Nov 20, 2015: The Last Night

As promised, I want to catch you up on my last day with Mw, written with her input.

Mw devoted my last week there exclusively to the girls, no clients or her adult friends. Pamela and her friends came over at will, usually after school. One particular afternoon I was taking a nap and waked up to them stripping my sleep top off and forcing my face into their pussies before I was fully awake and realized they’d brought a new girl, Jolene, with them. That session, like the others that week, was mostly pussy sucking. Jolene, though thoroughly amazed at first, didn’t hesitate to enjoy her first experience of a white woman sucking her pussy.  

The last day, Friday, November 20, around 4:30, four of the girls came over; Pamela, Vanessa, Cerise and Jolene.  All of us, including Mw, were in the kitchen, the girls bantering back and forth and teasing me. That’s typical of how some sessions start. Timidly, I asked Mw permission to say something that was on my mind. Mw nodded. I told the girls this session needed to be special for Mw, sort of my going away present to her and I knew she would enjoy seeing them treat me like dirt. Also, I wanted them to treat me like their slave bitch, torment me as harshly as they possibly could and to push my boundaries and theirs, too. That way they all get something out of this and regardless of what happened, I’d be pleased too, because I’d be giving myself to them. Then I apologized if it sounded like I was topping from the bottom. 

Mw beamed with this satisfied glow, dismissed my apology, and asked what they thought? Jolene asked … you mean we get to beat her up as much as we want. Mw nodded and told me leave the kitchen. I waited in the living room, almost shaking that I’d been so direct. The girls summoned me back to the kitchen and said … this is a no-brainer, get your fucking clothes off. I stripped naked except for my Lucite’s then handed them my clothes. I thanked them and said I was theirs.

Mw led us down to the dungeon. This was only the second time the girls were permitted in there and for Jolene, her first time. After a walk-through of what was available, the girls tied my hands behind me. Cerise and Pamela took their panties off, forced them into my mouth and tied them in place with a rope around my head. They fingered their pussies then wiped their juices under my nose. That aroused me to no end. Mw brought them an inflatable butt plug which they inserted into my ass and pumped it up until I groaned. They tied a tight crotch rope, pushed me to the floor, and tied my ankles and legs together. They pinched my nipples then pulled me my by hair to one of the cages and forced me into it. Mw handed them a padlock, they locked me in. I squirmed in heat and my cunt was pulsing. Mw said they had some things to discuss and they’d be back later. They walked out of the dungeon.

I was a wreck of frustrated anguish and nervous anticipation. I wanted them. I sat and thought; anticipation building, my cunt throbbing, the plug in my ass becoming more a part of me. What I’d asked for was risky but I’d gotten a taste of their volatile creativity and potential over the Halloween weekend and for days I’d silently harbored dark thoughts about them enslaving and torturing me.

When they returned about an hour later. Tara, Pamela’s mom, was with them. I thought OMG. Mw said she didn’t think I would mind if Tara stopped by after work to watch her daughter and friends do me. (Tara is a borderline sadist if you recall.)

I saw determination in their eyes. Pamela said they hoped I meant what I said about abusing me to the max, because if I didn’t, I’d stay in the cage all night. If they let me out, they intended to fuck me up. I responded by nodded and muffing that I meant it.

Mw said she’d told with the girls they needed to degrade and ruin me and she was convinced they were prepared to flaunt their superiority over me. I shuddered.

They dragged me out of the cage and shoved me around on the floor with their feet. They whipped me, not hard, but enough to cause some pain and make me roll back and forth on the floor, not knowing if I was rolling toward the next hit or away from it. They mocked me and also spit on me and kicked my roped cunt and plugged ass with their feet. They undressed, knelt around me and pushed their pussies and asses over my face, pulled my hair, twisted my nipples, fingered themselves and held their fingers under my nose and chided me to sniff what I couldn’t taste. I was on fire.

Finally they removed the panty gag so I could lick them, giving me brief interludes of tasting them and making me hungry for more. Then it got more serious, longer periods of licking someone, and the others putting clamps and mouse traps on my cunt lips and nipples. Licking them became more prolonged until one of them came. One by one they face sat me. I took whatever was presented, sucking pussy, tonguing ass until my face was a swamp with their cumm and squirt.

They untied me but left the plug in. I begged them to fuck me. They told me to shut up, that my opinion didn’t matter. I was their greedy, pathetic old whore, I’d promised myself to them and they would do what they wanted. They pulled me to my knees and there was another round of licking them and taking their cumm.

Mw and Tara stood nearby, sipped their drinks and encouraged the girls. Mw gave me a smile of approval then said to the girls, “do what I suggested.’

They pulled me over to the stocks. Mw helped them lock me into the stocks, my back parallel to the floor as two of the girls tied my ankles to a spreader bar. All four of them stood in front of me and said they were going to fuck the shit out of me, since I’d asked for it and wanted to be their slave, they really didn’t care how I felt. Two of them cinched strappys around their waist. They went behind me, released the inflatable plug and pulled it out of my asshole.  I knew my hole was distended and wide open. Their yakking about my splayed open ass, rubbing their fingers around the inside of my rim and spitting into my hole confirmed that.

They lubed me and I felt a girl cock slid into my ass. Vanessa told me how easily my splayed asshole took a cock. She quickly became almost merciless yet I was rocking back and forth in some form of delirious subspace. Cerise, who had the other strappy on, followed her; then I realized that both of them were taking turns fucking my ass.

Instead of continuing, they moved around the room behind me, talking with Mw and Tara, saying things like “can we use that?” and so on until they moved back to me. One of them patted my butt then I felt this solid “thonk” of some whip. They’d selected a variety of things and began beating my ass and thighs, hitting my hole and whipping my cunt. I was going off the charts with pain, screaming my pledges of love and servitude to them. Cerise said something like … you wanted to be our slave, this is what we do to slaves. Then another strappy took my ass, fucking it relentlessly.

But the next thing that went into my ass wasn’t a girl cock; it was a hand sliding into me. I yelled and felt the hand work all the way in and make a fist. I cried and absorbed all their gutter comments about fisting an old white whore’s ass. Mentally I was a zoo. I heard them shouting “let me do it, let me do it.” Different hands slid into my ass. Each had their own technique; sometimes it was just in and out, others more prolonged. I cried and pissed. It was wretched. Their comments were pure trash talk about owning my ass. Fisting me became almost a game and Mw was laughing, too.  

They switched to fucking my swollen cunt. They taunted me, called me their old fucked up whore and they knew how to use me better than any white girls did. I cried that I was theirs and came. Others fucked my cunt until one of them slid their hand into my cunt and fisted me. That was followed by another hand then Jolene put her palms together, slid all of her fingers into me then pulled me apart. (Jolene is super mean.) At one time they had a hand in my cunt and one in my ass.

Whoever wasn’t behind me was kneeling under me, pulling my nipples and tits. They had this small rubber paddle, flexible and shaped like a large spoon and whacked the hell out of my hanging tits, all over the sides of my tits and directly on my nipples.

Fear almost consumed me. Being locked head and hands in the stocks is freaky, especially my head - isolated and surrounded by solid wood and sticking out is an awful, helpless feeling. There’s no escape. With black girls standing in front of me doing all these things to my face, I felt horribly vulnerable and scared, like my face was just an object. They constantly pulled my hair, slapped my face and spit in my face and mouth. Pamela stood on a chair and stuck her ass back in my face and had me lick it. In short, whatever they felt like doing, they did, including sticking their messy hands into my mouth.

Despite this fear, and all the degradation, pissing, crying, and screaming, I kept cumming until I lost count and was in some other universe.

They unlocked me from the stocks and eased me to the floor. I didn’t know where I was for a moment. I was wasted and exhausted. They gave me water then wine. I figured it was over.  But that wasn’t the case.

With Mw and Tara’s help, they took me to a low, padded platform that’s about 6” off the floor. It’s about 4’ by 4’ and has eyebolts on the four corners. It’s always been in the room but is rarely used. They put me on my back in the center of the platform. Working in unison, they pulled my legs up over my head and tied my ankles to the two eyebolts that were at the corners closest to my head and pulled my arms and wrists to the other two eyebolts and tied them. My asshole was pointed straight up toward the ceiling and I was staring up, between my beaten tits, at my cunt. I couldn’t move an inch. 

