Tuesday, August 23, 2016

Aug 22, 2016: Louise Returns

Louise has returned and it was predictable though she didn't get here until late Monday afternoon. She and MW had a private conversation and then I was summoned and knelt naked in front of her. I gave her the money I earned fucking the four women Friday night and told her how I earned it. I showed her the multiple bruises and rope marks from my ordeal. I also told her I had been naked since 1 June and was forbidden to wear clothes until further notice  She rolled in laughter. Mw smilingly told her to relax and enjoy me for the rest of the afternoon and evening and her duties would not start until Tuesday morning. 

Louise had me carry her suitcases and two boxes of stuff up to her room. Within minutes she had me in her bed licking her pussy and sucking her ass until she had rocked off multiple orgasms. Then she had me unpack her suitcases and boxes of miscellaneous stuff and put those in the bureau and closet. As I did that she told me I was a bigger whore now that when she left. 

After unpacking her things, she told me to go get a strappy, lube, four ropes, a crop, flogger and a paddle and that she was going to put me in my place. When I returned I knelt and presented her all the items that she wanted then she tied me facedown spread to the four corners of her bed with several pillows under my hips to raise my ass. 

I waited in trepidation and anticipation while she verbally degraded with about everything she could think of. Then she climbed on the bed and started playing with my cunt and laughing about how gooey and dripping it was and made me tell her how much I wanted her to beat and fuck me. I seriously begged and told her I was her white trash slut. She beat my still bruised ass with everything I'd brought then use the crop and flogger on my cunt to get me worked up. She put on a strappy and fucked my cunt until I came twice. She backed out, beat my ass some more, lubed it and eased the strappy into my hole and fucked my ass, slowly at first then at full tempo until I was screaming and crying and telling her that I was her fuck toy and slut. She pinched my clit and I came again. 

I laid there in tears thinking that Dominique was never like this and reflecting that Louise had years of experience with me. In short, she was damn good. She untied me from the bed and dragged me into the bathroom. She retied my hands behind my back, closed the drain to the tub and had me squat in the tub and pee. While I did she stood in front of me, pissed on my head and face and into my mouth. She pushed me down, laughed at me lying in piss and tied my ankles together. She stripped naked, turned on the shower, stood over me and showered. By the time she was finished, i was lying in a tub full of dirty water and piss. 

She dried off and dressed, went down to the kitchen to get something to eat. When she came back she pissed on me again before draining the tub and untying me. She had me bend across the commode and fucked my cunt again, then told me to shower, go downstairs and make myself a sandwich and then and join her in bed. I ate her off again then she fell asleep. 

The following morning, i reported in to Mw. She told me to get used to this, that Louise had a lot of frustrations to work off.   

Sunday, August 21, 2016

Aug 20, 2016: Four Women at a Hotel

Friday evening MW said she had someone lined up for me. I showered, and fixed my hair and at her instructions put on a pair of black pumps and a beige mini-dress that buttoned down the front, buttons of course left unbuttoned. We left the house around 8:30 and drove to a hotel in the suburbs adjacent to an interstate. She parked at the end of the building and using a key card she already had, came in through the side door and took the elevator to the fourth floor. Halfway down the hallway she took my dress leaving my naked and gave me the key card to room 418. 

I opened the door and froze. Four black women who I'd never laid eyes on before were impatiently waiting for me and burst into shouts and laughter. Mw pushed me into the room and locked the door. The women’s comments immediately became taunting and raunchy. All of them were probably around 40, two were reasonably well proportioned, one was chubby and one was ultra-fat. The room reeked of their perfume and liquor from a makeshift bar they'd created. Mw let me absorb my humiliation and fate for a moment then told them this is the whore, pay up. Money quickly changed hands. Mw counted it, then told them I was theirs for three hours, do anything they wanted and enjoy. She then settled herself in one of the two chairs in the room. I quickly looked at the clock by the bed and noted it was 9:10.

