Aug 25-29, 2017: Sherrie's Summary of Her Five Days

To whomever may be interested: What follows was written by Sherrie after spending five days as Ms Marion's (MW's) whore, somewhat of a joint collaborative idea and between Ms. Marion and Ms. Jody and orchestrated flawlessly by two loving but stern Domme's. Ms Jody instructed me to post it to my blog. 

It's worth noting that I, Evie, live with MW, an experienced, well-to-do black Domme', about nine months out of the year as her white whore and serve her, her friends and others of her choosing. I have done so for several years. Sherrie, my dearest friend and the one I stay with when I'm not at MW's, is in training. Enough said...

Summary of My Five Days

(numbers in parens keep track of the women).

Friday, Marguerite from about 400-730p. You know all about that. (1)

Saturday afternoon. Lilly, older black woman. Very routine sex, just me bringing her off. She had no interest in anything other than feeling good. (2)

Saturday evening from about 7 until 10.  Two black women; Deanna, about my age, married to some doctor, and her lover, Leticia, 26, a nurse in her hubby’s practice. LOL, how crazy is that! They were a lot of fun. Teasing, forceful sex, mocking me about a white woman licking their black ass, some mild spanking, lots of strappy play, not just them on me, but using it on them also. Interesting.  (3, 4)

Sunday afternoon, A rather bossy Asian woman, Kao Lin (spelling?) and her young daughter probably around 8-10. Mommy set daughter up in the main room of the suite watching Tv and playing on an iPad while we fucked in the bedroom. Sometimes the girl would stand in the doorway and watch until Mommy told her to go back to the other room. A horribly twisted situation. (5)

Sunday night/Monday morning.  Marion brought her friends from Raleigh, Cynthia and Roxy. She watched them use me for about two hours, talked privately with them then left. The friends stayed the night. The following morning after we showered, they restrained me with rope and cuffs – hands behind my back, upper arms and breasts, ankles and legs, put me on the bathroom floor on the wet towels, tied a rope from my waist to the base of the commode so I couldn’t move. Pissed on me, blindfolded me, then left. (6,7)

Later that morning, after agonizing on the floor about how I was going to get out of this, there was a knock on the door and a voice that said “housekeeping”. I went nuts. Door opens and there’s this outrageous laughing, commotion and chattering. (I’m sure this “discovery” of me was prearranged.) Hands are feeling me up. They untie me from the base of the commode, dragged me to the bedroom, hands all over me again, discovered the toy bag. Positioned my knees on the floor, upper body draped over the bed so they can fuck my pussy with a dildo, spank my butt. I’m struggling. Someone is on the bed pushing her pussy under my face. They untie my ankles and legs for more access to my pussy and harshly fuck me to an orgasm. Catcalls about me being a whore and push a dildo in my ass. I hear the suite door open again, somebody else comes. Now I’m thinking the whole hotel maid staff must be here. More ass fucking and spanking, more taking turns having me eat pussy. They pull me on the bed on my back, more fucking, pussy sucking, face slapping tormenting my nipples. I’m insane, feeling like raw meat thrown to a pack of wild dogs. The blindfold comes off. Two black maids, one Hispanic. I’m furious and scream at them to let me go. Then I look across the room and see Marion. She’s smiling and saying she got here a little later than she intended but she didn’t want to miss the beautiful sight of her whore being taken by the maids. I’m speechless. She thanks the maids, tips them, they dress and leave. (8. 9. 10).

She unties me and talks that being her whore means I fuck whoever she wants. I broke down, cried. She held me, I told her I loved her. I showered and dressed. We checked out of the hotel and went back to her place. She sequestered me in her bedroom, let me rest but made it clear I had one more appointment that evening.

