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I wrote this story around Christmas, inspired by the beautiful lights. I’ve always thought Christmas was both romantic and tragic for those who are lonely so I tried to capture both those themes. If you read it, I hope you enjoy it.

—She had a feeling. That by doing this, something would finally change.

Built on that house of cards called a premonition, Neon left her home on the evening of March 9th and tracing familiar steps, adventured to the heart of the city. Looking up at the night sky, blinded her; the moon in perigee trapped the Christmas-theme city in a silver moonbeam.

8:54 PM. The streets were crowded. Complicit in the shoulder-to-shoulder, shoe-stepping human contact, Neon blended in with the hustle and bustle. Spring was a few weeks away, the trees were still fast asleep. Lights adorned their branches dazzling the eye. Christmas jingles poured into the streets from loudspeakers on lamp posts. Enough hubbub and merriment to drown in—Neon stumbled through it all.

“Christmas City,” a fitting name, if ironic. Christianity itself had faded out of fashion ages ago, but someone in the City Arcology Plan adored the aesthetics of Christmas and decided to make an entire District with it. Atmospherically louder than a bomb whistling through the air, it was an otherwise quiet District.

Night was more active than the day. The young and the old milled about with no concern for appearances.

9:20 PM.

I’m earlier than I thought. Is she the sort to be there ten minutes early? Suppose I’m about to find out.

Neon took out her phone and searched her text messages. At the top of her inbox was a message with the subject “Re: Christmas and Chill?” The text itself had been delivered on behalf a web client; more a notification of a reply than a direct message. That was why there was no number or name in the sender box. The only explanation was to maintain a level of privacy for its users. The name of that app which held such a duplicitous intent was displayed as the Sender instead: Friend Ƶone. She opened the text to reconfirm the place and time of the meet-up.

[ Let’s meet in front of the Christmas Tree in Central Plaza tonight at 9:30. I’ll be wearing a silver coat, a striped wool hat, black skirt and leggings. Can’t miss me. ]

The de***********ion was fairly simplistic, but detailed enough. Neon swept her golden eye across the May-December couples and single men. A silver coat, and a striped hat. There was only one figure wearing that outfit and it didn’t belong to the slovenly, bald, fat man she’d been expecting.

—

Earlier that night…

Yeah, it’s better if I don’t.

With that thought, Sea got off the train seven stops early. It just so happened to be the stop at Central Plaza. She lit a cigarette and imagined she could feel the nicotine spread a pleasantness through her body. It was more than those annoying Christmas songs she heard day-in, night-out.

I’m probably going to hear it from her again. She could already hear that nagging voice going on and on about how it’s not healthy and it stinks.

The conversations she’d been having with her wife had gotten robotic as of late. Was it because they’d known each other for so long? No, they’d just been having the same conversations on repeat for the last year and a half. An exchange of the bare minimum.

She’d gotten tired of those conversations. Tired of the silence in between. Walking out was a lot harder than coming home late, she’d learned. At first, a co-worker who was retiring was having a celebration. Then, someone had screwed up so she had to fix their mistake. The trains were delayed. Eventually, the excuses came more consistently than the trains and her wife gave up asking why she didn’t hail a cab.

The question for Sea, increasingly difficult to answer, then became, “Well, how should I kill the time?”

It became her routine, killing time after hours until she was sure the love of her life had fallen asleep.

What did we even talk about today? … I don’t even know. Did we?

A relationship on the rocks. A sham of a marriage. What kept Sea from admitting that outright was the explicit acknowledgment that her parents had been right: it was a mistake to have gotten married so young.

“Phooooo~” Exhaling a trail of smoke, Sea sat down on a random bench. The brightly lit city somehow seemed proportional to the darkness expanding in her heart. Brighter still were the seemingly endless couples out this late. In this town, that wasn’t especially strange.

The time was 8:45 PM. A cold blast of wind shaved away the number of couples. She heaved another smoke-laced sigh. A strange thought popped into her mind.

Her friend Mia had mentioned it in passing, a joke. An app that young people were using to hook-up these days. The mere thought of having an affair made her stomach twist into knots. She stared at the screen of her phone until it went dark. Then she stared at her pitiful reflection.

… There’s nothing wrong with checking it out, right?

Friend Ƶone. She searched that title and instantly found the app in question. She didn’t even bother looking at the reviews. With the press of a button, it was downloading. Five minutes later, it was successfully installed.

“W-Wow…” When the app finally loaded, Sea’s eyes bulged. The sheer number of posts was mind-boggling. And the next more so than the last was explicit in asking for sexual relationships. When she narrowed those results to just Christmas City, and was blown away by reality.

Just how many of these damn couples are formed on here? Most came with buzzwords like ‘generous’ and ‘support.’ She narrowed those results even further to just women looking for other women and finally those buzzwords and the sheer volume of noise became silent. The most recent post was about 18 hours old.

“Heh, I feel like such a minority.”

The contents aren’t so extreme here, though. Unlike on the general postings, the messages, once filtered to her tastes, were far more casual and didn’t use as many buzzwords. Before she knew it, Sea was browsing through the messages with the intent of maybe answering one. There was no longer a difference between her and the desperate people looking for comfort. She was desperate and she needed some comfort.

I just want someone to talk to… that’s all.

With that thought, Sea joined their ranks. Location, phone number, message, she filled in the required fields one by one.

“Subject… Christmas and Chill.”

Purposefully, she picked an eye-catching title like that that didn’t mesh at all with the content of the message she’d written.

I might find someone in the same position and ask for some advice… though judging from the activity, I doubt anyone will answer tonight.

“There.” She confirmed that her message had been posted and immediately closed the app. Her pulse hammered. Now all she had do was wait.

Two minutes passed, but to Sea, it felt like only a few seconds. Her phone dinged. A new message had come in from Friend Ƶone.

[ I saw your message on Friend Ƶone. If you’re still interested, can we get in touch? If you’d like to meet, what do you look like? And where can we meet? ]

Shit, is this really happening? Sea stared at the brief message, just 31 words that could change her life. Short of breath, she typed a reply.

[ Let’s meet in front of the Christmas Tree in Central Plaza tonight at 9:30. I’ll be wearing a silver coat, a striped wool hat, black skirt and leggings. Can’t miss me. ]

She hit send. No turning back now.

[ All right. I’ll see you there. ]

Sea took one final drag from her cigarette, then smothered it out on the bench and proceeded to the meeting place.

The Christmas-tree in Central Plaza. It was the first place that came to mind. There would be a lot of people there until around midnight. It was when she arrived that she’d forgotten to ask her respondent what they looked like or their name. The probability of some greasy fat man in drag showing up was the likely result.

9:21 PM.

“Hey.”

A beautiful voice and—a drop-dead girl. Dressed in a blue coat with a red scarf wrapped around her neck. Her hands bound in red gloves. Long pink hair spilled down her waist and a shining, gold, left eye.

There’s no way anyone as hot as this is on a random app is there?? Was this even reality?

“It’s me,” said the girl. “We spoke on Friend Ƶone… right?”

“Ah, Y-yeah! I’m Sea, nice to meet you!” Before she could stop herself, Sea held out her hand. Handshakes were how she normally greeted new people at work. It was not the usual approach she went with when meeting someone casually. How embarrassing!

“Neon. And likewise.” The pink-haired girl shook her hand.

“…”

“…”

“Um…”

“So…”

“You first,” said Neon.

“Sorry, if you don’t mind me asking, but how old are you Neon? You seem really young.”

“I’m eighteen.”

“Okay… do you have any identification to prove that?”

Neon hesitated. Sea expected to hear some excuse like ‘I left it at home,’ but to her pleasant surprise, the girl produced a student ID card.

Sea looked over the ID and breathed a sigh of relief. Neon was not a high school student, but a Junior College student. What’s more, that school was a famous private elite girl’s academy. Impressed, Sea handed the ID back.

“What about you?”

Sea’s left ring finger burned under Neon’s gaze. “Yeah,” she said, “married.”

Sea showed her ID next. “I’m not in school anymore. I’m a twenty-eight year old working member of society.”

“… And married?”

“Hmmm…” The young girl tilted her head thoughtfully. “Is that what you wanted to talk about?”

“Huh? Oh, right…” She recalled, I did mention that I wanted to talk. “Mm, yeah, I guess. I bet you don’t want to hear someone bitch about their marriage though.”

“Hmmm, well, I don’t mind if you want to talk about it, but…” Another icy wind blew across the plaza. “Maybe we should talk somewhere warmer?”

—

In a private room that smelled of vanilla, the sound of the door closing is the final leather strap that secures her to the execution gurney.

A leisure hotel. The kind of sketch place perfect for discretion. For example, married couples who couldn’t find any private time at home. For example, prostitution. A windowless building with only the sign outside, lit with neon lighting, advertising vacancy. A vague silhouette behind frosted glass accepted Sea’s payment and provided her with a key.

Blue light flooded the room. The wallpaper was decorated with an undersea theme. Tiny fish swam above head, darting through corals while bubbles floated to the ceiling. It was a relatively small room. Neon sat on the edge of the bed. So lightly, so careful, that its crease-less white sheet remained smooth. Blue pillows lined the head of the bed.

We haven’t talked. When I pointed this place, she followed me like a puppy. And again when I asked if there was a room she liked, she went ahead and picked this one on her own. Even now she’s glancing around the room nervously.

“You don’t have to be so nervous, Neon. Take off your coat at least,” said Sea putting on a relaxed front. She took off her silver coat and laid it on the back of a chair. Neon followed her lead and soon her mitts, coat and scarf covered the seat.

“What, is it your first time in a place like this?” Sea asked, teasingly.

“It is, yes,” Neon replied. “Do you… come here often?”

Sea chuckled. “No, I don’t come here often. Not anymore.”

It had been a few years since she’d been in a leisure hotel, Sea realized. Not since college. There hadn’t been a need to.

“Hmm… I see.”

Neon looked away as if disinterested. It took as much for Sea to realize that they’d actually been talking.

Wow. That happened so naturally I didn’t even notice it. Sea looks around the room for something—anything to talk about.

“Hey, they have a TV here. Is there anything you’d like to watch or listen to?”

That seems to catch Neon’s attention. “Is there a classical music channel?” she asks.

Classical music channel? “… I have no idea.” Doubtful, Sea turns on the TV. It had cable service, at least. She searched for a classical music channel…and found one. Pachelbel’s Canon eased into the background.

At once, Neon relaxed. Looking at her expression, and the romantic music made something in Sea flare up. Alone with a beautiful girl in a hotel room, evoked some feeling she’d forgotten existed.

While she wondered what that feeling could possibly be, Neon spoke.

“Are you going to stand there all night?” Since taking off her coat, actually since she stepped into the room Sea hadn’t sat down once. Neon casually pointed that out. “You don’t have to be so nervous.”

“Smartass. I was just making sure you were comfortable, but if that’s how it is…” Sea threw herself down right next to the young girl so close their knees touched. A space reserved for close friends—lovers, even.

What a grave mistake that was, she realized too late. Closer than she’d ever been, a few inches separated their faces. Her heart throbbed painfully. Its beating mixed with the gentle violin strings. Heat surged throughout her body.

Sea’s gaze fell to the young girl’s lips. All it would take was to lean forward. How she managed to pull herself back from that cliff was a mystery. She took a deep breath, her first in almost a minute.

“So, um, Neon—”

She started, but a hand on her cheek turned her head back and a moment later, something touched her lips. Sea’s vision was filled with pink, green, and gold, so she couldn’t say what that was. When she returned to her senses, Neon’s face dominates her worldview.

And just like that, the heat building within Sea went from piano to fortissimo. Searching for an escape, it settled on that place between her legs. There was only one way to cool that heat.

Sea pushed Neon down on the bed.

“Are we done talking then?”

The woman looked at the girl’s golden eye. What she saw: hesitation, embarrassment, expectation. In contrast to her mocking bravado.

She understood everything from just that reaction.

“You’ve never done this before before, have you?”

Neon deflected, “I believe we’ve covered that already.”

“That’s not what I’m talking about.”

They kissed again. The boldness Neon showed disappeared like the noble gas.

Sea giggled. “What a pampered young lady. And here I thought all youngsters bloomed early these days. Someone as beautiful as you should have four or five fuck buddies.”

“I thought we were done talking…?”

Sea could resist tearing Neon’s clothes off; she couldn’t resist a third kiss.

The heat became intolerable. To vent it, she pressed her lips to the nape of Neon’s neck. The teen shivered. It was intense. “Just leave everything to me,” Sea whispered.

Under that carnivorous gaze, Neon was pinned to the bed. Chest to chest, they were practically glued together. Soon those beautifully manicured nails were pressing into her chest. When she finished lapping Neon’s neck, she sharply bit her ear drawing a small cry of protest.

“You can make that a little louder, can’t you?” Sea teased. She continued on, poking her tongue at the back of Neon’s ear. It was not anything like the frenzied licking of a dog. It was almost as unpleasant as a wet-willy. Another spasm contorted Neon’s body.

Her ears aren’t as sensitive as her neck, Sea quickly realized and changed tactics. She smooched the girls nape again. Her tongue slid from the crevice of her lips and crawled along Neon’s neck. Neon giggled. It was the closest thing to a smile the girl had shown all night.

“That’s a cute laugh. Let me hear some more.” Sea persisted in small circles, poking with the tip of her tongue until those giggles quieted to a heated breath. She took her time, her slow wiggling tongue delivered a sensation somewhere between ticklish and pleasure. It went on forever.

No, maybe it’s just long for me, Neon thought. Barely any time had passed in reality.

“You’re more sensitive than I thought.” Sea said this in a mischievous tone while her fingers felt around the bumps on Neon’s chest. Above the cloth, she found their exact position and started playing with them. No unsteady voice protested, not a gasp, nor a moan. She must be a reserved girl, Sea figured, but at least her body was pretty chatty. It was proof she was starting to relax a little. Perhaps she liked being teased?

“…I can tell how hard your nipples from above your shirt,” said Sea. “They’re practically begging me to play with them. Or,” she considered, “maybe they preferred to be bullied instead?”

“Who knows?” answered Neon.

Sea laughed and resumed her ministrations. As she wound those two little nobs up, an indescribable pleasure overcame Neon. She’d never payed much attention to them herself, discovering they were so sensitive came as a start.

“Look, you see how much they’re poking out through your shirt.”

Neon followed Sea’s gaze down. Just as the woman said, her nipples were showing themselves, pressing up through the fabric of her clothes.

“Let’s get this shirt off you—” thus saying, the older woman expertly helped Neon’s shirt off. “Hehe, let’s get rid of this too,” she added snapping free Neon’s bra as well.

Sea’s eyes bulged, she drooled, dripping saliva on the pair of breasts. Neon’s ample breasts. Larger than they had any reason to be, they held the power to drive men wild. The small, pink nubs in the center completely spellbound Sea.

“Well? Are you just going to stare at me?” they said. No, that was Neon. Her face blushed deep red, her voice quivered.

Delicious fruit, ripe for picking. Before she realized it, Sea was greedily sucking on those pink tips. She closed her lips on Neon’s left nipple, sealing it tight inside her mouth. Her tongue went to work, poking with the point of her tongue, tasting it with a flat lick and occasionally testing its firmness with a nibble.

Meanwhile, Neon’s normally cool, calm exterior begins to melt as Sea’s magic begins to take effect. Unbeknownst to Sea, her eye is gleaming strangely. With every minute that passes, her thoughts become more and more wild. I can feel Sea’s feelings passing into me, she thinks. To Neon, it’s as though she can feel Sea’s soul pouring into her. A sweet throbbing is the result, causing her legs to rub together.

Sea notices this. She’s almost ready, thinks the older woman. The hand teasing Neon’s right breast moves to the younger girl’s crotch. Beneath the skirt, leggings impede her way. But like with her shirt, Sea begins tracing her delicate fingers up and down Neon’s slit. Her hand easily slips inside and finds the small pearl at the top of Neon’s slit.

Neon’s hips lift, her body bends. The reaction, stronger than expected, throws Sea for a loop. She pauses.

“Hold on,” she says, “have you never touched yourself there before?”

“… I know what it is,” said the indignant Neon.

“Hehehe, good! ‘Cause even I’d be embarrassed to explain where all this wetness is coming from.” She withdrew her hands and though it was hard to see in the blue light, there was clearly a bit of moisture shining off her fingers.

“You don’t have to show me!”

“You’re so beautiful, you know that?” Sea whispers into Neon’s ear as she resumes stroking her secret spot.

Squish. Neon’s love juices soon overflow from her tunnel. Soaking her panties, it fills the room with a wet sound.

“What a naughty girl. Ufufu, your panties are sticking to my finger. Ahh, I can’t take it anymore! Here, let’s get undressed!”

Sex. Neon understood what was implied to come after that. Sex. There is an uncomfortable weight in that word. Facing a strong headwind, she stops in her tracks even as Sea strips right in front of her.

I don’t think I could ever be that bold, thinks Neon. She took off her lingerie, revealing her beautiful, bare skin. Her matured body’s ample curves had a bewitching quality. The difference between being a ‘woman’ and a ‘young lady’ was probably somewhere in the bravery it took to show your everything to another person. The confidence to put yourself out there to be either rejected or accepted… I can do it too.

In an art room, surrounded by a half-dozen strangers with paintbrushes…may have been too much. But in the privacy of one room, with only one person, for Neon that was much more manageable. With a deep breath, she raises her hips and slides out of her remaining clothes. Her naturally athletic figure featured a nicely sculpted waist and long legs.

Sea gracefully laid down on the bed and wormed up to Neon. “All right, just relax… lift your hips a little.”

“Like this?”

“Mmhm, just like that… our pussies are touching. Can you feel it?”

There is something unmistakably hot crushing her between her legs. Looking down from above, Sea holds Neon’s legs for support while she rocks her waist back and forth. For all her best efforts thus far, Neon can’t help but to raise her voice. She moans, urging Sea to continue.

It is unbelievably hot watching Neon become strangled with lust, but Sea also couldn’t ignore the girl’s breasts. She stops grinding her hips and sliders her fingers up towards Neon’s breasts.

“Hahaha… you really do loving having your breasts fondled don’t you?” There’s a strange lilt in her voice that wasn’t there a minute ago. “Looks like just having them played with isn’t enough for you anymore, is it?”

“I’m…not sure what you want me to say…”

Neon’s flustered expression is a bigger turn on than any response she could ever get. Sea begins to grind her crotch against Neon’s with greater strength. Neon starts to grind her pelvis as well, wanting to be more than just on the receiving end.

“That’s it Neon… ahh, you’re really good at this. How does it feel? Huh?”

“… It feels good.”

“Haha it feels good… because you’re dripping wet.

Squish! Squish! Squish! Neon feels something drip down her but. Is that me? she thinks. Or is it Sea? Neon’s and Sea’s love juices mix together, soaking them both. A musky smell saturates the air as wet, squishy sounds echo through the room.

Sea can feel her climax rapidly approaching and wonders what the hell is going on? Already? It’s never felt this good before!

Neon as well, her head was already starting to feel funny, like her consciousness was about to be blasted away.

“Sea…! Hold on… something’s….happening!”

Hearing her name made Sea only grind her hips harder. She’d crossed the point of no return.

“Go ahead and come! Just go ahead! I…I’m going to come too! Neon!”

A familiar wave of pleasure washed over Sea. Except this time it was a tidal wave and it crashed into her, tossing her into convulsions. Beneath her, Neon trembled, her eyes shut. Sparks flew in her vision, then all she saw was a time was white.

Gasping for breath, Sea rolled off and laid down besides Neon. “I’ve never come that quick before,” she says then looks over at Neon who just managed to open her eyes. “How about you? How are you feeling?”

“I…don’t know,” she answers.

“For a first timer, you were pretty cute,” Sea says, but her refreshing smile doesn’t bring any comfort to Neon. As the intense pleasure fades and clarity returns to her mind, it is replaced by an equally powerful feeling of shame and guilt.

Well. I did it. I had sex with a stranger. An older woman who’s married at that. Someone I’ve only known for an hour. She raises her arm and stares at the back of her hand.

“…I don’t feel all that different,” she remarks.

Different from what? There’s a mysterious expression on Neon. “Do you regret it?” asks Sea.

“I’m past regrets,” is Neon’s answer.

“All right then.” Her tone turns Neon’s head. “I didn’t think you’d be into it.”

“Why?”

“You were kind of quiet all night. I was sure your nerves were going to get the best of you and you’d bail at the last second. Or… maybe I was hoping you would.”

“That’s…kind of surprising.”

“Why is that surprising?”

“I don’t know I just… kind of had this idea that you…”

“That I what?” Sea guesses what Neon is hinting at, so there’s exasperation in her voice.

Catching on to that much, Neon completes her thought. “… That you do this sort of thing a lot.”

Even though I told you before I don’t do this kind of thing a lot. No, I said I didn’t come to hotels a lot.

Somewhere along the way, Sea realizes, there had been some miscommunication.

“Listen, I don’t know what sort of impression I gave you, but I’m not some habitual cheater. This is the first time I’ve had sex with someone other than my wife. While I’m married.”

I do flirt a lot though. Flirting doesn’t count as cheating, does it?

Neon’s response is an incredulous “Huh. I thought everyone on that app was, like, a habitual user or something.”

“It’s mostly used for prostitution,” Sea says. “I’d never used it before, but it’s pretty obviously either that or scams. I’m shocked you didn’t know that.”

“I didn’t really think about it. I mean, I’d already thought about it a lot by that point. Once I decided I was going to do it, I just typed something and posted it.”

Yeah, that’s what I mean. Regardless of the content, most of the posts are pretty much like advertisements. Some clever line, a phone number, an emote or two…something that gives it ‘flair.’ Neon’s message was just a few lines of text.

“Why did you post that tonight? Like, why are you here and not home studying or hanging out with friends?”

Ah, dammit. Why did I ask that? I don’t care about her personal life.

But Neon, naive to the social etiquette of a hook-up, thought seriously on the question. Her golden eye stared at the ceiling. “That…” was not an easy thing to put into words. She’d spent several days mulling it over before making her decision, after all. “I don’t know if I had a reason in the end. My thinking was I wanted to change something about myself. My life is pretty boring. Wake up, go to school, come home and repeat. That monotonous ‘narrative’ of my life, I wanted to do something out of character. I heard some people in school talking about that app and for some reason it stuck with me.”

“So in other words,” Sea’s lips stretch into a wide grin. “You thought getting laid would make you feel better?”

“At least it sounds better in my head.” Neon shrugs. She turns her head, casting her golden gaze on Sea. “What about you? Why did you post that message?”

Sea sighs, “You don’t know really know why Friend Ƶone exists do you?”

“No, I get it,” says Neon. “I’m not supposed to ask, I know. Two strangers meet up, have sex, and go home. No strings attached. No messy feelings.” Without those ‘conditions’ she doubted she’d have taken the risk with the app in the first place. “If you don’t want to talk about it, we don’t have to.”

After sex, there are two types of people. There are those who fall asleep right away and those who become rather chatty. Neon is the latter type, Sea discovers. She’s not all too thrilled about it.

She’s not supposed to be, anyway. There is something about Neon. The sweet tones of her melodic voice is like audible chocolate. Her openness is caused by her innocence. In any woman or man she’d inspire a slimy, grotesque covetousness. Sea is no different. So as to escape those feelings, Sea starts talking.