They took three long, red tapered candles, then used several small thick rubber bands to secure the candles together in a bunch. They lubed my asshole again and shoved the blunt ends of bundle of candles into my ass. I looked at them in sheer disbelief. They lit the candles and waited until they burned down enough for the wax to pool at the top of the candles. Then they started whipping my ass which caused me to flinch and tense my hips. When I did, wax started spilling over the edge and pooling down around the rim of my hole and also onto my cunt. I screamed like hell. They kept whipping and wax kept streaming down the sides of the candles. Every movement of my butt reacting to the whipping sent more wax pouring down the candles, puddling around my hole and flowing down across my cunt. They were in shrieking fits of laughter about how I was waxing my own cunt. Wax poured onto my bald cunt until it was covered, streaked down my tummy and to my tits. They beat my tits again then used another candle to drip hot wax onto my nipples. To add to my humiliation they pissed all over me. That, too made me jerk around and wax kept pouring until layer after layer formed over my tortured cunt and rim.

Finally when they’d had all the fun they could squeeze out of this diabolical torment, they turned out the lights and laughed at this surreal spectacle of candles burning, lighting the darkness, my ass as the candleholder. They turned the lights on, removed the candles and untied me. I lay there in tears … a limp, tortured, and waxed, piss covered mess. I knew that Mw and Tara must have coached them on this; no girlish mind could be that diabolical.

They picked some of the wax off my cunt. Cerise had a flogger and brought it down hard against my cunt. I screamed and rolled to one side. They told me to get back in position. Jolene brought the flogger down on my cunt. I blacked out.

When I regain consciousness, my head was cradled in Mw’s lap and she was wiping my face with a wet cloth. Then she kissed me. I told her I loved her.

They carried me upstairs to Mw’s bedroom, drew a warm bath and put me in the tub to soak. Mw gave me a pain pill and tucked me into her bed, where I slept all night.

Saturday morning, needless to say I was a mass of bruises and rope marks. We talked. She felt the girls had crossed a threshold, one that she had been building up to for the last three months. My taking the initiative to state my needs simply played into her hands and she commended me for expressing my needs and focusing the girls.

She had several orgasms watching the girls use me, especially being fisted while in the stocks.

The girls and Tara cleaned up the dungeon. Normally that would be my task but I was too weak. They will expect paybacks for that.

She likes the girls, they’re quality, and although they are sworn to secrecy, she knows they’ll eventually tell their closest friends. It’s also a given that after the holidays, I’ll return. No date has been set nor a time period mentioned. She plans a more constant awareness of my position as unequal to black girls. She’s hooked on the girls.

When we finished talking she had me bring her to orgasm. Then I bathed, packed up what few things I have there and her driver took me back to Molly’s.

I love being here but I do miss Mw.

Oct 31, 2015: Trick or Treat!

Saturday afternoon, the 31^st, Tara and Pamela picked me up at Marissa’s. Still naked with no clothes of my own, they drove me back to their house and both of them fucked me. They filled me in on plans for the evening; Tara would be going to a party and Pamela along with Cerise, Vanessa and Alyssa were taking me trick or treating.  

 

My costume for the evening was an “Orange is the New Black” prison outfit complete with a Piper wig, a name badge, and prisoner chains that shackled my wrists in front of me to a waist chain and a chain dropping down to ankle shackles. Underneath that I was naked except for a white tee. They’d slit the seam under the crotch of the baggy prisoner orange pants which allowed my handlers to reach under me and access my cunt. A butt plug and heels completed my ensemble. I looked and felt whorish as hell.

 

Cerise and Pamela were dressed as prison guards, Vanessa as a witch and Alyssa as a black cat. Tara, dressed as Cleopatra, left for her party with her law firm cronies and around 7:00 the four girls and I began trick or treating in Tara’s definitely upscale neighborhood. I clutched my little plastic pumpkin in front of me, tottered on stilettos and felt every inch of the plug in my ass. My cunt oozed from the stimulation. We passed scads of trick or treaters, kids with their parents, some teens, a few parents acting goofy, etc. We'd hit perhaps a half dozen houses before my handlers had me on the ground beside a hedge row at a darkened house, me with my face buried under the witches skirt sucking Vanessa’s pussy as my two guards and the black cat frigged me off with a vibe. It was ludicrous, lewd and insane, the witch cumming all over my face and my prison guards bringing me off and smearing my cunt ooze over my face as well.

 

From there it was more houses, more candy, more curious parents handling out candy to Piper and her black entourage dying in laughter. Between houses they kept fingering my cunt through the large slit in my prisoner pants until a pussy juice stain showed against the orange fabric. We hit probably 25-30 houses in all, mostly white families and usually a parent at the door, frequently the man, handing out candy. More than one guy was ultra-flirty with us, chiding me for either being too old to trick or treat or asking if those were real chains or salivating over Alyssa’s skin tight black cat getup. Vanessa played her witch role to the hilt, threatening to cast spells on a few adults who thought we all were too old for candy, or enticing a few that she had the power to make Pipers costume disappear. In one instance she referred to the tell-tale ooze on my prisoner pant as “witches ooze” and told one white mom she could do the same for her. She slammed the door. Let it be said that the witch peed on that mom’s pumpkin as retaliation.

 

In a way, I hadn’t had so much fun in ages. It was like an open air fetish party and by the end of the evening, I was madly in love with the girls and horny as hell. No sooner where we back at Pamela’s and barely inside the foyer when Vanessa and I were on the floor and once again I was sucking the black witches pussy.

 

Within 30 minutes all of us went back out, prowling the neighborhood, definitely up to no good and looking for mischief. We went back to one particular house where a hottie blonde mom - dressed as a school girl, short plaid skirt, white knee socks and Mary Janes - was handing out candy earlier in the evening. When she answered the door again, initially telling us that trick or treat hours were over, Vanessa started flirting with her, really laying it on thick. The hottie mom was buying into it and Vanessa kept pressing. She even told her that I was their prisoner in real life and she could be one too. The mom was more than curious; you could see it in her eyes but the hubby was back with the kids and she made a little lame excuse that she had to go. Vanessa grabbed her, hugged her and buried her tongue in the mom’s mouth and slid her hand up under the skirt. For this flash in time they seemed frozen on the front porch locked in an embrace, Vanessa’s hand cupping the woman’s ass. A man’s voice inside the house stopped the scene. The mom freaked. Vanessa said she’d be back soon, what was her name. The woman whispered it and … also a phone number. The door shut and we took note of the house number and then the street. Vanessa knew the mom wanted it and promised us she’d be fucking that bitch.  

 

We went back to Pamela’s and Vanessa called the number. By that time I was on the floor again getting fucked by Cerise. Vanessa narrated to the woman, Debby, what was happening and said she could be a part of it, all she had to do was meet her. Vanessa tried to talk her into staying up after her hubby went to bed but that didn’t go anywhere. She put me on the phone and I told her this is the real deal and nothing on earth compares to being a white slut to black girls and encouraged her to meet Vanessa. Then Vanessa talked again and I went back to fucking Cerise. They stayed on the phone a long time and we’re pretty sure Debby frigged off.

 

Lucky me, I got fucked half the night. Poor Debby probably dreamed about it. I hope it works out.

 

(I’ve since learned that it has. Lol.)

 

Oct 30, 2015: Halloween Weekend

Hi,

I cannot remember at this moment when we talked last or when I wrote you. Serving Mw is a daily pleasure that I never take for granted and give her my body, express my love for her and satisfy her needs. When she permits, Louise uses me, usually grabbing my hair and roughly forcing my face under her skirt. Sometimes she spanks me but it's usually bringing her off during the day. Two or three times a week one of MW's friends drops by for sex in one of the bedrooms. sometimes a client comes by, pays Mw some tribute and uses me. It's mostly straight sex but once in a while one of them will tie me and treat me more like an object. So I'm still a whore in that regard. 

