Dec 10, 2016: Mw's Party

Mw told everyone serving to be here by 6:00. Sherrie was the last to arrive a few minutes before 6:00, just after Linda and Lorraine. Priscilla, MW's personal shopper, was already there as was Angie. The four of them (Mw, Lorraine, Angie and Priscilla) directed the three of us upstairs to a bedroom where Mw told us to strip naked and line up side by side. As if she were lecturing a group of school girls, she told us her thoughts on the evening – circulate, be open to her guests, serve drinks and food and accept whatever attention was directed at us. Then she sent us to the bathroom where Lorraine gave us enemas. After that we showered and went to Priscilla and Angie to get our hair styled and make up applied. Finally we went to where Mw waited with short but thick jeweled butt plugs for each of us. Once we were plugged the totality of all this preparation sent our minds racing.

Priscilla essentially choose our outfits for the evening: for me, a black bikini panty and bra set. The panties had string ties on the sides and the bra was a halter style with string ties behind the neck and back. Over that I wore a red sheer short robe. For Linda, a black open bottom corset, red sheer panties. For Sherrie, a super sexy black stretch lace teddy and over that a semi sheer black micro mini wrap. All of us had on seamed thigh highs and heels plus collars with a little tag in front engraved with "slut" on the tag. Sherry's outfit made her seem somewhat more demure and innocent than Linda's and mine since we were well known for our past activities.

MW gave her final approval and the four of them ushered us downstairs. The final step in this preparatory process was them placing little toy bags in inconspicuous locations in case they were needed. I snuck a kiss to Sherrie, told her I loved her and how much serving beside her excited me. 

Shortly after 8:00 guests began arriving and by 8:30 the room was filled with black women. I was amazed; I've never seen such a turn out. 

(For your reference, here’s a quick rundown of the guests. In addition to Mw ... Angie, Tara, Jill, all of who have been with Sherrie. The other women who attended were Lorraine, Talia, Priscilla, Frayne, Jocelyn, Estelle, Beverly, Fabiola, Zanthia, Greta, Hazel, Verna, Serra, Marissa, Aretha, Shantel, and Charmie. I'd been with all of them, though some infrequently, except the last three who were new to me. Aretha is a friend of Tara’s and the one I helped distribute campaign literature for though we never met, Shantel and Charmie are friends of somebody, not sure who.  Anyway, if you add all that up, 21 women. Mw corrected my initial count of 19.)  

I’d fucked the majority of them and they knew me well. Linda had fucked over half of them. Sherrie, being the newbie, was the center of attention. All of this brought out a lot of “oh’s and ah’s”, giggles and grins and eventually more salacious remarks. It didn’t take them too long to discover that we were plugged which elicited a lot of hand pats on the fanny. Sherrie was almost a flirt. Every time I glanced at her she was engaged in conversation and flashing that coquettish smile of hers. 

For the first hour and a half or so, things were cunningly predictable and flirtatious. We served drinks, trays of food, got some pats, pinches and feels from various women, more than a few hugs and kisses but as the evening progressed the women became boulder and the conversation more derogatory, thanks largely to the smoothest egg nog punch heavily laced with rum I’d ever tasted.

Tara stayed close to Sherrie and at one point was dancing with her in a tight embrace, kissing her and fondling her ass. To put it bluntly, my sister slut was like a bitch in heat being slyly pursued by Jocelyn, Angie, Tara, Jill, Lorraine and Aretha. They always seemed to be nearby. She and I happened to be at the bar refilling drinks at the same time and she told me she was getting really turned on by Aretha and Tara. I laughed a little bit and reminded her how much she’s turned on by the strong professional types.

With a gathering this large and three of us circulating, it was hard to keep track of who was doing what to whom or exactly when the first overt sexual activity began but I could just feel the moment building.

In my case, I’d gone into the kitchen to get another jug of the premixed punch. Three women were in there talking, Estelle, Marissa and Charmie. (FYI, Estelle is the aunt of one of the basketball girls who introduced me to that whole crew back in the spring, Marissa is Kali’s mom, Charmie I’d never met before.) I sensed a woman coming close behind me and whispering in my ear, “you know what they call that punch … liquid panty remover.” As she said those words, she yanked the bows of my panties and they fell to the floor exposing my ass and cunt. Laughter from other women echoed around the room as the woman quickly untied my skimpy halter top and yanked it off leaving me naked. I turned to see Zanthia who I hadn't fucked in months. She began fondling and rubbing my body with her hands telling me loudly that bitches like me needed to be naked, tied, beaten and fucked. I felt my cunt gush and began moaning “yes ma'am” to everything she said. She looked me straight in the face, leaned against the counter and said, “eat me, bitch!”  I fell to my knees in front of her as she raised her skirt. I lowered her panties and she pushed my face into her pussy.