“… Nah, it doesn’t matter. It’s not like it’s some secret. I didn’t want to go home. I usually hang out with my co-workers, but everyone was busy today. I needed time to kill until my wife fell asleep so I decided to look through that app. I’ve never cheated on her before, didn’t really plan to either. Most of the posts are men looking to sleep with women or prostitutes. It was enough to turn me off, but…well, I saw an empty little post begging for attention and clicked on it and here we are.”

“So, in other words… It’s my fault you’re having an affair now?”

An affair. Cheating. For some reason, the weight of those words were incredibly light on Sea’s conscience. If she found out… would she cry? I, we took vows saying we’d love each other forever. If I’m not still in love with her… do I at least have love for her?

Sea questioned her heart, but there was no answer.

“Disappointed?”

“Not exactly.” Neon rolls onto her side and closes her eyes. “I’ve never had a boyfriend or a girlfriend. If I did, I can’t say I’m open-minded enough to accept them sleeping with someone else.”

‘But’ she says as she moves closer. Close enough to drop her head on Sea’s shoulder. “I don’t hate this either,” she says while her eyes drift close. “So I guess I’m also disappointed in myself. Just a little.”

Just like that? She’s able to accept her hypocrisy just like that? And feel only ‘a little’ disappointment?

In contrast, Sea is disgusted.

She’s disgusted with how naturally, her arm moves to support the head on her shoulder.

She’s disgusted with how greedy she is to devour Neon’s lips.

And most of all, she’s disgusted with how happy it makes her. It’s so damn fulfilling, it’s not until they’re both out of breath and on the verge on suffocating that they part their lips.

“… D-Do you want to do it again?” asks Neon.

It’s a question that didn’t require an answer. In the end, they extended their stay overnight.

---

This is a continuing story about a young white girls travels as a white slave to black men

White Slavery or is it Really

Part 8

Addie upon returning to her dorm was surprised to see that Lane was still up, she was setting on the bed stark ass naked! and was casually playing with herself. She then asked her how things had gone with the mistress?, knowing full well, what had happened! This was followed by her asking, Addie would you , please come over here I have something I want to show you….., and would you take a close look, “at her very wet pussy” saying that this, would be another part of her initiation! Addie was on her knees now, and innocently staring closely at Lanes pussy wondering what it was she was suppose to be looking for? When Lane grabbed her head, and forced her lips onto a very wet clit!. Addie did not resist, and now, new exactly what Lane wanted, easily starting to give her pleasure, Lane almost immediately orgasmed, and with no regard what so ever for Addie as she held her helplessly tight and let her suck!.After which Lane was barely able to ask if Addie was ready for the second part of her initiation into the special girls club, Addie had not expected this? Lane said, take off all your clothes and put on those red hi heels you like so much. Addie was tired and had hesitated thinking it was late, and had started to object, when Lane said okay,… I thought you wanted to be in the club, and you told me you would do anything?.

Addie with a long sigh, slowly started taking off her clothes, and having a chance to wear these new heels and exotic underwear was quite appealing as they made her feel so grown up and sexy compared to her black plain school shoes. In only minutes she was standing there nude in only her belt stocking and heels, Lane then put a paper bag over her head! Several of the other girls walked in as Lane told Addie to put her hands up, and hold them above her head until they were done with her!. The other girls had brought body paint that Lane had asked them to bring. She had taken a black magic marker, and had first carefully outlined, around Addie’s breasts and then around her pubic area, and bottom which was to look like a halter top and short shorts, the girls had mixed up, and were now starting to paint the areas in between the outlines with a pink grease type body paint. This was suppose to make her look like she was wearing something?. However the results although pink, did contrast with Addie’s very white skin and had almost the opposite effect in that it dramatically accented her breasts, nipples and very round bottom as well as her slit clit and pubic area! But in a much more grotesque, and vulgar way.

Lane had told Addie to lower her hands hands, and had tied them tightly behind her back followed by helping her out out of their room, down the hall and to the back stairs, the girls had a car ready that was parked in back of the dorm. They helped her into the back and as the car drove off Lane was telling Addie that this was one of several requirements that she would have to perform in order to get into the secret girls club.

Adanna was starting to get into this, nude tied an with a blindfold thing, and was something she really liked. The moistness of the earlier experience with the head mistress, and then Lane was starting to return with anticipation, and uncertainty as only a young horny girl like her could have, Addie was now quite excited with the prospects. Lane was telling her that she was going to have to walk through the entire length of Connetquot State park with her hands tied behind her back at 1.00 AM in the morning, dressed in only heels stockings garter belt and pink body paint!. Addie thought naively, this requirement seemed simple, as who would be out at this late hour? But the thought of someone actually seeing her naked was also quite deliciously appealing? Addie had never been here or any other place on Long Island, and had only seen the countryside from a car window in route from the city to their new home near Rivehead.

The car had finally pulled to a stop in one of the parking areas of the park, Addie was helped out, and was lead over to one of the paths. Before the sack covering her head and eyes was removed Lane had deviously pulled her first this way, and that, followed by turning her around, and around several times so as to totally confuse her.

Lane then removed the paper sack saying to Addie to stay on the main path, and to not go down any of the others! Because if she did there was the possibility of running into drug dealers as well as other unsavory people and things that usually occurred at this late hour. Especially on many of these out of the way paths that branched off from the main one, and that if she stumbled into a drug deal with her hands tied behind her back, well all sorts of dreadful things might easily happen to her!….
Lane patted Addie on her pink bottom and pushed her off down the path saying they would pick her up in the parking lot at the other end of the park!.

It was a warm summer evening and the moon had not yet broken through the scattered clouds, Adanna was uncertain as to what was, and what was not, the main path as the moon finally broke through the last remaining clouds leaving the area quite bright, at first it was quiet. The park at one time had been a very pleasant place as did many parks in these small communities, but over the last dozen years, had become a place where all sorts of illicit things had occured, especially in the middle of the night!.

So far it had been quiet and she had passed no one. As Addie walked along the path only the clicking of her new hi heels could be heard on the pavement, thinking to herself that this was going to be easy, she had come to a point where the path separated in two different directions, and was uncertain, as to which one to take? Then taking the one she thought was right?. She heard something rustle in the bushes some distance away and then saw something move in them!…. At first scared her not knowing what it was, when she finally saw it was only a dog, had started to relax, but as the dog got closer she again, became frightened! Not only was the dog coming directly towards her! He was a very large male black Lab with a shiny coat that reflected in the moon light, and she could see as he came closer the dog had a very large penis, and that this very aroused animal cock was wagging back and forth as the dog walked up to her!..

Apparently this dog had been drawn by the smell of her very wet bare pussy, the dog after sniffing her crotch immediately started licking her slit concentrating on her very wet erect clitoris, Addie had never experienced anything like this, she had never really thought about animals? But his rough, raspy, and very wet warm tongue had produced in her, an unstoppable “ trembling orgasm”!!..OMG! .This, barely left her able to stand. She had tried to shoo the dog away but with her hands bound behind her back, along with the fact she had just climaxed had only increased the dogs ardent interest in her genitals, the results of which had made him lick at this most succulent unprotected spot, even more aggressively.!

Addie was still trembling, and trying to back away from the dog, and not to make any noise when she heard the dogs owner, call out, “Brutus”, get over here, and leave the lady alone! But Brutus was having none of this, and continued to lap at her cunt with even more determination than ever. As the owner of the dog came closer, Adanna was uncertain as to what she should do?.

The owner was a big scary looking black man! Well over 6′ tall he had grabbed Brutus’s collar and was trying to pull him away, when her started to notice in the bright moon light that Addie was really naked, and Brutus had licked all of the pink body paint from around her cunt clit, and pubic area! This at first made it look like someone had ripped the crotch right out of her pink short shorts!.

He looked at her closer, and then noticed her hands were tied behind her back, he had a look of wonder and lust that crossed his face all at the same time? Followed by a big grin, that showed a toothless smile, he cautiously looked around asking if she was alone, and was she alright and who had done this to her?. Addie for once in her life, quickly said that she was just fine, and was only trying to satisfy a risky school girl dare and prank! By walking through the park nude, painted with her hands tied behind her back at 1.00 AM in the morning. He again looked around cautiously still not quite believing her?

Brutus was now having a fit and was still trying to lap and lick her now even more dripping and juicy cunt, the owner of the dog gave one of Addie’s nipples a painful pinch making sure that it was indeed pink paint she yelped in pain as he pushed her off the path into the grass and down onto her knees, at the same time he unzipped his pants. Addie was on her knees when he produced a big black cock… So you like “Dare’s”, do you!, he said with another toothless grin, I dare you to suck on this!. Addie had never sucked a cock or anything like this, as she timidly stuck her tongue out, and touched the very tip!. He was holding onto the dogs collar with one hand, and with the other grabbed her blond hair, forcing her mouth over, and onto his big hard cock, after having the head mistress do almost the same thing several hours earlier, this seemed almost natural!.
She almost gagged at first, but as she got the hang of doing so, and with her new found on the job training, was not only getting better, she was even starting to enjoy the abused helplessness face fucking and the situation she was experiencing. It only took several minutes before a most forcefully stored up jezzim of a cum load shot off, and again this too almost gagged her! While holding her head tight, he said, Blondie you suck it all down now, ya hear!.

With him now spent, and gobs of thick cum dripping off her lips, he said honey child if I didn’t have Ole Brutus with me, you would be having yo blond headed brains fucked out of yo pretty Lil head right now! But, Brutus, here he’s my best buddy, so am going to lets him poke’s you! first! Then going on to say, Ole Brutus here he ain’t never had no white pussy before. Eluding to the fact that Brutus had in the past apparetly fucked some black women! So with Addie now on her knees, the dog had sensed her helpless vulnerability and gone from aggressively trying to lick Addie’s snatch to aggressively trying to mount her!. The dog was trying, unsuccessfully to poke the big red knotty end of his doggy dick into her pink little pussy! This old black guy was on his knees holding her face and shoulders down forcefully against the grass leaving her bare bottom in the air at just the perfect height for the dog!. Just when Addie had resigned herself to the fact that her first sexual fucking experience was going to be with a dog! And with his front legs now wrapped around her middle and him lustfully nipping at her neck she felt the head of his big dogie dick getting closer and closer to her youthful helpless opening! The silence of this and her fate was quickly shattered by the sound of Police cars that had turned onto the park road with sirens blaring, and lights flashing!. They drove down the road right next to the park. This had scared the old man, who had jumped up letting Addie go, and had quickly started dragging the dog off down the path and into the woods! The animal was still yapping, and pulling hard on his leash, was not happy and certainly did not want to leave this opportunity!.

Adanna could not believe her luck and was slowly able to get up! The cop cars had driven right by the park and kept going, not slowing down at all, apparently in pursuit of something else? She was thinking the old black guy had not been to smart, as he could easily have tied the dog to a nearby tree, and then done what ever he wanted to her and let the dog do the same!…Her heart was still pounding and as it slowed down she started fantasizing again as she as she once again was able to continued along the path. What would it have been like, to have been a young white slave girl that had black male master, and that he not only was going to sexually abuse her, she was also going to mated to a big dog?. She had not known, just how close she had come, to this fantasy coming true, and that her first time would have been with either a dog or an old black man?. The thought of this, along with the tongue licking the dog had given her, had only added to the wetness that was again starting to seep from her bare well licked pussy, and was slowly starting to make its way along with the pink grease paint down the inside of her bare thighs. She had not gone far when she heard voices arguing, she could barely hear the words, drugs, and money and was now sure she had taken the wrong path.

Addie had turned around and was almost to the other path when two young black boys on bikes, pedaled by at first giving her a casual look . She was now on the correct path, and had gone some distance when she heard the two boys again on the bikes return! They were now racing to catch her, she had tried to run as best she could with her hands behind her back and in heels! She was almost to the parking lot when the first boy caught up to her quickly followed by the second, they had both jumped off their bikes, throwing them down! She felt one of them grab her as the other one tried to pull off her pink top only to discover that it was only grease paint covering her breasts! He was amazed by this and hesitated? His hands then went directly for her crotch, then the young man who was holding her forced her down on her knees, and the other still in wonder with his fingers covered with pink grease paint unzipped his pants and forced a young black and very hard cock into Addie’s mouth! He may have been young and inexperienced, but had easily started face fucking her with youthful abandon! In hardly less than a minute he could not help, but to squirt off! For Adanna being naked and helplessly on her knees, and having to suck another black cock although a young one left her heart pounding again and seemed to make her only want this more! Her wishes were granted when the boys switched! It was only several more minutes when Lane, and the other girls raced their car into the parking lot, flashing their lights off, and on while honking the horn!. The two boys at first did not know what to do! Not at all sure who it was, as they two had heard the sirens, released his grip, and was pushing her lovely lips away just as his cock ejaculated! The boys then ran off into the bushes! Lane and the other girls had helped Addie up and quickly pulled her into the car. As they drove off the two young bikers had come out of the bushes and were grumbling to themselves at their lost opportunity.

The next day Addie had been late for class. She had gotten back to the dorms very late, and Lane had done nothing to help her! Addie had such a hard time washing not only the marking pen, and pink body paint off. She also had a harder time getting the residual dried gooey cum that had dripped all over her from not only the head mistress, but also from the old black guy, his dog and these two young black boys!. As Addie walked in her hair was still wet, she was greeted by the head mistress, who said quite loudly not only to her but to everyone else in class, not only are you late, but you are dressed inappropriately, as in her haste she had put on the wrong colored sweater. The mistress said with a sadistic grin, all those demerits you worked off last night, are all back plus, I just added a few more!…

With this class on black African history well under way, the head mistress was ranting about the fact that all the young white girls attending this class, could not possibly know or understand anything about what these young black female slaves had endured. Calling them soft white rich bitches that had every thing given to them, and that they, would never have been able to withstand the torture and abuse that these poor black girls had unwillingly been subjected to!.
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The head mistress with a very cold expression of disgust would look directly at Adanna every time she would say, “poor black girls”,” had to endure”, “the brutality of it all”, and in such a way that seemed to be blaming all that had happened only on Adanna, who, in her naivety was almost in tears and taking everyone of these comments personally. If this was not bad enough the mistress had gotten slides made detailing the abuse that had been inflicted on these young women! As the slides were shown, Adanna had wondered how the mistress had gotten these pictures as many of them were the same as those she had seen in the attic? Apparently there were more of these hideous pictures around than just the ones in the trunk!. Not only this, they had been enlarged showing in detail, the many cases, of abuse and torture that had been painfully applied to their nipples cunts, and clits along with the brutal beatings! The use of some very large black cocks that had been forced on them by big black male slaves along with animals mostly donkey’s were also used in order to really stretch their tight young pussy’s.

Every time the mistress would click the slide projector and show these details, she would look right at Adanna when she talked about guilt, and abuse!. This had only added to her already tremendous guilt, and the wonder? How would she ever be able to pay back for the sins, of those who had done these horrible things to these young black women! Especially adding to this were the thoughts and feelings of what her grand parents, and great grand parents had done!.

She certainly had guilt, but with it came very erotic feelings along with her almost constantly imagining that she was one of these girls, and that she, was the one who was now being abused, and that instead of them, it was her, who’s nipples, and clit along with a very large “black’”cock or some gigantic animal was being used to forcefully rape her! These thoughts had brought a number of mini orgasms just thinking about them, not only in the past, but now in class, she was so aroused by these thoughts that her eyes had briefly glazed over.

These perverse delicious thoughts were abruptly interrupted as she was suddenly brought back to reality!..The head mistress was in her face again yelling that she should pay better attention, and that she had added more demerits!. Adanna was setting there embarrassingly crimson as the class was dismissed, she was afraid to get up as her panties were now soaked from these previous lewd thoughts and mini orgasms, if she got up now, everyone would know and be able to see the large wet spot she would have left behind on the light colored fabric of her desk chair!.

After setting there until everyone had left trying to be as inconspicuous as possible, Addie was carefully getting up when the head mistress smiled at the sight of the wet seat! She then told her there was one other thing?. All of the young women at the college including her were required to attend the once a month Dinner Dance and Elegant Ball held in the nearby all male Military Academy. When she had registered for college with Sam, this small bit of information had went right over Adanna’s head unnoticed, but was now fast approaching this coming weekend. The mistress asked, did she have a date?.

The Military Academy was actually an all black high school that equaled, Freshmen Sophomore, Junior and Senior levels of education and all the young black men were cadets. The Commandant of the Academy had served in Viet Nam as well as the first gulf war with distinction, and because he was a graduate of West Point and had majored in academia was more than qualified to not only administer, but also to teach. What was of most interest to any woman that had met him and to many of the young women at the college, was the fact he was also a very handsome eligible bachelor! He had been sought after by numerous women, as somewhat of a prize, and in particular a number of well to do white women that belonged to the local Country Club! They had invited him to personally attend many of the clubs elaborate social functions. Many had doted over him and some had even propositioned him, rumor had it, that he did enjoyed more than just their company!.

When Addie returned to her dorm room , and had asked Lane about the dance, and how was she ever going to get a date as she did not know any of the cadets?. Lane in one of her more friendlier moods said not to worry that she knew and had dated many of the cadets and would see to it that she had a date.. After which she went on to explained that the Commandant, and the head mistress wanted to ensure that both the young black cadets, and these young white women needed to be fully integrated. So that the true spirit of blacks, and whites intermingling in this way would be realized, and that these meetings of two ethnic cultures would be accomplished for education as well as social and societal purposes. But Lane in a candid moment, had smiled devilishly telling Addie that this was all a bunch of Bull Shit! That most of the young women attending the College were there for only one reason, and that was their interest in the young black men that attended the nearby Military Academy.

Further, she went on to say, that most of these young white women had a yen for black, and that this was a way to ensure it would happen in a more respectable and responsible way, as opposed to other, more hidden back room adventures that occurred with many black men, and white women even in today’s society. She then asked Addie, didn’t you see all the pictures of the girls with the young black men in the head mistress private quarters?

Addie now embarrassed and with a “very red face” slowly said yes, also saying, but those were not the only pictures I saw!.. Lane told her not to worry, just about every girl at the college had, at one time or another been in the head mistress’s private quarters naked, and that it was just another thing they willingly put up with that allowed them the opportunity to spend time with these eligible young black men!. Lane also went on to say that ,..she had the hots for the Commandant, and that she, along with several of the older women that sponsored many of these girls to attend the college had also been trying to catch his attention. Lane at 22 was one of the oldest students and was still there using the excuse of an advanced degree in order to have access to the Commandant!. Addie had been some what shocked by Lanes explanation, but even as naive she was, the picture of white women being sexually submissive to black men was starting to become more that just an appealing coincidence!

Adanna had now opened up to Lane telling her about this unrelenting guilt she had, and did not know how she was ever going to get rid herself of it? Further going on to blurt out that her grandparents, and to a greater extent her great grandparents had been involved in some illicit female black slave trading. Lane was now the one to be shocked!. But then thought after hearing Addie’s explanation, that she might be able to use this information and Addie guilt, to her advantage and possibly help put her in a more favorable position, with the handsome black Commandant.

Lane told Addie that she had set up another of several things, that would be required for her initiation into the secret girls club, and that she should get ready for one of them later this evening!.. Lane had deviously thought that she could use Addie and this new found information and guilt to help perk the Commandants Interest in her! She had heard rumors that the Commandant had a thing for white women in general and young white girls in particular.

Lane had told Addie to go take a shower, and to be ready the minute it got dark. Addie was drying off, when Lane said put on your new stockings, garter belt, and red high heel shoes. These were some of the things she had bought in the city and had so far not been able to wear, and that this would be all she would need!.

Addie was surprised that she would be able to wear some of the exotic things she had bought at the risqué store in the city, and was quite pleased to show off these sexy under garments. She was starting to feel more like an attractive young woman, as she put on some bright red lip gloss, rather than an awkward young school girl.

With Addie now dressed in this skimpy attire it really made her look, and feel erotically hot, and sexy. Lane then put on a tight fitting blindfold that covered her eyes. She then said to Addie as she tied her hands behind her back, and led her out of dorm room, down the hall, and to the back stairs. Addie, Lane said, tonight I have a special surprise for you. I am going to present you to the Commandant of the all male military Academy as a gift, and that the Commandant, who is related to several of the young slave girls that were brutalized by your grandparents! Will be able to do what ever he wants to you, or the same things that had been done to these poor, black women so many years ago. I know this is what you want, and it will help satisfy your deep, and burning guilt that has been troubling you. Lane thinking to herself, had no idea if any of what she had just said, was true!.

Addie now at 17 years old and as a fully developed young woman wearing only red high heels a garter belt, and stockings was indeed a very appealing sight, beautiful blond hair all done up, nude, and totally helpless, The perfect bait to attract any lecherous male, or female for that matter. Lane went on to say, Adanna this will be your first time with a man, and that not only would it be with an older, and very hansom black man she would be righting some of the many terrible wrongs that had been incurred by her grandparents.

Addie was almost ecstatically giddy at the prospects of her first actual intercourse, and with a hansom black man as she thought about what was about to happen. It was about 10.00 pm in the evening when the car went through the main gate of the Military Academy, Lane had easily cleared it with the the young black gate guards who were standing post at the main gate of the Academy. This academy was treated much like a military base, she only needed to promise them that they would get a good look at Addie’s beautiful young naked body, and with that, the guards would easily let them pass.

Lane had decided to do the guards one better, as the car came to a stop, she motioned one of the guards over, and at the same time opened the rear door and pulled him into the back seat where Addie was setting, she was wondering?what was going on?. This was followed by telling him he was more than welcome to, grab fondle or feel her up as much as he lked!.

Addie who was already very wet, and trembling with anticipation, especially after hearing the conversation about being fondled while nude, and blind folded! She almost had an orgasm just thinking about what they were going to do!. The other young guard, had now walked over and was peering in the open back door. Lane had told Addie that most of the young black men at the Academy had in some way been, related to many of the black slave girls,that had been abused during slavery, and to let them do, whatever they wanted! She was helpless and unable to resist and this comment was only a moot point as nothing would prevent them from sexually degrading or abusing her in anyway, but Lane stated again that her submissiveness would help rid her of this “terrible guilt”!.

The first guard was really enjoying himself by twisting Addie’s nipples and trying to reach down between her legs with his young black fingers, that had never explored a naked women much less a naked young white girl! He was having some difficulty, when he decided to get out of the car, and asked Lane if it would be okay to take her into the guard shack for a moment so they could really have some fun with her?. Lane said sure, but don’t be to long? As I have other plans for her.

With this encouragement and the other girls watching Addie was quickly pulled from the rear seat and helplessly escorted into the small guard shack, her bare bottom and tits were jiggling so inviting each time she took a step! Once inside they both, with youthful abandon nibbled sucked and squeezed on her breasts! One of young boys was able to get his fingers into her wet little twat, Addie was beside herself with young oversexed lust, then she was pushed down on her knees, and they both unzipped their pants quickly revealing two really hard and maturing 14 yr old black pricks.