Monday night. Marion dressed me in bra, panties, hose, stilettos and an orchid wrap dress. About 7:30 a car pulled into the circle drive. She added a blindfold before we went out the front door. Marion and I in the back seat. A long, almost wordless drive to somewhere though she’d occasionally kiss my neck, stroke my pussy. Car stops, Marion and I get out. We go in. Two distinct black female voices, some conversation. Marion introduces me as their prostitute for the evening. Hands touch me lightly. I’m having flashbacks to Marguerite in the hotel but I know it’s not her. Somebody opens the wrap dress, pulls my breasts out of the top of the bra, sucks my nipples. Slowly walks me to someplace and has me kneel. Pushes my face into a fragrant, smooth pussy. I’m making love to this unknown pussy and it drives me insane with lust. The voice belonging to the pussy becomes more passionate. Hips thrusting, hands holding my hair. The pussy orgasms.

Hands belonging to someone else, presumably the other woman, lift my dress enough to expose my buttocks, pull my panties to my knees and strokes my pussy and ass. She slowly whips my ass as I keep eating the pussy in front of me until it orgasms again. Things pause. The blindfold comes off. There, in the chair, is this darling black girl grinning impishly. The voice behind me, says that’s my daughter, Angela, today she’s 16. I’m her mother, Chloe. I’m thinking “pinch me, this can’t be real.” Chloe pulls me to my feet, I look around, Chloe is exquisite in her own right. The house is straight out of house beautiful. Chloe tells me to undress, they want a good look at my body. I do, stark naked as she wishes me to be. Marion says her presence is no longer necessary and she’ll return for me tomorrow morning. She kisses me, hugs Chloe and Angela, offers to leave the toys but Chloe says she has her own.

The three of us have a drink, nibble on birthday cake and ice cream. They put frosting on my nipples and lick it off. They remain dressed. Being naked in front of them puts me into a special place. Their servant. Their whore. There’s a lot of soft talk before we eventually slip into Chloe’s bedroom with a small balcony overlooking woods at the back of her home. Candles are lit, subtle fragrance fills the room. I undress Chloe and make love to her on the king size bed while her daughter watches. Then I undress Angela and make love to her again. Chloe has me stand at the end of her bed, my hands on the wrought iron frame, ass back, legs apart. She takes my pussy with her strappy but does not allow me to orgasm. She then passes it to Angela and instructs her in soft, motherly tones. In the same soft voice, Chloe tells me to tell her daughter to please fuck my cunt, that I am her whore and want her to take me. I do. Angela responds brilliantly. Chloe encourages me to be more whorish as I talk. I spew out words “whore, cunt, tits, fuck”, describing sex in gutter terms. I’m over the top at this. I orgasm from Angela’s fucking which pleases Chloe.

The mood shifts. Chloe lubes my ass then enters me with her strappy. Angela is on the bed with the cake platter. She feeds me cake while her mother fucks my ass; it’s beyond bizarre. Then frosting on my nipples, cheeks, abdomen and cunt. Then we’re kissing. I orgasm like I hadn’t had a fuck in 10 days. Angela rubs cake and frosting on her pussy and I willingly lick it off, and her, too.

That night the three of us sleep in Chloe’s king bed. More sex and more sex. There is one moment where I’m licking Chloe’s pussy while she’s licking her daughter’s pussy then deep kissing her mouth and using a vibe in her pussy. Lucky me, I get to take Angela’s pulsing orgasm. Then there is sleep.

The following morning, I had to clear my foggy head to remember where I was.  Angela dresses for school. Catholic uniform, like Molly used to wear. Déjà vu. We kiss goodbye. Chloe says she’s taking the morning off from work. We have coffee and yogurt. In the kitchen, she bends forward over the bar and I snuggle up to her ass and suck her hole and massage her clit. I lick her orgasm and in some purple haze of emotion and ask her to piss on me. Am I crazy with lust or what? We go on the balcony and she does. I hold my face against her pussy. Marion is supposed to be here soon, so we shower. Then embrace before I leave. (11,12)

I’m talking to Marion on the ride back. Something enters my thoughts; that I, as a white woman with huge responsibilities and power at work, have a thing for dark skinned women who resonate power. Chloe is definitely that; so is Marguerite. And Marion, of course, wholeheartedly agrees and said this didn’t happen by accident. That remark went unexplained.  

