April 20, 2016: Humiliated for Ada

I mentioned in my recent email that Mw planned a casual picnic. It turned out to be quite an event and I need to share that with you.

Around 5:00 that afternoon, Mw dressed me in a quarter cup bra, heels, hose and a garter belt. She told me I would greet her guests as they arrived but in the meantime to set the table on the back patio for seven.

Talia arrived first. The sight of her, queen of all sadistic black women, completely unnerved me. After her perfunctory disparaging remarks, she and Mw sat outside on the patio and talked. That within itself caused all sorts of little triggers in my mind. Frayne and Jocelyn arrived and to my surprise a hired car brought Mavis. The greater surprise was Dominique and Ada; however, Dominque, after she and Ada chatted with Mw in private, left. That puzzled me and I figured something strange was in the air.

The guests mingled by the pool and such while I fixed drinks. I noticed that Mavis and Ada seemed to bond fairly quickly. Tara arrived late. As soon as she did, Mw told me to serve the meal. I did my typical attentive server thing, a skill Frayne taught me years ago when I served at her bridge luncheons. Dinner conversation was light and focused in a way to make Ada, as the stranger in the group, feel comfortable.

After dinner and dessert, Mw asked everyone to move their chairs to another part of the patio and arrange them in a circle. She instructed me to bring several beach towels and lay them in the center of this circle, stand there and take my bra off. My anticipation factor was off the charts.

Talia approached me with several coils of rope. She crossed my wrists behind me, tying them securely, then used two coils of rope to tie my upper arms and encasing my upper body and tightly wrapping my tits until they bulged. Giggles and remarks emanated everywhere. I noticed Ada seemed fixated. Talia had me sit on the towels. She crossed my ankles tying ropes in a crisscross pattern which forced my knees apart. She looped ropes behind my right knee, pulled the rope around my back then to the left knee. More rope followed the same pattern, then ropes from my knees around the back of my neck until my thighs were almost against my tits. She proclaimed this as a traditional Japanese torture position or ball tie then rattled off some Japanese phrase which she translated as “the true meaning of helplessness.” Regardless, I was pulled into a tiny tight package. She stuffed a pair of soiled panties in my mouth then wrapped black tape around my mouth and head and finished me off with a stretchy blindfold over my eyes and her words of “suffer, bitch.”

To demonstrate her meaning of helpless, she kicked me from side to side and encouraged others to do the same. Each nudge of their feet pushed me from my right side to the left, back and forth, then to my back so my cunt and ass were diabolically exposed. She said anything she wanted to do to me was now possible and I could do nothing to stop it. As if to make her point, she eased a lubed plug into my asshole.

She talked, no doubt for Ada’s benefit, of the many times she’s literally tortured me. Others detailed how they’d exploited and humiliated me. Mavis spoke of caging me in her basement almost weekly during one summer. Jocelyn added the humiliation from last summer at the farm, Frayne added training me as her server and letting a variety of friends fuck me. Tara added her view of sadistic punishment and letting Pamela and her teenage girlfriends use me. Mw, of course, had much to add.

Throughout this, they kept putting their feet on me, pushing me around like a ball, back and forth, sometimes probing my cunt and taping my ass with their feet, sometimes spanking my ass, sometimes squeezing my tits and frequently spitting on me. My cunt began to resonate its perverted excitement.  

This sexual séance progressed to a wand, a dildo and a vibrator. They fucked me senseless. I squirted, something I haven’t done in a while but the constant humiliation and exhibitionism as much as the stimulation had to be a factor. I came repeatedly. After a pause they pulled the plug out and pushed the vibe in my ass, put the wand on my clit and the dildo in my cunt to set me off again, squirting and cumming. I couldn’t help it; I couldn’t stop moaning and cumming. Emotionally and physically, I was mush.

Talia removed my gag, pulled the saliva soaked soiled panties out of my mouth then pressed her bare ass against my mouth and told me to kiss it in appreciation of her dominance. I willingly licked her hole. Then she pissed in me. That brought a loud gasp of OMG, presumably from Ada.

Mw summed up the evening with words, certainly addressed to Ada, that … this is what we do, this is how we use her and we hope you will set aside your prohibitions about white women and enjoy her from time to time. Ada said something to the effect that she’d never seen anything like this. Mavis laughingly added that the best thing about having an older white slut as your bitch, is playing humiliating games with her ripe body and making her do things she didn’t think she was capable of.

My mind was spinning. I’ve not encountered many black women who were reluctant to use me, though there have been some, and who couldn’t think up things to do on their own. But Ada definitely got a road map.

Basically that was it. I did not suck anybody off nor did anybody fuck me other than what I described.