They surrounded me, groping me and mocking me for being naked and having a smooth cunt. One of them stuck her fingers into my cunt and told me … “bitch, we're gonna have some fun with you tonight”. She ran her fingers through my hair while one woman pulled my nipples then roughly shoved me onto the king sized bed. The chubby one opened a large paper bag and pulled out rope, dildos and paddles. They wrestled me face down on the bed; one woman sat on my shoulders while another twisted my arms behind me and tied my wrists behind my back. I struggled. Another woman sat on my ass while the other two pulled my ankles back against my thighs and tied my legs, left ankle to left thigh, right to right. I was completely helpless. They rolled me over onto my back. I stared up at them as two women began undressing and listened to their verbal humiliation about being a fucking whore, a stupid cunt and naked white trash. One of the nude women sat on my face and pushed her hairy cunt against my mouth. One of the others stuck fingers in my cunt and laughed that the bitch was sopping wet. The one nestled over my face began to ride my face. It wasn't so much me licking her as it was her grinding off of my face until she came. The plump one, now down to a pink bra replaced the one on my face but turned her ass to my mouth. Another one titled my face to this woman’s ass and ordered me to suck ass. I did amidst a bevy of mocking, jeering comments. The third woman mounted my face, turned her ass to my mouth and I sucked her while the fingers into my cunt were replaced by a dildo. After the three women had their first orgasms, the last one, the ultra-fat woman, shimmied out of her purple dress and took off her black bra and panties. She laid face down on the bed and the other three quickly pulled me off my back, put me in a bent over kneeling position. The ultra-fat woman pulled her ass cheeks apart and the others shoved my face between her fat ass cheeks and forced my mouth against her smelly asshole and told me to suck. Helpless, I did. The others separated my knees as far apart as possible and began attacking my cunt and ass with fingers and dildos. This kept on until I came while sucking ass. Their talk was now completely jive and ghetto and my face a smelly, gooey mess.
They paused for more drinks while I laid there on my right side. One of them came back, pulled me up and drizzled a drink down my throat, saying I’d probably need it. Then she pushed me to my back and began biting my nipples while another one rammed fingers then her whole hand into my cunt. The woman biting my nipples shifted her pussy over my face and I ate her to a cumm again and then sucked the ultra-fat womans pussy.
They pulled me off the bed and had me on my knees on the floor. One woman slapped my tits with a belt. Another stood behind me and positioned my upturned face right under her pussy and pissed on the top of my head. Another pissed across my tits, tummy and pussy. Then the ultra-fat woman locked my face between her hideously fleshy thighs and pissed straight into my face. Mw called one woman over to her and whispered something to her. She hooted and told me to piss for them. As I did she caught most of it in a red solo cup, then added tequila and told me to drink it. Thy went ape crazy with laughter then kicked my piss soaked body to the floor and the sex started all over again. They decided the floor hurt their knees and lifted me back on the bed. I pleaded that my legs were numb and my knees severely aching. They untied my legs and also my hands saying I sure as hell wasn’t going anywhere.
This mayhem continued. Being untied gave them more freedom to jerk and pull me around by my hair, tits and arms. Sometimes I was on my back being queened, other times on my knees on the bed while they stood over me forcing my face into their pussies or asses. One of them sat on the edge of the bed and draped me across her lap while they all spanked me with their paddle and a belt. Then the ultra-fat one picked me up and dropped ceremoniously back onto the bed. Mw told them I needed a sound beating and don’t hold back. They pulled my legs back over my head while they pinned my arms to the bed and fucked my cunt and ass and them beat my cunt, ass and thighs. The chubby one pulled me up to my knees and pinned my arms behind me while the ultra-fat one slapped my face, spit on me and slapped my tits. One of the two well-proportioned women stood in front of me and had me suck her off for probably the fourth of fifth time. I seriously lost track of how many times I sucked ass or pussy or sucked their tits or licked their armpits throughout this drunken debauchery.
Around midnight, Mw told them their time was almost up. To finish me off, they put towels on the floor, stretched me out on the floor, one holding my hands above my head, another holding my feet. One after the other they face sat me jeering at me to get a final taste of their cumm and ass. Then they drenched me with piss again and told me I was the most worthless piece of shit they’d ever seen and they sure as hell got their monies worth. With that they cleaned up some, dressed, thanked Mw and asked if they could have me again. Mw said … maybe. They left smiling and laughing about having the best "girls night out" ever.
I laid there like a lifeless noodle. Mw didn’t say anything for a moment then told me to sit up. I rolled to one side then sat. She told me I needed this, that I shouldn’t get too absorbed in seducing Daphne’s girls who didn’t fully understand me and I needed a good working over by women who appreciated the opportunity to abuse her property. She helped me to my feet and guided me to the bath tub and filled it. I soaked in the tub and let the water work its magic then she drained the tub and told me to shower. When I came out of the bathroom, she put $40.00 on the table, saying the maids would have a major task to get this room cleaned. We left around 1:20 a.m.
On the ride home she said the women paid her a total of $600.00 for the experience. Furthermore, she told me that when Louise comes back on Sunday I would give her this money as a welcome home present and I’d be expected to explain to her in complete detail how it was earned. Her only other comment was that she thought these women did a thorough job on me and I’d more than likely see them again sometime. Then I thanked her for the experience of allowing me to serve her.
Who these women were or where they came from or how Mw connected with them, I have no idea. And as you can gather from my narrative, I don’t even know their names.
Forever yours, e.