Addie was more than ready, and now knew exactly what to do. With her bare pink little slit very moist, and slightly dripping, first one, followed by the other experienced this beautiful young blond girl, tongue who at first not so timidly reached out, and touched the head of their hard little black pricks. As her mouth slowly closed over this hard prick, she could feel it twitch and the hardness from his balls instantly explode into her mouth. The second young boy had done so even quicker as her tongue touched his prick he prematurely dropped his load and squirted her right in the face!. Addie who was consumed with both guilt, and lust greedily sucked both of these adolescent little pricks trying to get as much as she could, as she wiped his cum from her eyes!…

These two young Cadets then helped her back into the car and had given her a clean towel they kept for polishing their uniform shoes and with their carnal knowledge and wetness still glistening on her beautiful red lips, lane continued to clean her up as the car drove off towards the Commandants quarters . Lane noticed a rather satisfied and smug sigh from Addie, as they pulled up in front his residence. The other girls watched Lane as she guided Addie down the walk with her beautiful young naked body helpless with anticipation, and then up to his front door.

Lane had just pushed the door button, and was astonished that the door immediately opened, and there stood this “Hansom Black Gentleman” she so lusted after. Lane at first was quite surprised not knowing quite what to say, and was stammering for words, the Commandant also had a look of wonder, but his was a knowing one ?

He was just standing there with a somewhat puzzled expression, that slowly turned into a wrye smile, waiting for an explanation? With two attractive young women on his doorstep, one that looked like an erotically under dressed precocious young school girl, that was nude, and wearing a blindfold. The other, he knew all about, although fully dressed was every bit as shapely, and attractive?.
Lane was desperately trying to come up with something to say. She had originally planned to just leave Addie there with a note taped to one of her nipples that said only this,.. “meaning Addie” is a gift from Lane who has admired you for some time, and I would like to give you something you like to cherish so you would fondly remember my love for you and I would do anything to be with you!…..Signed Lane!. She had planned on just ringing the bell and leaving!

This man without saying a word at first took the note, and read the words out loud very slowly, so that Addie could hear. Saying to Lane, I am very flattered, that you would think so much of me that you would give me something so beautiful and wonderful as this!…I love the gift but cannot except it! Lane was crushed as her plans and his rejection was not at all what she had expected! Almost in tears she had turned around so dejected and was starting to leave when he said the gift I really want!,… is you!,… and what I want I usually get!. Lane was speechless, not knowing at all what to say as he went onto say, leave her, meaning Addie. I have just the thing we can do with her, and this would easily solve one problem, and that you!,…. Looking directly into Lane’s eyes could solve the other!….,Further stating, that she should be back on his door step in half an hour, dressed exactly the same as this beautiful young girl, and that then, we can proceed with getting intimately, and much better acquainted!!!…..

Lane was so excited, barely able to speak as he again looked directly into her eyes turning her around,and pushing her down the steps saying, I expect you back promptly. She was now starting to realize what had just happened as the true meaning of his words finally sank in OMG!. He wanted her,!… nude bound and helpless, and now!…

Lane could not get back to the dorms and get undressed fast enough as the two young gate guards waved her, and the other girls through without even slowing down. The guards had called earlier, and advised the Commandant of Lanes intention’s, and at that time the Commandant had called the barracks, telling two of the senior cadets to get over to his quarters on the double, and when they arrived, he suggested they take Adanna back to there barracks and enjoy themselves, but that they should treat her like a lady, and be gentleman! After which, when they were done to see that she was escorted safely back to her dorm. He then thought to himself, that she would certainly get the full treatment of these young horny men, but was unsure it would be lady like, or that they would be gentleman!…

Continued in Part 9

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[b]THE LIMO DRIVER-part 2

Bonnie woke up feeling good and she thought about how much money she had made from the three guys. She also thought about the satisfaction she had gotten from them too. She got up did her coffee, brushed her teeth and jumped into the shower like every morning. But this morning was a different day cause she had the day off.

Wondering what she was going to do on her day off. She toweled herself off and went to the kitchen to get her coffee. She was on her third cup when the phone rang. It was her boss and she only thought he wanted her to work, so she answered the phone anyway.

It was her boss and he wanted her to work, cause it was a special request for her to drive. But the good thing was it wasn’t until tonight they had requested her. Her boss told her the people paid double for her to be the driver. Something about one of the ladies was told about her from her brother.

She was wondering if it was one of the three guys from the other night, who had told his sister about her. And why would she pick a woman. Bonnie didn’t understand it, but thought if she is getting paid double time for this. That she was going to do it and make more money.

She went through her day wondering most of the day about the job tonight. Even when she went to the store to buy food for the week. She just couldn’t get her mind off of why would a bunch of women want her to drive and not some good-Looking guy. Most times when she thought about it, she ended up smiling cause she was going to make the big money again.

That’s why the men who drove the other Limo’s didn’t like her at all. She always got the big tippers and good jobs. She wasn’t the one who calls in and requests her, she just does her job.

She came into work early in anticipation of or maybe curious about these women. She checked out her car and the boss came over to her and said “ you’re my best and most requested driver, so therefore you are going to get the brand new Limo that came in today.

She got really excited because the other guys at work told her she would never get the new one when it came in. There are guys who have been there a lot longer and expected to be assigned the new car. And now they are going to be more pissy towards her. But what the hell she feels she has deserved it working more hours then most of them and never turning down the boss when her asks her to work.

She transferred all her stuff from her old car to the new one with all the guys’ there staring holes in her. This was a double stretch limo and it had everything in it. She thought how much better could it get then being the boss’s number 1 driver.

Bonnie drover to the pick up point and waited. One by one the women showed up. Val was the sister of jack, one of the three guys who showed her a great time and paid her really well. Val was explaining to her that her brother told her all about Bonnie and how she had showed them a good time and all.

Bonnie was wondering if jack had told his sister about the sex too. Cause Val never said anything about it. And Bonnie wasn’t going to say anything to get jack in any trouble either.

When all six women were in the car, they had Bonnie drive them to the Wiltshire Belmont Hotel for a business meeting with reps from all over the country. She had to sit and wait for 2 hours until they were done.

When the women came out they all looked a little pissed about something. Bonnie asked Val if everything was all right and Val told Bonnie that the men had them mad. That the men made them feel like they were idiots and stole their ideals.

Donna, another one of the women wanted to know where they could go to use men around here. Bonnie had just the plan; it’s were she was going to go to tonight on her night off.

Bonnie just smiled as she drove them to a club where tonight it an all male revue. The women got real excited and told Bonnie she is the best. Val asked bonnie if she wants to hang out with them all night and she will be paying anyway.

Bonnie called her boss to find out if she can do another all nighter. Her boss tells her Val is the one paying and if she wants to pay you until next week, it’s fine with him. Val also agreed to pay the car bill and any other bill Bonnie incurs.

Bonnie thought what a job and followed the other women into the club. They watched all the men do their strip acts and got themselves all worked up. Then sitting there after the show having a few more drinks. They had several guys approach them wanting to join them. Most of the women still pissed from work told the guys to fuck off.

Bonnie got a kick out of hanging with these ladies and realized that she doesn’t get to go out with other women. She thought that she should do this more often.

The women wanted to leave and go to a store to buy some liquor before returning to the hotel they are staying at. So Val talked to the local women and talked them into staying at the hotel all together.

Two of the three local women called home and told their better halves that the had to work all night on this project from work and they were going to do that at the Townsend Hotel where the other women are staying.

Bonnie drove to the liquor store and the women went in and got all types of booze. Then Bonnie drove then to the Townsend and parked the car. She followed the others up to the room on the 8th floor. Then they all went in the room laughing and talking about it’s going to be a slumber party.

Janet said she had extra PJ’s and if anyone wants to use them its fine. So everyone followed Janet into her bedroom and seen all baby-Doll’s. Each one picks out these really skimpy nighties and undressed; only to put these little see-through’s on

They were all still talking about the male strippers and how Bonnie was a genius for taking them there. And how they put those ass hole men in their places for trying to pick them up.

Bonnie looked around the room to see there were two bedrooms in this suite. And a kitchen with an icemaker, she thought how cool was this. The company they work for pays for this too.

Val and Janet said what do you girls want, while they were mixing drinks. And Val suggested they play some drinking games and have fun. All the other girls agreed and the party was going.

After about two hours of heavy drinking they decided to play strip poker between them selves. They were all on their way to being drunk by now anyway. So they sat around the table and started playing. Bonnie thought this was so much fun hanging out with these women like this.

When it got down to two women, Bonnie and Janet had only their panties left on. Val wanted to play another game, everyone is dealt the same amount of card and they turn them over one by one, like the game of war. But this game the one with the lowest number is told to do something by the one with the highest number.

So they agreed to play this game and Donna got the highest and Bonnie got the lowest. Donna dared Bonnie to French kiss Janet. So bonnie moved over beside Janet and threw her arms around Janet and started kissing her, then the big French kiss.

They were all naked except for Janet and Bonnie who only had their panties on. So Val won the next hand and she dare Donna who lost to pull off Janet and Bonnie’s panties with her teeth. Donna went to Janet first and Janet lifted herself to make it easier for Donna to do the deed. Then Donna went to Bonnie to do the same. But she was laughing so hard that she fell into Bonnie’s crotch.

They continued playing and having a great time with all kind of dares. Until Janet won and dared Val to lick Bonnie’s pussy. Bonnie feeling out of place with this one just sat there and couldn’t believe they had dared Val to do that. She thought what am I going to do, I never had a women touch me down there before.

Bonnie was drunk and thought the hell with it, she lost and that’s what she has to do. Val leaned down and started licking Bonnie’s pussy. She would lick up across the clit and back down and push her tongue into Bonnie’s hole. God this feels great Bonnie thought.

Val kept this up for more then a few minutes before the others started complaining that she is doing it too long. So Val has another game to play now. Lets put bonnie on the table and show her the gratitude for showing us a good time. They all agreed that this is what should be done.

As Bonnie lay there with these women all around her licking and sucking on every part of her body, she starts moaning and panting like mad. Janet is sucking on her clit, while Val is tongue fucking her ass. This is driving Bonnie crazy and she is getting close to an orgasm.

Then Bonnie feels something over her, it’s Tammy and she is now sitting on Bonnie’s face. Bonnie starts licking Tammy’s cunt and she is rocking back and forth over Bonnie’s face. Bonnie is feels the orgasm hitting her and her tongue is like a weed wacker on Tammy’s pussy now.

Bonnie lets loose and starts Cumming a big one, while bucking and shaking the whole time. Janet licks her clit at a hundred miles an hour now trying to make Bonnie have the big one. While Val is pushing her tongue deeply into Bonnie’s ass.

Meanwhile Donna brings some vibrators and dildos out of the bedroom and they start using them on Bonnie and each other. Cause by now all the women are horny as hell and wants to lick, suck and fuck each other.

Donna straps on a 10-inch dildo and Val moves away for the show. She then puts some lubricant on it and rubs it all over like she is jerking off a cock. Then she pulls Bonnie’s legs up and pushes at her ass with this dildo. Donna pushes harder and forces it in Bonnie’s ass. Bonnie lets out a whine, because she has never had anything over 5 inches in there before.

After a few minutes of taking her time, Donna starts driving her hips pushing the dildo deeper into Bonnie’s ass. By now Bonnie is liking it and fucking back at Donna. Now Janet reaches down between Bonnie’s legs and inserts an 8-inch vibrator with the flicker on it. This flicker reaches up to the clit and tickles it back and forth while the vibrator is doing its job inside of Bonnie.

About now this is driving Bonnie crazy and with girls sucking on each of her tits she is about to explode with pleasure. Oh God is all she kept saying while the other women kept up with what they were doing.

Bonnie started shaking and jerking around on the table, this excited the other women and they went harder and faster on Bonnie.

Bonnie thought she would never stop Cumming with hoe the others were pleasuring her. She felt like there was no energy left in her body. She has never in her life ever cum like that before.

Now it was Janet’s turn for the same, as each one of them suck, like and fuck Janet’s whole body. They kept it up until Janet was rocking, shaking and jerking around like a fish out of water.

Each one had there turn on each other, until they all had the big one on that table. Then they decided to partner up with one or two of the others. This made Bonnie horny again.

Janet and Val wanted Bonnie for themselves and went into the bedroom together. They all three climbed on the bed and started kissing each other. As Bonnie was kissing Janet, Val went down on her once again and was fingering her ass and licking her cunt. Janet went down to Bonnie’s breasts and started licking and sucking each one over and over.

Then Janet strapped on the 8-inch dildo while Val put on the 10 inch one. Janet shoved the 8-inch dildo up Bonnie’s ass and then Val shoved the 10 inch one into her pussy. They started rocking with the same tempo and kept up this rhythm for some time, causing Bonnie to have several more orgasms.

Val pulled it out and went up to Bonnie’s mouth and she opened her mouth with pleasure. Janet then reached around Bonnie and started rubbing her clit. Val was now pushing her dildo down into Bonnie’s throat and making bonnie deep throat this big fake cock.

This was a big turn on for all three of them and with the dildo’s strapped on; it was rubbing their clits also. They all were Cumming over and over again.

Then Janet unstrapped the dildo and put it on Bonnie. Bonnie just decided to return the favor and started butt-fucking Janet as hard as she could. Val pushed her dildo up in Janet’s pussy and began fucking her with it.

Bonnie reached around Janet and was playing with her nice tits, while Val was kissing up and down on Janet’s neck. Up to her mouth and frenching her, then back down her neck to where Bonnie was playing to lick the nipples.

They kept going for a while until they felt it was Val’s turn to get fucked. So Janet and Bonnie switched dildo’s and Bonnie got her chance to kiss Val. She watched how Val had done Janet and tried to do likewise. Kissing up to her mouth, then work her tongue down the neck to Janet’s big tits. Licking and sucking on each one, then back up. All the while pumping the dildo that’s strapped to her in and out of Janet’s sweet hotbox.

When they had done each other over and over they decided it was time for bed. But Bonnie had other plans as she walked into the other bedroom.

Bonnie entered the bedroom and seen two bodies doing a sixty-nine. She went to the end of the bed and lowered her head down to Tammy’s ass. She wondered what it would taste like sticking her tongue into another women’s ass. So she forced her tongue into Tammy’s ass and Tammy went wild with excitement.

Tammy started bucking wildly and having a really big orgasm While Donna and Bonnie were fucking her holes with their tongues.
After Bonnie knew that Tammy was done, she moved around the other side of Donna and drove her tongue into Donna’s ass.
Donna started having a big one now and as she was shaking hard, Bonnie drove her tongue in deeper.

Donna fell over off of Tammy and they told Bonnie that they had to fuck her now. Tammy strapped on a dildo, while Donna grabbed a vibrator and started going to town on Bonnie. Donna was up high enough for Bonnie to suck her tits while these two were ravishing her pussy and ass. Cause Tammy was pounding Bonnie’s ass really hard about now. And Donna was running the vibrator in and out of Bonnie’s cunt and running it up over her clit at times.

Bonnie exploded again and fell over on the bed with exhaustion. Only to wake up in the morning with Tammy eating her pussy. And Donna sucking and licking on her tits.

Wow what a way to wake up to, being done by these two women in her sleep, she thought. So she just lay back and enjoy this morning alarm clock.

After she had her orgasm, she felt she needed to show her gratitude back at these beautiful women who showed her a great time.

So she went down on both Tammy and Donna. She had them put their Asses together and hold their legs back with their arms. Bonnie got in between them and licked down one pussy and licked up the other. She was at this for about 15 minutes, until Janet came in and called the others.

Janet said look at this girl she is like a pro at this showing them new ways to lick each others pussy’s. As the others gathered around to watch Bonnie lick and suck on Tammy and Donna at the same time.

Bonnie also had a hand on each of the girl’s tits and was playing with them. Her tongue ran down across one clit flicking her tongue at it, to the hole. In and out of the hole, down across the ass hole and over to the other ass hole and sticking her tongue in the pussy as it went by up to the clit and repeating this over and over.

This made the girls get more excited as they felt it and watched what they could. And before long both Tammy and Donna were Cumming, with lots of the juices flowing out of them. Bonnie was of course lapping up every drop of cum from these ladies.

Bonnie got up and told all the girls she must shower and go to get the limo back before her boss shits himself. They all laughed and agreed that it would be best.

When Bonnie was ready to leave, when the women each in turn told her they were glad she was their driver and when they come back they will hire only her to be the driver again. Each one gave her cash for a tip and she shoved it in her pocket, as not to give a bad impression of her.

She went to the lobby and out to the limo to drive back to the shop. When she got into the car she counted her money’s to see how much they gave her.

She had fifties and hundreds all in a ball where she shoved it in her pocket. After she got it all out and organized, she counted two thousand three hundred.

Wow she said, these women were great and man this is going to be a good day today.

Bonnie drove back to the shop with a big smile on her face. And thought that no matter what the guys think of her at work, she knows she is her boss’s best driver. Cause none of the others even come close to what she makes now.

She drops the limo off and goes home, still thinking about the night before.

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Kristin, A girl who is into music thinks her dreams will come true when she takes a meeting at a famous music producer’s house. There she meets her pop idols, the Tulsa Twins, a couple of twin sisters who are now kept as slaves for the producer. Kristin succumbs to the producer’s perverted kinky desires which leads her down the path of slavery, not unlike what the twin sisters are experiencing.

Chapter 1: The Tulsa Twins

“Which would you like to use today Master?” Deborah Tulsa asked with a sparkling white smile as she obediently held up a gleaming silver tray that contained variety of different sized dildos. The vast array of toys came in a host of colors ranging from pink and red to black and blue. There were toys with ridges, bumps, and even little eggs. On the table beside her were additional trays, one containing a plethora of anal plugs with a range of shapes, sizes and features and another tray filled with a ***********ion of clamps, clips, chains and other devices that ensured that a sufficient amount of pain would accompany any pleasure.

Deborah’s sister Lauren was hunched over in a corner of the room, her firm legs spread with a heavy steel bar attached to thick leather cuffs that were secured to her delicate ankles with small padlocks. The two bottle blondes were identical twins and were the biggest pop idol sensation a few years back. Before that they were performing at a cookie cutter suburban mall, completely ignored by the multitude of shoppers scurrying from store to store like groups of worker ants, when they were approached by none other than the great Larry Perlman with an offer from Empire Records.

Larry was in his early sixties, overweight and generally unattractive, but that didn’t matter because he was also rich, powerful and well connected. There was no shortage of little whores with stars in their eyes and cocks in their holes who would do literally anything for a chance at fame.

With regard to the Tulsa Twins, Larry Perlman had raised them from basically nothing. He had put them on the fast track. Every billboard, article and stadium was ruled by the famous Tulsa Twins. “This one,” Larry said as he picked up a long floppy rubber pink dildo that sprung back and forth in his hand. He moved to hover over Lauren’s supple body, watching it shimmer in the lamp light of his modest home. He had money to be sure, but Larry never understood the need to flaunt it like some men. Most of his wealth was well hidden in the basement where Lauren resided permanently. In fact she hadn’t been outside in years.

Larry flipped her restrained body over so that her weight rested on her arms, enjoying the view of the drool that escaped the bright red ball gag that filled her mouth and leaked down her chin onto the floor. Her hair was matted and like the rest of her body, hadn’t been washed in at least a week. “You really do smell disgusting Lauren,” he teased her. She looked up at him with soulless sunken green eyes. They no longer held any anger, sadness, longing or desire of any kind. She had lost hope for escape or any semblance of a life a long time ago. She was now just an empty shell. She didn’t even squirm as he roughly shoved the pink invader up her tight, dry hole and locked it in place. “You really shouldn’t have run Lauren, or slandered me in that tell all book of yours,” he lectured. “I’m going to make you regret what you did every day for the rest of your pathetic life.”

He said this to her every day without fail. Two simple sentences repeated habitually for the past six years. On most days this simple ceremony was the most human contact she received all day; a small amount of torture, then back to isolation and madness. After a year she stopped moving when not provoked and after two years she stopped screaming. After five she stopped doing much of anything at all.

Her book wasn’t slander of course. Larry Perlman had done everything she said; extortion, blackmail, drugs, coercion and more. But she didn’t need to be so ugly and public about it. “You wanted fame, I gave it to you. I used my power and connections to make you stars,” he said as he ***********ed the perfect anal plug from the tray on the table. He bypassed the tray with the clamps as those had already been affixed to Lauren’s sore, aching tits. In fact, her nipples spent the majority of time tortured in this manner with only a few hours of freedom each day. Larry wondered what that must feel like after so many years. Was it possible that the brief periods of liberation each day were somehow more painful?

“You were very kind for jump starting our careers. We owe everything to you, Sir,” squeaked Deborah. For the sake of her career Deborah had denied the allegations in Lauren’s book, had stood by Larry and he had rewarded her. She spent three more years as a popular solo act before deciding that she wanted to be a slave. Her last press release simply stated that she had realized the value in becoming a plaything for her Master and advised all career women to give up their ambitions and find a nice man to take care of them. Deborah was a cultural idol and Larry had to wonder how many bright eyed girls had decided not to pursue a profession that year because of the words of their hero.

He picked Lauren up by her neck, pressing hard on her throat, feeling the limpness of her body as her empty eyes stared past him. There was nothing left in her to torture, but that didn’t mean he would ever let go. It was important that she live and suffer this way for she needed to serve as a lesson. Not to herself, but rather to others who may have had thoughts of publishing allegations of their own. She was a living meat doll whose existence had been reduced a few simple words; don’t fuck with Larry Perlman.

“Deborah, be a good little doll and put this thing back in its cage,” he ordered while depositing her rancid sister on the sofa.

“Absolutely Master,” Deborah replied with a smile and an enthusiastic bounce of her ample tits as she grabbed her sister by the collar and dragged her toward the stairs. Lauren half heartedly tried to keep up bound as she was but her twin was doing most of the work. After Deborah finished locking her sister away in the cage that sat in a corner of the dank basement, she returned to Larry, getting on all fours and crawling before him, naked except her collar. Her curves were extenuated with every graceful cat like movement as if she was purposely trying to arouse her Master.

“I’m so sorry Master; all those mean, untrue things my sister said about you in that book…”

She climbed up on his lap and he could feel her heat against his body.

“Don’t worry about it Deborah, that was a long time ago.” Larry kissed her neck and heard her purr.

“It still bothers me. I just feel like I have to make up for what she did. It’s my purpose.” *Hypnosis will do that.*

He smiled at her and moved his lips closer as his pole slid inside the wet, willing hole that had become Deborah Tulsa. “If that’s you feel I understand,” he reassured her while petting her head softly and sliding his manhood deep into her juices and inner folds. “This was all your decision.”

As Larry enjoyed the warmth of his slave’s flesh wrapped around his member, his thoughts were drawn to a new talent that would be arriving at his doorstep in a few days. He wondered what she would be like as he grabbed the cheeks of Deborah’s ass and began to thrust harder. He knew nothing about her and was intrigued, but for now he simply enjoyed being inside the mind, heart and body of the most desirable woman on the planet; his pet who had given up her career to become his cock sleeve.

Chapter 2: The Arrival

I had gotten lost three times while trying to find the correct house. I never was very good with directions. There were just so many streets and so many names and numbers for me to keep track of. When I finally found the right address, I was confused. The residence didn’t look lavish at all and I was surprised that such a famous music executive would live in such a place. Nevertheless, there was no doubt that I was at the right house. I approached the modest door and knocked respectfully. I had never thought of being famous nor did I even desire it, yet here I was, a long way from the promenade where I played my guitar and sung for the few dollars that were thrown into my guitar case from time to time. Last Friday something else was thrown in however, a business card from Larry Perlman, chief executive and producer with Empire Records. He said he fell in love with my little street level performance, was convinced that I was going to be the next big thing and he wanted to help me become what I was always meant to be.