Xoxo.

Aug 25, 2017: Sherrie's First Client

To whomever may be interested: What follows was written by Sherrie after spending five days as Ms Marion's (MW's) whore, somewhat of a joint collaborative idea and between Ms. Marion and Ms. Jody and orchestrated flawlessly by two loving but stern Domme's. Ms Jody instructed me to post it to my blog. 

It's worth noting that I live with MW, an experienced, well-to-do black Domme', about nine months out of the year as her white whore and serve her, her friends and others of her choosing. I have done so for several years. Sherrie, my dearest friend and the one I stay with when I'm not at MW's, is in training. Enough said...

Marion and Eve accompany me to the hotel suite where I’ll be through the weekend, a downtown boutique hotel where discretion is assured since Marion knows the owner. The same hotel where she had Eve for the first-time years ago and earned the title of “mystery woman”. The suite is lovely. Cozy, intimate. Dressed in a sexy pleated mini skirt, classic white blouse, garter belt, stockings, and gorgeous heels, I feel like what I look like. Marion leaves a zipper bag of toys then they escort me back to the lobby. Marion nods to a woman in the bar then she and Eve leave.

Summoning my inner desires, I meet Marguerite, an exotic looking, dark skinned Brazilian woman. She’s married to a man in his 50’s, she turned 40 last month and has resorted to selected women for satisfaction. She’s very bi and eager. It’s her understanding that I am a professional business woman, experienced in lesbian love, encouraged by my mistress to explore life on the wild side.  I confirm it. I’m nervous but I engage in perfunctory conversation. She tells me when we begin, my professional standing, my other life, goes out the window; it means nothing to her. She is paying me for what I am, a whore to fulfill a lingering need. I like that.  

After drinks in the hotel bar, I take her to my suite. I stand in my heels, garter belt, hose, blouse, and short skirt. She asks me to undress and dictates the sequence, me slowly unbuttoning my blouse until it is wide open, gently guiding my arms out of the sleeves until I stand in nothing but my bra on top. She pauses, sips her drink, nodding approval.

Then she motions her fingers and I unbutton the waist band of my skirt, unzip the short zipper, then lower it slowly down my legs. She admires my body, compliments me, especially on my legs. In 4 ½ inch hooker heels they seem to go on forever.  Telling me to clasp my hands behind my head. She gazes at me, penetrating me with her eyes. Except for the quivering in my body, I continue to stand still.

She walks to me, her first touch at my neck, lifting my hair, tracing fingernails down my spine. She stands behind me and unclasps my lacy bra, sliding it off my body, then cupping my breasts, lifting them, rolling the nipples. Using her long, delicate fingers, slowly lowering my thong until it falls around my ankles. Finally touching, pulling, squeezing, fondling, kissing, tracing a finger through my pussy, applying pressure from her thumb against my clit until I am shaking.

Then returning to her chair, sipping her drink again, speaking to me differently this time, “Spread your legs wider, Dear. Use your fingers and spread that hot little cunt for me, keep it open while we talk”. She continues gazing at my cunt and asks about my relationship with Molly. That catches me off-guard. I cringe and wonder what else Marion told her. I spill the humiliating details. She’s amused.

She tells me how much she enjoys a woman like me. Submissive, sexy, feminine, who can take her giant girl cock, which she assures me I will. She stands and slowly undresses. Her dark toned body is exquisite. My cunt pulses. She brought her own toys and from a large gray leather purse, withdraws her strappy affixed with a life-like thick, long, cock. A set of leather cuffs, a small paddle and a wicked looking short whip looking device. She smiles and says we’ll get to these later.