Halloween weekend was different. Late Friday afternoon  the 30th Mw told me she'd arranged a special Halloween weekend for me. I showered and fixed myself up but Mw told me not to bother dressing. For about an hour I walked around the house naked and nervous, not knowing exactly what would happen. 

Then about dark, Mw took me down to the dungeon, locked me in the stocks and told me she'd be back later. I waited in agony and anticipation.

About 30 minutes later, she came back and said I had some visitors. Within seconds, Pamela, Vanessa, Cerise and Alyssa walked through the door and right behind them, Kali and a younger girl I'd never seen before. Marisa (Kali's mom), slipped in behind them. My cunt about gushed and my whole body felt like electricity surged through it.

The girls were exuberant. None of the girls (or Marisa for that matter) had ever seen MW's special room and they were awed. For a brief moment the girls seemed torn between the devices and me locked in the stocks. Pamela and Vanessa were the first to come to me, the other girls rapidly following. Pamela  told me they'd been talking me up to Kali and her friend, Rashida. Getting them up to speed on how to use an old white whore like me. My cunt was doing flip flops, especially when some of the girls kissed me then disappeared from my field of view and began running their hands over my body, slapping me, pinching my nipples, squeezing my cunt and ass. I was delirious from their touches and listening to their laughter and giggles.

They continued taking my body then at MW's suggestion, picked up a crop and a flogger and tormented me until I was moaning, absorbing what they were doing and feeling fingers ravaging my cunt until I came. 

Finally Kali came over and mumbled something like ... They told me this is what you were like. I didn't know what to say. Kali just stood there until her mom walked over and encouraged her as did the older girls. Kali timidly asked why did I like this. I tried to explain in words she might understand that I was trained to serve black women and girls, experiencing humiliation and pain for their pleasure and being helpless in front of them made me feel fulfilled. But I tried to make it clear that I was here for her and would never retaliate against her. Her face brightened. Marisa stroke her daughters hair and asked her who was the one white woman she hates the most. Kali responded, Mrs. Huff, the media room teacher at school. Marisa told her to imagine that I was her. That seemed to break the ice. 

Kali spit in my face and said I was an ugly old bitch. Everyone else in the room laughed. Kali reached under the stocks and pulled my tits. She asked rashida to come help her. Both of them stood in front of me and pulled my hair, pinched my nose and cheeks and slapped my face. Rashida agreed I was ugly. Both of them pulled my tits before walking behind me. Kali said my ass was ugly too. The older girls encouraged them spank my ugly ass and I felt these awkward slaps on my ass which progressed to harder slapping. Kali came in front of me again and asked if it hurt, I said it did. Then she scooted under me and bit my left nipple. I screamed and cried. 

Oddly enough, she said she didn't want to do anymore right now. She sat and watched the older girls use me then got up and joined the older girls in spanking my ass and cunt then sat back down. The atmosphere seemed strange. Mw, Marisa and Kali left the room. When they returned, Mw asked the older girls, Pamela and friends, to leave, that tomorrow nights plans were still on but tonight would be Kali's night. I was confused but could tell that whatever Mw had in mind had taken a different turn.

After they left, Mw said the plan was that I'd be going home with Kali and Marisa. She put a few toys in a bag which she headed to Marisa, released me from the stocks and tied my hands behind me. 

I left naked and tied with Marisa, Kali and rashida. We dropped rashida off at her house, then proceeds back to marisas. Once inside, we went to marisas bedroom. They undressed. Kali seemed totally relaxed. I told her I wanted to please her and to be hers them said the same to Marisa. Kali sat on the edge of the bed, I knelt on the floor and ate her precious pussy while her mom came behind me and worked my cunt then slid her hand in me. From then on, it was nonstop fucking. I brought her off then Marisa. Then the three of us on the bed, them kissing each other as I sucked cunt and licked ass. Kali seemed so focused on biting my nipples 

Sept 20, 2015: my punishment

Sunday was a beautiful and very meaningful session. Sometime midafternoon, Mw told me to get beautiful and put on heels but no hose. By now I know these “get beautiful” orders usually signal something special. I joined her in the living room and stood in one of my poses for several minutes until the front door bell rang. 

She admitted Frayne and a friend of Frayne’s, Tonya, a tall well-dressed black woman whose eyes sparkled when she saw me. After introductions, Mw released me from my pose to fix drinks and bring them poolside where they sat and chatted, enjoying the gorgeous high 80s sunshine. Mw and Frayne gave Tonya an overview of my servitude. Kneeling in a cushion by the pool, I answered Tonya’s questions and acknowledged that I was grateful to be MW's slave. They talked incessantly, some about me, some about other things.  I broke the pose only when ordered to refill drinks, then resumed my position. 

After enjoying well over an hour of sunshine. Mw suggested we go back into the living room. Once inside she sent me to her room to fetch a large bag I'd find on her dresser. When I returned she announced that you, Jody, had asked for me to be thoroughly punished and beaten as a special favor to you, a favor that she intended to carry out to the fullest extent. I shook all over. 

She also thought this beating would be more meaningful if administered in the presence of others. That's why she'd invited Frayne and since she had a house guest for the weekend it might be more special. Tonya was wide eyed at this. Mw opened the bag and pulled out a dildo, leather paddle, wooden paddle, flogger, crop, and a short whip. By now I was absolutely on fire at the prospects of what would happen. 

Mw, sitting in the sofa, put me across her lap so that I was facing Frayne and Tonya sitting off to her left on two adjoining chairs. She clearly said this is from Jody and began spanking my ass with her hand, thoroughly warming up my ass cheeks and ultimately priming me for what would follow. Then she lifted me off her lap and had me drape myself across the end of the sofa. She separated my ass cheeks and ran her finger around my hole to tease me, then uses the leather paddle to swat my ass until it was stinging. She switched to the wooden paddle, gave me a few strokes, then pushed the end of handle into my cunt and fucked me a few times. She withdrew then paddled my ass, the swats became progressively harder until it elicited loud moans from me. Periodically she tell me to thank you and I would do so. 

When my ass was burning from the paddles, she had me present my reddened ass to both Frayne and Tonya for their inspection. Both of them touched and commented on my beaten ass. Then she had me kneel facing them, hands clasped behind my head, shoulders back tits thrust out. She picked up the flogger, stood, and began flogging my tits - slowly at first, then more forcefully until I was moaning again and wincing. Periodically she'd have me thank Jody, and say things like ... I'm a slave, slut, whore, cunt, white trash and deserve to be treated like this. When my tits were thoroughly reddened and swollen, she attacked my nipples with the crop until I had tears in my eyes and slumped forward. She scolded me and had me resume the position then picked up the short whip and whipped my tits and tummy until she'd left definite marks. By now I was screaming and crying in pain.

Throughout this, she had me maintain eye contact with Frayne and Tonya. Both of them were shifting around in their chairs, Tonya more so than Frayne. Frequently she'd exclaim how she'd never seen such a slut nor ever expected to. Mw reassured her I was getting what I needed. For a couple of minutes I stayed in position while they commented about me then Mw had me fetch fresh drinks for all of them. 

Mw then ordered me to lie on the floor on my back, my head between Frayne’s feet and my body positioned straight out from her chair. She had Frayne press her feet on both sides of my neck to keep me from moving. She had me raise my legs over my head and had Frayne grasp my ankles and pull them back into her lap then separate them about 18" apart. This position tilted my ass up, exposing my cunt and asshole. Mw said my whore cunt and ass would be whipped. My butt cheeks were still warm and stinging from the paddles. She hovered over my upturned ass cheeks, told me to grasp the front legs of Frayne’s chair and hold on tightly. 

I watched as she picked up the flogger and flogged my ass, cunt and the backs of my thighs. She tossed the flogger aside for the crop and flailed my ass cheeks then focused on my asshole, hitting it until it felt raw and I was screaming. She paused to let me calm down and utter my thanks then told Frayne and Tonya that I'd get what a true slave and white deserved. With that she picked up the short whip and flailed my cunt, the backs of my thighs and ass cheeks until I was crying, screaming and holding on for dear life. She attacked my cunt again for a few strokes then rammed the handle of the whip into my soaked cunt and frigged me, working my tortured cunt right to the edge. After screaming my thank yous, she pulled out the handle and shoved the dildo into my cunt and savagely fucked me to an orgasm. I gushed and screamed in ecstasy. She continued until I came again.