After a few moments and the muted thumps of something falling, the door opened to reveal an overweight yet gentle and vaguely familiar looking man. Behind him were the naked, sweat covered forms of two lean blonde girls sprawled out on the floor on full display but I couldn’t see their faces as they were blocked from my view. I knew that the rich and famous lived in a very different way than the rest of us and I’m certainly no prude, but I blushed anyway, my cheeks heating up with a bright red glow, convinced that I had interrupted something important and the last thing I wanted to be was an imposition.

I could feel Mr. Perlman’s eyes appraising me as they traveled from my small feet which were encased in black stiletto heels up my smooth tanned legs to the shiny black latex mini skirt that clung to my hips. His gaze continued to travel further to my firm little breasts that pushed against the thin material of my red cami that was partially covered by my jean jacket and finally to the delicate features of my face. He had an excellent poker face. I couldn’t tell if he was pleased, disappointed, bored or disgusted. I shifted my weight on my high heels nervously as my heart thumped like crazy.

The blonde girls sat up and I instantly recognized them as the Tulsa Twins. I even remembered when my best friend scored tickets to one of their shows and invited me along. We knew all their signature dance moves and would follow along nearly every night as we watched their videos. There was the breast jiggle and grab that Lauren was famous for. I must have practiced that one for hours until I got it just right. Grab and squeeze my small left breast, lick my right forefinger, jiggle my breasts, slide my saliva covered finger between my legs and grab and squeeze my perky right breast. Deborah’s move was a lot harder. She would spread her legs, bend over and slap her ass, moving her fingers from the front where her vagina was up the back past her anus, and then she’d spin around, arch her back while thrusting her ample breasts out and grab and cup her pubic mound and start thrusting as her fingers slid up and down. I had so much trouble getting that one right but I still remember how incredibly proud I was when I finally did it.

My crystal blue eyes were fixed on the two sisters on the floor of Mr. Perlman’s living room. Deborah was on all fours with a creamy white substance that looked like it may have been cum leaking out of her ass while Lauren who was heavily chained was busy cleaning it with her tongue. At least I think I got it right, they were twins after all and maybe it was the reverse.

With such beautiful and famous talents going at each other in his living room, how could Mr. Perlman possibly be interested in me? How could my dark hair compare to their blonde tresses? How could a petite little half breed oriental like me be in the same league as two gorgeous pure breds with such amazing bodies? Mr. Perlman’s eyes met my own and he reached out and brushed an errant strand of my long black hair from my face, tucking it behind my ear as I subconsciously licked my full pouty lips with my soft saliva covered tongue. I thought I was going to pass out from the nervousness. “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you Mr. Perlman, I’m Kristin Kailey,” I said, hoping to break the awkward silence.

Chapter 3: Assessing the New Talent

Larry looked over the little half breed minx who stood on his doorstep and evaluated her. She was slender in frame and not as busty as some of the other performers he had worked with, but that could easily change. Kristin’s lithe little body could be transformed easily. A bigger set of tits, a rounder rear; he imagined how an enlarged ass might push the confines of her latex skirt and found himself becoming stiff at the thought of molding her into a perfect reflection of his imagination. He could tell that she was excited to be here, but then again, that could have been the presence of the twins. Larry noticed that she couldn’t take her eyes off them, as if hungry to take their place and be morphed to be just like them; a little blonde bimbo slut who would shake her tight little ass for the cameras, moving and gyrating her petite hips for the adoration of her fans. Indeed the twins would be an important factor in negotiations for certain.

“Hello Miss Kailey, it’s such a delight to see you. You are a vision of beauty,” Larry said while brushing my dark hair and examining my face. Although I thought it was odd, I didn’t even flinch when he pressed his fingers to my full lips and pried at my mouth. “Well, come on in,” he said with a motion of his hand.” Oh and let me introduce you!” The twins had moved to wait submissively behind him on their knees, not speaking until spoken too. “If only all cunts could be trained this well,” he thought to himself. “These are the Tulsa twins. They’re old talent of mine but have since decided to live a more quiet life. Being a star isn’t for everyone you know,” Larry said as he gave Deborah a surreptitious signal.

“It certainly wasn’t for me Master,” she said with bubbly enthusiasm. “It’s so much nicer to be property. To be owned completely. Though it took me some time to know that’s what I wanted.”

*Good little push pet*, Larry thought as he looked at Lauren meaningfully. If she cooperated tonight he had agreed to let her out into the sun for a walk in the park; just like she and her sister had once enjoyed during the more innocent days of his tutelage.

“Yes. We’re- we’re so lucky” Croaked Lauren, voice sore from underuse. When she got half way through her line she began to cry.

“She’s overwhelmed,” Larry quickly adapted, “She just can’t help but feel grateful. The Tulsa’s had a hard life before making it big.”

“Oh yes, we’re just so lucky to have met you Sir,” piped up Deborah, who was always good at improvisation. Cum was still leaking down her thighs as she finished delivering her weeping sister’s line. “It’s really nice to meet my successor. I hear my Master has some really big plans for you.”

We entered the living room which was arranged with multiple couches facing each other and an open center. Deborah had prepared a special tea for all the girls, the same sort that Larry served to all the young, starry eyed cunts who entered his office or home. He directed me to take a seat directly opposite him and I caught him staring up my short latex skirt on more than one occasion. Normally I would have become self conscious or offended and closed my legs, but I felt my legs widening almost imperceptibly. It was like I wanted him to see what was there.

“Certainly it was just another pussy” he thought, “but soon it would be a pussy that men all around the world would crave to be wrapped around their shafts. She’d learn the ropes of show biz just like anyone else. And the hard work it took to make it to the top. She’d learn that lesson just like the Tulsa’s had.”

Larry leaned forward and smiled. “Ok Kristin, so you’re obviously an amazing singer and you can play the guitar fairly well, however music isn’t just about how good you can sing. I wish it was, but it’s a highly competitive market. That’s why you need producers like me in your corner. I’ve worked with a lot of famous people, not just the Tulsa Twins but also Katie Kurin and most recently Taylor Slut. All of these girls have done a lot to reach the point they’re at. You’re willing to trust me right? “Larry said as he stared into my eyes with his best look of sincerity. ““Drink your tea, go ahead. Deborah made it just for you.”

Mr. Perlman was so nice. I definitely didn’t expect for him to be so affectionate and obliging and I quickly found my initial nervousness wearing off. When we sat down I couldn’t believe that it was Lauren Tulsa on all fours right in front of me. Literally six inches from me there she was! Of course she was naked and being used as a piece of furniture but still, Lauren Tulsa was right there! I couldn’t help but to stare at her perfect body. Her large breasts dangling beneath her, jiggling each time she made a minor adjustment in her position. The glistening moisture around the folds of her exposed bald pussy that seemed to ache with desire and the way her long blonde hair cascaded around her shoulders. She was perfect. I wanted to be perfect.

*Okay, calm down, smile, sit up straight, and thrust your little tits out. You can do this!*

I brushed my long black hair back and made eye contact with Mr. Perlman as he explained how things worked in the music business. I found myself smiling so wide that surely all of my perfect little white teeth were on display.

*Spread your legs just a little more. Tease him a little and he’ll make you a famous performer. Everyone will see you and know who you are if you can show him what a star you can be.*

I leaned forward to grab my tea from Lauren’s back and as I took hold of the cup my fingertips grazed her smooth skin. I could see her body react with visible goose bumps and a slight movement as her exposed anus pulsed but she remained as still and quiet as possible despite the salty mascara laden tears that continued to drip silently off her face.

*Oh my god! I just touched Lauren Tulsa! Best day ever!*

I took a big sip of the delicious tea and as Mr. Perlman continued I began feeling warm, no doubt the result of the hot tea I was drinking. My skin was starting to feel flush and tingly so I returned my tea cup to Lauren’s back. She winced slightly as the white porcelain balanced on her supple pale skin, her tits jiggling and swaying as she struggled to keep still. I slid out of my jacket and I immediately began to feel the pink nipples at the ends of my perky little breasts stiffening against the silky fabric of my red camisole. They were so stiff that it felt as if they were poking through my top, becoming bigger and harder as the sleek material rubbed them with each almost undetectable movement and the sensation was starting to make me crazy.

Mr. Perlman was still talking. Naming the various acts he represented and what it took to be famous in the music business, but his voice was going in and out. It was like I couldn’t focus on it for more than a couple seconds at a time and my bright blue eyes kept moving back to Lauren’s rear end. I couldn’t stop staring at her vagina and ass, they were hypnotic. The more I gawked, the more aware I became of my own hairless little pussy. My clit began to swell, peeking out from behind its fleshy little hood as the stretchy tissue of my soft pink labias became hot and tingly.

*My tight little fuck hole is aching. I want to feel my fingers in my whore hole. Oh god I just want to touch it so badly right now. I want to touch my aching dripping cunt.*

It was like an itch that I couldn’t scratch and I was using all my energy to keep my hand from flying up my latex skirt to give myself instant relief. This was like torture and I didn’t know how much longer I would be able to tolerate it. I could only hope that Mr. Perlman didn’t notice the struggle that I was currently enduring and that it wouldn’t affect my chances of becoming a star performer.

Larry Perlman stared at the petite dark haired girl in front of him and a smile crept across his face. She was pushing her legs wider and wider. It was body language and she was signaling interest. Her smooth shaven little legs were inviting him inside, offering an exchange to make her famous that may or may not have been done consciously. “Kristin Kailey is already quite the slut and she hasn’t even finished her tea yet,” he thought. “With a little more prompting, who knows how far a bitch in heat like her could go.” He could see that the girl was panting now, her blue eyes wide. She obviously loved the twins.

“It really was careless of me to lead you into the presence of greatness so carelessly. Please forgive me.” Larry’s words dripped like soft honey to the small half breed girl whose soft, slender body was going mad with lust. He rubbed his temple in a false gesture of concentration before snapping his fingers. “I know! In situations like this the best thing to do is normalize you. After all Kristin, you’ll be around famous celebrities like Deborah and Lauren Tulsa all the time. You need to get used to it. What better way could there be to acclimate than to have them satisfy those urges my carelessness inflicted on you. Finish your tea first though,” he instructed. “After which why don’t you unwind Kristin.”

Larry reached out and took my delicate soft hand in his as Deborah cleared the porcelain from her sister’s back. He pulled me close, noticing how my small breasts felt against him as they seemed to bulge out of my red top. He grabbed the bottom of my cami and pulled it over my sensitive little breasts, forcefully raising my arms with one hand until the garment was free from my body. I had no reservations about what I was doing. I recognized that sex with unattractive men was a part of the game. It’s just fucking, so what? Besides, I was so incredibly horny that I could barely think. I didn’t care who was playing with me as long as my body got the attention it was so desperately crying out for.

He pulled my skirt up over my hips, exposing my tight little bald pussy and bent me over Lauren’s back. My small breasts and rigid pink nipples pressed into Lauren’s perfect soft pale white flesh. I wasn’t sure if the goose bumps that were forming on my smooth tanned skin were from the cool air brushing against my uncovered little body or the excitement of the fact that I was literally on top of Lauren Tulsa, pressed to her flesh and feeling the warmth of her body against my own. Her frame shook slightly as she continued to sob quietly, but I didn’t even think about the fact that she was crying. My own desperate state of arousal blocked off any thoughts that didn’t emanate from between my slender legs.

Out of the corner of my eye I watched as Deborah Tulsa adjusted the fastenings of a bright pink silicone strap on. Larry bent down and whispered in my ear, his breath hot on my skin, his tongue flickering against my lobe. “Think of this as a performance Kristin… in fact, everything you do from now on is a performance. When you shower, when you shave, when you use the bathroom, when you masturbate, a successful star always thinks about her life as a performance. Understand sweetheart?” I nodded while Deborah lined up the intruder with my wet little hole and Mr. Perlman gave my exposed ass cheeks a hard slap, causing my tender flesh to glow a bright red shade as his words ran through my head on a loop.

*Everything I do is a performance. When I shower, pee and eat, when I masturbate, when I’m being fucked; I must make everything about performance and show myself off. Everything I do must be pleasing to my audience.*

Knowing that in this moment that I was about to have sex with the amazing Tulsa twins, my performance was paramount and I would be judged based on how well I did. I purposely raised my ass, arched my back and spread my legs even further, pointing my vulnerable little puckered anus upwards and exposing the smooth hairless pussy between my firm thighs. My soft fleshy pink folds were glistening with the slick pussy juices that seemed to be dripping copiously out of my tight little sex hole and into a small puddle at the small of Lauren’s back. I was a performer and if Deborah Tulsa was going to fuck me then I had to make sure that my part of it was worthy of such a venerable partner. I was no lesbian, but this wasn’t about sexuality. This was about performance and putting on a pleasing show; my personal sexual preferences didn’t matter. I would be anything and do anything required if it meant putting forth the best presentation possible.

I felt the head of Deborah’s bright pink strap on cock rubbing up and down the length of my wet little cunt. She pressed it against my soft tissue, exerting slight pressure on my throbbing swollen clitoris that happily pushed out from its hood before moving down to the labias that guarded the entrance to my slippery tunnel. She slowly pushed the head of her rubber cock into my pussy, backing off and pushing in a little deeper with each stroke until she was deep inside me, the full length of the neon pink intruder filling me completely as my vaginal muscles gripped it tightly, milking it with each stroke. Her hips slapped against my firm ass as she pushed inside me in long rhythmic strokes with a consistent tempo that could have easily matched the beat of one of her hit songs. She was adept at turning me into her little bitch in heat.

Her fingertips danced against my skin just above my ass and as she drove deep inside my lithe body, she bent over me, her large breasts pushing into my back just as mine were pushing into Lauren’s. I was the filling in a Tulsa sisters sandwich and it was the incredible feeling of my life. I felt Deborah’s hot breath on my earlobe, her wet tongue stroking against it before snaking inside my ear and flickering around. She moved down to my neck, brushing my long black hair to the side and licking the back of my neck with long strokes that left a layer of her shining saliva dripping from my skin.

I could barely see straight through my pale blue eyes, unable to focus on anything else that was going on in the room except my own performance as my breathing was becoming heavier and my skin tingled. My hands instinctively wrapped around Lauren’s warm body until they found her breasts which dangled freely and jiggled and swayed with each powerful thrust of Deborah’s strap on cock into my tight little cunt. I grabbed her heavy udders and held on to them as if they were handles, my fingers finding their way to her abused nipples and grabbing hold of them. As Deborah’s soft saliva coated tongue found its way back into my ear, my muscles tensed up and I pulled harshly on Lauren’s thick pink nipples, tugging and twisting them as the first of many orgasms gripped my exposed willowy body. I was a star. Everyone was going to want to see me and I had just taken the first steps toward proving that.

Chapter 4: The Contract

Larry Perlman sat on the sofa, thoroughly enjoying the show that his girls were putting on for him. “Kristin is certainly enjoying herself,” he thought to himself as his eyes focused on the pink invader sliding easily in and out of her body. “She was born for this and is clearly a complete and total slut in every sense of the word.”

Sweat dripped from my forehead as my soft pink tongue lolled out of my mouth like a dog panting. I was a performer, the centerpiece of this display and I knew it. I only hoped Mr. Perlman could see that as well. Questions about whether he would only see me as some kind of fuck doll made their way into my addled brain, but left just as quickly as my state of arousal controlled my being. I looked into his eyes as he watched every whimper, sway and movement of my little body.

“Deborah, stop. Kristin come here.” he commanded. When Mr. Perlman gave Deborah Tulsa the order to stop fucking me, I couldn’t help but to notice how she obeyed the order instantaneously. No hesitation, not even a couple extra thrusts. Her obedience was complete and immediate. As her strap on slid out of my dripping wet pussy it dragged copious amounts of slippery self made lube out accompanied by the sloshing sounds of my slick honey moving about on the sensitive pink flesh that was currently the center of my universe. Such noises would have embarrassed me under normal circumstances but of course the position I found myself in was far from normal. In fact, in my deteriorated state I thought such carnal melodies must be a good thing as surely they enhanced the performance that my lithe little body was giving.

*Please don’t stop, please keep going, and please let me cum. I want to cum, please make me cum.*

The words dribbled out of my mouth in moans along with drips of saliva. I didn’t want her stiff rubber cock to leave my body and I felt empty without it. Between Deborah’s skilled hips and hands working my petite body coupled with the fact that it was Deborah fucking Tulsa who was doing it, I was almost ready to cum. I was overwhelmed with desire, my brain felt foggy and the only thing I could focus on was the orgasm that had been cruelly denied as she pulled out of me.

Following Deborah’s example, when Mr. Perlman ordered me to go to him, I stood up as soon as the hot pink dildo cleared the moist hole between my slender legs and walked in his direction. I didn’t even bother to pull my black latex skirt down, instead I was quite aware of the fact my hairless slit that glistened with my juices was well on display as were my perky little tits with rigid pink nipples standing at attention. I tried to walk sexy like I had seen the runway models do at the Fashion Week. Swaying my hips, back arched, tits out. He stood and his frame towered over my diminutive body and in that moment I felt an overwhelming desire to kneel at his feet, bow my head and lick his shoes. He looked so incredibly superior and there could be no question that I on the other hand was most definitely inferior.

He offered me a blue pill. I had no idea what it was but in my confused state and I didn’t care either. Logic and reason which had never been my strong suit, had abandoned me and I was in no condition to ask questions or put up a fight. On the contrary, I had an irresistible urge to say yes to everything I was asked and everything I was commanded to do. My soft pink tongue slithered out of my moist mouth and I held it out for him as he gently placed the pill and gave me the command to swallow along with some water. I noticed his exposed cock pulsing and twitching, I couldn’t take my pale blue eyes off of it. It was mesmerizing and I was suddenly filled with urges to do everything I could imagine with it and a few things I couldn’t. Mr. Perlman must have picked up on my innermost thoughts because he responded with a finger on my plump red lips. I stood hypnotized by his cock. I saw him staring at my slender throat, his hands twitching and I noticed his cock begin to pulse. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the spellbinding sight. I was drawn to it like a magnet. The size difference between the two of us was so vast that it spoke volumes. I was small, weak and fragile; he was big, strong and powerful. He loomed over me. Everything about us spoke of power and submission; of cock and cunt.

Without warning I felt his strong hands lifting my little body up as if I weighed nothing at all. He held me such that his mouth was nestled against the delicate folds of my pussy and I felt his breath on my sensitive pink flesh. I instinctively wrapped my firm legs around his head and as I felt his tongue touch the swollen tissue of my clitoris sending waves of pleasure to instantly rip through my petite body. I arched my back, pointing my little breasts skyward and gripped him harder with my legs as my silky black hair danced behind my head. His words only increased the sensations and pleasure I was feeling and ran through my head long after he had finished speaking them.

*I’m going to be a star. I’m a great performer. I have a beautiful body and delicious pussy juices.*

When he sat down and moved me on to his lap, I expected to feel his cock filling my tight little love hole and my pussy was juicing in anticipation of being filled and used, but I found myself shocked when the tip of his hard cock began to poke at my anus. Some part of me knew that I should resist. I didn’t want that monster going up my rectum and yet once again I was powerless to fight it. Instead I spread my toned legs a bit more, inviting him inside me and grunted and moaned as the thick intruder painfully stretched my puckered little hole while it slowly entered me, filling me with an extreme sense of discomfort and pressure. Yet after he had slid all the way in and nearly all the way back out again a couple of times, the ever present pain in the rear canal between my firm ass cheeks began to give way to something else. I started to feel tingles inside me, almost like the ones I felt when my pussy was filled that occurred as an orgasm was slowly building. This was the same feeling but from the sensations were emanating from my ass and it was unlike anything my toned little body had ever felt before.

As Mr. Perlman pulled me up and down on his cock I found myself subconsciously moving on the stiff flesh that filled me, finding new angles and positions to enhance the pleasure I was feeling. My breathing was heavy and a shiny sheen of sweat was forming on my sun kissed skin. I was a good performer and I was determined to show Mr. Perlman just how good I could be. The pain and pleasure, submissive feelings and dominance of Mr. Perlman all mixed together. I was having visions of leashes and restraints, submission and a variety of sex acts as my small body bobbed up and down like a sex doll. I thought about what it might be like to have rings piercing my flesh and a locked collar on my neck. I was taking my rightful place in the world and at the moment, my rightful place was on his lap with his cock buried deep inside my tight little ass.

“Oh Kristin, you certainly are a wonderful performer and you have such a beautiful body,” he whispered in my ear as his tongue playfully licked at my earlobe. “God, she’s beautiful,” Larry thought as he reveled in the sight of me bouncing on his manhood. “She’s absolutely stunning, desirable and fuckable. When she goes on stage, her half chink ass shaking for the entirety of the crowd, she’ll be luring the next generation of cunts to join in her depravity. In interviews she’ll spread her cheeks and pussy lips, showing the world how a good little whore should be displayed. She will be a perfect living, breathing piece of propaganda.”

I was on the edge of the orgasm that I had craved for so long and by the twitching of Mr. Perlman’s cock as it drove deep inside my lithe frame, I could tell that he was close as well. “That’s it, Kristin, back straight, chest popped, and your hips in a smooth arc. Imagine there’s a crowd Kristin, an adoring crowd of fans, cameras and lights. Everything, all of it focused on you,” he whispered in my ear as he squeezed my little breasts and pinched the hard nipples that jutted out from them. On some level I knew that I had become nothing more than a cock hungry slut, drifting further and further away from the person I had once been.

Larry reached into a drawer in the side table next to him as the slaps of my skin against his own mixed with the moans that escaped from my pouty pink lips. After rummaging around for a few brief seconds, he pulled out a pretty pink collar with the word “Star” emblazed on it with genuine diamonds. He handed the accessory to Deborah who was kneeling quietly at his feet, watching my performance with admiration.

“Kristin, listen,” he said pulling out the contract he kept in the same table drawer. It was the contract that he had made for this day. The one he planned to use to sign away my very life. I stared at the paper as I bounced up and down on the cock that impaled me, my fingers wildly circling my engorged clit, trying desperately to reach orgasm. The words blurred as I tried to focus on the conditions:

1. The client hereby signs away her freedom to Empire Records for the period of the contract.

2.

3. The client hereby understands that every bodily fluid, including her tears, saliva, pee, girl cum and should client lactate, milk, are the property of Empire Records and can be sold or used at the discretion of said license holders.

4.

5. The client hereby surrenders all control of her body, time, and decision making to Empire Records and its representatives.

6.

7. Empire Records reserves the right to make any changes to the client’s body or mind.

8.

9. And of course the all-important clause:

10.

11. The producer in charge of the client is seen as a living embodiment of Empire Records and must be obeyed at all times.

12.

“If you sign this, it will make you famous,” he whispered in my delicate ear. I couldn’t think straight and my brain was foggy. I didn’t know if it was the pill, something else or maybe it didn’t matter. I never wanted this feeling to stop and I trusted Mr. Perlman. I knew he would look out for my best interests and would never let anything bad happen to me. Would he? I grabbed the pen and scrawled my name at the bottom with haste. Deborah wasted no time in wrapping the collar around my neck and securing it in place with a small heart shaped lock.

