The Story of Jane

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   This story is fiction, and should be treated as such.  The following
story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains 
descriptions of explicit sex.  If you are not an adult, or reading sex 
stories upset you, DO NOT read any further.  If it is illegal in your 
location, DO NOT read it.

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Jane - Chapter 5

  As the light creped into the bedroom I stirred awake. Joe was already awake and 
absently toying with my clit. The evening's festivities came back in a rush as he played 
with me. I was sore all over down there but his rubbing had me wiggling my hips in no 
time. He reached toward the night stand and came back with lube. I knew what that 
meant. He wanted my ass. Running a lubed finger down the crack he entered my ass and 
coated it. Without saying a word he crawled between my legs and pulled them up onto 
his shoulders. This pulled my ass to him and he positioned his cock at the entrance. 
Moving his hips up his cock slid in my ass with a plop. He seemed to be in no hurry this 
morning sliding slowly in and out. Reaching over my legs he pulled and twisted my 
nipples. Twisting them and pulling hard enough to make them stand out as cones from 
my chest started me moaning.
  "Careful there sweetie, get too loud and the girls will hear you." Joe had a smile on his 
face when he said that knowing how I felt about that. The passion continued to build and 
I used a pillow to bury my face in. My hand had gone between my legs as he continued to 
slowly move in and out of my ass. My clit was still sore from last night but light pressure 
brought me to a small orgasm quickly. I came to realize that I liked anal sex a lot. Big 
jump from a few shorts months ago when he had to spank me to get my grudging 
acceptance.
  He buried his cock all the way in and shot a load of cum deep inside my bowels. I 
continued to finger myself to another orgasm as he finished and sat back to watch me. He 
had a wry smile on his face as I came for the second time. He slapped me on the ass and 
jumped out of bed, heading for the bathroom. "Get your sexy ass out of bed. Do you 
smell the food? I think the girls are cooking breakfast and I need nourishment to keep up 
with you." He flashed me that famous Joe grin. 
  "Hey, you made me this way." I pouted as I followed him to the bathroom. Spinning 
around he hugged me tight and kissed me hard. "You ain't seen nothing yet honey." Was 
his response with a sly wink. Washing himself I could see his cock start to harden. "I just 
thought about last night with you in the backseat sucking that monster cock and look 
what happens." I blushed at the memory
 "Oh my god you did see the size of that thing then."
  "Oh yea I did. It was amazing. You did really well considering it was too big for your 
mouth." His hand was slowly stroking his cock as we talked about it. I was amazed that it 
was back up to full strength so quickly after our bedroom romp. I turned and dropped 
down to my knees and took him into my mouth. Even though he had washed his cock it 
had a musky smell from being in my ass but I ignored it and continued. Alternating 
between long slow swirls and hard sucking on the head he was ready to come again in no 
time. He held my head as he came, draining his load down my throat. I licked him clean 
and looked up at his smiling face.
  "God woman you are insatiable. I didn't think I could do it again that quick but you are 
the best." I really did like giving oral sex; it gave me a sense of power and control. That 
coupled with the fact that I have no gag reflex makes a great combination for the Joe too.
  "Well mister you got that monster hard all by yourself. I just finished it off. We better 
get moving and see what those kids are up too." It was my turn to spank him on the butt 
as I moved into the bedroom to find my nightie and robe. Getting them on I headed out 
into the kitchen and was greeted with the site of both girls at the stove. I could smell the 
bacon and eggs cooking. Rachael had borrowed a nightshirt from Amanda. It was pretty 
short and I wished she had worn a robe with it but I wasn't going to draw any attention to 
it or myself by saying something.  I could see that the girls were getting along great, 
laughing, giggling and elbowing each other. They both chimed a hello when they saw me 
coming. Amanda brought me a cup of coffee. "Don't get any ideas mom. This is 
Rachael's idea. You know I don't cook."
  "Oh honey I'm sorry to break it to you but I already figured that out. I wasn't sure if you 
knew what a frying pan was." She gave me a pouty smile and Rachael laughed. As Joe 
sat down they served us a surprisingly good breakfast. We got to learn a lot more about 
Rachael. I was right about the model thing. She had worked the runways of Paris and NY 
but wanted to get into the design and business side of fashion. So she came here to live 
with her sister and go to the college. She seemed to be very proud of what her sister had 
done in the business world. Joe agreed with her. He said that Emily was the youngest 
junior executive in the history of the company and he figured that she was slated to move 
into a VP suite sometime soon.
  As we finished I told the girls to leave the dishes. They had plans for Amanda to show 
Rachael the town and introduce her to her friends. Fifteen minutes later they were 
running out the door, knowing Amanda she wouldn't be home until dark. The house grew 
quiet after they left. I cleared the dishes and Joe helped dry. When they were done we sat 
in the kitchen and finished the pot of coffee. It was a nice relaxed silence as we both 
contemplated the events of the previous evening.
  There was no denying that everything that happened last night comprised the most 
sexually exciting evening of my life. But it was wrong? What exactly constitutes wrong? 