Frayne, Tara and Jocelyn left. The hired car came to pick up Mavis. On her way out she told me it was one of my sluttiest performances. Dominique came to get Ada. When she saw me she said “holy shit, what a bitch!” Mw said something about hopefully her mom got an eyeful tonight. Talia said something to Dominique about needing to talk later.

Mw and Talia enjoyed a drink and a joint with their feet on my bound body. Mw said I needed to properly thank Talia for helping her construct such a wonderful evening. Talia partially untied me, releasing the ropes that held me in a ball position then squatted over my face and had me lick her off. Then she untied everything else and left.  

Mw filled me a little bit. After I returned here around the 12^th or so following a few days at the girl’s apartment, she contacted Ada to say some positive things about her briefly using me. Ada, however, said it wouldn’t happen again, that she didn’t like white women and did what she did at the apartment mainly to make Dominique happy. Mw decided that was nonsense; Ada needed a little nudge. She concocted this little gathering of mature women who’ve enjoyed me, as a way to expand Ada’s view and perhaps add another mom/daughter to the agenda, something she really enjoys. Both she and Talia have talked to Dominique who seems more than willing.

When she finished her explanation she let me make love to her pussy. She is pleased with the good vibes and very pleased that she created such an atmosphere that I squirted. I love her; I love you, e.

April 8, 2016: Dominique and Jackie

I’ll share some details about Jackie and Dominique, the two friends of the girls who stopped by on Friday afternoon the 8^th while I was with the basketball girls.

I was downstairs doing laundry, Tierney opened the basement door and told me to get my white ass up here, they had something important for me to do. Totally unsuspecting and naked, I came upstairs thinking it was some other household chore. But instead I found Tierney and Jalena in the living room with two new girls.

Before I could react, Tierney grabbed my arms and pinned them behind my back and waltzed me over to where these girls were sitting and introduced me as the white bitch they’d been talking about.

Their mild giggling rapidly turned to total laughter as Tierney told me to stick my hips forward and spread my legs so her friends could get a good look at my cunt. To emphasize her point, she pushed her thigh against my butt, ensuring my cunt was prominently displayed, then pushed me a couple of steps closer to them.

Jackie and Dominique began this impish teasing, telling me they’d heard a lot of stories about me, that they weren’t sure I existed because no white woman could be such a honky bitch. The impish teasing turned to sneering sarcastic comments, relating what they’d heard about me, a low life bitch who got off being used by black pussy. Remarks got more cutting and degrading. Every so often Tierney would jerk my arms tighter behind me and tell me to say “yes Maam.”

Suffice it to say, when I initially came upstairs I wasn’t the least bit aroused or wet. But as this little charade went deeper, I could feel my cunt getting aroused. They saw it, too, and piled on more dirty talk about my whore juices starting to flow. Dominique dragged her finger through my slit and laughed.

Tierney released her grip on my arms and turned me around with my ass toward the guests, bent me over. She told me to reach behind me and spread my cheeks. I did it. The girls laughed their butts off. Tierney wasn’t satisfied and told me to spread my cunt and my ass wider, that her friends deserved to see how used my whore holes were. I did it. She had me bend deeper until my tits hung down more and I was looking back between my spread legs at her friends laughing faces.

The tell-tale whip marks on my ass cheeks and the back of my thighs were clearly obvious from yesterday’s beating by some of the girls. Dominque asked me if I got off on having my butt beat and did I like displaying myself like some strip club whore. Meekly I replied yes maam.

Dominique told me to stand, turn around and let her get a look at my front again. I did. She asked me how old I was, I told her. She razed me about my age and said I was old enough to know better and any whore who does this at my age must be some kind of mindless bitch who gets off on this shit.

Dominique, by far the more demonstrative of the two new girls told me that if grooved on making a fool of myself, she’d make sure I did. She told me to sit on the edge of the table and spread my legs. Again, I did, realizing that now I was responding to her commands. She spit in my face and told me to say thank you. I did. Inside I was shaking. Then she told me to play with myself. Mortified but totally lost, I began rubbing my cunt. She told me to act like some street corner whore and get fingers in my cunt, play with my tits and make her think I wanted to do this. I plunged fingers into my wet cunt. Whatever she told me to do, I did. She kept telling Tierney that I was the worst old bitch she’d ever seen. Jackie chimed in and told me to think like I was on stage in front of an audience of paying customers who wanted to see me cumm. The imagery sent me ballistic. When I reached the edge, I frantically asked both of them for permission. Dominique said I damn well better cumm and it better be sincere. Believe me, it was.

Ebbing, I leaned against the table for support as they giggled at my swollen, glistening cunt. Dominique told Tierney they wanted this bitch in bed. Tierney nodded to the stairs and told her which bedroom was hers, use it.