I didn’t realize it at the time, but this was the moment in which I was no longer a person. I wasn’t even a cunt at this point. No, I was just a possession of a corporation. My fate was to be fully exploited and used until there was nothing left. None of that mattered in this moment though. I was too busy milking Mr. Perlman’s cock with my shapely ass until he couldn’t hold back any longer. He lifted my hips and sprayed his gooey white cum inside my puckered little anus just before the last of orgasmic waves flowed through my supple body.

“Let me help you down there sweetie.” he said to me as Deborah helped hoist me off his lap and onto the ground where my weak legs failed to support my frame, forcing me to slink down to my knees. My face was wide in an exhausted smile of satisfaction as his milky cum leaked from my asshole in a soft drizzle.

Deborah stepped beside me brandishing a piercing gun. “Well, you already are wearing my old collar, only fair that you get our old jewelry too,” she said with a smile at me, her newly minted protégé, as she pierced my hard pink nipples and then fixed them with the pink and blue flower nipple piercings that were the signature symbol of the Tulsa twins.

Unbeknownst to me at the time of course, there was something extra in the gun, a formula that I was injected with that would cause my tits grow to enormous size over the next few months. I had signed the contract. They had modified my body and my mind and neither belonged to me any longer.

Chapter 5: Full Circle

The large heavy silver bells that dangled from the thick rings in my stretched pink nipples rang out in a harmonious symphony with each movement my little half breed body made as I crawled on hands and knees on the stage. My oversized udders jiggled underneath me, swaying back and forth on my tiny frame and although the heaviness of my milk filled udders took some getting used to, they were a part of my body now and my fans loved them.

I felt the tug of my leash guiding me forward at an even pace, but the delicate silver chain leash wasn’t attached to the pretty pink collar that had been locked around my slender neck for so many years since when Mr. Perlman made me his property in the presence of the Tulsa Twins. Instead it was attached to a ring on the giant metal invader that was locked into my anus. My rectum gripped the huge plug, pulsing and squeezing against it, a constant reminder of how filled I was kept. Everyday my Master, Mr. Perlman, reminded me of what a lucky little bitch in heat I was and it was true. I was very lucky to have him as a Master and I worshipped him completely.

I could hear the crowd cheering and clapping for me and the familiar tingles filled my tummy and I knew my cunt was juicing in overdrive. Of course one of the changes Master made to my body to make me a better performer was to increase the amount of juices my pussy produced. Normally they would just drip down my smooth tanned thighs and puddle wherever I happened to stop, but sometimes Master would use a special pump on my pussy to extract the juices to be bottled and sold to my fans. It turned out that the juices that my little cunt produced were particularly delicious and quite valuable. Of course Master made sure that my heavy milk filled udders were emptied twice a day, the white gold sold off as well to the adoring public. Even now as I crawled like the animal I had become, little white droplets formed on the tips of my highly sensitive nipples and dripped on to the ground leaving a trail of my milky fluid on the surface of the stage.

The slender blonde girl with firm little tits who controlled my leash was dressed only in a heavy metal chastity belt that locked up her sensitive flesh and a pair of shiny black thigh high platform boots with red laces running up the front. Naturally Master owned her as well. “Come on little Krissy Kunt, be a good toy,” she said.

Krissy Kunt was my name and it fit my modified bimbo whore body much better than Kristin. What kind of a name is Kristin anyway? The public knew me as Krissy Kunt and that’s what I was to them. I brushed a strand of my long platinum blonde hair from my pale blue eyes as I crawled. Master had dyed my black hair a long time ago to make me more bimbo like. My tanned skin which was once flawless was now covered in degrading tattoos. The word WHORE across my face with my mouth forming the O, a bar code and slave registry number on my smooth hairless pubic mound, words like fucktoy, bitch, cunt and sex animal coated my jiggling tits, firm round ass and flat tummy. My anus had even been tattooed to make it look like it was another pussy.

We turned around and I began to crawl back across the stage the way we came. She pointed to a small puddle of my slimy cunt juices mixed with several drops of my milk and I knew what I was supposed to do. I lowered my little body, my large tits pushing into the floor and raised my ass. My modified pussy was certainly well on display for the crowd in this position. My clit had been lengthened and pierced with several studs running down the side of it with a large ring through the tip. Each of my inner labias were stretched, pierced with three rings on each side and tethered to my thighs, permanently holding my pussy open wide and on display at all times. A performer has no secrets and no modesty, every inch of me should always be on display at all times. At least that’s what Master tells me and Master is always right.

I extended my soft pink tongue which Master had lengthened back when he had me doing lesbian shows and he wanted me to be able to tongue fuck the other girls. The large silver ring that pierced the tip scraped against the floor as I tasted my own delicious pussy juices and milk. I lapped it up like a hungry animal, leaving behind a glistening layer of my sticky saliva on the floor before being led to the next puddle of pussy juices and milk.

After my performance the blonde girl led me off stage and handed my leash to my Master before she knelt obediently at his feet. Master was standing with a man I had never seen before who was staring at me as if I was a prized animal and being looked at in that way made me even hornier than I already was. At the sight of my Master I immediately pressed my head to the floor, raised my firm ass and licked his shoes before kneeling up and jiggling my tits for him, just as I had been taught.

“Just look at how well trained she is,” he said as he turned to the gentleman. “The dumb bitch will give you years of pleasure my friend, plus you’ll be the envy of all your buddies. How many guys can say they own the one and only Krissy Kunt?”

“That is a good point, and I’m sure I’ll get plenty of good use out of her,” the man replied, “but I’m really looking to buy her as a present for my daughter’s nineteenth birthday. She’s just crazy about Krissy Kunt and I did promise I’d get her a pet. But what about you Mr. Perlman, won’t I be depriving you of your star performer?”

“Not at all, Krissy Kunt has had a good run but her career is over. The petite blonde girl here, Fiona Fucktoy will take her place and be an even bigger star.” Master had no sooner finished his sentence when he reached down and unlocked the pretty pink Star collar that had graced my neck for years, replacing it with a heavy chrome collar that was cold against my skin and pressed into my delicate flesh. He wrapped my old collar around Fiona Fucktoy’s neck and locked it in place. Just as the collar had once adorned the neck of Deborah Tulsa before being locked on my slender neck, it was now being passed to Mr. Perlman’s next big star and just as he discarded the Tulsa Twins when they were finished, so too was he now discarding me.

As my new owner, a man I had never met before grasped my leash and gave it a hard tug, causing my anus to spasm in response, I considered my career as a performer. I thought about all the cum I had licked and swallowed, the pussies I ate and the cocks I sucked. I reflected on all the things that had been stuffed inside my cunt, ass and mouth as people watched and applauded and I thought about all the changes that had been made to my once perfect little petite body. Indeed I had become a star performer, but there was a part of me, somewhere deep down inside that had to wonder. Was this really something I ever wanted? For some reason I couldn’t shake the feeling that maybe I never really wanted to be a star at all, at least not like this.

My new Master tugged a second time, this one even harder than the last and I dismissed the silly thoughts in my brainless bimbo head, obediently crawling behind him, my large udders jiggling, swaying and dribbling milk with each movement forward to the life that awaited me as his daughter’s new pet.

The End.

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We met through a dating site. Over the phone she told me she had been divorced for years and was in need of a man to give her some attention.

She told me she was fifty (fifteen-years older than me) a size 14, around 68 inches tall and still attractive.

At her insistence we met in a coffee shop so she could check me out as she was unused to face-to-face meetings with men on dating sites. She was dressed in a black shirt and very tight fitting white slacks with heels. What a pair of fabulous long legs with very well developed long thighs she had! She was the centre of attention and the male staff were mesmerized. “You fill those slacks beautifully,” several waiters and a customer told her.

My first impressions were creamy smooth skin, wonderful legs, but would an older woman turn me on enough to achieve a good erection. When she kissed me over the table for the first time the contact was electric and I immediately became semi-erect.

She was beautifully spoken and super-confident, as would be expected from the head mistress from an exclusive girls school. “I am in town on holiday for three weeks, I am staying in a hotel close by. I am very comfortable with you. Let’s not beat around the bush. I hear you are very well hung and I want you to fuck my brains out.”

As soon as we were in the door Mary was over me like the proverbial rash. Tongue down my throat, which really turned me on and gave me an instant erection. She had me undressed to my briefs in a flash, then pulled them down.

“Wow, hello big boy, what a cock and thick as well, magnificent. Lay on your back on the bed,” she instructed in a very firm tone.

“My legs have always been my strong point, and I can tell your cock likes them,” she smiled as she removed her slacks, then her shirt.

“My tits and ass are pretty good for a fifty-year old as well, I think.”

She was correct. A big, though very well proportioned and still firm ass with just a touch of cellulite (an extra turn on for me), flat stomach, tucked in waist and good large tits that were just starting to sag (another extra turn on for me) with big erect nipples. For her age, a wonderful hour glass figure.

She mounted my very erect cock and ever so slowly slid the full length of it into her very wet cunt lips. Nothing quite like a sex starved older woman who wants to fuck you silly.

As she slid up and down my full length and ground into me, her language became very coarse and rasping. “My cunt is sopping wet for you. Fuck my cunt big boy. Fuck it harder, harder, much harder. Give me every bit of your big cock.”

After three huge, screaming orgasms she remounted me so her ass was facing me. Watching a magnificent, full size-14 ass, sliding up and down your rock hard cock, while you are holding it with two hands and being repeatedly told to, ‘fuck my cunt big boy,’ was enough for us to orgasm together.

“For my age I am sexually naive, when I look at sex sites on the internet I realize what I have missed out on. I want you to satiate me sexually. Make my fantasies happen. I want to lose my sexual inhibitions. Teach me, be my sexual mentor, use me. Talk dirty to me. Make me your sex slave,” she told me in the afterglow. A real buzz an older woman asking those things of me.

An hour later we were in the shower together. Without saying a word I lathered up her pubic hair. “Your cunt is far too hairy,” I told her as I shaved her to my satisfaction, leaving her with a just neatly shaved fringe above her cunt lips.

“I do like that look, and the sensation of you shaving me is a buzz. I am learning from you.”

“I want to pleasure your voluptuous body with my tongue for your pleasure and mine. Put your heels on, stand with your legs apart and your hands on the wall,” I tell her as I dry her body with a towel. “I have an ass fetish, I love a big firm ass and yours is magnificent,” I tell her as I grasp her hips and kneel and lick, then kiss her glorious ass cheeks as she clenches it. “Magnificent, how long since a man worshiped your ass?”

“Never, never ever. I love what you are doing and the way you are doing it.”

“How big is it?”

“Forty-three inches.”

“And your tits, how big are they?,” I ask a few minutes later as I am sucking her large, erect nipples.

“Thirty-eight D.”

“They would look wonderful in a cup-less bra while suck I your nipples.

“You have brilliant thighs, they were an immediate turn on as soon as I saw you in those skin tight slacks,” I tell her as I lick the insides of her thighs. “Would you like me to fuck you with my tongue? Would you like me to lick your cunt so you orgasm?,” I ask without waiting for a reply.

“You are the first man to ever lick my cunt. And I like it,” she tells me as the tip of my tongue finds her engorged clit. “And love your hands on my ass at the same time.”

We fucked four times that day from two-thirty until late at night. When she went to the bathroom naked early the next morning, the site of her big ass had me instantly aroused. “Your big ass is magnificent, fucking magnificent,” I told her as I grasped her ass cheeks and fucked her from behind.

“I live not far from here in a penthouse. I have a spare bedroom, why not stay with me and save some money?”

“Show me your spare bedroom. Now your bedroom,” she asked as soon as we walked in to my penthouse. “Oh wow, mirrors everywhere and on the ceiling. “No need for the spare bedroom. Fuck me so I can watch in the mirrors.”

“Before we do I want to show you my sauna room.”

“Wow, enough seating for six people. And a hand-held, needle spay shower head. Do you fuck in here?”

“Only you,” I reply diplomatically.

“Good, do it now, right now,” she tells me as we undress each other, then soak up the steam from the sauna before I spray both of us with the needle head.

“What is the bowl of ice for?,” she asks as I re-enter.

“Foreplay and sexual pleasure for both of us,” I tell her as I run ice over her nipples with one hand and ice over my nipples, my balls and along my very erect cock with the other hand. “Your nipples like that, look at the size of them,” I whisper as I lick and suck them. “Heat and cold, is that good?”

“Yes, you are wonderful mentor, and I am a quick learner,” she tells me as she licks my nipples and runs ice along my cock.

“And this?,” I tease with ice in my mouth as I lick her cunt lips.

“I really have been missing out, that is a revelation and so fucking sexy,” she moans as I slide an icy tongue along and into her cunt lips.

When she sucked my cock with ice in her mouth she could not believe my reaction – and erection

Over the next three weeks we fucked at least three times a day with all sorts of variations.

Her first blow job was below par. “I have never ever sucked a man’s cock, teach me. Tell me what you want and like.” By the fourth day she had nailed it. Lips, tongue, fingers, lick, suck, blow, squeeze and twist with one hand while teasing and scratching my balls very lightly. Confirmed when she asked, “Do you want me to swallow?”

After a few days we were calling each other ‘baby’. I took her shopping and watched as she tried on cup-less bras, g-strings, high-waisted thongs, stockings and suspender belts. As part of our mutual turn ons we always asked the shop assistants, males and female, for their opinion. Invariably, “Wow, what a body.”

On the way home she wore her new stockings and suspender belt, no knickers and new cup-less bra with her erect nipples straining against her also new black silk blouse.

“Does my body look good in my new outfit? Do I look fuckable for you?,” she teased as soon as we were in the door as she removed her blouse, then dropped her skirt. “Does my ass look big?,” she teased with a big smile as she strutted around the room and flaunted her almost naked body for me.

One afternoon I oiled her totally naked body and licked her big nipples as I slid an oily finger along her wet cunt lips while she ran an oily hand along my erection. Twenty minutes of mutual edging before we orgasmed together.

“You like that don’t you, watching me pee with my legs wide open?,” she asked one day with a huge smile after a wild sex session as I watched while I showered. “Your cock was flaccid when I sat down. Look at it now.”

“Tomorrow a golden shower?,” I asked.

“Why not today baby? You really have made me lose my inhibitions, another first for me” she told me as I lay on the shower floor and she stood over me, legs apart and sprayed me.

“Today I want to make you squirt for me,” I told her one morning as we showered together while I washed her ass, (I can’t get enough of it). Half an hour later Mary was resting on a stool, naked apart from her cup-less bra and heels which barely touched the floor. “I want you to you squirt for me,” I told her, after two very wet orgasms on my tongue as I slid and curled a finger into her and found her g-spot as I continued licking her. “Two fingers baby,” she told me in her stentorian school mistress voice before I teased her by withdrawing my finger and letting her suck it.

“Two fingers baby, make me squirt for you. I have never squirted for any man,” she told me as I teased and edged her g-spot before she let go.

One day I asked her to phone one of her girlfriends as we were about to fuck. “How is your holiday going Mary? Have you met any men like you intended? What is all the that noise I can hear? Your voice sounds strained Mary? Are you alright? Are you having sex?”

“Yes, a man with a thick eight-inch erection is fucking me. He has fucked me at least three times a day since I arrived here.”

“Do you suck his cock? Does he lick your cunt?”

“Yes and yes. I have also discovered I am multi-orgasmic.”

Another day I found an excuse to spank her magnificent ass with a belt. “You broke one of my best wine glasses. I need to punish you.”

“Would a spanking make up for the broken glass? A really good spanking?,” she asked with a big smile. “I used to work in a spanking environment. And I have been naughty, very naughty with you. And I am not wearing any knickers to cover my big ass,” she teases as she lifts her skirt and slides them down over her ankles.

I still can’t get enough of her glorious big ass as I ogle it while she bends over a table and lifts her skirt to expose her naked ass. “I deserve a spanking, I really do. Harder baby, harder, much harder,” she is hissing as I use one of my belts. “So good baby, wonderful foreplay, I love it, you know I broke your glass deliberately.

“Now fuck me, I am so aroused.”

“I am well on my way to losing my sexual inhibitions,” Mary told me one afternoon in the afterglow of another session.

“I would love to watch you having lesbian sex. Another woman licking you to orgasm. And you licking the same woman to orgasm,” I told her with just that woman in mind.

“Make it happen baby, I would love you to watch. A long held fantasy. Will you masturbate for me while you watch?”

“I told Patricia all about you. She is due here at two-thirty to seduce you,” I told Mary two days later.

Mary was flushed and obviously excited while I watched her prepare for Patricia. “How old is she? What should I wear for a woman who is wants to seduce me? Are you going to join in? Have you ever fucked her?,” she had asked earlier.

“Ten years younger than you, a size-12 blond, she is bisexual with a very feminine body and really into oral sex. Wear your feminine best for her, heels, a high-waisted thong, a cup-less bra and one of my shirts. And yes and yes to your last two questions.”

“Do you think she will like me?,” Mary asked as I watched her dress and ogled her body. Before I could answer Patricia was on the intercom.

“I feel almost naked,” Mary told me with a wicked smile as we waited for Patricia to arrive.

“Good, she loves sexy naked bodies.”

“This is Mary, Patricia and this is Patricia, Mary,” was alI I said as the two women sized up each other, before Mary took her hand and led her to the bedroom.

Their sexual attraction and chemistry was amazing as I watched them kissing passionately as they undressed each other.

Watching Patricia sucking Mary’s nipples and her doing the same to Patricia had me erect immediately. And I did enjoy licking and kissing Mary’s ass cheeks at the same time for Patricia’s benefit.

Patricia was flat on her back when she told Mary to sit on her face as she grasped her ass cheeks and slid her cunt lips along her tongue. Her school mistress demeanor was completely abandoned as she repeatedly muttered, “Fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt.” Then she reached out for my erection and commenced sucking it.

Mary must have had three orgasms on Patricia’s tongue before she told her to watch as she used her hand to bring me to orgasm.

After we showered I watched Mary provide Patricia the most exquisite lesbian sex. “I was the school mistress in a boarding school with lots of women teachers. We had lots of spare time on weekends,” she told me later.

A few days before the end of her visit, I asked Mary if she would like to fuck another much younger, well hung man while I watched.

“Another of my fantasies, can you make that happen for me? Or is it us?”

“Us, I can make it happen, however the man I have in mind might want to have me as well as you. Would you like to watch another man suck my cock.”

“Yes, I would, that covers lots of my bucket list wishes, let’s do it.”

On the very last night of Mary’s visit she was dressed to impress for her fantasy man. I had just a tiny black jock strap under a shirt with the buttons undone. “Do you think he will like me?,” Mary asked as I watched her dress. Heels, a tiny black g-string and a cup-less bra.

“What exactly is the plan for tonight baby?,’ she asks.

I have organized Michael for us, note that I said us. He is in his late twenties, with a toned, fit body and a very large, thick cock, ten-inches when erect. You are are almost twice his age, he has a thing about cougars, and he loves big asses.

“You look extremely fuckable Mary, I want you to have one of my shirts over your outfit and flash it open when he arrives.

“Your turn on is my turn on Mary. I want to watch him fuck you.”

“I want to have a full on erection when he arrives. I want to tease him. “And afterwards I want Michael to suck my cock while you watch. My finders fee.”

Earlier that day I had told Michael, “I want to watch you fuck Mary with your ten-inch erection, so does she. Your turn on is my turn on. As soon as you arrive Mary is going to flaunt her voluptuous body for both of us, you especially.

“And afterwards I expect you and want you to suck my cock while Mary watches. My finders fee.”

“Three weeks ago I could only fantasize about this. I wanted you to make my fantasies happen. I wanted to lose my sexual inhibitions. I asked you to teach me, to be my sexual mentor, and use me. Talk dirty to me. Make me your sex slave, I told you,” Mary tells me as we wait for Michael. “Does he really have a ten-inch erection?”

Before I can answer Michael arrives right on time. With great aplomb, and without saying a word Mary flashes open her shirt and lets it drop to the floor, then turns her back and struts around the room to show Michael her glorious big ass framed by her g-string. An instant turn on for two men, both with an ass fetish.

“Wow,” is all Michael can mutter as he throws his shirt off, then slowly slides his jeans down to show Mary his large, thick, semi-erect cock. Mary and I are both watching intently as he strokes his cock as he ogles her almost naked body. Almost immediately he has a full, thick ten-inch erection.

“Yes?,” he asks Mary imploringly.

“Yes, yes, yes,” Mary replies as she undoes the clip on her g-string and it falls to her ankles.

“Which way?,” Michael asks.

Mary is very much in charge of the situation as she takes his erection in a hand and leads him to the window facing out over the city skyline. Just as she had done for me several times she braces on the window frame, legs apart.

“You are huge. Worship my ass before you fuck me.”

I am unsure how I feel about one of my friends fucking the woman I just spent three very intimate weeks with. Though I have enjoyed watching Michael fucking women in the past. Watching any attractive couple fucking is always a buzz for me.

At any time watching Michael fucking with his thick, ten-inch erection and the reaction he gets from the woman he is about to fuck is a very special buzz. Something I always get an erection from. The last time I watched he had an attractive size-8, forty three-year old with a good figure. Awesome, watching a huge cock in a small, very receptive woman.

“Later Michael, Mary first,” I whisper very aroused as Mary tongue kisses Michael as I slide my jock strap under my balls to flash my erection for him.

My erection is rock hard as I watch Michael grasp Mary’s ass cheeks and slowly slide his thick, ten-inch erection into her. “Is he good baby, is this what you wanted, ten-inches?,” I ask her as we tongue kiss.

Michael is well known for his ability to last – to fuck for – more than thirty minutes and he did this time with lots of encouragement from Mary.

Over an hour later Michael is paying his dues. I have my hands behind my head soaking up the pleasure with my erection between his pursed lips while Mary watches before she tongue kisses me.

“Another of my fantasies, sucking a huge cock while that man is sucking another huge cock,” she whispers as she commences sucking Michael’s erection.

I didn’t manage to last as long as Michael, though I did enjoy watching Mary blowing him as I talked dirty to both of them with my hands on her glorious ass.

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Even to this day I still marvel at the perculiar circumstances in which I lost my virginity. I recap it often, usually when I am finger-fucking myself, and I still contact those involved for a little ‘reminisce’ occasionally.

It started on a day in July. I had finished my GCSE examinations, and the senior year got about one and a half months extra summer holiday. The year above at finished their AS level exams as well, and so they had been on holiday for a week or two longer than us. This was okay for me and my sister, who were both quite social people and we seldom stayed in the house for days on end.

My name is Laura Marsh. I was sixteen at the time; I had just finished my GCSEs. I was about 5’10” and of medium/slim build. There was no way I was fat. I liked wearing tight tops to show off my breasts, one of my most treasured assets, and miniskirts to reveal my long, tanned legs.

My sister Emma had just finished her first college year and her AS-level exams. Her birthday was at the start of August, meaning that she was one of the youngest in her year, so she was still sixteen at the time, a fact that I plagued her with constantly during the holidays. “Don’t go thinking you’re better than me because you’re older than me, wait, you’re not anyway!” I would taunt. Emma had grown used to this by now and would roll her pretty eyes at me when I did it.

Emma was like me in a lot of ways, she had magnificent breasts that, since I was fourteen, had a very strong desire to suck on, and she liked to wear tops that paraded them. She wore miniskirts, but not with the passion I did; she prefered to wear tight jeans that showed off her perfect, slender butt, which I secretly had a growing desire to spank hard.

We were quite normal sisters, but we were very open with each other; we would talk about boys, puberty, fantasies or anything.