Any women in the neighborhood would assure me that giving a blowjob to a complete 
stranger would be wrong. It was Joe's fault for putting me in the situation but my 
behavior was wrong. I could have said no and stopped. But did I hurt anyone? The world 
isn't a worse place is it? I didn't cheat on my husband, he was right there. And the fact 
that he is still here with me today and the sex this morning says volumes about his state 
of mind. So I can assume he is not upset with me or thinks that I did anything wrong.
  The real question to ask is do I want to continue? Part of me is very scared of the 
concept. Another part of me tingles with excitement thinking of the possibilities.  As all 
of these things rolled around in my brain I wondered what Joe was thinking. He seemed 
to be reading my mind a lot these days.
  "Well honey I think that we should take this opportunity to talk. I am sure that you are 
thinking about the whole thing too. So let's just open up and talk about it. Right out 
loud." For the next three hours we talked. Heartfelt, honest conversation, like we hadn't 
talked in years. It helped me to sort out all the feelings. The naked truth is that I am a 
submissive personality. Not in all areas of my life yet but defiantly the sexual side. 
  "I want to continue Joe. But I want it to go slowly. Can we do it that way?"
 "Bottom line honey, I want to continue with this and if you do you are going to have to 
trust me to make the right decisions at the right time. Part of you submitting to me is that 
trust. If you don't have that trust it's OK but you have to tell me. If you do then we can 
continue. I promise you that I will never do anything to break that trust."
I wasn't sure if the fluttering in the pit of my stomach was saying yes or no but, "Alright 
Joe, I want to continue."
  "That's great honey. How about this deal, I will lay out a few things, simple rules to 
start. Things that we can have fun with. When we are going to do the Master/Slave thing 
we can use a code. I will tell you that we are in session. From the time that I say session 
until I say that it's done you will respond to me exactly like you did last night. You do 
what I say, when I say to do it. No questions asked. Any hesitation will be punished like 
it was last night."
  "But other than the session times we will be who we are now right Joe?"
  "Almost dear, almost exactly as we are now, with one small change. I want you to do 
things that remind you of your submission to me even when we are not in session. So 
what do you think? I will not continue until you say yes. Once you say yes your part of 
the choice is done. Let's say six months. We will revisit your decision in six months, if 
you want to stop, we will stop and go back to our normal life."
  I had so many emotions running around inside. My choices were so vast. But I did love 
all the attention last night, even if it did scare me a little. I know that Joe loved me and I 
did trust him.
  "All right Joe I say yes then."
  "Alright then let's set some rules: 
1. Clothes. We have to do something about your wardrobe. More skirts, less pants and 
shorter skirts. Everything above the knee, say 4 inches minimum. 
2. Under the clothes, no panties except for your time of the month. Bras - If you want to 
wear one it has to be that half bra type like that one I bought you last Christmas. You 
remember the one? I want your nipples and cunt available at all times. Also I like 
stocking, garters and thigh highs. High heels are great too. Ok now let's see we have to 
have an outfit for you at home. I got it. When you are home alone I want you in stocking 
and garters, heels and that's all. If Amanda is home or coming home you can get dressed. 
If you have to answer the door you can wear one of my shirts with your outfit, nothing 
more."
  "What if someone comes to the door or one of the neighbors comes over for coffee?"
  "If someone's coming for coffee or something you can dress according to the rules. But 
I want you to get used to being naked. I do expect you to follow the rules and you will be 
punished if you don't but I want you to follow the rules with common sense. Stay dressed 
or wear my shirt if you are not sure where Amanda is or when she will be home. 
  I promise that I will never do anything to get you in trouble or cause you any permanent 
injury. Do you understand what I want? I will give you this one last chance to back out."
  Nothing he was asking me to do was that far out. The dress changes would be a little bit 
scary and the nudity at home would be a big difference. But overall it was nothing earth 
shattering. I would have to do some shopping, so that wouldn't be a bad thing. 
  "When do we start Sir?"
  Joe smiled broadly, "I think now is as good as time as any slut. I think you better go 
change. Wear the white heels you have."
 I shot up and winked at him as I hurried into the bedroom, "Yes Master." I had a white 
garter and stocking set in my drawer. It felt very naughty coming out of the bedroom in 
the middle of the day wearing just the stockings. My pussy was getting moist. 
  "Get over here and spread those legs. I want to feel that cunt." I moved close to him and 
spread my feet wide. His hand slowly moved up my thigh and slipped around the folds of 
my outer lips. Brushing my clit brought an involuntary hip movement down on his hand.
  "Stand still slut. My god you are getting wet already." He continued to stroke my clit 
until I moaned out loud at the passion he was creating in me. "Get your ass out there and 
clean up the living room."
  He spanked my ass on the way by and then returned to reading his paper. I found out 
pretty quickly that this was going to be harder than I thought. For one I was not used to 
doing household work in heels. My feet started to ache before the living room was done. I 
pushed the building ache out of my mind as I vacuumed the rug. There were lots of 
windows and I was very conscious of be in front of any one for too long. As I whisked 
around the room my pussy remained wet. I felt uncomfortable being naked and that made 
me horny. The things that happened last night were real. I had to acknowledge that my 
body and mind responded to humiliation. My nipples were rock hard as my breasts 
swung free. 