Tuesday, August 9, 2016

Aug 9, 2016: An Update on Linda as Requested

Wednesday, August 3, 2016

July 30, 2016: Daphnes Girls here for a Swim

Mw sent her favorite driver, Doreen to pick up the girls. I can only imagine how much that thrilled them. Nonetheless they arrived around 3:00 on Wednesday. Mw had me standing naked in the foyer with my legs spread, hands clasped behind my head, and tits thrust forward. They bounded into the house not knowing whether to run to me or scream in awe at the sumptuousness of MW's home. Delilah was the first to come to me, giggling at my provocative stance and boldly touch my nipples, sending shivers down my body. Mw released me from my pose and I hugged both of them. 

She led them upstairs to a guestroom where they could change into their swim suits while I went to the kitchen and put cupcakes that I previously baked and glasses of lemonade on a tray. When they came down I presented the tray of goodies to them bending over and letting my tits dangle close to their faces. My cunt just throbbed from doing that. Delilah had a cute little bikini, and shades of gold and pink sweetly showing off her developing breasts, Misha looked very sassy in a green bikini. 

After munching on cupcakes downing a lemonade we all went out to the pool, including Mw. A few minutes later Dominique joined us and MW introduced her and explained her position in the household. For this occasion, Dominique had purchased water toys that she thought the girls would enjoy. We frolicked in the pool for well over an hour and then came inside to escape the heat of the day, well into the upper 90s. After a brief rest we all went back. More playing. There was ample opportunity for contact with the girls.  I'd scoop them up one at a time, hold them in my arms and bounce them up and down in the water. I even stole kisses from both of them. Delilah “accidently” touched my  nipples more than once and at one time I had my hands cupping her butt cheeks and swirling her around in the water. 
When we got out the second time, i brought the girls up to the guest room where they initially changed. I suggested that they take showers and I’d do their hair and rub them with aloe lotion. However, after about 10 minutes of pampering Misha decided she wanted to go back in the pool.
That left Delilah and me alone. I asked to bathe her but she decided she'd shower them I could fix her hair. When she was finished, she called for me and I found her wrapped in a towel and seated on the vanity stool. I did her hair, stroked her neck and kissed her again. She turned back to kiss me and when she did the towel slipped off her. I think she did it on purpose. We kissed then I cradled her in my arms and led her to the bed. She put her arms around my neck while I kissed her ears, shoulders, breasts and nipples. I told her how precious her body was and wanted to touch her pussy. she never really answered and i took that as a yes. I palmed her pussy and whispered for her to show me how she could cum. I encouraged her to please touch me, anywhere, my tits, nipples, pussy, hair, anything. She cupped my tits, I sucked hers while I played with her, then slowly slid to her pussy and began circling her clit with my tongue. I wanted to be her whore, her slut. This went on in some variation or another for quite some time, massaging her clit while kissing her mouth, slowly slipping a finger in her. She moaned, I told her to relax, enjoy and cumm. Squeaking out little moans, she did. I gently kissed her pussy then held her.
I laid back and guided her hand to my cunt. Her touch was tentative but oh so good. I told her to put her fingers in me. She did but her motions were uncoordinated. I guided her hand until she was in me. She said Daphne told her I was a whore. I told all that was true and I wanted to be her whore.  She asked if this made me feel good. I told her yes to keep doing it, to do more, deeper and faster. I kept pushing her hand in deeper. I told her to call me a whore. She did. I kept guiding her, telling her I was a bad woman and needs a black girl to make me cumm. I talked about how bad I was and her hand in me made me feel good, encouraging her anyway I could.
At some point through this buildup, Misha came into the room to see what was going on. She screamed “OMG you’re fucking her!” She jumped up on the bed to get a closer look and I pulled her face to mine and kissed her then pulled her mouth to my nipples and told her to please bite them. As soon as she did, I came like a banshee. I hugged both of them. They giggled. Misha said I was as bad as her mom said I was.
As I sat up, I saw Mw standing across the room by the door. She laughed then came to the girls and hugged them, telling the girls she was proud of them. What I found out later was Mw intuitively knew what was going on in the bedroom and finally encouraged Misha to go take a look.
We went downstairs and I put the meat sauce that I’d prepared earlier in the day on the stove to heat and prepared the spaghetti noodles. The girls talked incessantly and asked if I could come see them and if they could come back over again. Mw said all of that would happen. After dinner Mw called for Doreen to pick the girls up.  
Hope you approve. Kisses, e.

