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.