  After getting the room spotless I headed back out to the kitchen. Joe put his paper down 
as I approached. "Come here and let me feel that cunt again." His hand moved directly to 
my clit and he slipped a finger directly inside me. I gasped at the intrusion and ground 
down on his hand. He pumped that finger in and out until my breath was ragged and I 
was on the verge of an orgasm.
  He stopped, removing his finger extending it toward my face, "Clean it slut." I moaned 
in frustration and sucked his finger into my mouth. I could taste the thick juice as my 
tongue slid around his finger. I could see his cock poking out of his robe as I finished the 
cleaning. "Get on your knees and take care of me slut. You know what I like."
  I dropped to my knees and wrapped my lips around his cock. Being the third time he 
was trying to come today it didn't surprise me that his staying power was amazing. I 
pulled out all the tricks I had and it still took 30 minutes before he shot his load down my 
throat.
  "Oh god you are so good at that cunt. Now I'm hungry. Get that sexy ass to the stove 
and make me something to eat. I came up with a new rule. I want you to take time out of 
your day every two or three hours and masturbate yourself to the edge of orgasm, nothing 
farther. I will know if you come."
  "Oh you are being very mean now Sir." He had a wicked grin on his face. That was 
going to make my life more difficult. I couldn't imagine being constantly on the edge of 
an orgasm with no chance for release. 
  "I know aren't I? But that's a new rule and one you had better obey if you know what's 
good for you." He was really enjoying himself. I threw some steaks on the grill and 
hurried to get my pasta going. 15 minutes later we were ready to eat and the fire in my 
pussy had not diminished.
  "MMMMM. This is nice honey. You can come after dinner as your dessert. How's that 
for a sweet treat?"
  "Yes Sir, thank you Sir you have me so horny." 
  The steak was great but it was hard to keep my mind on eating with the fire burning 
between my thighs. I finished as fast as I could and Joe suggested that we retire to the 
living room for my show. He had me sit on the coffee table and spread obscenely wide. 
He sat down in front of me and instructed me to start. I started right in on my clit and it 
didn't take long until I was coming. All the sexual tension of the day spilled out in a huge 
orgasm. 
  "Keep going slut I think you can do that again for me." He was right. I could come 
again and it wouldn't be that hard for me. I slid two fingers inside and strummed my clit 
with my thumb. I closed my eyes and gave into the carnal pleasure that was washing over 
me. Moaning so loud it felt like I was screaming I came in such a rush and with such 
force that it surprised even me. I saw stars before my eyes as the sensations rang out 
across my body. I almost fell off the table as the orgasm waved over me.
  "Nice job slut. If I was 10 years younger I could get it going again and fuck your brains 
out after a show like that. Even after 3 times today you still you me hard. It was very 
hot." The compliments were nice to hear as I cuddled up to Joe on the couch. I really 
think I am going to enjoy this was the thought in my mind as I drifted into a light slumber 
in his arms.
  He shook me awake and told me to go get dressed for bed as Amanda might be home 
soon. I was almost sad that I had to remove my 'outfit'. We spent the rest of the night 
watching TV and snuggling on the couch. Amanda came home and was babbling about 
her day. How great Rachael was, the fun she had. Joe suggested that Amanda and I go 
shopping tomorrow for a younger looking wardrobe for me. Amanda was in such a good 
mood she agreed happily. I already knew what Joe wanted me to get so I figured it would 
be fun.
  We went to the local mall and had a great time on Sunday. Amanda took me to all the 
trendy stores and helped me pick out some really nice things. I think she was a little 
shocked at the change in styles I was showing but she was really helpful. I got several of 
the bras that Joe wanted for me and all the stockings I would need. I stopped twice in the 
ladies restroom and played with myself. Even in a public restroom it would have been 
easy to let myself come but I didn't. We got home and I modeled everything for Joe. He 
approved of all the choices. We made love that evening as if the last two days never 
happened. I fell asleep in his arms.
  I arose early and got the morning started, coffee brewing and breakfast cooking. As Joe 
left he reminded me of my duties when Amanda left for school. I headed back to the 
bedroom as she left for school. Dropping my robe I masturbated before putting on my 
stockings and heels. It was not hard to bring myself to the edge but it was far harder to 
stop. With effort I got up and finished pulling my stockings up. Attaching the garters and 
adding the heels I started my day. Stopping every two hours for masturbation I still got 
the housework done. By the time Amanda came home the house was clean, my pussy 
was on fire and my feet were killing me.
  Joe called me and told me that he was on the way home. He asked about my day but 
with Amanda hovering around I couldn't talk as freely as he wanted. When he arrived 
home he took me in the bedroom and had me kneel. He pulled out his cock, already semi 
hard and fucked my face. It didn't take him long to come. I swallowed his load and 
zipped him back up. He had me recount my day to him while I played with my pussy. He 
would not let me come as I talked. Dinner was good and the rest of the evening 
uneventful till we went to bed. He crawled in between my wet thighs and licked and 
sucked my pussy till I came. Plunging his cock into my sopping hole for lubrication he 
rolled me over and fucked my ass to our mutual orgasms. 