The day was a Tuesday the 18th of August, or as we now call it, Judgement Day.

Our parents worked full-time and because we awoke at around nine-thirty, we seldom saw them until around seven, when they returned from work. Just days before on the Sunday, myself and Emma had planned with two friends to take the bus into the centre of town and go shopping. However, today was raining, and we agreed that we would forget the trip if it was raining, and so, we had no prior engagement, although our two friends had called and told us that they would probably come around to our house later on.

Currently, I was sat on the sofa watching a cartoon that I wasn’t paying attention to. I was watching the rain, hoping for it to clear up, when Emma came down the stairs, jumping the last three and landing so her miniskirt flew up around her belly-button, exposing her pink thong and beautiful rear-end to my wild eyes for a few teasing seconds. Oh, how I wanted to spank that behind.

Emma took up her usual spot on the floor and began playing with her new mobile phone. She was facing away from me and I craned my head to look up her skirt to get a better view of that behind.

I picked up some litter and walked the long way around to the kitchen. As I passed Emma, my eyes went down to her chest. She was not wearing a bra and her low cut top revelaed her pefect breasts to the world. I was getting horny just thinking about them.

As I entered the kitchen, I asked myself what was wrong with me; I had a secret liking for my sisters’ assets, but until now, nothing more. I didn’t feel like I wanted to rip her clothes from her luscious body until now.

I dropped the litter in the bin and retained my place watching the cartoon. Emma stretched and got up, placing her phone on the coffee table I had my feet on. She then went back upstairs.

Emma was very conscious of how she looked, and even though she looked great, she always wanted to maintain her sexiness. She joked once that she took pictures of herself so he could see if she thought she was still sexy. My heart skipped a beat and I picked up her phone, it happened to have a digital camera incorporated to it.

I entered the camera function of the phone and looked at her saved photographs. My heart began racing at the first picture; Emma’s thonged butt in a closeup. I went down one; Emma fondling her breasts seductively. There were plenty more, and my panties were wet by the time I’d finished looking at most of them. Then at the bottom of the list, something caught my eye.

Pictures with the names, “Lra” and a number. There were about six of these, and I looked at each to see what they contained. To my horror, the first three were of me in the shower, and one of them, me getting myself off with my dildo! I was fit to burst, and looked at the others; there was me on my bed sleeping, although Emma had obviously homed in on some particular parts of me; a closeup of my own butt; and although I was mortified that my sister had these images on her phone, I felt a pang of pride, seeing my assets from a third person view for the first time.

My first instinct was to delete these imges, but what if Emma found out? It would be a breach of privacy on my part, but then again, it was a breach of privacy by photographing me! I decided I would confront Emma, but then it hit me; she was obviously taken by me, and a surge of excitement filled me. What if she felt the same way as I?

Before I had time to ponder further, Emma bounded happily down the stairs, talking to me as she did; “Hey Laura, Andrea just called. Her and Rachel will probably be around later!” Andrea and Rachel were our friends who were quite popular with the boys also, and during my current period of wetness, I momentarily thought of them with no clothes on, it felt good.

As Emma reached the bottom of the stairs, I clumsily put her phone back on the table loudly. Emma eyed me suspiciously and took the phone in her hand. Busted! I had left the photograph menu open. I looked away as Emma turnd off her phone.

I was waiting for a verbal assault, but instead, I was shockd to here the words, “Did you like the pics?”. My jaw dropped and I was too stunned to think of an answer, so I said, quite plainly, “Yes.” Emma giggled and stood back, looking at my crotch.

Only then did I realize my panties showing, and they were wet as hell! As I remoed my legs from the coffee table, Emma spoke again, more seductively this time, “Would you like some assistance?” After all this, my brain was dazed and I nodded a bewildered ‘yes’, and put my legs up on the table.

I saw Emma get on her knees and I then felt her finger brush from my shaved crotch to my butthole. I gasped and took in a lungful of air, still stunned. I was breathing heavily and swallowing loudly. This made Emma giggle. “Is this your first time, Lau?” She asked me, quite matter-of-factly.
“Y-yes,” I gasped as Emma stood up. She looked around the coffee table and found a pair of scissors. Before I could think of asking what she was doing, snip! She cut my panties fight of. I felt the cool air go to my pussy soothingly and the scent of aroused girl fill the air. Emma took a long, slow sniff and moaned in pleasure. My pussy was going to explode.

“Whoa,” she said before she progressed any further, “your clit is huge! You must have loved those pictures!” I nodded in stunned agreement and moments later I felt a warm, wet tongue drag across my pussy. I gasped loudly and moaned in pleasure. It stopped, and Emma giggled.

Before I knew what hit me, Emma had thrust her tongue right into me once again and was softly fingering my asshole with her finger. Her sucking and lapping was unbearable. I ran my hands through her hair and held her head in position. Then I felt it, I was going to explode.

“Emma, I’m going to cuuuuummmmmmmmmm, oh shit, oh fuck!” I half gasped, half squealed as I felt my love juice squirt out of my pussy. Emma continued lapping until all the juice was gone, then she looked up and smiled at me. “Happy?” she said, grinning.

But I was still extremely horny. I took her shoulders and pushed her onto her back gently, sitting on her stomach. “Not yet” I said softly. I repositioned myself so I was lying on top of her. I kissed her, and we atacked each others tongues for what seemed like minutes; I could taste my pussy juice on her tongue.

I slowly backed out of the embrace and went down, licking her erect nipples and softly biting them, then went down further, lciking her belly button. Emma giggled from this as well. I finally reached her crotch, and I cut her thong right off of her, and took it in my hand. I kneeled up so Emma could see what I was doing, and I pushed her panties into my face, took a long sniff and sighed. I licked off all of what I could get of her wetness, then dropped the thong on Emma’s face, who sucked the remainder of the pussy juice greedily.

Emma grabbed her nearby handbag and fumbled in it, before pulling out a long, flesh-coloured dildo, thick and at least twelve inches long. I took it from her ad slowly jammed it inside her. She gasped, “Ohhhhh!” and I bent the other side around and placed it inside my own pussy.

I had a dildo upstairs so I was no stranger to cocks, and obviously nor was Emma. We both leaned into the rubber cock and gasped in unison. It was then I realized we were still clothed. I removed my low-cut top as did Emma, and we both stared in awe at our wonderful breasts, before removing our miniskirts and completeyl discarding our clothes. I was only left with my mutilated panties and around my waist.

I removed the dildo from Emma and bent down to lck her, ad immediately got a headrush. This was my first lesbian experience of my life, and I decided right there, definately not the last. My tongue went down into Emma’s hole and I flicked it agains her clit. I continued doing this upon hearing the pleasurable squeals and moans. Emma was moaning about cumming now, and I quickly removed the dildo from my own pussy and took it in my hand. I spat against Emma’s asshole and jammed the dildo inside. My pretty face was one of shock, surprise and ecstasy as Emma’s orgasmic wailing filled my ears and a load of hot pussy fluid flowed freely into my face. I lapped up every bit, not wanting to waste a drop of the delicious elixir.

Almost immediately, I sat up and directed the opposite end of the dildo into my own pussy. Emma’s body was still spasming in ecstasy, but she redirected the dildo from her ass to her pussy, and we entered a scissor formation, grinding our cunts together, grunting in pleasure as we did, with the loud wet sound of pussy on pussy filling the air.

It was like magic, and we were both finger fucking the other one, so me and Emma came at almost exactly the same time. The juice flowed freely and we lay on our backs, panting and grunting in pleasure as our pussy juices splashed our wet crotches.

We both looked up and grinned at each other. We were far from done. We knew what we were doing to do next. Emma repositioned her end of the large rubber cock into her ass, gasping as it went in, as did I. We got to our knees facing away from each other and got on all fours, swinging back and forth madly. It hurt to begin with, but soon, we were both screaming in pleasure. I was double-horny just from hearing mine an Emma’s perfect asses banging agaist each other, the dildo going in and out, in and out.

As I thought this could not get any better, Emma’s finger found my cunt, and she began tickling it playfully. I responded and we were soon giggling, gasping and moaning orgasmically in unison. We both came at that second as well and pussy juice was all over our floor. I panted loudly and laughed. Emma however, had stopped. I looked around at her and my expression changed from extreme pleasure to extreme dread, embarressment and fear. Andrea and Rachel were looking through the window, their pretty faces contorted to masks of surprise to see me and my sister at it like rabbits on the floor of our living room.

“Oh shit!” I thought to myself, already feeling queasy, “Now we’re toast!”.

To Be Continued!

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I am Allie, my husband Alan and I married young, we were almost forty when we rediscovered our sex lives with no children at home anymore. It happened quite by accident when we came across a porn channel. We soon realized our sex lives had been pedestrian, compared to the people in the clips.

“Compared to these people we have only ever had vanilla sex, just plain vanilla sex,” I told Alan as we both watched fascinated while men and women and women and women had sex in ways we had never even dreamed of. The way we fucked that night was the best sex we had ever had.

We made a point of studying lots of porn clips to ascertain what we could do better, and enjoy, to improve our sex lives. The first thing we did was to shave each others pubes, removing vast amounts of pubic hair. Alan left me almost bald, with just an exciting beautifully trimmed black triangle between my legs, while he asked me to shave all his hair off.

I had always naively thought Alan had the same size cock as any other man, though I soon realized he was almost as big and thick as most of the men in the porn clips.

We asked each other what we liked while we watched the porn clips, amazed at what a huge ***********ion there was. “Would you like a man to do that to you? Or another woman?,” Alan would ask me as I was turned on watching sexual acts I had never imagined.

The first time he worshiped my ass was a revelation for me, kissing and licking it, standing in my heels, legs spread, just like the porno clips, forty-years old and never had my ass worshiped. So good, and he had a full on erection for me as soon as his tongue and lips found my ass cheeks. Then he turned me around, his hands grasping my ass as he tongue fucked me.

I realized we were becoming bi-curious when we started teasing each other by asking, “Would you be comfortable with a same sex person giving you sexual pleasure? Another drop dead woman for me, another hunky man for you?” Fantasising about it was very tempting for both of us.

“Look at that woman with two men, and the way she is enjoying two men, would you be comfortable with two men?, Alan asked me, my perverse smile providing my answer.

“Look at that man with two women, and the way he is enjoying them, one sitting on his erection, the other sitting on his face, would you be comfortable with me and another woman?,” I asked, wanting exactly that to happen as my inhibitions slowly evaporated.

When I asked Alan, “Would you like a man to do that to you?,” while we watched a macho black man standing with his hands behind his head soaking up the sexual pleasure of a young white boy edging his erection,” I was surprised and pleased when he told me, “Yes, I would like a man to suck my cock. Would you like to watch?”

I was even more surprised when I answered truthfully without hesitation, “Yes, I would.”

We went shopping together for sexy lingerie, surprised the smaller the item, the more expensive it was. Watching each other trying on lingerie was an exciting new experience fo us. Until then I had never, ever owned a garter belt, my man’s reaction as he ogled my naked body in heels while trying them on made me want to buy several, then the stockings to match.

In no time we both had a drawer of new lingerie, sexy black thongs and g-strings, cup-less bras for me and skimpy, high waisted black thongs and jock straps for my man. I hadn’t even known men wore jock straps for sport, though Alan’s were far sexier than the sport ones, with his naked ass framed by the tiny straps.

The more porn we watched the more we became bi-curious, fantasising and discussing sex with a same sex partner. I was fascinated by lesbian clips, watching the women in lesbian clips having sex with a hung man in other clips. Bi -sexual was taking on a new meaning for me.

We both learnt new ways to tease and edge each other. We had more oral sex in the next month than we had in our entire past married life. Alan improved his cunnilingus skills every time he tongue fucked me, talking dirty to me, making me squirt for the first time, finding my g-spot with a finger, edging me, a whole new, wonderful and exciting experience for me, squirting and squealing for my man.

It was so exciting for me when I realised I was well on my way to completely losing my sexual inhibitions when I involuntarily started moaning, “Fuck my cunt, fuck my cunt, fuck my cunt, so good, I love it, fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt,” while he was tongue fucking me, sitting on a chair in front of a mirror so I could watch.

We posed for each other naked while taking pics on our phones, constantly improving the quality of the pics. We especially liked the pics of us standing together naked in front of a mirror.

Our new sexuality made us wonder if we had been closeted up until now. Why had we not disclosed our sexual orientation to each other before now? We learnt there are many reasons why a person might not wish to let others know their gender or sexual identity. For example, they may fear how people around them will react.

In due course we decided to identify as allosexual. We learnt people who identify with the allosexual orientation may also identify with another sexuality, such as being gay, lesbian, or bisexual. We were both very comfortable with our dual sexuality in that framework.

I started talking to my girlfriends about our rediscovered sex lives. One of them, Sandra, was extremely keen to listen to me when I offered to show her some pics. “Oh wow Allie, is that really you standing there. naked in heels, legs spread, hands on hips with a fuck me smile? You are hot, and look at the way you shaved your pubes. “Is that your husband? He is huge, thick and rock hard.

“Are you bi-curious Allie? I think you might be? Yes? My man and I are gender fluid, would you like to meet him? You seem unsure Allie,” she told me.

“I am incredibly bi-curious Sandra, though I am embarrassed to admit I have only ever had sex with one person in my life, my husband.”

“Your husband need never know, this can be our secret, our very sexy secret, you are ripe for a lesbian experience. Relax while I seduce you, undress you, we can have a bath together before I tongue fuck you, your first ever lesbian cunnilingus.” I couldn’t recall the last time I was naked with another naked woman, if ever.

“I have had a ground breaking day, though I feel guilty without asking you first. I think you can guess what I did this afternoon,” I told Alan when he came home that night. Yes, Sandra seduced me, I was unfaithful to you, the second person in my life I have had sex with. Would you like me to tell you about it? Yes? In detail, so pleased you want me to tell you it won’t make me feel so guilty.

“You are ripe for a lesbian experience Allie, incredibly ripe,” Sandra whispered as she wrapped her arms around my thighs, them licked her way up one thigh to my cunt lips, then flicking my clit with the tip of her tongue.

A week later Sandra phoned and asked me, “Would you like to watch another man, my man Mitch give your man fellatio, a blow job? Mitch is gender fluid, much younger than us, I showed Mitch his pics. He was impressed, Alan really is well hung,” she told me.

We were watching porn clips of men receiving fellatio, a blow job, from another man on the Tuesday night before Mitch was due on Friday to provide my husband Alan with his first ever fellatio, a blow job from another man.

I told him,”No more sex until Mitch has you on Friday,” as I teased his erection with my lips and tongue. “I want you to be ultra horny and rock hard for him while I watch. His lady Sandra wants to watch also. “Are you going to dress to impress for him? Now fuck me while we both fantasise about it.”

On the Friday night Sandra and her much younger, gender fluid lover were a little tense while they waited for Alan to appear. I especially wanted them both to enjoy my man and I wanted to be turned on watching. I could hear Sandra telling her man, “I want Alan to be turned on by you almost naked body,” as I watched her undressing him, leaving him almost naked apart from a very sexy male g-string, straining to conceal his cock and balls as he sat in a carver chair, facing the door Alan would be making his entrance.

Mitch had a very attractive toned, six-pack body, and a confident demeanour, at that moment I felt it would be inevitable for me to have this man. Alan made his entrance wearing his short. black silk dressing gown. He didn’t even look at Sandra or me as he flashed his gown open, his semi erect cock framed by a skimpy, black garter belt I didn’t know he had, staring directly at Mitch who held his gaze.

Without a word being spoken Sandra commenced rubbing oil over his chest, his thighs, his ass, then his now full on erection as he stood, hands on hips, flaunting his erection for Mitch, still staring directly at him who continued to hold his gaze.

“Are you sure you want this?,” Mitch teased as beckoned Alan to stand in front of him on the chair, before he licked and softly chewed on his nipples with one hand stroking his erection. “Harder?,” he asked as Sandra removed his sexy male g-string, to expose his erection.

“Oh fuck yes, harder,” Alan responded with a raging erection as he glanced at Mitch’s erection, the relieved smile on his face telling us he was pleased his erection was larger than the one Mitch had.

“Enjoy baby, your turn on is my turn on,” I smiled watching Mitch expertly licking the sides of my man’s erection.

“Are you sure you want this?,” he teased again with a hand wrapped around his shaft before he grasped his hips and slid his wet lips over the tip of my man’s erection. “Tell me what you want?”

“Suck my balls first, while I put my cock ring on.”

“Like this? Or like this?”

I was fascinated watching my man soaking up sexual pleasure from another man, a first time for him and me, though I was amazed how comfortable my man was with his cock at full mast, his cock ring accentuating the thick vein in his erection, with two women watching. Sandra and I were holding hands, both of us enjoying our bi-sexual men in action, almost oblivious to us, as we sucked each other’s middle finger.

We watched Mitch working on his rock hard erection, suck, lick, blow, one hand, two hands, then stop, lick and suck on Alan’s nipples.

Sandra and me watched on in awe as Mitch commenced teasing the tip of my man’s rock hard erection with his tongue, then ran his tongue along his shaft before taking it into his mouth, as Sandra and I moaned ‘wow’ in unison, before he slid his pursed lips along three or four inches of my man’s rock hard erection.

“Watch closely, it will be more pleasurable for your man if Mitch mixes it up,” Sandra whispered. “He is going to use his tongue while moving up and down his shaft. Now watch him add a hand, he is going to rotate it around the base of his erection for more sensation.

“Now watch this, he is going to take his erection into his throat as far as he can for a brief moment. Just look at how that makes his entire body tense, and listen to him moaning. Look at the way he is holding his ass and digging his nails in. His goal is always to focus on pleasure for his man, not just an orgasm, and the pleasure I get while watching.”

“They have been at it for twenty-two minutes, awesome,” Sandra whispered as she glanced at the wall clock. “Look at the way Mitch is teasing and edging your man, running his fingertips along his balls while licking and sucking just the tip of his erection, even thicker than when they started. Let’s help your man get there.”

I was standing and tongue kissing my man while Sandra licked and sucked his nipples. He was breathing very heavily while Sandra and I changed positions. “So good, so fucking good, I love it,” he was almost screaming as his body tensed, breathing so heavily. “Don’t stop, don’t stop. Now, right now,” he moaned as Mitch bought him off with a thumb and fingertip.

Sandra and I had the most exquisite lesbian sex with the men watching. We commenced before they showered and had reversed positions when they returned to watch. We were both so pleased to see my man with a fresh erection while he enjoyed watching. I was also very pleased to see the serious scratches on his ass.

The four of us agreed to meet again on the Sunday afternoon. All of us were comfortable with each other as Sandra and I were sitting alongside each other, leaning back at forty-five degrees, removing some more items off our wish list, when Alan tongue fucked Sandra, and Mitch tongue fucked me, while Sandra and I tongue kissed between offering encouragement to our men. “Harder, softer, slower, faster, keep going, don’t stop, not yet, so good.”

That Sunday afternoon was also the first time we watched each fucking another partner, Sandra and Mitch, the same couple, who had tongue fucked us earlier. Without moving off the couch Sandra and me were leaning back at forty-five degrees as each other’s man fucked us, their hands on the back of the coach for support, each of them determined to outdo and outlast the other. I really was pleased when my man Alan outdid and outlasted Mitch. A major, new benchmark in our sex lives.

A few days later I told Alan we needed to have a very serious conversation about our sex lives. “We are way past SEX 101,” I told him. “Should we pursue new levels of sexual pleasure? Do you have any special requests in search of new levels of sexual pleasure you would like to share with me?”

Alan bounced the my question back at me when he told me, “A golden shower for me, one of my fetishes. Now please?” Afterwards he told me, “I have watched you ogling boys and girls, much younger than us. I would love to share an attractive boy and girl, much younger than us with you.”

“So would I, I would really like that, I have been grooming two couples for us,” I told him, so pleased with his response. “And I haven’t forgotten what you told me when I asked if you would be comfortable sucking another man’s cock. No, you told me, though you did tell me you might enjoy sucking the cock of a very pretty tranny.

It happened shortly afterwards, perhaps we will both post a story about the boys and girls, much younger than us, we shared. And the tranny,

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An older married woman follows her quest for kinky sex

The Rape of Maya
Chapter four
The result of this almost unexplainable and terrifying very forceful orgasm along with her shrill noise had frightened and sent the little critter’s scurrying , in several directions and back to where ever they had came from!… When she finally woke up later that evening , Maya thought at first it was only some wild and bazaar dream. But slowly started to realize that her previously unfulfilled sexual desire to be orgasmed had been satisfied far past any wild sexual degree she had ever imagined!.. Through out the night with her laying there naked and secured to the stone floor now, there was an even bigger pool of female body fluid it had been running down the insides of her naked helpless well spread thighs!..

The following day was the next part of Maya’s training, and along with the slave collar and leash is all part of what she is to except. There are a number of rules she must be able to follow as Mistress “M” explains, and one, is during the entire time she is in the slave training complex her collar and leash must always be worn, and the leash is to be available to any trainer Master or Mistress in the complex. Maya Naked!

She has already been instructed in the three required basic positions. She is then told her place on the end of a leash as a slave slut who is treated almost as a human version of a submissive female animal and one that is expected to sexually service others on command!. Her hands will always be behind her back unless otherwise commanded, she will always look down and make no eye contact with anyone except her trainer or is otherwise told to do so, and when on a leash will do exactly what her Master Mistress or trainer tells her to do no matter where what, or how humiliating degrading or sexually abusive this command might be!

If she fails to respond quickly the stinging little training whip will be used accordingly and if she continues to be slow in response. Her training will take on an even more sadistic form of abuse. Much like or even worse than what happened with the little critters! Mistress “M” loves to do things like this to those that resist, and are slow to respond or insolent! Maya’s spirit has yet to be fully broken, but she has become much more excepting of her fate!
Mistress “M” has been threatening her with all sorts of sadistic sexual abuse as she again whips Maya’s bare bottom almost to a frenzy! While doing so she is commanding her in a deep booming voice to gorge herself, on one of her big black assistants large cocks! Mistress “M” pushes her head roughly forward and down all the way onto his big black dick! Mistress “M” really enjoys this treatment of Maya so much so that she continually masturbates as her eyes glaze over as Maya squeals groans and gags impaled painfully and is helpless to resist!

Maya’s eyes are now even wider in fright, still gagging as Mistress “M” holds her helplessly down on this hard black meat, and continues to masturbate! Then she is practically drug off of this cock, and over to the other even bigger black assistant’s cock. She, is still having trouble following commands to Mistress “M’s” glee and so far cannot do anything right or to M’s satisfaction. She is crying gasping for breath and begging for “M” not to use the whip, ..all this does is make Mistress whip her even harder Mistress “M” uses her whip

Then with Mistress “M’s” helper laying on the floor with his big black cock rock hard and sticking straight up Maya is commanded to impale herself on his big hard cock all the way,… and ride him!

Maya is getting better at deep kneeing her pussy down aggressively on the big unyielding thing as his buttocks are firmly against the stone floor. Maya with tears of pain and pleasure slams herself down again and again on him, as hard as she can! Then with the personal satisfaction of this successful accomplishment in her tear filled eyes, she is unable to help herself, and has an incredible trembling orgasm, and with her hands still clinched tightly behind her back! She is learning Mistress “M” observes! The look on her face is priceless as the tears are no more! She has the look of incredible sexual pleasure and Mistress “M” is quite satisfied with her new found personal cock sucking and cunt thrusting performance!… Of first gorging a big black cock down her throat at one end while deep knee bending her pussy all the way onto this large black male organ!