She had Frayne release my feet and I laid on the floor in tears and pain like some mindless rag doll. Everything hurt.

She told me she thought it would be appropriate for me to show my appreciation to my guests in the proper way. I moved to my hands and knees to Frayne. She raised her skirt and had me move her panties aside and suck her off. Mw asked Tonya if she wanted the same. At first she said no, that watching this had left her breathless. Mw and Frayne said they’d leave the room for a few minutes and I knew what to do. When they were out of the room, I told Tonya it would be a great honor if I could bring her pleasure and if I didn’t, I’d probably be beaten again. . She looked at me then said she didn’t think that should happen, then motioned me between her legs. I pulled her soaked panties aside and tongued her off. 

Mw returned with Frayne and ordered me out to the pool deck to pee in the grass then to the kitchen to prepare a salad for dinner. I served the three of them and shortly afterward Frayne and Tonya left. Mw immediately took me upstairs to her bedroom and had me bring her off several times.

My thanks, e

Sep 15, 2015: A Walk in the Park

Tuesday morning after I finished my writing about the weekend debacle, Mw approached me around 10:30 with the news that she had another opportunity for me to shine. She selected a pair of platforms and thigh highs, told me to make myself beautiful and meet her in the living room in 30 minutes. 

When I came to the living room, she and Talia were waiting. I paid homage to them until they told me to stand. They tied my wrists behind me, roped my upper arms and tits, cinched my wrists to a rope around my waist and took me to the garage and out me in the back seat of her car. We drove north for about 35-40 minutes to a rarely used 200 acre county park. The park has no amenities, no ball fields, bathrooms, etc. it's just woods, fields and trails. 

There was only one other car in the parking area when we arrived around 12:30. We got out of the car and they tied a rope to my bound hands, pulled it up through my cunt and proceeded to lead me in broad daylight and the bright sunshine of an 85 degree day, down a series of paved trails deeper into the park through overgrown fields and weeds.

At one intersection of trails, there was a young woman walking two dogs. Presumably she was the driver of the only other car in the lot we left some 10-15 minutes ago and she was headed back to the car. We quickly took the alternate trail to avoid her direct contact but I know she saw us. Mw said I should be prepared to be a slut in all situations and dismissed the young woman's presence.

We continued down the trail through some wood then to an open meadow close to the creek. They commented that my cunt needed another dose of sunshine and being naked and bound in this park was a symbol of my freedom from clothes and my subjugation to them. For me it was mind-bending.

At the end of the paved trail, after waking about 30-35 minutes, they led me up a slight hill and back into some woods. When they found a secluded spot that suited them, we stopped. They removed their clothes, and ordered me to kneel. I ate MW's pussy while Talia beat my tits, butt and upper back with a short crop. When Mw came Talia pushed me to the ground and face sat me while Mw used the crop to flog my cunt and a vibe to bring me off.

Both of them pissed on me while I laid on the ground. Then Talia squatted over me and shit on my cunt. Mw took her turn and squatted over my tummy and shit while Talia frigged me off a second time. They used a stick to smear it around over my body then rolled me around in the dirt, leaves and debris on the forest ground. Mw told me just because I was browned a mere three days ago didn't mean this defilement shouldn't happen so soon after that debasing session and I should be mentally prepared to take brown without all the fanfare of the previous session. 

Reeking of shit and piss and with flies and insects feasting on me, we started back up the trail in the direction from which we came. The heat became oppressive but we continued on, little pieces of shit and debris occasionally dropping from my sweaty bound body. 

When we reached the junction of the trails, in the distance we saw another woman throwing a stick to her dog. Mw said we would continue and ordered me to make no attempt to avoid the woman. Leading me by the rope embedded in my aching cunt, we approached her. She immediately called her dog to her side. We walked closed, me fully exposed to her eyes which now were locked on me. We approached closer until we were within 10-15 feet of her. Mw casually greeted her. The woman, middle aged, white, fairly attractive brunette stared in disbelief. Her mouth opened and she stammered out "what?" Mw brazenly and showing not the slightest hint of concern, told me to tell the woman what’s going on here. I told her I was a consensual slave and I had signed my life over to my mistress. The woman stared at me then at Mw and Talia and asked why I was naked and tied and covered in dirt. Mw told her because that's how they wished me to be, did she want to know more? The woman shook her head no. Mw said some people including me, desire this type of treatment. Mw told her she should consider it, did she want her number? The woman was too shocked to respond further, Mw slowly reeled off her phone number then we walked away. Mw turned and smiled at the woman and said call me anytime.  As we continued toward the car, Mw said I was a walking, fucking billboard for sluts. 

We arrived back at the car without further incident. I stood beside the car as they took bottles of water and paper napkins and began cleaning me.

But at that moment a pickup truck pulled into the lot and parked two spaces away from us. The guy, a white man probably in his 30s, got out to get his dog from the back of the truck. He looked at us as if he was trying to process what he was seeing. Mw stared him down and said I was her fucking slut, what’s the issue and did he want a blow job? The guy did a double-take. She asked again. He replied “Hell yes.” Mw unnervingly led me over to him, told me to kneel. The guy leaned back against his truck, unzipped his pants and pulled out his cook. I started sucking. He asked why I was naked and tied up like some porn queen. Mw said that's not for you to know, shut up and enjoy. As I sucked him, Mw told him I'd take his cumm in my mouth. I thought omg but sucked him until he ejaculated in my mouth. Mw told him that was it, to get his dog and get the fuck out of here. The guy said thanks for the bj and left. Mw took me back to the car, and laughed about blowing the guys mind as well as his cock. I stood by the car again while they resumed cleaning me off.  

They finished and put me back in the back seat on the passenger side when they spotted the brunette we'd met earlier coming to her car. Mw nudged Talia and said that bitch is interested but doesn’t know what to do. Mw called for the brunette to come over. She declined. Mw said she'd give her $20 to come over for a minute, they weren't going to bite her. The woman walked over and Mw fished in her bag and gave her the money. The back door to the car was still open and the brunette stared at me again. Mw said that they were about to frig me off again, did she want to watch. I about freaked. The woman shook her head no. Mw said its worth another $20 and handed her the money. The brunette said we were all crazy and asked why they did these things to me. Mw said patiently, because we can and she loves it. Talia, sitting in the front passenger seat, turned and leaned over the seat and put the vibe at my cunt, teased me then turned it on while the brunette stared in disbelief.  

Mw asked her name; she said Barbara. Mw told her she could double her money if she played with my tits and nipples while Talia brought me off. Barbara said … no way. Mw waved another $40 in front of her face. Barbara hesitated but finally took it. Mw said … do what I told you to do. Barbara put her hand on my right nipple. I moaned. Mw told me to look straight into Barbara eyes and thank her. I did, squirming in lust and humiliation. Mw told her to be more forceful, use both hands and twist my nipples. She reached down and did it as Talia continued with the vibe. I was still looking into Barbara's eyes and getting closer to orgasm by the second. I told Mw I was there. She told Barbara to pinch my nipples and don't release until I came. She did. Within seconds I was moaning, and cumming like crazy. Then I sank back against the seat, mortified at what happened.

Mw said to her, see, now that wasn't so bad and you've got $80 to show for your efforts. She asked about sex with women before. Barbara said no, she had lots of boyfriends. Mw complimented her that she was sure she did since she was very pretty but didn't think Barbara was being truthful about not making it with another woman. Barbara wilted and said, once at a party when she was drunk. Mw smiled and said she had a friend who is filthy rich and was looking for a girl, was she interested? Barbara hesitated. Mw said let's walk over to your car and talk. She and Talia left me in the car, door still wide open and walked to Barbara car and talked.  