The girls pushed me ahead of them as we went upstairs to Tierney’s bedroom. For a few moments the scene was almost romantic, me sandwiched between them, some serious kissing and neck sucking. I began awkwardly tugging their jeans down until Dominique broke away and threw me on the bed. She stood beside the bed and pulled off the rest of her clothes then pounced on top of me. We rolled around, me locked in her arms, my hands finding her pussy before she spun me around and straddled my face. I don’t think my tongue was in her pussy more than 60 seconds before she came. She continued riding me while my hands roamed her body and settled on her breasts. She came again then changed positions; lying back on the pillows and her hands firmly holding my face against her snatch (as she called it.) holding my face against her was unnecessary; I was totally intoxicated licking her pussy until she came a third time.

I rolled away from her expecting Jackie to take her turn. But she was gone. Why, I’m not sure. Jealous, whatever, I don’t know. Dominique called her a damn stupid bitch and a few other choice words. Then she pushed my face back into her snatch and told me she wasn’t finished. I brought her off again. She dressed and we went downstairs, Tierney said Jackie stormed out of the house cursing everybody. Dominique said … fuck her, it’s her loss if she didn’t get her pussy eaten.

Before Dominique left she said to Tierney that her mom would enjoy meeting this bitch (me). They made arrangements for later that night. I heard all of this and knew what to expect. During the afternoon, Tierney had me change sheets on her bed, clean the place some and get freshened up for my “date’.  

That evening, Dominique came back with her mom, Ada. Tierney and Leticia were the only girls in the house; they had everybody else leave. They had me freshly showered, dolled up in a sheer black lingerie and heels, hands cuffed behind my back. Dominique ushered her mom in and introduced me. Ada didn’t say much, was somewhat nervous but presumably interested. They fixed her a drink then shared a joint with her. I felt awkward and tried to make polite conversation with her but Dominique told me to shut up, her mom didn’t have much to say to white women.

After probably close to a half hour, Ada said she was ready and we went upstairs to Tierney’s room. I told Ada I was accustomed to pleasing black women, I’d do whatever she wished and I enjoyed her daughter.

There was a long pause before she spoke, telling me that she didn’t usually associate with or talk to white women if she could help it because they’re all so uppity. I told her I understood, apologized for the past behavior she’d experienced and acknowledged that in my earlier years I’d been guilty of that. Then I told her that about nine years ago my outlook had changed. I referenced you, the gradual transformation to serving black women and that now I was the full time slave to a black woman. She stared at me. I took a couple of minutes to briefly fill in the gaps; Tisha, Mavis, and Mw and I accepted all black women and even girls as superior to me.

Her body relaxed.  

She told me that Dominique wasn’t really her daughter, that she’d taken her in when she was three years old because her mom was an addict. She’d raised her as her own and given her all she could. I voiced my admiration, silently thinking this explains a lot because the physical resemblance between Dominique and Ada was nil.

She asked why I was handcuffed, I said it was Tierney’s idea. She smirked and said she liked me that way. She asked why I didn’t have panties on and I responded that most black women believe my cunt should be on display. She asked what I did with Dominique and I told her.

She said sometime she might get there but right now there were other things on her mind. 

She left the room telling me she’d be back and went downstairs. I could hear conversation. She returned with a hairbrush and a leather belt. I exhaled audibly; I knew what she intended to do. She sat on the edge of the bed and told me to come lie across her lap.  I said yes maam and did. She pulled my nightie up to expose my ass cheeks and began spanking me with the brush. The more she spanked me the more worked up she became. The intensity increased then she switched to the belt, doubled it over and flailed my ass until my ass was on fire and I cried.  She said I was getting what all white women deserved and continued until she was apparently satisfied.

In a more confident tone of voice she told me to get off her lap which I did. She stood and removed her panties, pulled up her skirt and sat again. She told me to come do what whores do. Meekly I knee walked to her and lowered my head to her pussy which by now was a swamp. She spread her legs, didn’t touch my head but told me to make her day complete. I ate her, flicking my tongue around finding what seemed to bring her pleasure. For what seemed like forever, I licked, sucked and flicked her clit until she began moaning, tensed her pelvis and came. She told me to clean up the mess, I did.

She pushed me back with her foot, stood, then walked out of the room. A few minutes later Dominique came up and told me I did good, that there’d be another time for more fun. Then she went downstairs and I heard them leave.

That night I slept with Tierney.

It’s been 10 days since this happened. I’m obviously back at Mw’s. Later this afternoon so I’ve been told by Mw, there’s a picnic in her backyard. Dominique and Ada will be there. I will keep you informed. My love, e