Mistress “M” has these personal slaves, two big black males always ready to do her bidding along with two black females, the females are always naked and with collars on their necks. “M” holds court every fortnight and rates the slaves as per their ongoing training. Slaves are required to participate in rape and group sex programs at selected time periods to assess their skills. “M” participates in the rapes when the elder Masters and Mistresses come to visit. At this time the new slaves are required to watch and learn the correct way.

For Mistress “M” Maya is much like her and she can sense that Maya like her could easily be a very good Mistress with just a little proper training! With this in mind, and Maya now totally naked with cum dripping from her cunt and dribbles of it spattered all over her face and on her lips, is led by her leash down the long stone hall way, and into a large room. This is where numerous sleazy politicians, local authorities and dignitaries, are gathered. This is a perk and a payoff that allows them to sample the slaves and enjoy any kind of kinky and abusive sex play with these helpless slave women. Thus trying out their newly acquired skills by sexually satisfying complete strangers!. But before doing so Maya will be made to serve “M” in a lesbian way in front of this gathering of official sexual perverts!

relishes commanding Maya to kiss her lustfully on the Mistress’s lips, The taste of Maya and the cum on her lips is intoxicating To Mistress “M” and quickly excites her!

Then Maya is commanded to suck lovingly on M’s big swollen gigantic nipples this is followed by forcing Maya down onto her knees so as to train her in lesbian acts of pleasuring another woman! “M” easily places her hands on the back of Maya’s head and face fucks Maya quite ardently with her wet lush folds that are dripping in anticipation! This is to see her humiliated and how well she reacts in front of these strange people. This too is in case the bidder customer and new slave owner would demand a slave to demonstrate her well trained talents, prior to purchase.

She along with Graham and Vanessa are paraded around in front of all those in attendance, while receiving the most personal degrading insults of lude and perverse comments. These sexual perverts fondled poke and pull on Maya’s tits ass hole and pussy along with the other two women. Pictures are taken while doing oral or being hard fucked by any of those that wish to do so!. For Maya this naked humiliating sexual use and abuse only seems to add to her own lust for even more perverse humiliating sex and abuse!
After this display in front of these perverted dignitaries these slave women will be taken on a field trip to the slums of Andheri not far from the slave training complex. This will be a true test of their training being naked humiliated and helplessly exposed to known sexual sadists and the perverted dregs of the slums in one of the worst parts of India!
The next day for the field trip Maya is herded along with the other women out through a long stone tunnel and then up the circular stairs case and through a big iron door She has nothing, Mistress “M” is quite resourceful and quick to improvise. The collar she has found for Maya to wear in the slums was picked from a pile of trash and garbage. It is rough, horrible looking and smells of cum and urine. It has obviously been used by other wretched well used slave women before her!
Mistress “M” with all three of these trained slave women totally naked, and at first are all together secured by their ankles, has led all three of them off into the slums towards where locals gather!

Here in the past she has staged a huge gang rape scene, this where Maya and the others will be brutally and horribly gang raped by “M’s” big black slave handlers as well as other well endowed Black and Indian males, well over a dozen of them!

These big strong black slave handlers are to accompany them to this slum area of Andheri! This is not their only function as they are also bodyguards that will keep them from being drug off and having their tits ass and pussies ripped and torn apart by sexual predators that lurk in this dark lawless area of Andheri!
Hands of the most destitute and vile reach out to touch fondle and abuse beautiful naked helpless flesh as they are led through the crowd. Maya watches as Graham and Vanessa’s tits are pulled harshly first one way and then another their bottoms are smacked and the filthy fingers of these men try to find their way into their naked unprotected white folds ! The scene is bazaar like that of a crazy triple XXXX Clock work Orange perverted porn movie that makes no sense, but ends with first Graham screaming and then begging and pleading for one of the big black slave handlers not to impale her almost virgin like white pussy on his gigantic cock!

Her screams do nothing to stop him as he holds her helplessly up off the ground from behind and with one easy motion she is totally impaled to the very depth and length of him! He then reaches around and grabs her nipples, she is held there by only her nipples and his enormous cock deep in her pussy as she screams out and flails helplessly, like that of a rag doll as he walks around with her impaled helplessly on the end of his gigantic manhood!
It is a display of incredible male proses! Then he humps her hard, the noise of her screams only stops when she is bent forward and his partner forces his big black cock down her throat! This horrible sexual abuse is followed by some hard and brutal fucking with this young helpless thing impaled between these two big black cocks and the brutal battering they give her and Vanessa has fared little better!

this older voluptuous red headed British woman has a most similar thing done to her only this is done by two big Indian men. These men were some that despised the way their grandparents were treated by the Brits before India’s independence and are going to take out their hate-rid and sexual frustration on this naked helpless full figured english red headed woman!

For Maya being naked and led through the crowd of these vile people has given her mixed feelings. She was a proper married woman only days ago, and now she is a helpless sex slave that will be bought and sold, then used sexually at the whim of a new black master, who can do anything he wishes to and with her! Mistress “M” wearing a gigantic realistic black strap on double dildo is going to give those watching an incredible show as she commands Maya to assume the mating position Maya hesitates for several seconds and this is enough to provoke Mistress “M” who slaps her hard across the face several times. But her training and the nasty little whip of Mistress “M” on her pussy

takes effect, and with little more hesitation is on her knees immediately. Her head is against the ground with her bottom up in the air and her legs wide apart waiting for what she knows is coming!

Mistress “M” savors this moment as she looks slowly around at the crowd, several are starting to chant in Hindi to (fuck bitch को)! Maya now with her hands clinched behind her back is only a helpless well trained sex slave slut ! Mistress “M” sticks her fingers into the wet trembling almost dripping pussy of Maya and then uses the gooey juices to slick up the big 24” black double dildo as half of it well is up in her pussy, all the time lovingly talking to it as if it was a real cock! Then places the bulbous head in the entrance of Maya’s asshole!

Maya with a whisper says no, but knows now what is coming and that it will be brutal. She can do nothing to resist as Mistress “M” gleefully shoves it in as hard and as deep as she possibly Can!

Maya’s shrill screams can be heard for some distance, but to no avail as no one will come to her aid. The big dildo is slick slimy and hard, for Maya with all she has been through and from being used so many times by others this gigantic thing rips into her asshole and easily finds its depth! “M”is a big strong woman, and in her lust pushes Maya several feet forward on the dirty ground bruising and scratching her face knees and bear tits before some hard thrusting and ass fucking follows! Then settles down to a steady riding with Maya’s ass up in the air! Maya’s body now well trained is starting to buck up and back she cannot help herself as her turned on desire for harsh humiliating sex in front of others in this public slum becomes her only thought!

After this Mistress “M” has motioned for her big black slave handlers to really give Maya a good harsh cum packing of her pussy that yet again leaves her dripping with cum from her lips pussy and asshole!

It is an incredible sexual orgy and has become a local and regular attraction for those that live in this part of Andheri. Just to see one of these helpless naked women especially western white women being used whipped and hard fucked is very entertaining, but the possibility of getting to feel the naked female flesh of these three women especially a young white blond girl and a luscious full figured red head always draws a big crowd to this slum area! With these slaves well used and abused the show is over, then they are again chained together and are watched by the chanting crowd as they are marched back to the slave training complex!

Several newly arrived slave women are giving Maya who is now setting on the stone floor a wide birth, These slaves by doing so seem, to think that they, somehow will avoid having a similar fate befall them. She is a wretched site. Her face breasts and bottom are covered with drying cum and all are scratched and bruised from her fondling and gang banged abuse!

Cum, from her cunt and asshole are also giving up loads of the creamy liquid that she has earlier been packed with, in the slums of Andheri. Her bare bottom is now sitting in a pool of cum that is getting bigger. Mistress “M” with the putrid leather collar still tightly around Maya’s neck pulls her up onto her feet.. At first she is given a moment to steady herself, her legs and especially her thighs and bare bottom still trembling even after all she has been through,she still looks good, but her well used and very bruised pussy mound is swollen and pooched out! Her ass cheeks are the most pronounced, they are spread wide open from the big cocks that have used her, and are even more debased!
This leaves the view of her vulgarly well use, blood red ringed asshole sphincter muscle fully and sinfully exposed.

With Mistress “M” leading her, using a short leash. She is led down the stone hall way in front of these newly arrived slave women, With her toes pointed in and her asshole is painfully sore she tries to keep her ass cheeks wide open as the cool breeze of the tunnel gives her some perverted comfort! But they are helplessly jiggling and bobbling together, back and forth and up and down, she whimpers as each time they come together. She, is also leaving a long trail of fresh cum that is dripping out along with running down the inside of her bare sore and very tender thighs!

Maya has been well used But even worse she smells, …her hair is a mass of dried matted cum! The slave trainers have been posing for pictures with several of the new young naked slave girls that are all standing and waiting! The sight and smell of Maya is almost sickening in comparison, and of course is deplorable. Her face from all the cum scratches, and face slapping along with her earlier tears, has left some dark hideous bruises, as well as her breasts thighs and bottom! The other girls are happy to be quickly led off by their slave trainers, and to be as far away from her as possible! Not knowing that the very same thing will happen to them only days from now!

Maya is led into one of open shower stalls and hot soapy water is sprayed on her as Mistress “Ms” black female assistants go to work feverishly assisting her from a dirty well used slave slut into a clean and presentable alluring slave woman. One that will be auctioned off with numerous other well trained slaves over the next several days! She is again shaved bare of all her body hair, and will be presented as a commodity of a sinfully appealing sex slave. A choice is made to leave her totally naked and to wear only a blindfold and veil something that “M” really likes as it leaves Maya totally helpless with nothing, wondering what will happen! Another thing that the Mistress loves in her slaves is total submission, and that they have to rely on someone else to see to their every helpless need!

These black women in the slave training complex assist, and are assigned to groom, take care of hair make up and make these slave women as attractive as possible so they will bring the most money during the frenzy bidding that will occur.

The following day Maya is prepared to be auctioned off, she is made up to look the part of an exotic nude dancer and is wearing only some western style thigh hi stockings and high heels, and nothing else. It is a an incredible feeling, she has never been so undressed like this before her slave training, and now in front of so many lecherous men! The thought for her to be this way in front of so many men is so incredibly sexually stimulating she is beside herself! Being undressed like this and to show off her goodies will help the bidders increase their bid for these slave women . Her face is covered in a thin pink veil, but under it is a small tight blindfold that leaves her unable to see. This will make her time much more uncertain and terrifying as to her fate when she is finally led up onto the auction block!

The Auction and the bidding is open to all in attendance and will end up between a big black nasty slave merchant that only wants to see Maya horribly abused sexually and sold again and again and he will tell her so, and when he owns her,.. that she will be well used as a lowly slutty whore! The other that will bid on her is an Indian man that in reality is her husband! Who she thinks is a conservative vanilla business man, but he in reality is a trader of slave women, and has found her kinky sex messages on her computer and has set her up to be raped, and to endure this incredible journey into the world of sex slavery! This has all been done with the help of Mistress “M”! He after finding out about his wife’s sexual desire to be raped by well endowed black men has now with “M’s” help, only wants to see his wife experience it all!

Maya has no idea that one of the men bidding on her is her husband as she is only one of several naked Indian slave woman to be sold during the auction! But when she is commanded, by the auctioneer and has to show all of her sexual talents, and especially to those that wish to bid on her. This big black slave merchant from Andheri really wants to see her used and abused as sexually sadistically as possible!

Mistress “M” has with her blessing encouraged him to be as brutal and abusive with Maya as possible, while she is on the auction block, before being sold!

Finally the grand auction and sex slave sale is organized and ready, where all the slaves that are all made up and will be paraded around naked in front of potential buyers which include rich American businessmen, Texas oil barons, Indian businessmen, Arab Sheiks etc. As a rule all the buyers are wearing face masks that leave their identity unknown and most wear no clothing except leather pouches around their manhood.

There is a starting price or minimum bid on each woman based on her age race and her feminine assets, the buyers have to deposit USD Euros or Rupee’s in the amount of 5K for the entrance fee to bid and an additional fee for touching and using these slaves sexually. This fee is not refundable so most of the potential bidders are going to get their money’s worth even if they leave empty handed! Once all of the slaves are sold, the sale is final!.
Vanessa the beautiful fair skinned red headed green eyed full figured english woman who has obviously been whipped is one of the first to go on the auction block

Maya hears some commotion close by as she is led up onto the stage and another voice saying she is ready to inspect as her hands are raised and secured to a post up high. She is scared to death and realizes she is finally up on the auction block, many thoughts start to run through her head, as to where she would be going and who might buy her? Numerous men that have paid the additional fee, are fondling her her breasts nipples are pinched and squeezed! She yelps as her bare bottom is smacked hard! Rough harsh fingers find her slit and her pussy is getting wetter by the minute! She is first embarrassed and then ashamed after realizing that her now well trained body craves what is happening to her! Those who inspect her can feel her moistness and several make perverted comments about her ease of being a ready sex slave!.

Another older Indian woman is being lead around through the crowd by her slave collar and with her hands bound behind her back.
So that those interested in bidding could get a closeup look and even a sample of her naked nipples, and a very pronounced swollen and stimulated clitoris was now of interest as they both were continually abused. For Maya she can only hear the helpless sinful gasps, but just the thought was quite stimulating, and was an incredible turn on, as she thoughtfully realized, she could be next.

Suddenly Maya feels a hand touch her, not a kind gentle touchbut a rather rough and forceful one that pinches and pulls Maya’s nipples and the plunges his fingers into her cunt! Then these same fingers finds her clit and twists it brutally! She cannot help but scream out as this brutal painful abuse leaves her pleading for him to stop! The drool from her painted lips is running down from the corners of her mouth onto her naked breasts.

After the initial rush of prospective buyers she is not sure what will happen as a slave handler releases her hands from the post and places a slave collar around her neck and attaches a leash to Maya?
Mistress “M” and Maya’s husband are friends, and business associates, after all of her training they have already decided that she will replace “M” as the new head Mistress of slave training at the slave training complex!
He this big black sadist has appeared on the auction block and has roughly grabbed Maya’s leash and has pushed her down on her knees and has her pleasure him orally! The crowd is amazed at Maya’s reaction as this naked and obedient horny Indian woman only seems to want his big black cock!..
Maya, sucks and is face fucked! The Gluck!.. Gluck!.. Gluck!… her dark head is bobbing back and forth and soft female flesh, throat lips and tongue full of saliva and cum meshing with his hard black cum filled cock!

Her cum swallowing It is a sound of pleasurable moans and groans that few married Indian women ever get to experience!
The bidders go crazy as they bid more aggressively, and stops again when he uses her and gives her a good pussy fuck with his gigantic cock, her husband patiently waits! It is her husbands secret desire to see his wife horribly abused and waits until she is crying and begging this black sadist with this monster to stop! He will not do so until he has left her screaming and finally satisfied himself, but it is not only him that is satisfied as Maya also experiences an incredible shuddering climax that leaves her on the floor unable to move! Then her husband after some heated bidding between the two finally out bids him and she is sold for the incredible sum about 5,00,000 Rupees which is about 10,000 USD.

Maya after the bidding, is still on her knees with her bare breasts against the cold marble floor of the auction block, and her naked bottom with her wide open cum dripping cunt sinfully up and exposed to everyone! OMG! She is helpless and can hear people talking, it is about her and the sexually perverted nasty things she had done with this big black stud! She has been well used and is unable to see or to barely move! Other slave women have watched every thing that has happened to Maya , but are afraid to say anything as they stare in shocked disbelief!..

After all of the proceedings of the auction are complete a permanent tag is crimped with a non removable silver ring to one of Maya’s labia lips! A hand operated stainless steel hole punch that is normally used to punch holes in thick leather belts is used to punch the hole in her labia lip! No pain deadener is used only antiseptic alcohol. One of the bidders assistants has told her to push her bare well shaven pubic mound out obscenely and clinch her hands tightly behind her back. Maya’s stimulated well used pussy lips are out, well used and hanging down! They are easily accessible the slave complex’s metal smith positions one her labia lips over the hole punch and by the time she tries to reacts it is quickly punched leaving a clean hole where the soft tender naked flesh had been only moments ago!

The pain is sharp and piercing as she reacts with a painful yelp! Before she knows it a silver ring with her ID tag is inserted, professionally crimped and permanently attached to the hole in her cunt lip! Healing antiseptic has been applied and the painful ordeal is quickly over leaving her with a painful burning sensation! She is now a true slave slut to remove this ID Tag will require another professional metal smith!
This metal tag is about a half dollar it has her slave number and she will be permanently registered as a slave woman along with a picture of her on the slave owners site!

This is something her husband has insisted on, as he wants his wife to know that she is an owned slave and that he at any time can sell her as a sex slave to black men! OMG she can feel her sore labia lip start to swell and its nerve ends that are attached to the depths of her sexual being come alive. This wanting abuse is an incredible desire for even more sexual abuse! She now cannot help herself as a well trained slutty sex slave!

Women like Maya are in high demand as sex slaves and there aren’t too many of them that are easily available. For Maya even after being sold she still thinks that she will never see her husband or children again and has resigned herself that her fate will be a whore and a sex slave to black men and her new Indian master!

In the past her husband has kept Maya out of all this thinking she is just a good wife and the mother to his children. Until he realizes after viewing some of the E-Mails on her computer that she is craving to be sexually used abused and raped by black men with enormous cocks!
Maya is so ecstatic after discovering that she has been had by Mistress “M” and her husband that she wants to repay her some how, and has buried her face in “M’s”pussy and eagerly sucks her off again and again telling Mistress “M” what an incredible woman she is!.

For Maya it is the end of one incredible journey and the start of another!

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“What new experiences would you would like in your sex life, with me and perhaps another partner, male or female?,” I asked my man Jon recently.

“What desires do you want to bring to life? Would you like to stretch the boundaries? Maybe discover fantasies you and I hadn’t even considered? We could learn about different and exciting sex acts and some more sex techniques. Where can we begin?”

“I would love to have two bisexual men while you watch. I have a fetish about seducing a bi-sex man.

“I would love you to watch another man giving you a blow job, he would need to be much younger than us and very pretty.”

Within a a few weeks we had all of those in the same very exciting session.

“We both need a new challenge,” I told my man,”The next item on my bucket list is two women while you watch. I have never had another woman and another woman has never had me. Something I have fantasised about for many years. And I would love to watch you fucking another woman, or perhaps another woman fucking you. No kissing though.”

“Can I have the same two women while you watch?,” he responded.

I am Krystal, a forty-year old woman, with a high sex drive. My man Jon and I are both proud of our still firm, forty-year old bodies. We shave and wax each other so we both have just a tuft of pubic hair. My man says my best feature is my ass and firm tits with big nipples. His standout feature is his thick cock, nine-inches when fully erect.

I met Helene as part of my business dealings. She is slightly older than us, a voluptuous size 12-14 blond who likes wearing skin tight slacks to highlight her legs and ass. She exudes sex appeal for both sexes and I love her pouty, collagen lips.

Over a period of a few weeks we loosened up and confided about our sex lives. Helene told me she is bisexual with a strong sex drive. I took great delight in telling her I also have a strong sex drive. When I told her my man has a thick cock, nine-inches when fully erect, she wanted to know more.

“We recently had two men to pleasure us at the same time. Our next challenge is two women at the same time.”

“I would love to be one of those women, would you like me to organize a second woman for you?,“ she told me as she kissed me passionately with those wonderful lips, then with her tongue as well, something I had wanted since I first saw her.

A week later at three in the afternoon I am laying back at forty-five degrees on our couch, naked, wearing just my heels, my legs wide apart as Helene is giving me my first ever lesbian experience with my naked man watching on and enjoying, as he teases his erection.

Helene’s friend Toni is alternating passionately tongue kissing me and licking my very erect nipples.

Lots of sexual tension when Helene, an older woman and Toni arrived, a little younger, in her mid-thirties. Two bi-sex, very attractive and feminine women with similar size 12-14 bodies for my sexual pleasure – and perhaps my man.

As we chatted to break the ice the two women appeared to be intent on dressing to see who could capture the most attention as they sat with their legs crossed. Helene has excelled herself, killer heels, an extremely short black dress highlighting her legs, absolutely magnificent thighs and ass with a while silk blouse. She exudes sex appeal for both sexes and I love her pouty, collagen lips.

Toni is similarly dressed in an extremely short black dress highlighting her legs and equally magnificent thighs.

My man can’t keep his eyes off their thighs as they cross and recross their legs for his benefit.

Without saying a word Helene and Toni take my hands and motion for me to stand so they can undress me. I was quickly naked apart from my heels as they removed the only other item I was wearing, one of my man’s black shirts.

Helene held my face in her hands as she passionately tongue kissed me and I responded. At the same time Toni was kissing and licking my very erect nipples.

“If your man wants to watch us pleasure you we want him naked,” Helene whispered so he could hear. “Naked, now, Jon.”

“Wow, your man is huge Krystal. Can I fuck him later while Toni pleasures you and you watch?”

I made a point of not answering her, though the thought of watching her fuck my man while Toni sexually pleasured me had great appeal in my currently very aroused state,

That was when we moved to the couch and I was laying back at forty-five degrees, naked, wearing just my heels, my legs wide apart as Helene was giving me my first ever lesbian experience with my naked man watching on and enjoying, as he teased his full-on erection.

Toni was glancing at his raging erection as she alternated tongue kissing me and licking and sucking my very erect nipples. Forty-years old and my first ever lesbian experience is very exciting, especially with my man watching on teasing his nine-inch erection with a fingertip.

When the four of us moved to the bedroom, Helene and Toni had their hands all over each other as they kissed passionately, an extra turn on for me and my man as we watched on.

Then Helene lay on her back on the bed and motioned for me to sit on her face facing her feet. Wonderful, new sexual pleasure with Toni and my naked man watching, his cock was very erect, the veins bulging as he sat teasing it with a fingertip.

Then Toni lay between Helene’s legs and commenced licking her cunt lips. Helene had her hands on my ass manipulating her lips along my cunt lips. I am so pleased my man is watching as I orgasm for Helene again. And again, double pleasure watching and feeling her orgasm on Toni’s tongue.

“We need a break,” Helene tells us before the four of us move to the bathroom to freshen up.

“Your man is huge Krystal. Can I fuck him alongside you on the bed while Toni pleasures you and you watch? I think you would like that.”

“Yes, do it for both of us, I would like that, really like it,” I whisper, my libido in overdrive at the thought of watching her fucking my man’s nine-inch erection and the extra sexual pleasure it will provide me, as three women watch him fitting a cock ring on his roaring erection and fastening it under his balls.

From my personal experience I know when he chooses to wear a cock ring he intends to really perform and excel himself with the veins bulging in his rock hard cock.

“This is so good honey, so good,” I whisper to my man as we hold hands. We are lying alongside each other on our bed. Toni is between my legs, licking my cunt lips, exquisite sexual pleasure while Helene is tongue kissing me.

“Your man has a huge and very erect cock Krystal. Can I fuck him now?”

Wonderful sexual tension as I watch Helene straddle my man and slowly, ever so slowly slide her cunt lips onto the full length of my man’s raging, rock hard, nine-inch erection as we hold hands. My man really is well hung I muse in an agitated state as I watch another woman sliding her body onto him as she holds my gaze.