A few minutes later Mw and Talia returned smiling. Barbara drove away. Talia got me out of the back seat and had me piss on the pavement then we left. Mw and Talia laughed their butts off about having such good luck, exposing me outdoors, the blow job, meeting Barbara and her unwittingly helping to humiliate me. They discussed the possibility of getting her on board and her meeting Jocelyn. Barb is 35, divorced, her ex has custody of the kid, so more than likely she's a slut, plus they exchanged phone numbers. They surmised that since Barbara took the money, she probably needed it and the lure of money and sex is overwhelming. They bet she'd go home and plunge her fingers into her cunt in a heartbeat.

Then they shifted the conversation and recapped the number of ways they'd humiliated me without even planning it. Mw told me again I'm a walking talking billboard of a sex magnet. They asked how I felt and I said I was as shocked as anybody that they could pull this off, especially in broad daylight in a county park. Mw told me to never underestimate their power and the lure of a naked, tied slut in a public place, that when the average person encounters something they don't expect to see, they become putty in the hands of an experienced mistress. 

When we got back to MW's both of them fucked the hell out of me.

As for me, the day was one of the most wicked imaginable. 

Sept 12-13: Humiliated in the Barn

This past weekend was the most humiliating and degrading experience since I came here in June and certainly rivaled anything I've experienced within the last few years that involved scat play. 

It started out innocently. Late Saturday morning, Mw told me we were going to Jocelyn's for an overnight, had me put on hose and heels then tied me and put me in the trunk of her car for the ride out there. When we arrived, I knelt and greeted Jocelyn. Shortly afterwards, Lorraine and Talia arrived with Lorraine's slut, Linda, blindfolded, tied and naked save for hose and heels. 

Mw commented that this was a special day for her and for me; that it marked my 36^th straight day of being naked, eclipsing my previous record of 35 days set when I first arrived at her place in mid-June.  Talia immediately popped up that such a special day must be commemorated by some kind of significant event and shed have to put her mind to it. They asked how long my nudity would continue to which Mw replied, “Until I’m ready to stop.”  She continued how consistent cunt exposure softened me into a more compliant slave; that, along with the contract. I blushed.

They shifted to the expected barrage of playful comments about having both of us for their fun and devious minds. After exploring our bodies at will, they untied us and had us face down on the floor kissing their feet and sucking toes, pledging ourselves to their pleasure. I'm far more experienced at this than Linda. Lorraine admonished her slut and told her she needed to follow my lead. They allowed me to go to the kitchen and prepare salads and wine for lunch while Linda kept practicing. After lunch we knelt and sucked pussy until one way or another, we'd brought them off.

Around 1:30, Jocelyn said it would be fitting for the sluts to work at some of the more unpleasant tasks she needed to accomplish around the place. Mw quickly agreed that would be appropriate. They led us to the barn where there was a huge pile of wood shavings between the barn and the arena, apparently brought in by a dump truck. She pointed to it, then led us into the barn.

Jocelyn’s barn has a wide center alias, 4 stalls and a bay to wash horses on one side, and on the other side, two more stalls, the office which I cleaned two weeks ago, a tack room and a grooming area. She told us to wash the 6 boarding stalls, let them dry then fill each with wood shavings to a depth of 4-6".

We washed all the stalls using a hose and a scrub brush. While they dried, Jocelyn took us outside to pull weeds around the barn. If we slacked off she'd hit us with a crop. When the stalls dried, we got the wheel barrow, a rake and a shovel and started that arduous task. Linda filled the wheel barrow, I'd roll it inside, dump if, rake it out then come back for another load. We proceeded like this, load after load until we were sweating. Then we switched roles, me filling, her dumping the loads into stalls. Periodically our superiors would check on us, give us water, whip us a few times and go back into the house. We worked continually in this 85 degree heat.

During this slave labor, we talked extensively. Lorraine had kept Linda naked since last Saturday, refused to let her go to work, and was insisting that she gravitate toward becoming a full time slut. Though Linda has a fascination with black women, largely developed when her family had a black nanny, she's quite concerned about a drastic change of lifestyle since she had two grown kids and a grandkid. My advice to her: think it through carefully, follow your heart, we aren't getting any younger, Lorraine seems like a reasonable person. In short, put everything on the table and let Lorraine decide how it can be handled. Moreover, to me, there are three steps in this process; you do it initially to either satisfy a curiosity or to please someone, then after a while you realize you love it and enjoy it, and finally it hits you that you need it and you're not whole unless you have it. 

By the time we finished, we were hot, sweaty and dirty. Jocelyn took us to the horse washing stall and had us use the hose to wash ourselves. They took us back into the house around 6:30. We'd been at this for over five hours.

The house was filled with the aroma of food. They had prepared a Mexican dish called Shrimp Diablo. For a change they served our plates, ostensively for all the work we did. The stuff was so spicy it almost took your breath away but we were famished, ate it and washed it down with copious amounts of margaritas. 

After dinner, Linda and I cleaned the kitchen and around 8:00, the four of them took us back to the barn. 

They had us kneel side by side, then undressed and rubbed their pussies over our faces. I sucked Mw and Talia while Linda sucked Lorraine and Jocelyn. After we'd sucked pussy, they gave each of us a red solo cup filled with some liquid and told us to drink. It was vile, citric and awful tasting. They followed that with a cup of water. My tummy which was already churning from the spicy food became more uncomfortable.

Talia turned and presented her asshole to me and told me to spread her cheeks wide and tongue it. Mw pushed my face firmly against Talia’s ass and told me she wanted my tongue poking that hole. I began. Within minutes, Linda was sucking Lorraine’s ass. We both sucked all four of them until I had the acrid taste of their asses on my tongue and ass scent in my mouth from the occasional fart. My tummy was rumbling from the hot, spicy Mexican food and whatever they had us drink. I told Mw. She replied "good, that's what's supposed to happen."

Talia tied my hands behind me and roped my upper body securing my upper arms and wrists rendering me helplessly bound yet placing ropes where circulation isn't impeded. For all her meanness, she's an expert at this. They crossed my ankles, pulled them back until my feet were over my head and my knees over my shoulders and my ass tilted well up in the air. To keep my ass tilted upwards, they rolled up an old piece of cloth and shoved it under my hips then tied a rope from my crossed ankles to bars on the side of the stall. 

I watched as Talia tied Linda’s upper body then her ankles the same way. Then they dragged her over to me so our raised butts were cheeks to cheeks only inches apart. Then they tied her ankles to bars on the opposite side of the stall. 

Talia told us our food was served with extra spice and between that and what they gave us to drink, magnesium citrate, it was inevitable that we'd shit and when we did, we'd be shitting all over each other. I fucking freaked out at the thought. Linda started screaming and crying. Mw knotted a short rope, centered the knot over Linda’s mouth and tied it behind my head, effectively gagging her then did the same to me. Talia said we were in for an interesting evening.

They laughed at our misery and to emphasize that we were nothing more than toilets, they pissed all over us. 

They brought the chairs from the barn office out into the center aisle outside our stall, went back into the house for more liquor. It was obvious they intended to party down until we shit our brains out. 

Linda and I laid there, hopelessly bound, our tummies gurgling, listening to them congratulate each other on concocting such a diabolical scheme, drinking, playing some card game and waiting. I was in agony. Linda and I tried to communicate but the rope gags prevented any meaningful talk. 

Sometime later a car arrived, I heard Jocelyn shout out that they were in the barn; I though, OMG what now! Within moments there were whoops and shouts. I looked up to see the four of them plus two other women laughing their butts off at what they saw and more so when Talia explained our situation. One of them asked where in the hell do you find sluts like this. Mw said it wasn’t easy and introduced me as her 24/7 contractual slave and Linda as a slut in training. The two new women, Fabiola and Beverly, were friends of Talia and Jocelyn. After staring at us, one of them asked where the bathroom was that she needed to pee after the long ride out here. Mw told her, “Right there in front of you.” She demonstrated by pissing on me. The new women laughed and one said she never dreamed she'd ever piss on a white woman but in short order, both of them pissed on us as did Jocelyn. Then they all went back to the center aisle and partied.