With a mixture of shame and wantonness and strangely humiliated by Charmie witnessing this, I began licking Zanthia in front of the other women. Charmie did a “OMG, this is unreal”. Estelle told Charmie that all these bitches are like that, they’ll fuck any black woman, even their daughters and that I’d fucked her niece and whole houseful of black college girls for weeks on end. Marissa chimed in that I’d also fucked her 14-year-old daughter, too. I couldn’t see Charmie’s reaction because I was lost in Zanthia’s pussy. 

At that moment, Linda came into the kitchen asking about the punch bowl refill. When she saw me sucking pussy, she laughed. Estelle said, here’s one who fucks her own daughter and the queen bitch out there, referring to Sherrie, does it with her own daughter and friends. She grabbed Linda and said her pussy needed some attention. She bent over the counter with her butt sticking back and told her to get it.  Linda dropped to her knees and licked Estelle until she came. She released her and told her to get the damn punch out there because they were thirsty, then come back.

Zanthia, meanwhile was holding back, taunting me and making it last before rocking off multiple orgasms.  

Linda returned. Marissa impatiently grabbed her and bitched that she needed a damn cumm. Again Linda dropped to her knees and licked pussy. Charmie muttered something about she couldn’t believe these bitches. Estelle encouraged her to get it on.  Charmie declined, saying she didn’t want to interrupt anybody’s fun. Zanthia laughed and said there’s plenty to go around, jump in and take what you need.

But Talia came into the kitchen and snickered that the sluts were doing their thing and she wondered how long it would take for this party to get messy. She said things were heating up with the princess bitch, referring to Sherrie.   

Zanthia said we needed to see what Sherrie was getting into. She pulled me with her. Charmie and Estelle followed. I looked like hell, my face a mess, naked except for hose and heels but at this point I figured it wasn’t a big deal; I wanted to see my sister slut.

Sherrie had lost the sexy wrap and was in the stretch lace teddy locked in an embrace between Tara and Aretha, one leg hiked up on a table, Aretha’s hand inside the top of the teddy squeezing her tits and another black hand rubbing across her cunt. The sheen on Sherrie’s face was evident she’d been sucking somebody’s pussy.  Aretha was leaning into her face asking if it was true that she wanted to be spanked hard. Sherrie groaned “yes” as if she was in a daze, or, as if she’d had way too many cups of punch. Tara, Aretha, Jill and Jocelyn lifted her to the table and positioned her on hands and knees. Aretha kissed her deeply again and hissed that she was going to make this highly interesting for her. Then she blindfolded her. I figured right then that somebody had spilled the beans about Sherrie. I know that two things set her off – spankings and blindfolds and both together send her into orbit the way ropes do for me. 

Hands roamed over her body then they pushed her to her elbows and knees so her ass would be more prominent. The four of them spanked her, using their hands and having Sherrie count out the strokes. Aretha asked if she’d been a naughty girl" and Sherrie literally screamed “yes, Madam Aretha!” I thought .. fuk… she’s into it. Sherrie counted out 25 then Aretha unsnapped the crotch of the teddy and slowly revealed her sexy tight plugged ass and dripping cunt. The four of them toyed with Sherrie’s cunt, tracing fingers around her labia, tapping the plug, then slipping a finger in her. She moaned.

Aretha asked if this was what she wanted and Sherrie begged to be fucked. But Aretha chided her that she’d been a naughty girl and naughty girls get spanked, not fucked. Sherries dilemma was so obvious and it set me on fire just watching. This little game of verbal push and pull, heaven and hell, continued for a few moments.

Tara and Aretha worked Sherrie’s swollen clit then slid a finger into her and traced circles around the jeweled plug. More fingers began pumping in and out of her cunt until she screamed that she was cumming. Aretha even licked her gooey cunt and inserted fingers again, bringing her off a second time, then brought her fingers to Sherrie’s mouth to “suck her slut honey.”