“This is so good honey, so good,” I repeat as we tongue kiss.

I can hear someone moaning, “Fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt, so good, so fucking good, don’t stop,” before I realize it is me enjoying new and wonderful, exquisite sexual pleasure as I orgasm over and over.

Then new levels of sexual pleasure and excitement as Helene is kissing me as she is fucking my man as her friend is licking my cunt lips.

An hour or so later after we had all showered together it was my turn to provide lesbian pleasure. An extra frisson with my man watching. Helene is a huge challenge for me as she stands naked apart from her heels resting her back against a wall as we tongue kiss passionately.

My man is standing beside me, resting against the wall teasing his new, full-on erection with a fingertip as Toni tongue kisses him.

“I have wanted you to do this to me from the first moment I saw you Krystal. Do it for me, now,” she moans as I kneel and hold her ass as my tongue finds her engorged clit.

I love the way she puts a leg over my shoulder and forces my whole body closer to her.

Then her hands behind my head pushing my tongue and lips into her wet cunt lips as she moves her hips in a fucking motion.

At the same moment Toni kneels and takes my man’s erection between her lips.

I am trying to ignore another woman giving my man a blow job alongside me as I slide a finger into Helene and curl it around to find her g-spot. My tongue is doing things to another woman for the first that I had been fantasizing and dreaming about for years.

I am enjoying my new found, dual sexuality coupled with the power I have over her as she moans, “Fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt,” while she manipulates my head with her hands.

“Scratch my ass, harder, pleasure and pain, I love it,” my man is moaning.

A huge moment for me as I am about to bring another woman to orgasm for the first time ever. I love the noise and commentary from Helene as she orgasms for me. Then again and again. I am pleased with myself.

An even bigger moment for me and my sexual ego as Helene squirts for me.

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How would you like 10,000 dollars for a night of kinky lesbian sex?

All Woman’s Club

Tina spotted the black purse from almost 100 feet away. She glanced around quickly. The tail of a plane moving past the window held her eye for a moment. She started moving closer to the purse, eyeing the crowd as she did. She stopped, waiting breathlessly, estimating that it would take three long strides to grab the purse and sprint away. Her nerves were tingling. The hair was standing up at the back of her neck. She took a deep breath and started forward. A firm grasp on her wrist stopped her.

“That’s bait, honey and you’re the rat. Check out the crowd,” a female voice said in Tina’s ear. Tina looked at the blonde first, classifying her with one glance. She was mid 30’s, bleached blonde hair, over tanned, with just the right amount of makeup. She seemed to be an over the hill model. Tina turned and looked at the crowd. The woman was right, two men in jogging suits and short hair, one woman with a large purse and tennis shoes, another man in a bad suit coat who looked totally geeky. They were cops for sure.

“Thanks,” Tina mumbled.

“No problem. They are part of an airport sting to catch thieves. You would have been number three for the day.”

“So why’d you stop me?”

“Courtesy.”

“Like hell.”

“I need a favor from you. Actually I’m doing you a favor.”

“I ran away when I was sixteen. Since then anybody who was doing me a favor,” Tina made quotation marks in the air with her fingers, “wanted to get into my pants.”

“Well I’m no exception. How old are you?”

“Eighteen, nearly nineteen. In case you are interest, I just had a miscarriage. The official cause was malnutrition. Now can I go?”

“You look much younger. Are you milking?” the woman stopped and studied Tina breathlessly.

“Yes,” Tina said suspiciously.

“Oh my god,” she gushed suddenly with a big smile. “Then you’ve got to come with me,” the woman said in a gusty voice.

“Like hell,” Tina said sarcastically.

“How would you like to make a thousand dollars?”

“Not the way you want it.”

“Five thousand?”

“No,” Tina said uncertainly.

“Ten thousand for one night’s work. That’s as high as I can go.”

“What the fuck? What do I have to do?” Tina asked. She took a seat on a wooden bench. “One night, I don’t get beat up and I don’t end up in Bagdad?”

“Absolutely not,” the woman laughed. “You would be the guest at a woman’s club.”

“How would you pay me?”

“Cashiers check. It can’t be cancelled.”

“When?”

“Now, if you like. But I’d stick with you until the party.”

“What if I ran?”

“I’m a lawyer. I’d find you.”

“You’re a lawyer!” Tina gasped.

“That’s how I knew about the sting,” the woman laughed. “But that doesn’t change our deal. There are some very important women at this party. Judges, senators, the works. I’m the least of them.”

“Wow,” Tina said, thinking quickly. “Ok,” Tina said, swallowing nervously. Her eyes grew big as the woman handed her the check. She shook it and looked at the bank. The woman helped her open her first bank account.

The five girls were very nice to Tina. They bathed her, gave her a facial, and did her hair until it was just right. None would talk to her when she tried, but they were polite and gentle with her treatment.

“I smell like roses everywhere,” Tina giggled when she saw the woman later. “They gave me a rose smelling bath, douche, and squirted rose water up my ass,” Tina giggled.

“I can’t wait to taste you,” the woman smiled.

“You’re a lesbian?”

“I am today. We all are. Your name tonight is Rose. We don’t want to know your real name, and don’t ask ours. Ok?”

“Sure,” Tina nodded.

“I’ll see you out there,” the woman said before kissing Tina on the lips. “Have fun.”

“I will, I guess,” Tina was remembering the taste of that kiss. She liked it.

“Fifteen minutes,” a woman yelled somewhere. She yelled three more times before she showed up at the door. “Fifteen minutes, people. Get Rose dressed,” she clapped her hands.

Before Tina could move, she found herself sitting on the edge of a hospital bed nude. A scant rose colored leather outfit was brought and Tina was stuffed into it. A close-fitting rose-colored leather hat with eye holes was pulled over her head, making her look like cat woman. She looked down at herself and found one difference. The reddish hair on her pussy was showing. By the feel of the cold air, her pussy and breasts were protruding from the suit.

“Weird,” Tina muttered as she was pushed from the room. She was joined in the hallway by young girls named Orange, Cherry, Lilly, and Chamomile.

Tina was taken to the center of the room. She looked around in shock. The room was decorated for Halloween. Was it really Halloween? She had lost track. Everyone was in costume and wearing masks. Old, young, rich and influential were all milling around, drinking, and tasting snacks. One thing Tina never did get was food. She was starving.

“This is she,” a familiar voice said from behind a black mask. “She’s milking,” the blonde whispered to a very old woman. Tina tried to keep her disgust hidden. She had never been done by a 60-year-old woman before. She kept thinking about the money as both women fondled her.

“You are here, on the swing,” the blonde said, leading Tina to the padded table. There were chains and straps hanging from the ceiling. “Relax, have fun,” the woman whispered.

“I’m afraid,” Tina whispered back, while looking at the room full of strange women.

“I guarantee that when the night’s done you will want to come back next year, but you can’t. This is a one-time deal. So enjoy it while you can. And think about the money, if you are forced to do something disgusting, remember that the money will keep you off the streets for years.”

“Thanks,” Tina said as she was harnessed in the chains and straps. She soon found herself hanging from the ceiling. She was able to support herself with hands and knees, but there was no need. The straps were comfortable.

“This is Rose,” a voice came from behind her. She turned and could barely see a new woman standing behind her. She was in a Marti Gras type of costume.

“Rose is very young, as you can see. But more importantly, Rose is special in another way. Rose is lactating.”

“Really?” “What?” “My God,” voices came from all around the room. Women hurried to stand by the table.

“What am I bid?” the first voice asked. Tina’s eyes widened in horror. Was she going to wake up in Bagdad after all?

“Seventy-five thousand,” the 60-year-old woman said.

“Come on, Brenda, we can’t match that and you know it. Make it something reasonable?” the blonde said.

“Oh all right. Twenty thousand, then. I know that several of you can afford that. If it’s too high, fuck you.”

“I’ll take 20,” the blonde raised her hand.

“Me too,” a young black woman with short hair nodded.

“Count us in,” two other women bid. They looked like oriental twins.

“All bidding on this table is closed,” the woman said. “Now let’s move on to Orange.”

Tina looked around nervously. If she had followed what just happened, she now belonged to the five women standing around her.

“Swing her down to a sitting position,” the old woman said. Quick hand took Tina out of the straps and redid them so she was sitting in the straps with her legs wide spread.

“I get her pussy,” the old woman said.

“I’ll take her ass,” the blonde said with a happy smile.

“We have her breasts first,” the oriental twins said. Tina looked around nervously. She was approached from all sides. The old woman immediately sank to her knees in front of Tina’s open legs and grabbed one thigh in each hand. Her old, wrinkled mouth felt wonderful on Tina’s young pussy. Suddenly she didn’t care who ate her, as long as it didn’t stop.

The blonde was the next to join the party. Her hands opened Tina’s sweet little ass and her tongue began fencing with Tin’s puckered little ring of flesh. She tightened her asshole involuntarily, but the blonde’s talented tongue slid easily inside. Tina gasped and shuddered as each tongue began creating fire in her loins. The oriental twins approached Tina from each side. They Each claimed a breast and began drinking and tonguing her sensitive nipples.

“Oh my God,” Tina howled. “Oh fuck,” she said, looking down at all the attention she was receiving. Fire was filling her body from everywhere. She looked back to see the blonde kneeling behind her. Suddenly a strong hand took her hair in it’s grip and turned her face. She found the beautiful black girl nearing for a kiss. Before she could think, their mouths were touching. Before she could decided if she wanted to kiss, she decided that she liked this kiss more than any other kiss she had ever received. A black woman’s lips were the thickest and softest in the world.

Tina fenced with the black girl’s tongue, while a strong tongue reamed her ass, another licked her sweet, rose flavored pussy, and two pairs of strong lips drank her milk. It was the most wonderful feeling she had ever experience.

Tina began concentrating on the old woman’s tongue in her pussy. It was magnificent. She could tell that the old woman was a dyke. She knew just how to eat a woman, with just the right amount of brutality. The woman had Tina’s pussy pried wide open with her thumbs, while her long tongue flicked and licked everywhere. Tina was beginning to feel the first tendrils of an orgasm and they had only started. How many times could a woman cum in one night and still survive? She just might find out before the night was over.

“Uhn,” Tina grunted into the black woman’s mouth. Her pussy was now on fire. Her entire body was on fire. Those lovely Japanese lips on her breasts were drinking her dry. Those greedy bitches planned on getting every drop before they had to give up her breasts.

“Ah!” she cried, breaking contact with the woman’s mouth. The woman backed away with a shy smile and allowed Tina to look down at the old woman.

“I’m cumming,” Tina whispered. The old woman looked up and smiled. Suddenly she didn’t look so old. Suddenly she looked like a lover.

“Oh God, I’m cumming big,” Tina quavered. She tried to ignore the persistent tongue up her ass. It was magnificent. It felt like it was six inches long.

“Huh,” Tina grunted, falling forward against the chains. The old woman began flicking her tongue over Tina’s stiffened clit. Tina jerked on the tongue, bouncing in the chains and making the twin’s bounce to follow her bobbing breasts.

“Ah, ah, ahhhhh,” Tina screamed with her head turned toward the ceiling. She grunted and bucked against her crowd of lovers. The fire continued in every part of her body as the assorted mouths refused to give up her sweet young body. She whimpered and begged until the old woman gave up her pussy, the blonde reluctantly pulled out of her ass, and the twins were pushed away from her breasts by the black woman. With a gasp, Tina fell laxly against the chains, trying to recover.

“Take her down,” the old woman said.

“I get a breast,” the black woman said. “I want her pussy next time.”

“I’ll take a breast,” the old woman said.

“I want to be eaten,” one twin said. “I want Candy,” the other said.

“Candy?” Tina asked.

“Me,” the blonde smiled. “It’s my stage name. I was once a guest here like you are tonight.”

“Oh,” Tina said. She found herself on her back. Candy held up a butt plug and turned it enticingly in the air. It was a vibrator. Candy put the butt plug in her mouth and lubricated it before approaching Tina’s ass. She slid it in with no problems. With a twist of her fingers the butt plug came alive. Tina moaned and lifted her ass off the blanket. Candy fell between her legs and engulfed her small pussy with her open mouth. She sucked noisily for a moment, then began licking gently from bottom to top. She judged Tina’s response and decided that Tina was ready for the second round. Tina moaned softly as Candy’s sweet mouth began sucking, while her tongue remained buried inside Tina and licked gently.

It was hard to feel Candy’s mouth with so much going on inside her ass. She hardly noticed when the old woman began nursing on her right breast. Tic or Tac began nursing on the left. She studied their faces behind the masks. The old woman was at least 60 years old, possibly five years older. The mask hid a great deal of her face. But her neck and the wrinkles above her eyes gave away her age.

Tic was definitely a young Japanese woman. Tina couldn’t remember a pair of rich Japanese twins in Denver, so they must be from out of town. Tic and Tac would certainly show up in a place like Denver. The old woman and the pretty black girl could be anybody with the masks on.

Candy rubbed her fingers over Tina’s firm stomach and down to her small patch of pubic hair. She petted the hair gently, while her mouth worked on Tina’s pussy. Tina was on fire again, but thankfully it would take quite some time for her next orgasm. The vibrations in her ass were detracting from the wonderful sensations in her pussy. She liked thinking of Candy down there, even though she couldn’t see more than the top of her bobbing head.

Suddenly, Tina’s view of everything was cut off by Tic’s pussy lowering toward Tina’s mouth. Tina started to object, she had never eaten pussy before. She saw the old woman watching her as she feasted on her milk. They were waiting to see what she did. Then Candy’s earlier words came back to her. Think about the money if you are asked to do something nasty. Tic’s pussy was not exactly nasty. In fact it was neatly manicured, pink and delicious looking. Tina marveled at the colors of the swollen pussy lips and the raven black hair. Tic squatted on Tina’s reluctant mouth and oohed as Tina gave it a tentative lick. She tasted Tic’s pussy for a moment and decided that she liked it. It was all she needed to start the passion burning in her body. She engulfed the pussy and tongued it steadily, as Candy was doing in her own pussy.

“Oh, that’s good,” Candy said from out of sight. Tac had just slid up behind Candy’s ass and was giving it a liberal bath with her tongue. She spread Candy’s ass and began attacking her asshole. Tac lifted Candy’s hips and slid a pillow beneath her abdomen. With her ass and pussy handy for eating, Tac began licking Candy’s ass and pussy wholeheartedly.

With so much stimulus in her own pussy, Candy redoubled her efforts on Tina. She sucked brutally, drawing the tiny clit into her mouth where she fenced roughly with her stiffened tongue. The sudden attack started Tina moaning and jerking beneath Candy’s tongue. She rolled her hips slightly, as if to avoid Candy’s brutal mouth, but Candy followed her wherever she when. Moaning up into Tic’s pussy, Tina’s tongue flashed with a sudden fluttering attack which made Tic moan and squeeze her own breasts in brutal hands. She looked back at Candy and Tac, wishing she could change places with either of them.

“Oh fuck,” Tic moaned. “This is so damn good,” she called in her peculiar accent.

“Uh,” Candy grunted as her orgasm began burning in her loins. She licked and sucked quickly, trying to bring Tina off with her. She wanted Tina to cum in her mouth.

Now that Tina’s breast was dry, the old woman began concentrating on her nipple. She massaged the stiff nipple with her tongue, while holding her breast in her right hand.

The black girl was sucking much of Tina’s breast into her mouth. Tina could feel her tongue pressed against it. There were so many feelings raging through Tina’s body that it was hard to concentrate on any one. It was also hard to concentrate on pleasing Tic.

“Oh-huh,” Candy cried. “Ah, ah, ah, ahhhhh!” she screamed, bucking against Tac’s face. Her wet pussy rode the perfect skin of Tac’s mouth, filling her nose with juice and coating her sweet Japanese face with sticky clear fluids. Tac didn’t mind. She loved the taste of Candy’s fluids. She only gave up the shuddering pussy reluctantly, when it was obvious that Candy’s orgasm was finished.

Tac rolled over so she could see her sister getting eaten. It was an eire sight, sometimes, to see one’s identical twin having sex. Deep down she believed she could feel what Tic was experiencing.

Tac’s eyes went to the black girl’s perfect ass. She leaned forward and caressed it gently, then kissed it lovingly while her eyes stayed on her sister.

“Oh yes,” Tic suddenly moaned. “Oh yes, yes,” she said again. “Oh, oh, oh, ahhh,” she screamed. She held Tina’s pretty face still between her legs as her pussy spasmed and jerked. Tina sucked softly, pressing her tongue against Tic’s tiny clit. Tic’s own movements were overstimulating her clit, causing intense pain and pleasure. She grunted and rode Tina’s sweet mouth until it was finally too much for her. She jerked up off Tina’s eager mouth and fell to the mattress beside the black woman.

Tina could now concentrate on her own pleasure. Her loins were glowing. She knew that the right stimulus could put her over the edge in moments.

“Put the butt plug in my pussy,” she begged, looking down at Candy between the two heads. Candy nodded and reached down to Tina’s ass. In a moment the vibrating butt plug slid up inside Tina’s pussy. With the added stimulation of Candy’s swift tongue against her clit, it took only moments for the fire to explode in her loins. Her pussy convulsed, clenching and unclenching around the butt plug. Her pelvis began jerking in time with Candy’s busy tongue. She gritted her teeth and held her breath until her orgasm was just too hard. She screamed long and loud, jerking her pussy away from Candy’s busy mouth.

“Take it out,” Candy screamed. “Take it out, take it out,” she insisted until the butt plug fell into a blessed stillness. Candy gasped and fell to the mattress. She was finally free. Everyone had broken contact with her shattered body.

“You peed,” Candy accused with a giggle.

“I’m sorry,” Tina said in embarrassment.

“I liked it,” Candy admitted, wiping the pee off her face. “It was nice.”

“It’s time for a break,” the old woman said. She raised her hand and a naked young woman approached quickly.

“Refreshments,” the old woman said. The masked girl nodded and hurried away.

“You did well this year, Candy. We’ve never had a milker in here before.”

“I was blessed,” Candy said, reseating herself into a more comfortable position. “I chose Rose because I believed she might be more than 18, even though she looks three years younger. I only found she was milking after I made the initial contact.”

“I’m glad you did,” Tina smiled. They stopped talking and ate when the food arrived. It was lavish for a Halloween party, but then it was no normal party. Half an hour later, everyone was ready, including Tina. She wondered what the black girl had in mind.

“I want to do the inverted 69 the black woman said as they started again. Can somebody help me with the chains?” One strap was looped around Tina’s body above her breasts, and attached to a chain. Two more straps were attached to chains and looped around her legs. Suddenly she found herself hanging upside down with her head dragging on the matteress.

The black woman approached her and knelt on each side of Tina’s head. Before she knew what was happening, Tina found the black woman scooting forward and her pussy touched her mouth. Tina lapped eagerly. It was hard to concentrate being upside down, but she did her best to please her black lover. Her pussy tasted wonderful. It was obvious that each woman had used a douche, as Tina herself had. She was lucking that nobody was on their period. Then again, a woman on her period would use a tampon and not show any signs of her malady.

She had once heard that lesbians used a tampon, cleaned themselves well, and stayed away from the glory hole. Otherwise, they could never have oral sex. A lesbian relationship without oral sex was very bland.

“Oh fuck,” Tina screamed. The black woman was going down on Tina’s pussy, and she certainly knew what she was doing. She pressed her tongue against Tina’s exposed clit and moved it from side to side, while pressing extremely hard. Out of Tina’s vision, Tic and Tac were holding her legs so they didn’t slide out of the straps. The old woman was prying open Tina’s asshole and feasting on her hot butt, with her forehead pressed against the black woman’s. At Candy’s urging, the old woman had spread her own legs wide. Candy had knelt against Tina’s back and was eating the old woman’s pussy. Her cute upturned face was busily stimulating an old pussy which had been neglected for a long time.

Tic and Tac began licking Tina’s legs. They licked their way up to her ass, then out to her toes where they sucked each toe, one at a time, then worked their way back into her ass again.

Tina found that the black woman was very juicy. She didn’t know how juicy a woman could get, but she was sure the girl was the juiciest on earth. She had Tina’s face so wet that she had trouble breathing. Juices had filled her nose and she was forced to breathe through her mouth around the woman’s pussy. It was getting harder to breathe as they went on.

“I… I can’t breathe,” Tina complained, not sure if they would listen or not. The black woman released her immediately and crawled off Tina’s face. Tina was even more relieved when she felt the grip on her legs loosen. Tic and Tac brought her down gently. When the straps were off, Tina pushed the black woman back and fell between her legs. Before the woman could make herself comfortable, Tina followed her pussy down to the mattress, eating and licking with all her might. Tic or Tac crawled beneath Tina’s pussy and began eating there. The other twin lowered her pussy onto the black woman’s mouth and squealed when the woman’s tongue plunged up inside her.

As Tina munched on the black woman’s cunt, she took the time to look around the room. What was happening at her own table was happening all around the room. Some girls only had three women at their table, one had five like Tina. At the far table four women were sitting against the wall talking and eating. They were taking a break. Tina decided she could use another break once she finished the black woman.

“Uh-huh,” the black woman suddenly moaned. Her mouth went wild in Tic’s pussy. Tac was going wild beneath Tina. Candy was still going down on the old woman, who was just getting ready to cum. It was only seconds before the old woman began screaming and riding Candy’s face. The added sexiness of her screams brought the black woman to the brink of her own orgasm. She cried and hunched her pussy against Tina’s face. Tina licked furiously, trying to hold the woman’s thighs still so she could enjoy every last drop of juice and every sensuous touch of hot skin. The pink pussy moved in her hands and mouth. The pussy was brutally mashed against Tina’s face. The black woman cried softly into Tic’s pussy, then fell into a lax heap of womanly flesh as her orgasm stilled.

Tina held the suction on that pussy for several minutes, hating to give it up. But eventually she rose and looked at Tac’s sweet face between her own legs. Tina filled her hand with milk from her own beast and licked it from the palm of her hand. The women had not left much in her breasts, but there was a little.

“I don’t think I can come again,” Tina whispered to Tac. “My pussy’s sore.”

Tac nodded and released Tina’s pussy. Tina raised a leg and allowed Tac to pull her lovely face out.

“It’s midnight,” somebody called. The women in the room began talking and removing their masks. Tina didn’t recognize anybody at her table. She wasn’t sure about other tables, but she didn’t look too close.

“You can take yours off,” the old woman said. Tina took it off and a huge smile lit the woman’s face. “You did well indeed,” she told Candy.

“I got lucky,” Candy shrugged.

“Bring us snacks,” the old woman called. Food and drinks were brought. They sat around talking and giggling. When the break was over Candy brushed off the bed and looked at Tina.

“Any preferences?” she asked.

“I’d like to go down on her,” Tina nodded toward the old lady. She saw surprise, followed by appreciation, which was exactly why Tina had picked her. Besides, she was obviously somebody important. Everybody jumped when she shouted an order. It payed to make the important people happy.

“I’ll take Lotus,” Candy said, pointing at Tic.

“I’ll take Iris,” the black woman pointed to Tac.

The night went on and on. As Candy predicted, Tina wished to return. Time would tell if she were invited back as Candy had been. In the meantime, she needed to make the best of her money. If Candy could get her law degree on her money, anything was possible. One thing she knew for sure, she would never have to steal a purse again to feed herself.

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