  The days continued like that as I became more used to my role. It became second nature 
to get into my 'outfit' as soon as I could. My feet and calf's became used to the heels and 
the discomfort subsided. I had one memorable day with the UPS guy at the door. He 
caught me by surprise and I ran for the closet. Grabbing one of Joe's shirts I headed back 
for the door not knowing if he got the chance to see me in the door. By the time I 
buttoned it up and got the door I was flushed. Both with embarrassment at what he might 
have seen and what he was seeing now. He had a big grin on his face the whole time 
looking at my legs and hard nipples. I called Joe after and he laughed at my story. He told 
me that I was allowed to come if I could do it fast. I told him that was no problem as my 
fingers got busy. After I came Joe told me to have a great day and hung up.
  Trips to the store and out during the day were actually a great ego boost for me. For 
every one woman that gave me a dirty look I would turn 5 heads of men with my outfits. 
Most of the outfits displayed my nipples because of the bras that I wore and the skirts 
were short enough to show a lot of leg. I did start to enjoy the attention. I even played 
games with them at times. Catching them looking sometimes I would smile or just bend 
over so that they could see down my blouse or the tops of my stockings from the rear.
  At night Joe took me in various ways, almost always finishing in my ass. I was usually 
so horny from my daily routine that I had no problem in having an orgasm from anal sex. 
The slightest attention to my clit while he fucked my ass would send me off. He never 
denied me orgasms during sex but I was almost never allowed one during the day. This 
left me very frustrated on the days that he was too tired to take me.
  Amanda spent more and more time with Rachael which left me more time to wear my 
home outfit. After 3 months of my submission I felt more comfortable in stockings and 
heels only than I did with clothes around the house. Joe was spending a tremendous 
amount of time working on a huge deal at work. I had barely seen him for the last 3 
weeks when he called me on a Friday afternoon. I could hear lots of laughter and what 
sounded like a party in the back round. Joe told me that he had landed the biggest deal of 
his life for the company. He told me that they were heading out and he would call me 
when he was heading home, not to wait dinner for him. He told me he loved me and said 
goodbye.
  Amanda came home and told me that she was going to Rachael's for the night and that 
they were going to a party Saturday afternoon at the new sorority that Rachael had joined 
in college. After she left the house felt very empty. I ate a salad and turned on the TV.
  I was dozing slightly when the phone rang. "Hi honey!!!" I could tell he was a little 
drunk and the party sounded full bore in the back round.  "I'm coming home soon. Is 
Amanda there?" I told him that she was gone for the evening and I could tell he liked the 
sound of that. "Great honey, you wearing your outfit?" I told him yes and he said the 
words that I had not heard since the first Saturday that I had submitted. "Honey, we are in 
session, right now. Stay in your outfit and change your playing time from every two 
hours to every 30 minutes. Understand? Oh and honey, you can wear my shirt with your 
outfit. We are going to have company."
  "Yes Sir. I understand." I was filled with trepidation at what was coming. I had changed 
back into my stockings after Amanda left, just habit. So that part was easy. I started in as 
instructed. I was frightened by what I didn't know so I played for a long time before 
bringing myself to the point of no return. Panting, I forced myself to stop. Every half 
hour I started again and it became easier to get to that point as time wore on.
  After two more hours I heard Joe's car pull into the driveway. I got up and moved 
toward the door as I heard him approach. As he got closer it was hard not to panic as I 
could hear other voices with him. I wanted to run for cover as he opened the door.
"Hi slut I'm home."
To Be Continued...............

Warning:

   This story is fiction, and should be treated as such.  The following story is 
for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of 
explicit sex.  If you are not an adult, or reading sex stories upset you, DO 
NOT read any further.  If it is illegal in your location, DO NOT read it.

   This is a copyrighted work.  Copyright by rewue76 A.T.aol.D.O.T.com.  
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   Disclaimer: All characters are fictitious.  Any resemblance to anyone, 
either alive or dead, is purely coincidental.

      Jane - Chapter 7
        Emily dropped her skirt as she moved over my head. "Have you ever 
licked another woman Hun?" I shook my head no as she rolled me onto my 
back. "Well I know you will do a good job on my pussy sweetie, just lick it 
the same way that you like yours licked. OK? I will tell you if you need to 
do something different. But you better give it your all or I will go get a 
wooden spoon from the kitchen and beat your cunt raw. Understand Hun?"
        I believed she would and after the events of the last two hours the 
shame of licking another woman's pussy did not even register. All I wanted 
to do was make her come as fast as I could. Strangely, I really did want to 
please her. She removed her panties and I could see the moisture glistening 
around her pussy lips. A trimmed patch of hair sat above her clit hood. She 
kneeled down and squatted above my head lowering her pussy to my waiting 
mouth. 