Tara stripped to bra and panties and pulled a strappy from one of the toy bags and cinched it on. She poked the head of the girl cock around Sherrie’s cunt; her moans and begging became louder. Then she plunged it in and began fucking her cunt.

Sherrie was lost in space, shoving her hips back to meet Tara’s strokes. Aretha and Jocelyn were in Sherrie’s face and their hands pulling her tits, hissing that she was their cumm whore. And indeed, she came and rocked off multiples. Tara withdrew and they let her get her breath while they hissed more dirty talk at her. 

The strappy passed to Aretha. Also, they shifted Sherrie around on the table so not only her hips but also her face was at the edges of the table. Tara slid her panties down, lifted Sherrie’s head and brought her mouth to her pussy. Blindfolded Sherrie licked her as Aretha plunged back into Sherrie’s cunt and fucked her again, while Jill, Jocelyn and Lorraine spanked her ass again with a leather paddle.

Lorraine really took charge at this point. She stripped naked except for her bra and hose and took the strappy. She had Sherrie kiss it then went behind her and eased the tormenting plug out of her hole. She held the tip of it at the rim of Sherrie’s gaping hole and said something like “bitch, you know where this is going, don’t you.” I could see Sherrie quivering but responding “yes ma’am.”  But before Lorraine began, she took a cup of the eggnog punch and drizzled some of it into Sherrie hole then eased the girlcock in. Sherrie yelled. Lorraine said for somebody give the princess a pussy to suck. Jill laughed and complied. Lorraine gave her an assfucking for the ages and Aretha reached under her and worked her clit. Lorraine kept a steady rhythm and Sherrie just lost it. She screamed, came, and peed in what, to me, was the most wicked, climactic moment of the evening. She cried. They rolled her over on her back and slipped the blindfold off. Tara and Aretha kissed her.

Mw quickly intervened. She wasn’t exactly thrilled about Sherrie pissing on her table but she calmed quickly since the intent was to showcase Sherrie and it was undeniably successful. Lorraine halfway apologized and said she didn’t know the princess was going to piss. Mw broke into smiles and said she thought about pausing things and putting towels under her but decided she didn’t want to break the scene.

She immediately called me over to clean things up.

I’d watched Sherrie’s debauchery wrapped in Zanthia’s arms, held with my back pressed up against her and her right-hand toying with my cunt. She fingered me off twice which was wonderful and whispered in my ear that I was her toy for the night and I needed exactly what she said earlier in the kitchen … to be naked, tied, fucked and beaten. I told her I wanted it and to please make it happen. My perspective of Sherrie’s demise was beautiful; watching her thoroughly used while experiencing sensuous orgasms and anticipating my own demise later in the evening.

After cleaning the pee mess off the table and floor, I returned to Zanthia. Talia happened to be standing close to us and Zanthia told her she intended to fuck me up, did she want to help? Obviously, she did.

As for Linda while the Sherrie scene occurred, she was well occupied by Greta, Serra, and Marissa. They initially were in the kitchen but during the Sherrie scene they migrated to the back corner of the sumptuous living room and took turns fucking Linda and watching Sherrie.

When the Sherrie scene concluded, which was well after 11:00, Tara asked Mw for permission for them to take the slut upstairs to a bedroom for the rest of the evening.

Mw had no problem with that but was very democratic and wanted to be sure every guest had an opportunity to experience what they wanted. Most indicated they were satisfied, or were too wasted to care. Mw started arranging for the car service to take those home. But one woman the other new woman, Shantel, said she wanted to have one of us. Zanthia told her they were going to take me for some serious S and M sex, did she want to come? She laughed a big “fuck yes.”

At that point, Tara, Aretha, Jill, Lorraine and Jocelyn took Sherrie to Mw’s bedroom with the intent Mw would join them later.

Linda ended with Greta, Serra, Marissa, Fabiola and Beverly.   

I became the toy of Zanthia, Talia, Estelle and two of the new women, Charmie and Shantel.

The others departed except Angie and Hazel who were out of it and slept on sofas in the study. Mw said have fun, the house is yours but the dungeon is locked and off limits.  Talia spoke with her briefly, Mw nodded then went upstairs to join Sherrie’s torment.