Time was a mystery to me and I'm sure to Linda. I was holding back but becoming more wretched by the minute. Linda’s heavy groaning punctuated by her cries and muffled words indicated that she was the same. I groaned in agony and tried to tell Linda that I was sorry but I couldn't hold it. That brought all six of them scampering into the stall to witness what Talia termed "the blessed event." At first I just shitted a little bit, the putrid aroma filling the stall. That brought little relief and moments later I unloaded a long semi solid shit that went on forever. My asshole burned like fire from the Mexican food. Within moments I was spewing out pure runny diarrhea all over Linda. She screamed as our tormentors cackled in laughter. Linda said later that one of the women pressed her foot on her tummy. Within minutes she shit on me as my diarrhea continued. My asshole burned with every release. It was awful. I was sweating and crying. Linda cried and I groaned as her diarrhea squirting over me, coating my ass cheeks, cunt, the front of my body and face. My only thought was she must be covered from my shit as well. 

The laughter from all six of them was nonstop. I looked at them in agony and humiliation. Mw said it was time from them to join the party that she was tired of holding back. As she moved over me I caught a glimpse of Talia holding what looked like two broom handles with dildos taped to one end but it didn’t register with me at that moment. Mw raised her skirt, squatted over me. I closed my eyes as her shit hit me. Gawd, did she cover me. From Linda’s screams I knew they were shitting on her as well. Laughter and mocking from them about us being two filthy pigs abounded. I can't remember when I've been so completely browned. I finally cried. At least my tummy felt some relief but my psyche was thoroughly humiliated. 

Amidst jeers and laughter, something plunged it into my ass. Then it hit me what I caught a glimpse of; somebody, probably Talia, was fucking my asst with a dildo on a stick. It made diabolical sense; why bend down and fuck me when you can stand and fuck a cunt like an inanimate object. I assumed (and later confirmed) that Linda was getting the same treatment. They kept fucking me, shitting and pissing on me until someone held a vibe on my clit. I came which probably didn’t take more than 60 seconds.

They gave us a few minutes to settle down. One of the new women asked what happens next. Mw replied that we were going to sleep out here like a couple of barn animals. One of them used a wet rag to wipe some of the putrid mess off of us. They untied our ankles and let us lie prone in the stall. Mercifully they shifted us away from the worst of the mess and removed the rope gags. Talia laughed and said “I think our work is done here ... it’s almost 2:00, let’s go to bed.” But Jocelyn said there was one more thing. They brought in two loads of wood shaving and threw it all over us. Then they closed the stall door, bid us an unpleasant evening and left.

Linda and I scooted as close to each other as possible. We were miserable. Periodically she cried. I kept telling her it's what her mistress wants and she has to learn to accept it, though I know it's vile, scat is the ultimate demonstration of control a mistress has over her slut. She said Lorraine had shit in her twice before but it was never like this. Both times were on her cunt. Despite the odor, and pissing a couple of times and being  bound, we stayed close to each other for warmth again the chill of the night that I knew was forecast to be in the upper 60's. It was a miserable night and I got little sleep. But at least I had the satisfaction that I felt I'd pleased Mw. 

In the morning, they came in to check on us. Talia untied us. Bev and Fabiola were in awe but showed little sympathy for our condition. One of them brought us coffee. I leaned back against the wall of the stall, still dazed and drank it thankfully. They pulled us to our feet, led us into the wash bay and squirted us from head to toe. I had rope burns all over my upper body, Linda the same telltale reminders of what we endured. They promised us a real shower and breakfast after we completed one final task. We had to get the wheel barrow and load it with all the shit covered wood shaving from the stall and dump it in the manure bin behind the barn. It ook three loads but we did it.

They led us back to the house. Linda and I showered until we were clean then joined them in the kitchen for breakfast which we devoured. Then they led us to one of the bedrooms and let us get a couple of hours of sleep until they wakened us and took us into the living room. Mw and Lorraine offered us to Bev and Fabiola. 

Bev immediately chose me and took me to a bedroom. She's maybe 5' 2" or so, thick as a fireplug and somewhat dykish in appearance, short frizzy hair. She's blunt, forceful and strong. She said she knew what kind of a whore I was, jerked me to her pussy and had me eat her then her ass. I don't know her history but she knows what she wants and twisted me around in all sorts of ways as if she was wrestling me before fucking my ass and cunt with a strappy. I came for her then sucked her ass again. 

I have no idea what Linda’s experience with Fabiola was like but Bev is damn good. 

Around noon Bev and Fabiola left with the promise that I would be seeing them again. Shortly after that Lorraine and Linda left, leaving Talia there with Jocelyn and MW. I ate Talia and Jocelyn in front of Mw as thanks for the weekend. 

Mw and I left around 4:00, again with me naked and tied in the trunk of her car. Once we were home, we talked a great deal. She was extremely pleased at my performance.  and told me she and Talia are trying to convince Jocelyn not to sell her place but instead to stay there and turn it into a slut farm. They're looking for a girl for her, too. 

She gave me Monday off so I could rest and write. However, she also added a new layer of servitude to my routine; when she walks into a room where I am or I’m within 10 feet of her presence, or any black woman friend of hers, I now drop to my knees, keep my back straight and put my head on the floor with my arms extended in front of me. It’s her way of reinforcing my slave status and paying homage to the mistress.

My love, e.

    

August 22, 2015: Commitment and More

Preparations begin Saturday afternoon for what Mw called The Commitment Celebration.  Louise gave me an enema, followed by a luxurious bath complete with wine, snacks and chocolates. A black beautician came by to do my hair, makeup, nails and toes in a bright red color. I was naked in front of her, as I have been for two weeks now, but she made no attempt to do anything sexual, though she smiled a lot but made very little conversation. All of this took place in one of the upstairs bedrooms. I can't remember when I've been treated so royally.  Shortly after the beautician left Mw came in and dressed me in black seamed hose, a purple and gold garter belt and purple stiletto sandals with ankle straps with little gold padlocks. She left me with some wine, told me to relax and she'd be back for me later. To ensure that I didn't wander around too much, she cuffed my left ankle to the leg of a large bedroom chair. 

Relaxing was difficult to say the least since I was so keyed up; I sat and imagined all the possibilities she might have in mind for the event. Around 9:00 she returned for me, locked my collar on me, lubed and inserted a plug in my ass, and led me downstairs then down to the basement hallway. In the hallway Outside the dungeon, she blindfolded me with a purple cloth and reiterated she expected me to be at my best. I promised her everything. She kissed me and fingered my already oozing cunt until I was breathless.

As soon as we entered the dungeon, a chorus of voices chattered and laughed excitedly. My heart pounded as she led me around and voices from unseen women echoed their personal greetings and their hands roamed my body. I attempted to identify voices but it seemed everyone talked simultaneously. Being blindfolded increased my anxiety a hundredfold. Comments generally focused on this major step of committing to be MW's full time slave.

After uncountable minutes of this provocative prelude, Mw called out one of my positions, standing with legs spread and hands clasped behind my head, shoulders back and tits thrust out. She removed the blindfold, allowing me to get my first look at the attendees: Tara, Lorraine, Talia, Priscilla, Frayne, Angie and Joyce, the woman who owned the house in the country were I was taken to be introduced to the girls last month, and to my complete surprise, Mavis. I nearly cried for joy and wanted to hug her but I remained in my position as she smiled at me. Glancing around the room, I saw a small table, a chair on one side and a kneeling pad on the other side and what I presumed to be the contract on the table. Beyond that were two large objects draped in black cloth, objects that have never been there before. I recounted quickly that earlier this afternoon, two black men in a truck arrived outside the garage with a delivery. That's when Mw had Louise take me upstairs to the bedroom where I was prepped for the evening. 

Mw spoke briefly about how happy she was and how this represented a new chapter in my life. Then she recognized Mavis and praised her for her early efforts in training me. Mavis addressed me and said she was proud to have been a part of my development and her reward was to see me take this step. Mw also recognized Frayne and thanked her. 