        Remembering her words I ran my tongue along the length of her slit 
dipping into the hole as I passed. She let out a big sigh and moved down on 
me pushing her pussy harder on my mouth. I responded by swirling my 
tongue around her clit and sucking it into my mouth. Sucking sweetly on her 
bud I could feel her body respond to my tongue. Emily ground her hips 
around and around on my face as she came closer to her orgasm. She 
grabbed my hair and pulled my face completely into her crotch, riding me so 
hard I almost couldn't breathe. She came in a shuddering rush. A loud, long 
moan rushed from Emily as she rode my face to a huge orgasm. 
        As she slowed she let my hair go and lowered my head to the carpet. 
"You sure you have never done that before slut? You were great." 
        I actually felt some joy at her praise. I was also thankful that I did a 
good enough job that she wouldn't carry out her threat. 
        "I want to go again OK Hun? Just lick lightly around my pussy until 
I tell you to start that tongue thing again on my clit."  
        She lowered herself back into position and I started licking her again 
as she instructed. She had lots of pussy juice around her hole. I was 
surprised as her taste was really nice. Her smell was also sweet and musky. I 
flicked my tongue lightly across her clit which brought a moan to her lips. 
        "OK baby, I'm ready to go, get that tongue busy. Wait a second, let 
me turn around. I want to play with your tits." She turned and faced my 
bottom half of my body. She got lower and I started licking again as her 
hands rolled slowly and lightly across my nipples. The moan came from my 
throat this time as she teased and pinched my nipples. Even as abused as my 
body was the combination of me licking her and her playing with me got my 
juices flowing yet again. 
        Her pulling and twisting got harder and harder, stretching my nipples 
until my tits looked like cones. The pain in my shoulders and chest was so 
great I wanted to get her to stop as fast as possible. The only way I could 
think to do it was to get her to come. I starting flicking my tongue as fast as 
it would move across her clit. I sucked it in my mouth and between the two 
sensations Emily ground down and started to come again. The pain in my 
nipples was so intense that it brought tears to my eyes. The sad part of that is 
that I realized that my cunt was wet again and not just from the men's cum 
leaking out. She slowly released my nipples and massaged them lightly as 
her orgasm subsided. 
        I gasped as Emily reached down and inserted two fingers directly 
inside me. They slid in easily. She pumped them roughly in and out until my 
breath came in short gasps. 
        "Oh you are such a find Hun. I never thought that you would turn out 
to be a pain slut. Clean these."  She shoved her fingers in to my mouth. I 
could taste the guys come and my juices running thick on her fingers.  After 
I cleaned them she moved off me and helped me to sit up. It was a blessing 
to release the pressure on my shoulders. I was hoping for more but she did 
not even attempt to untie me.
        "OK Hun lets have a girl to girl chat or better than that I'll talk and 
you listen." Emily had moved to the chair at the foot of the bed and sat down 
leaving me on the floor. I looked up at her as she started to speak. 
        "Ready? Let's take a hard look at the facts. I have been talking to Joe 
about you for a while now. He told me about you and your relationship. I 
know about your 'home outfit'. I heard about your little show at the 
restaurant and the bar. Believe me Hun, I understand dominance and 
submission. The sorority that I belonged too was centered on several 
domme/sub relationships. I was at one time I was where you are right now, 
on the bottom. But the sub thing wasn't for me. I am a natural dominant. 
Sadly I haven't done much with it since college, just dabbled a little here and 
there. I let my career get in the way of my fun but that's going to change. It's 
in my blood to be a dominant, just as it's in yours to be a submissive. I saw 
it in you tonight and you know I'm right. You cannot deny your own nature. 
      One thing you have to also acknowledge the fact that Joe is a 
dominant type also. You have known that for a long time haven't you? You 
wouldn't have been drawn to him if you weren't a natural submissive. That's 
why you guys have such a great relationship. If he and I had tried to hook up 
it wouldn't work. Two strong dominant personalities would cause too much 
friction.            
        But now you are going to the next level. The whole d/s thing is out in 
the open so to speak. You opened Pandora's Box. I talked to someone about 
your situation. She is a domme also, at one time she was my domme, and 
she agrees with my assessment of you. You will get to meet her soon by the 
way.
        I don't really think that you thought this all the way through. I heard 
about the six months trial and give it a reevaluation. You can't reevaluate 
this. What you do think will happen if you back out now? You think Joe will 
be happy going back to your plain vanilla suburban life? No way. He can 
never go back and you can't either. He would be restless, especially with me 
whispering in his ear. He would leave you and I assure you that it would get 
messy. Those pictures I have from tonight wouldn't help you. You might 
end up with some money, maybe you wouldn't. But the bottom line is you 
end up alone. Plus think of the strain on poor little Amanda? Finding out in 
public what a little slut her dear mother is.
        I'm sure you are having second thoughts right now about continuing 
right? To hell with 6 months I want to quit this as soon as she leaves, right? 
The result will be the same as if you stopped at the 6 month evaluation, I 
assure you. Like I said, Pandora's Box, it's loose and you can't put it back in 
the box.