That left me with Zanthia, Talia, Estelle, Shantel and Charmie entered. Zanthia dumped the contents of two toy bag on the same table where Sherrie had been spanked. My cunt throbbed as I watched her sort through things and even more so as she and Talia used several coils of rope to tie me - forearms against each other behind me and a myriad of ropes around my upper arms, upper body and tits, until I was inescapably wrapped in ropes and a waist rope and ropes on either side of my cunt and back through my ass in such a way that the plug in my ass was unencumbered and my ass cheeks separated by rope that met just above my cunt. Estelle, Charmie and Shantel watched in awe.

Zanthia and Talia picked up a short whip and a flogger and told Estelle to go to the kitchen and get some wooden spoons and spatulas. When everybody had something in their hand Zanthia said the whore needs a good beating before sex. Then told me to ask my new friends to participate. I said something to the effect that I’m a masochistic slut, please use me, I need this and I get off serving like this. Shantel boldly ran her hands over my bound body and twisted my nipples. I groaned … yes like that.

Talia attached a leash to my collar and began pulling me around the room. As I did, they, including the newbies, began beating me. We’d circled the main room twice, then into the kitchen, through the laundry room and out onto the breezeway. From the breezeway, Talia turned toward the front of the house and the street. I screamed “NO!’ My shout was rewarded with a slap across the face then a gag stuffed into my mouth and a stern comment from Talia that it was well past midnight and bitches like me need a bedtime pee walk. They left me standing there while they went back into the house and got their coats. I shivered and shook from the chill of the December night, probably around 50 and drizzling rain. Only four of them came back, Estelle was too out of it to continue.

Shantel couldn’t believe they were taking me outside naked. Talia ignored her and said beat the bitch. And that’s what they did, swatting me with whatever they had as we crossed the street to get away from the streetlights in this neighborhood of mammoth old mansions and stately trees. We turned down a side street until we came to a grouping of large evergreens where I was directed to squat and pee. As soon as I did they adjusted the crotch rope and embedded it between my labia and up the crack of my ass, pushing the plug deeply into me.

The walk back was excruciating, every slow step sending pain into my cunt and them aiming blows at my ass, thighs and tummy, tits and cunt. Initially the cold was my worst enemy, now the crotch rope and the beating made that seem secondary. We eventually got back to the house. I was half frozen and aching from the beatings.

They grabbed a bottle of booze from the bar then removed my gag and crotch rope. We went upstairs to the last unoccupied bedroom. Clothes started coming off.

Talia checked my beatings and said it wasn’t enough. She slapped my face back and forth then slapped my tits and spanked my cunt and pushed me face down across the end of the bed. Charmie asked if they did that all the time to me, Talia responded … every damn chance I get. She took the small jeweled plug out of my ass. The thing had been in me for probably six hours and felt like a part of me. When it came out, her fingers filled my hole while Zanthia cinched on the strappy. They lubed me and fucked my ass. She raised my upper body so Talia could slide her pussy under my face. I ate her then buried my face against Charmie’s hairy pussy until she had an orgasm that would wake the dead.

Talia took the strappy and fucked my ass while I ate Zanthia through multiple orgasms and then Shantel who squirted all over me. 

From there the night took a strange twist. Charmie admitted that seeing me tied, fucked and beaten made her hot in a different way – something that her former husband used to do to her and she enjoyed but wondered what it would be like with a woman. Then she added that she loved the way they tied me. I thought “OMG, in almost 10 years of doing this not one black woman has ever admitted that desire!” There was some discussion over this but it ended with Talia tying Charmie much the same way as I was. Talia went downstairs to get a second strappy and they fucked Charmie’s pussy and finally her tight almost virgin ass. They beat her and added more swats to me as well. It seemed like Charmie had about a 100 orgasms. We kissed each other, they “forced” us to suck each other’s tits and pussy and finally, I sucked her ass hole and she licked mine. They put both of us in the bathtub and had us pee on each other then they pissed on us. This went on in one way or another, mainly with them face sitting us and having us suck pussy and ass, until almost 4:00 in the morning.

They untied us and we slept huddled together under blankets on the floor, clinging to  each other. I was in heaven; I’ve never had a black woman as a submissive mate. It’s fabulous to me.  Zanthia and Talia squeezed Shantel between them on the king bed. That’s how we spend the night.

Needless to say, Sunday morning came way too early. My love, e.