Immediately we went to the table. Mw sat, I knelt on the cushion. Tara read the contract aloud which stated my commitment to Mw as her slave for the next 90 days. I think this was supposed to be somewhat of a solemn moment but the ladies had a hard time not giggling.  When Tara finished, Mw asked me if I had anything to say. I said I was hers unconditionally and accepted her will over me and the right to do with me as she wished. Then I signed, Mw signed then Mavis and Frayne came forward and and signed as witnesses. Mavis kissed me and said how proud she was of me. It was emotional to say the least. 

There was champagne at the bar which I served. That gave me a few minutes to embrace each of the ladies and exchange a few words with Mavis. Mw ended this interlude stating that since we had a formal agreement, it was time for the festivities to begin and beckoned me to join her and Talia. She told the others to take their drinks out to the pool and she'd let them know when things were ready. 

We went to one of the two objects dropped in black cloth. Mw removes the cloth. The object resembled a high bar stool with a padded seat and curved back. There was a small half moon cut out in the front of the seat. There was a small padded stool under the chair itself which slid out. That's what they had me sit in with my knees tucked up close to my tits and feet firmly in the floor. That pushed the plug firmly into my ass. Mw secured my wrists and arms behind my back with leather straps then longer leather straps around my upper body drawing me tightly against the front of the chair, the front of my neck firmly against the little half moon cit out. Another piece of padded wood slipped behind my neck and was locked into place, leaving me no wiggle room whatsoever. Talia demonstrated the chair. She sat in it and when she relaxed, declined the back slightly with a control box, her pussy was millimeters away from my mouth. I quickly understood what this was about. Locked into position, Sucking pussy. She moved her feet to pegs on the outside of the front chair legs, reclined the back more which shifted her pussy upward and exposed her asshole right at my mouth. Then she activated  a second control box which caused the little nub of my seat to vibrate and undulate against my clit.  

Talia had spent the summer in Eastern Europe, Prague and Vienna, domming sluts for money and had used this chair many times. She was fond of this particular design, had one shipped back home and that's what I found myself strapped to. 

The whole thing was diabolical. My mind went into a frenzy. Mw drove the point home saying I was just a mouth. While Talia sat in the chair, Mw summoned the other ladies back into the dungeon. Their excitement and laughter was off the charts. Talia demonstrated the device as they watched and continued until I'd sucked her to an orgasm. Then she dismounted and relinquished her position to whoever wanted to take a turn. They helped Mavis into the chair. She reclined the back, relaxed and enjoyed my mouth but did not cumm. They helped her out and one by one the other ladies took a turn and one pussy after another was presented and pressed against my mouth. Most of the women flicked on the control box that activated the undulations against my clit. On and off, just enough to drive me crazy, varying the speed of the box and in some instances causing me to orgasm. This went on forever. All of them took a turn then one by one as they felt like it they'd return to the chair and do it again. 

The second time around some of them, after an orgasm felt the need to pee and shamelessly did so, spraying into my mouth and over my face. Although there's nothing new about women peeing in my face, it was far more humiliating knowing my face was locked into place, had no way to avoid, no where to go, no more flexibility than a commode, except to take it and thank them. It got all over me; a mouth to suck them and a commode to receive their piss. That's when I really had my strongest orgasms. 

After God only knows how long of this, and all of them satisfied, they released all of the straps and I just laid back on the floor exhausted. I didn't lay there long before several of them picked me up and dropped me in the piss puddle collected on the black oilcloth. By then it didn't  matter. I probably laid there for 10-15 minutes before they met me get up and stagger to my knees. I looked up at them and had this feeling of utter helplessness and servitude. 

Mw let me rest a few minutes before we moved on. She assured me she knew my mouth was worn out and wouldn't be required during the next event. I could only wonder what she meant but I thanked her. Finally I got to my feet, swayed unsteadily to the bar and Mw gave me some water and ate an energy snack. Someone took the piss cover oilcloth to the bathroom.

From there they moved me to the other device and removed the black cloth. This one looked far more sinister. Several pieces of wood clamped together that formed a thick post probably 15-16 inches square, the wooden column rising probably three feet upward, and the column secured to a large metal plate on the floor. On one side and braced to the column was a little platform that stuck out probably about 18-20 inches. The platform was probably about 6-8 inches from the top of the column, was padded as was the top of the column. 

They had me get up on the platform on my knees, bend across the top of the column. And extend my arms down the opposite side of the column. Only then did I realize there were two rings mounted a few inches from the floor which thy tied my wrists to. They removed my stilettos And hose. Then tied my calves and ankles to the platform then tied a long rope around my waist and upper thighs, then ran ropes from each side of that role down to the rings. The effect was that my thighs were straight up toward the ceiling, and my back sloping down at a sharp angle. I knew my ass now became a perfect target. For good measure, they tied my thighs tightly together. 

My head was slightly lower that my knees which freaked me out, I had the sensation that I'd fall forward but Talias rope work kept me secure. My piss soaked hair hung around my face. 

They pulled the plug out of my ass and I knew my hole was gapping wide open. Again, I could not move my piss covered body an inch in any direction. I literally trembled in fear all over. Someone traced their fingers around my swampy cunt and gaping hole, I quivered.

Mw for down on her knees and pulled my hair away from my face and told me to recall that the first time she ever met me in that hotel room, to her I was just an ass and a mouth. I told her I remembered. She told me to chair was a reminder of the purpose of my mouth and this device and position would remind me of the purpose of my ass. She got to her feet ad walked away. I couldn't see anybody or anything. 

Then it began. The women, now well lubricated with champagne and drinks, started inserting things in and out of my ass. One of them, Talia probably, stuck something in my ass and within seconds I felt this surge of electricity claiming my asshole. I screamed. They used that device off and on at will. Each time shocking my hole sending shivers and screams through me. They alternated that with dildos and insertion devices constantly. At one point they should led me with what I figured out was an electric prod. They'd hold it against my cunt briefly, then stick my asshole then my butt cheeks. They alternate that with whippings, using a crop, a whip, and whatever. They caned my ass and thighs until I was delirious with pain.  While thy caned me, they zapped my nipples, my tits were lying flat against the top of the column, with the cattle prod. I creed and screamed. Mw to,d me to tell her that I was hers. I'd scream it out. Mw Demi dead me that she'd gone relatively easy on me in my first couple of months with her but now it was a different day, that I was now her slave unconditionally. She or several of them caned and cropped the soles of my feet until they ached. After rapping my ass with about everything they could think of, one of them stick the prod against my cunt, turned it up and I came like crazy, crying and screaming. 

Then they stopped and walked to the bar. Mw told me I'd probably visit everyone of these women in the near future and beg them to use me. I cried that I would. Then they untied me a dlet me off this damn thing. I quickly found that the soles of my feet were so swollen and tender that I could walk and sank to al fours. Mw told me that was on purpose in order that I'd have to crawl like a dog bitch. 

They lifted me up to a low table, retired my wrists to the sides of the table and told me to stick my ass back. I did. When I did they tied my ankles against my thighs. They blindfolded me again and tied my tits around the base until they swelled. Then the ass fucking started. One by one different women took turns fucking my ass which was already raw and in pain. They lubed me several times which enabled them to fuck me more. Whether all of them of some of them ass fucked me, I don't know. Several of them beat the heck out of my tits with the crop, cane and a strap. But throughout all this Mw and others kept reminding me I was just an ass and a mouth. By now I was deep into subspace and even questioned my sanity. 

She it was apparent that I couldn't think straight, that I'd been ass fucked senseless, and delirious with lain, Mw called a halt to things. 

Mavis pulled my head up, spit I toy face and told me she was proud of me and I was in a good place and where I belonged. She had to leave and Mw had previously arranged a hired car to drive her home. Angie also left as did Frayne. Priscilla who remarked she had to be in church tomorrow, Sunday, that produced tons of laugher. Each of the women who left gave me their personal praise or words to that effect at my new life. 

That left Tara, Talia, Lorraine and Joyce plus Mw. They untied me and lifted me off the table to my hands and knees in the floor. Mw leashed me, said the dungeon is a mes and is clean it tomorrow at some point but we'd go upstairs. I crawled after her, up the stairs and we all went out to the pool. When we got upstairs I noticed that it was 1:45 in the morning. We'd been at this for nearly five hours. 