        So you have started down this road and you can't go back. I know it 
and if you think about it you will know it too. But here's my deal for you. I 
am going to help you get through this. You are going to be Joe's sub and 
won't interfere with that, but you are going to be my sub too. You leave the 
details of how that will work to me. But I promise you this I will take care of 
your interests if you go along with me. If you fight me in any way, I will 
destroy everything you have. I will be sure you end up alone and penniless."
        Oh my god...... Oh my god...... OH MY GOD!!!! What had I 
done? I had a thousand thoughts in my mind. Oh my god what had I done? 
Was she right? I can't go back? Divorce me? Joe would divorce me? He 
wouldn't get rid of me if I wanted to stop, would he? He loves me, doesn't 
he? Of course he does but what did she mean she would destroy me? What 
will she want? I did have to agree with some of what she said. There is no 
denying that the submissive part of me reacted very strongly when she took 
control of me in the kitchen. When they were fucking me I don't think I ever 
felt so turned on in my whole life. I did like Emily watching me as they used 
me. I could she her watching and rubbing her pussy through her skirt. But 
Oh My GOD...... what does she want from me?? I can't do these things all 
the time, I'm not a slave, I'm a human being..... What if she wants things I 
can't give her?? What am I going to do??
        "I can see all the confusion in your eyes and you don't have to say a 
word Hun. It's the way that it is and all you have to do is learn to accept it. 
Now all this chat has got me horny again. Get that talented tongue over here 
and get to work I want one last orgasm before I go to sleep. We can talk 
about this again in the morning."
        I had so many doubts about all of this, my mind was so confused it 
was on the verge of total shutdown, but I acquiesced to her demands and 
hopped over to her on my knees. Getting in front of her she spread her legs 
and pulled my head in tight to her pussy. Starting yet again I licked and 
sucked her pussy to her third orgasm of the evening. When she pushed my 
head away flushed from her orgasm I could feel all her juices all over my 
face. I was truly hoping she didn't want another one. I was totally spent.
        "Lay back down on the floor Hun this is where you sleep tonight."
      Not knowing what else to do and not wanting to incur her wrath I 
complied and lay down on the floor at the foot of the bed. She put my ankles 
together and tied them. He then tied me above the knees and attached that 
rope to the ones around my wrists. Emily pulled it as tight as she could 
bending me into a strict hogtie then backed the rope off three inches or so. It 
was tight but not impossible. For her crowning touches she pulled out a 
vibrator from Joe's bag and shoved it all the way in my cunt. She used the 
tape in the bag directly over my hole, taping it inside me. Then she took her 
panties and shoved them in my mouth and taped it shut.
        Emily patted me on the head and told me to sleep well, she was 
going to sleep in my daughter's bed and would be back for me in the 
morning.
        "Good night slut."
        The buzzing in my pussy was maddening. All I could hope for was 
that the batteries would wear out soon. Turns out they didn't. I had at least 
two more orgasms before I feel into a fitful sleep. It was hard if not 
impossible to sleep well, I was naked and freezing, my muscles ached. My 
nipples still pulsed with each heartbeat from the abuse of the evening and 
that damn vibrator kept going and going. Funny I could see the Energizer 
Bunny coming around the corner with that stupid drum but beating it with 
my vibrator. All the tension of the evening dissipated as I laughed hard at the 
mental picture I created. Unfortunately little sound came out and it brought 
me to another orgasm. I had lost count during the marathon. The orgasms 
were intense and painful as my over sensitive pussy begged for a rest, but 
none was coming.
        It seemed like forever but I saw the sun come up in the window as 
night finally gave way. Joe was still snoring away in the bed and the 
batteries had finally died in the vibrator. My sleep had been patchwork, in 
and out. I felt like every muscle in my body was screaming at me. I couldn't 
pick one part that didn't hurt. I dozed for a while longer and then I heard 
Emily coming back into the room. I turned my head to see her. She was 
wearing a nightshirt of Amanda's and not much else. Her nipples were 
plainly visible through the thin material and it barely covered her ass. 
        She looked cheery and rested as she came to me. "Hi Cunt, sleep 
well?" She laughed at her joke knowing that I couldn't answer and even if I 
could the answer was oblivious. "I slept great. Your daughter has a very 
comfortable bed. It's nice and warm and cozy.  AWWW your batteries died. 
Damn it I'll bet you were very unhappy about that." Her sarcasm was 
evident. She reached down and ripped the tape from my mouth. "I am still 
horny from your performance last night plus I like a morning orgasm so I am 
going to take my panties back and you are going to lick me OK Hun. If you 
do a good job and get me off I'll untie you before we wake up your husband. 
Now turn your head and I'll sit on your face."
        I couldn't do anything except what she wanted me too. I had no real 
choice in the matter. As she kneeled down over my head I stuck out my 
tongue and did my best to recreate my enthusiasm from the night before but 
I was tired and so sore. All of the sudden my left breast exploded in pain as 
Emily delivered a series of sharp, stinging blows to it. She repeated the same 
treatment to the right one as I squirmed underneath her.