July 24, 2016: Meeting Daphne's Girls

Ma’am, here is the episode I wrote earlier and sent to Mw. She added some info as well. 

A few days ago MW told me we were going to see Mavis, dressed me in a black quarter cup bra, garter belt and seamed dark hose and red high heel peep toe pumps. I teased my hair and fixed it very stylishly and went “definitely slutty” on my makeup.  She gave me a black silk short robe but left it open so that the front of my body remained completely exposed. She had me take the travel bag with an assortment of toys. I sat in the front seat with her and we drove to Mavis house.  

Mavis obviously was expecting us and to my surprise, Hannah was there also. This was the first time Mw and Hannah met each other. Mavis had prepared tea and cookies. I removed the robe and served them. We chatted briefly, Mavis had me kneel and describe the things that I have been doing, essentially what I wrote to you recently. After finishing the tea Mavis said she was ready to go. I looked puzzled. Mw told me to stand. She asked Mavis and Hannah their opinion on whether to leave the bra on or not and should I be restrained when I met these people and if so how. Mavis thought the bra gave my tits a nice lift and my nipples were exposed but debated if it might be better if my tits were fully exposed and the sag of my tits more evident. They kicked that around but decided the bra should stay on. As for restraints they debated between rope, knowing how much tying me with rope heightens my submissiveness and anticipation but decided the slave chains that Tisha got me years ago made more of a statement. Mw and Hannah pulled my arms behind me attached the metal bracelets connected by about 6” of chain around my wrists, the connected that to the waist chain then locked the ankle cuffs on me and attached the chain from the waist to the ankles. I quivered wondering what awaited me. Mw inserted a red ball gag in my mouth then attached a collar and a short red leash. She draped the robe around my shoulders and we walked out to her car, the chains clanking with every step.  

Hannah sat in front with Mw and Mavis in back with me. As we rode to wherever, Mavis played with my cunt, dragged her fingers through my slit, around my clit and down my inner thigh's. My cunt oozed. My thoughts were muddled between her teasing, my anxiety of where we were going, and who they were taking me to see. We turned into a neighborhood of older small brick ranch style houses made another turn and then into a driveway and pulled up to an old garage. I freaked; we were at Daphne's. 

instantly I recalled the number of times I've been fucked in that garage. I reeled at the thought that I would be back in the garage on this particularly sweltering 95° day.
But instead, they pulled me out of the car and quickly ushered me toward Daphne’s back door. The clanking of chains announced my arrival as we entered the house. Mw pulled the robe off me as we entered.
Daphne greeted me with exuberant laughter. But it wasn't just her. Her daughters stood to her right. I couldn't believe it; now this whole thing hit me - the excessive build up, the preparation; everything.  and my mind raced to the past. 

When I first met Daphne about eight years ago at a brunch and began a conversation with her that led to her being the first black woman I ever picked up, her daughters that morning at the brunch were age 4 and two. I had not seen the girls since then other than one time when I was tied up in the garage I saw them playing in the backyard. Another time, I don't remember how long ago, I’m pretty sure one of them peered in the window while I was being fucked before darting back to the house. 

The atmosphere inside the house was electric. Waves of humiliation swept over my face. I don't know who was more astonished, me or the two girls. But they stared at me with looks of bewilderment and amazement. MW hugged Daphne and then warmly greeted the two girls. Mavis suddenly became her old Cheshire grin self and Hannah couldn’t stop giggling. I stood there in disbelief, wanting to flee but powerless to move. Daphne hugged me, kissed my gagged mouth and boldly palmed my cunt. Her daughters laughed. She stepped back and said … “look at this, all decked out like what you are! You are something else!” Then she took my leash and pulled me in front of her daughters and introduced, Delilah, 12, and Misha who just had her 11th birthday. Then she said … this is Evie, she’s my old whore. My humiliation only deepened. 

