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.