        "You aren't doing a very good job Cunt. You better pick up the pace 
or I will slap those cow tits right off you." The continuing blows to my tits 
got her message across to me and soon I was licking and sucking for all I 
was worth. As my energy level was increasing her tit slapping was 
decreasing. When she was satisfied I was giving her my all she stopped 
hitting me completely. My chest was burning for the slaps but I was 
concentrating on her pleasure to avoid further abuse. It took awhile but she 
finally came in a violent series of orgasms that ran the length of her body. 
      She slumped to the floor at my head, "Nice job Cunt. See? If you do 
what you are told things will be fine. But I am demanding. I want the best 
out of you every fucking time. I expect nothing less. I gave you a break 
today seeing as you are new and I'm sure it was a tough night. But you pull 
that shit again with me and you will end up hanging from your tits. I tell you 
to do something you do it. It should be the most important thing to you at 
that time. Got that Cunt?"
        I nodded yes far too scared and sore to talk back to her. My tits were 
burning and my whole chest was turning a bright shade of red.
        "Joe seems to still be out of it so let's get a few pictures for him and 
the scrapbook." Emily pulled out her digital camera and snapped pictures of 
me from several different angles. After she was done she started the long 
process of removing the ropes that bound me. She helped me to my feet as I 
was too weak to stand without help. As I got my legs back under me she 
reached down and ripped the tape off my cunt. The dildo plopped out on the 
floor and my knees buckled at the new pain of ripping the tape off my clit. 
Emily steadied me on her shoulder or I would have hit the floor in a heap.
        "Ok Hun, go take a long hot shower and clean up. Do your hair and 
full makeup. Put on your regular 'house outfit'. I want you back out here in 
45 minutes and if Joe hasn't got his ass out of bed yet we will drag him out 
then. I am going to make some coffee. Enjoy your shower.
        I wobbled into the bathroom as Emily left the bedroom and headed 
for the kitchen. There wasn't a part of my body that didn't hurt. I turned the 
water on as hot as I could stand it, stripped off my ruined stockings and 
stepped under the scalding water. It was a wonderful feeling as I soaked. The 
night's activities were almost pushed out by the cascading water over my 
head. Almost..... 
      The feeling of being taken, totally taken was intoxicating. I had no 
control over what I did or what happened to me. Even through the pain or 
maybe partially because of it, I had never felt so much sexual energy inside. 
My hand drifted down between my legs as I thought about the cocks 
pounding me. There were things that I didn't like, sleeping tied, naked and 
freezing on the floor for one. Cleaning cocks straight out of my ass for 
another. But so far it was nothing I couldn't handle. 
      I snapped back to reality, no way after Emily slapping my tits red this 
morning was I going to be late. The towel was rough but it felt good as it 
dried my skin. Putting makeup on this early was very unusual for me but I 
put it on heavy as she ordered. When I went into the bedroom to get a fresh 
pair of stockings, Joe was still snoring away. Hard to believe that he could 
have slept through Emily slapping my tits, not to mention her orgasm, but 
here he was, splayed across the entire bed. Snapping the garters and pulling 
on my high heels I left him and hurried to the kitchen. Emily was in 
Amanda's nightie, sitting at the table sipping her coffee. She looked up as I 
came in.
        "Stop right there Slut. Put your hands behind your head and spread 
your legs."
        This being so new I quickly complied, spreading my feet as far as I 
could and still keep my balance. It never occurred to me not to do as she 
said. Emily got up and came toward me.
        This is your first lesson. This position is called 'Display'. Any time 
you are told to display you will assume this position. 
      Number two, never look me or any other person in the eye. As a 
submissive you keep your eyes down. As you are still learning you get a free 
pass once. But only once, the second time you will pay, understand Cunt?"
        I nodded my head in acknowledgement to afraid to speak.
        "You will address me as Mistress or Mistress Emily. All other 
people will be Ms. or Sir. In the presence of others where your status to me 
cannot be shown you will still address me as Ms. Emily. If anything is to be 
different in any given situation from what you are used to doing watch me, 
watch me closely. I will lead you in the right direction. You don't make any 
decisions for yourself if I am with you. You do as you are told, nothing 
more, nothing less. Have I made myself totally clear Cunt? She just grabbed 
my nipples and pulled straight up on them.
      Just say Yes Mistress if you did and we can finish the conversation 
that we started last night. I will allow you two questions this morning."
        She released the tension and began lightly twisting and pulling at my 
nipples as she waited for me to say something. So many questions in my 
head, I blurted out the first one that popped up, "How long am I going to be 
your slave Mistress?"
        Her touch on my nipples immediately lightened and became very 
gentle. I could feel my body responding as she answered me.
        "Very good cunt, you said that correctly. See what happens when 
you do what you are supposed to? The answer to your question is you will 
serve me as long as I want you too. And as long as you serve me well you 
will be treated well. I am a good Mistress to have. You will meet a lot worse 
than me and as long as you are good they will never touch you. But you will 
serve me as long as I want. Disobey me in any way and I will destroy 
everything you know.  I am sure that you are thinking that when Joe comes 
out you can stop all this, well you can't." 
      "We went over that last night, but there are things you don't know yet. 