She brings me and her bag to the bed, turns back the sheets. “Satisfy me” is all she says.  Instinctively, my past experiences guide me. I lick her pussy and bury my face. My mouth, my chin, my cheeks relish her softness and her perfume and her juices. My stiff tongue enters her to savor the thick honey that mats the wispy hairs of her pussy.

I finger her and massage her clit. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," is all she moans. The walls of her cunt contract around my fingers. My tongue is on her clit giving constant sensations, all and everything that's needed for her to climax and begin the involuntary seizures that send a flood of rich juices into my mouth which I drink greedily. She loudly screams her passion. She brings my face to her magnificent breasts, I suck on her nipples, creating suction, drawing them into my mouth. I keep a hand on her cunt. Her body goes into spasms.

My hand fucks her, my tongue now licking her gooey honey. I watch her orgasm again. Her orgasms are quick, yet more remains. She opens the bag, the toys come out, thick and long like the one on the strappy she showed me. She shoves a black dildo in my hand. She kisses me with a crushing open mouth, and demands that I fuck her hard. My cunt twitches at her words.

She throws her long legs over her head to rest on the pillows. A beautiful sight, her face and pussy are radiant. I take the toy and insert it into her heavenly perfect pussy. She tells me to be rough. I do what I think is right but she cries out for more. I move it harder, faster, deeper. She yells at me, "Harder! Shove a finger in my ass!" I spit on her asshole and do as I'm told. She gasps loudly, her anal canal is burning hot and smooth. She screams loudly, demanding me to fuck her ass.

I obey though truly worried that this might be painful, but her pleasured screams tell me differently. Then I remind myself I’m her whore. Do it. I fuck her forcefully in her ass and in her pussy. Hard. She begins to masturbate her clit. "Keep your finger in my ass, but pull out the toy when I tell you to," she instructs me with effort. "Now fuck me!" Whatever she commands, I do. I am her whore. Satisfy her.

I forcefully fuck her pussy and puckered little hole until the muscles in my arms ache. Her eyes open, but there is no focus. She loudly vocalizes in some foreign language, unintelligible to me, then screams, "Now, now, now!" I pull out the dildo and watch her squirt. She's screaming loudly, "Put it in, put it in and fuck me!" I do what I'm told, and the cycle repeats itself again and again. My breasts, torso, thighs and knees are wet with her squirt, the bed is drenched, She's content. She takes my hand from her toy and slowly removes it herself, sighing all the while. Eventually she opens her eyes, smiles and thanks me. Soft womanly kisses give way to passionate, vociferous kisses.  

She instructs me to bring her the ice bucket, she needs to pee but doesn’t want to leave the bed. I do, she pees in it.

She commands me to shift to my shoulders and knees so that my face is in the soaked sheets of her squirt and tells me to suck the wet spot. She’s off the bed now, picking up the leather cuffs, pulling my arms behind my back and fastening my wrists together. She slaps my ass then picks up the strappy. She has me kiss it, suck it before buckling it around her hips and waist. Now it looks more menacing than ever. She tells me the power over another woman is second only to her need for mind bending orgasms. She slaps my ass with the paddle, some blows hitting my cunt. I’m about to lose it but I hold back. She comes behind me and drags her fingers over my cunt and ass. She paddles my ass then slowly slides her girl cock it into my cunt, inch by inch until it filled me and I groaned. The pounding is rhythmic and hard and accompanied by demonstrative, sharp talk in that foreign language. Within seconds I’ve experienced my first orgasm as a prostitute. Before I can recover, she’s brought me off again. She gives a cocky laugh about a whore who comes so easily.

She withdraws her girl cock and picks up the short whip. She holds it at my face and has me kiss it. Now it’s a game of “tease”, she’s forcing me to tell her that my whore ass is hers to enjoy. I comply. There is silence until I feel the devilish little whip crack across my ass. Then several more times. I’m at her mercy and I know it. I’m moaning into the sheets soaked by her love juices, inhaling her scent as she whips my ass. One butt cheek, then the other, the backs of my thighs, the crack of my heated ass. I’m yelling. She’s in her glory.