Hannah in the meantime opened the refrigerator, pulled out a bottle of Prosecco and filled glasses. They toasted the moment. The girls began to ask questions, who is she, what’s up with this, why was I naked? Daphne looked at Mw.  
Mw shook her head “no” then said to the girls that she was pleased they asked those questions but they would get their answers from me, and to wait a minute. MW led me away from the group but within their view. She told me to think back to something she mentioned a couple of months ago -  that she had this little fantasy about a scenario where I was presented to younger girls, younger than the ones I’d been with, who had no knowledge of me and I was put in the humiliating position of revealing myself, telling them that I was a slut and wanted them to use me. She asked if I remembered that conversation. I nodded yes. She continued that she had been looking for the right opportunity and in a recent conversation with Mavis shared her thoughts. Mavis suggested Daphne's girls.  A few days ago she and Mavis had lunch with Daphne and talked about how this might happen. That led to this.

She said this isn’t anything that I haven’t encountered before, the only difference is the girls ages. Everything doesn’t have to happen today, nothing may, but judging by their reaction they’re very curious. She expected me to talk to these girls, answer their questions and ask them to use me. These girls were not tipped off about me coming and in her mind, may need time to process things, but if this worked out, over time this could become a very interesting situation. I may have to train them but Daphne is there for them, too, as is Mavis. She asked if I got it, I nodded yes. She removed the gag, walked me back to the kitchen, got a glass of Prosecco and tilted it to my lips. I drained it.  
Mw suggested that we all might be more comfortable in the living room instead of standing around the kitchen. Mavis readily agreed. We relocated there, the girls both sat on the arms of an overstuffed chair, Mavis, Hannah and Daphne on the sofa and Mw in another chair. Mw told the girls to ask their questions but before they did, she told me it would be appropriate for a slave to kneel before her betters. I knelt though the chains hampered me. Mw sensed it and said let’s get rid of those and unlocked them.
The girls peppered me with questions, the first being why was I naked and why was I a slave. I answered. Then I told them I was Ms Marion’s fulltime slave and many years ago I started seeing black women to get fucked and it had become my life. However, before I revealed that their mom and also Mavis had fucked me I turned and looked at both of them, they nodded yes. I told them their mom fucked me many times and Mavis was unbelievably significant in training me to serve black women and girls. They lost focus on me and turned to Daphne, asking her questions. She almost got embarrassed and said they’d talk later. So they asked Mavis who said it’s better that you find out these things for yourselves and they should listen to the slut kneeling in front of you. When we got back on track, I indicated that sometimes the women who fucked me let their daughters fuck me and some of those girls passed me around to their friends. One again they short-circuited and said they had lots of friends. Then they said one of their friends even beat up a white girl at the bus stop. One of them said they wanted a popsicle. They came back with grape popsicles telling me that was their favorite.  
The conversation shifted back to me. they asked if I could cumm, I told then I have, many times, and I love it when a black girl makes me cumm, especially if she has been rough with me first. Delilah boasted that she could cumm and it felt good. I wanted to ask how but didn’t. I told her I would love to make her cumm and make her feel good. She continued boasting that she knew you didn’t have to have a dick to have a cumm; you just use your fingers and your hands. I said it’s also possible by placing my mouth on your pussy and licking you. She said she knew that, she just didn’t say it. Then she asked what does being rough mean. I said spankings, hard spankings that make me hurt; being hurt makes me cumm harder. I asked her if she ever hit a white girl or even somebody older. She replied that Momma says she wasn’t supposed to but she did anyway. Daphne rolled her eyes. I returned to the topic of cumming and said I hoped sometime she would let me make her cumm. She nodded and asked if she could see my pussy. I shifted back and opened my legs. She didn’t get out of the chair but said mine is different than hers.  Then she stared talking about some pussy she saw on the internet.  
Mw signaled me and mouthed the words “swim in the pool.” I nodded and asked the girls if I could see them again and we could talk more about cumming and spankings, that they could tell me what they knew and demonstrate it on me and I could do the same. I also said Ms Marion has a pool in her backyard, would they like to come over to her house and swim. Of course. Delilah asked if they come over was I going to be naked again. I said I am always naked. She said good, because she would want to see my pussy again. I told her that she could see it anytime she wished. She asked one last question ... why did I have those chains on when I came. I’d answered that question earlier but answered it again. She asked if I wore them all the time. I said I wear what my Mistress wishes me to wear.  Mw intervened and said when they came over there could be lots of surprises for them.
With that we prepared to go. Mavis and Hannah decided to stay for dinner and Daphne would take them home later. The four of them talked privately while I talked with the girls about their dolls. I hugged both girls before we left. I also kissed Delilah on the lips.  
Mw was completely pleased and said I handled it beautifully and she felt we’d done as much as we could for an initial session. She’s obviously impressed with Delilah. I'm sure there will be more to follow.