Mw told me to get in the pool and get the stink off my body so I crawled to the side and rolled in. The water felt like heaven. But when I got out I realized there wasn't a place in my body that didn't hurt. Mw had a little talk with me in front of the other four and commended me for staying with what was offered that evening.  She told me she and Talia, the architect of the evenings events, had considered all of this carefully and knowing my past history, figured I'd be able to take what was offered. She said that Priscilla told her before she left, that she's never dreamed any woman could take such treatment and maybe she needed to reconsider her approach to me. Tara fold me she was elated to find such a whore and had been disappointed in two other white women she'd attempted to treat this way. She reiterated that her goal was to teach her daughter more of what I could take. There was more of this type of conversation but I gathered that all of them were pleased. 

Mw told me she was sure I was exhausted but before I was allowed sleep, I had one more duty from perform, to suck pussy and ass again. That's what I did, first Joyce who told me she could see many delightful days ahead for me at her house in the country, then Tara, then Lorraine who  said I was a model for her slut Linda to emulate, then Talia who told me how she relished unleashing her sadism on me and I ranked up there with the best sluts in Eastern Europe she encountered over the summer except who who took more, and finally Mw. When I finished sucking ass and pussy around 3:00 in the morning, Mw led me downstairs and crawling downstairs is difficult to say the least. The others followed us down. 

But instead of taking e to my bed in the storage room she ok me back to the dungeon and to,d me I'd sleep in a cage, that anything else would be inappropriate for a slave. Mercifully she led me to the largest cage and gave me two blankets and a pillow then locked me in while the others giggled. I fell asleep immediately. 

The following morning, Louise came down and let me out, let me pee, then told me that MW's instructions were to clean this mess up throughly. So I did, crawling around on my hands and knees which by now were as sore as the rest of me. I consisted around noon and crawled upstairs to find Mw and the other four relaxing around the pool. 

I ate each of them off again. Then Mw told me to lie down on my back and frig myself off. So with legs spread wide open toward them, I frigged off the thanked her. I kneeled up and she and Talia examined the bruises which were plentiful and stark reminders of the previous evening.  Talia,mine Queen of sadism, felt that more should have been done to my tits. Mw told her when I recovered she'd lend her to me and let her accomplish the task. 

Then Mw summoned Louise out to the pool. She told her to strip naked and then told me to suck Louise off as thanks for her behind the scenes participation in my debacle. Louise sat and I crawled to her and sucked her pussy off them twinges her ass in front of the others. Mw told me Louise had rights to me every day until further notice, also that I should not attempt to walk on my feet until at least Tuesday. I simply thanked her and said yes ma'am. 

Louise hesitated and then asked Mw if she could state an opinion. Mw agreed. Louise said she thought it was unfair that she had not had a chance to beat me some. Mw nodded in agreement the to,d Louise to get what she required and beat me but to do it out here on the pool deck. Louise returned with a crop and some rope. She positioned me on my back and tied me, left wrists to left ankle, right wrist to right ankle. Then she had me assume some that resembled a bridge position, with my hips raised. She demanded that I keep my hips raised, legs apart, and I nodded. Then she flailed my sore cunt 15 times, had me count off the strokes, until,she finished and I was withering in pain. The she turned to Mw and thanked her. The others giggled. 

By now it was mid afternoon and the others needed to leave. One final time they pissed on me and bid me goodbye. Mw went inside and left to to absorb the sun and let the piss dry on my body. 

Louise came back later and united me and threw me back in the pool for a minute the told me to crawl out, I did. She told me mistress was taking a nap and to follow her downstairs. I crawled after her. She put me back in the cage and locked me in then left. I fell asleep. Mw came down later and brought me some supper.  

August 13, 2015: Mw's Announcement.

Blog 15 08 13 The Announcement

Thursday afternoon around 3 o'clock, MW summoned me to the living room, naked as I have been all week. She slowly and sensually roped my wrists behind me and cinched my elbows close together then told me some of my little friends, her term for the girls, would be here soon for a swim in the pool. 

A few minutes later, Cerise, Pamela and Vanessa arrived and immediately clustered around me and taunted me with their giggly laughter, kissing and fondling me until my cunt was soaked. Mw diverted their attention to the pool and I watched as they shed their shorts and tops, revealing their darling bikinis underneath. 

Mw told me to follow them out to the pool which I did. She had me turn toward the French doors that opened out onto the pool deck, folded a towel on the pool deck next the doors and told me to kneel on the towel facing away the pool. I did so. Then she took a suction dildo cock and balls and mounted it on the glass of the French doors in front of my face and told me to start sucking it. Once I'd attained the proper sucking motion she told me not to stop while she and the girls swam and discussed some exciting news. 

They all went into the pool while I sucked the dildo, my back toward them and listened to their delightful, excited voices making references about the old white whore sucking a fake cock. My cunt became wetter by the minute. 

After they'd enjoyed themselves in the water and dried off, they went back inside closing the French doors behind them. Clustered on the opposite side of the French doors from me, where I still sucked the fake cock, Mw told them something that produced squeals of girlish laughter.

Then she opened the doors and told me to come inside that they were ready for me.

We went upstairs to one of the guest bedrooms. They positioned me face down on the bed, wrists and elbows still tied behind me, put several pillows under my hips to raise my ass, spread my legs wide apart, and tied my ankles to the corners of the bed.  

She told me the girls had permission to spank my ass and cunt to their hearts content after which she had some news to share with me. The girls began spanking my ass with paddles and a crop Mw provided. At first it was all of them at once until Cerise got on the bed and slid her pussy up to my face. I sucked her with the other two paddled away. 

At about this point, MW's cell phone rang, and she went downstairs returning with Tara who supposedly stopped by after work to see how her daughter and friends were doing. Somehow all of this was strangely coordinated and I began to wonder if there wasn’t something deeper. She laughed and commented that her daughter was learning how to deal with whitey. She and Mw watched as Cerise untangled her legs from my cumm smeared face and returned to beat my ass and cunt. Vanessa took Cerise's place and lifted my head into her swampy pussy.  By the time I sucked her off, I was in tears from Cerise and Pamela who'd focused on whipping my asshole with the crop and a hair brush. 

Pamela followed Vanessa and spread her legs around my face and pulled my face into her pussy. Cerise and Vanessa became demonic little mistresses whipping my ass, cunt and thighs until I was crying profusely, lost in subspace and sucking Pamela to a cumm. 

When it was all over, or so I thought, Tara picked up the crop and whipped my ass then shoved her fingers into my cunt until I came. I laid there sobbing and ebbing until Mw told the girls to untie my legs and position me in front of her. I knelt and shook until my crying ebbed.

Mw told me she had happy news, that an arrangement had been reached with both of you, and, I would staying here at least through Halloween, perhaps a very long time depending on the circumstances. I blurted out an OMG yes and cried for joy. She said she'd keep me naked until I forgot what clothes were for and I'd continue to serve her, her friends, the girls and any woman who wanted to shell out a few bucks to use me. 

My tears resumed, this time not from the pain but from sheer joy and gratitude, I shook uncontrollably and bent forward to thank her and kissed her feet. She untied my hands and elbows. I sobbed and clasped my hands around her ankles and said that I'd never felt so compete in all my life; I would be hers for as long as she would have me, that I was committed to being her slave unconditionally and that she could do anything to me. 

She raised my face and kissed my messy lips passionately and said “anything” is a very powerful word and my time with her may become more intense. I told her I didn’t care. She turned to Tara and told her to use her attorney skills to draw up an ownership agreement indicating that I was now her unconditional slave, a document both she and I would sign and Tara and another friend would witness. Then she turned back to me and asked if I understood that I would be signed my free will over to her and the document Tara drafted would treat me as property. I about fucking came at the thought and indicted I understood. She indicated that when the documentation was signed, she planned to have a ceremony.

Tara and the girls left shortly afterwards. Mw took me to her bed and I ate her off before she fucked me. She went downstairs and I sent both of you a quick im but of course no details. I fell asleep almost immediately. Later that night she joined me in her bed.  

I’m really excited about this and hope you both are also. My love, e