Then I feel the coolness of lube on my puckered and whipped hole. Her fingers work the lube up me then withdraw. I’m on the verge of oblivion. The cock poised at my rose. I’m shaking. She enters me slowly, expertly. It begins. My canal yields to her cock working its way up me. Now its constant thrusting, fucking. The whip dances across my butt cheeks as her giant cock rapes my ass. I’m yelling into the sheets, crying. She puts her thumb on my clit and I come. She pounds me. Laughs. Talks in a foreign language, Portuguese I’m guessing but I distinguish the word “puta” repeatedly endlessly. My mind goes in circles, time is a mystery and meaningless. Its perpetual. My body responds to its animalistic urges and shudders to a purely anal orgasm. There are more strokes of the cock and the whip.

Then it’s over. Her lust is satiated. She withdraws. I’m a quivering, sweating, soaked, abused heap of insanity.

She sits and finishes her drink. Nothing is said. She rises, pushes me to my back and crawls on top of me. her fingers plunge into my cunt while she kisses me. Her kisses are passionate as are her fingers in my cunt until I orgasm again. Then she gives me this haughty laugh, pulling me behind her into the bathroom. She removes the cuffs, tells me to take off the hose and heels. She pushes me to my knees and pisses onto my breasts, tummy and cunt. She turns on the shower. We stand hugging, I lather her body. The shower is unhurried, lingering. I dry her body.

She dresses. Reaches into her bag and hands me an envelope, telling me she’s settled with my mistress but this is my tip. That I’m good, as good as she ever had. I open it. $300! As a tip? Wow.

I’m almost sorry to see her leave, though she tells me she’ll see me again in her own time, when her urges reach the boiling point.  

I gather my mind for a moment then call Marion around 7:45. I relate the details. She tells me to relax and enjoy the evening, that my next client isn’t until Saturday noon. She also tells me to write, that she doesn’t expect a continual diary, I don’t have to duplicate Eve, but it would be meaningful if I wrote about my first true client. Do it while its fresh in my mind.

And I did. xoxo

Aug 10, 2018: Dominique

Mw recently thought it would be a good idea for me to see Dominique. I'm sure you remember her as a friend of the basketball girls, briefly serving as MW's maid for about six weeks last summer and that I had to sign my car over to her. MW gave her some money and told her to go back to school and make something of herself. 

Dominique did and recently completed a two year nursing program, got a job in a healthcare clinic and also got an apartment with a black girl she met in nursing school , Rosetta. In essence, Mw's little motivational talk seemed to work.

On one of her days off she came over and took me to her apartment for an overnight. It was really strange riding with her in my former car. She joked and laughed and giggled about the fun we had in the past. We stop at an ATM and I withdrew $200 for her. 

Once we were inside of her apartment she immediately had me in her bedroom naked and eating her pussy. No foreplay; just get my tongue in her cunt. After she had come four times and I'd exploded from her fingers and hand in my cunt, we relaxed, ordered pizza and talked more. I caught her up on my slut activities including the beach house. 

Rosetta came home after her shift ended at 10:00. I was a disheveled mess. After brief introductions I was on my knees in front of her pulling her panties off and sucking her pussy. the three of us transitioned back to Dominique's bedroom  She got her collection of toys, mostly dildo's, from her dresser drawer. Then things got crazy. They wrestled me around on her bed like I was some rag doll, grabbing my cunt, twisting my tits, both of them hurling ghetto talk at me, pulling my hair and slapping my ass and me sucking their nipples and licking their toes. We went into a routine of me sprawled on the bed, one of them straddling my face while the other fucked my cunt and ass. We finished the evening with them pissing on me in the tub then showering together before all of us piling into Rosetta's bed around 1:30 in the morning. 

Dominique took me back to Mw's the following morning. Kisses, e