Joe's deal yesterday will make him VP of Sales. No question of that. But I 
wonder what would happen if Upper Management saw those pictures from 
last night? Would they want a VP with cock sucking, ass whore for a wife? I 
don't think so. You think your relationship could survive that? Maybe in the 
beginning, it is partially his fault you got into this in the first place, but 
wiping out his career would take your relationship down in the end. With the 
photographic proof of your whoring you think you would get a decent 
settlement? No way. What do you think it would do to dear, sweet, 
Amanda?"
      "But let's not talk about that because I don't want that outcome any 
more than you do. I want Joe to succeed. He is good for my career. The truth 
is I like you too Hun. I have not had someone to play with in a long time. 
You and I are going to have fun together as long as you give into your true 
nature. You are a sexual submissive. Admit it, accept it."
        I could not disguise what her hands were doing to me. She was 
making me moan as she spoke. My cunt was getting wet despite my fear at 
her words. Sadly I could see that this little game of ours was totally out of 
my control now and I could not fix it. I had to agree with the scenario Emily 
laid out. With that realization I felt a part of me slip away. I had to obey her.
        "Now we both know that Joe has to believe that he is you Master and 
on the outside he will be, for now. You will do everything that he 
commands. You leave it to me and soon enough you will take all your orders 
from me. But for now you tell him nothing. Do not act any different accept 
to address me correctly. OK Cunt, question two or are we done?"
        Her hand slid down my belly and cupped my cunt slipping a finger 
across my wetness. I blushed at my reaction to her manipulations.  She 
rubbed my clit lightly as she waited. "See you are a little slut, your cunt is so 
wet you could fuck a horse."
        Panting as I asked the second question it was pretty easy to form. "I 
am scared Mistress, I don't want to lose everything but I am not sure how I 
can do this. Will you help me?"
        "Yes pet, I will. You will be pushed to your limit and maybe 
sometimes a little bit past but I promise you that I will not allow anything 
bad to happen to you. The most important part of this relation is your trust in 
me to protect you. Look at me now Hun, right in the eyes."
        I slowed raised my eyes to her and stared directly into her steely 
gaze. I could see the toughness and maybe a little bit of tenderness too. I felt 
that she would take care of me. I had no choice anyway. Maybe that was the 
reason I saw what I did in her. 
        "I will never let permanent harm come to you, ever. You have to 
trust me and do exactly what I say, when I say and how I tell you to do it. I 
will allow no questions and I will tolerate no disobedience."
        As a point to her statement she grabbed and squeezed my clit 
between her fingers, hard. I came on her hand as she pulled and twisted my 
clit. 
        "OHHHHH GODDDD."
        "OK enough questions, lesson time. Lesson number one, you do not 
come without permission no matter what. Regardless of your situation 
cuming without permission will lead to punishment. You get off that time 
but the next time you ask, maybe you will get permission and maybe you 
won't. But you ask, got it Slut?"
        "Yes Mistress." My orgasm was going down slowly, my body 
seemed electric.
        "Lesson two is if I give you anything, orgasm or punishment you 
thank me, properly. NOW CUNT!!
       "Thank you Mistress, for giving me an orgasm."
        "Good slut. Clean my fingers." 
      "Lesson three, you make a mess you clean it and I mean that. It comes 
out of your ass, cunt or whatever you clean it. Understand cunt?"
       "Yes Mistress." As I sucked her fingers clean of my juice.
        "Now you horny little slut, I'm hungry make me breakfast."
        She grabbed my hair and pushed me toward the fridge. "Eggs, bacon, 
toast lightly buttered." Emily walked back to the table and sat down. "And 
my coffee is cold now. Get me more."
        As I moved toward the table with the coffee Joe appeared in the 
doorway with his head in his hands looking like death warmed over. He 
looked up and stopped dead in his tracks when he saw Emily sitting at the 
table and me serving her naked.......
      
      To be Continued...............

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     Jane - Chapter 8
       Joe couldn't take his eyes off Emily. Her breasts were plainly visible 
through the thin nightie. As I bent down to refill her coffee she reached up 
and stoked my tit, pulling on my nipple. I stayed bent over as she continued 
to play with me.
       "Doesn't your little slut look lovely this morning Joe." She was 
grinning from ear to ear.
       I could see Joe attempt to mentally gather himself, but the site in 
front of him seemed to throw him off balance.
       Emily stopped playing with my tits and slapped me on the ass as I 
moved away from the table. "Go get your Master a cup of coffee and get that 
breakfast cooked, I don't know about you Joe but all that sex last night made 
me hungry."
       "Yes Mistress Emily." I hurried to get a cup for Joe and poured it in 
the spot next to Emily.
       Joe unglued his feet from the floor and shuffled to the chair still 
mute. He finally mumbled, "Hi Honey."
       "Good morning Sir." I was getting the stuff together to cook as they 
chatted at the table.
        "Boy Joe you got a real slut here. Her cunt was soaked all night. Let 
me show you the pictures from last night. Fucked in the ass, cunt and mouth, 
took them two at a time didn't you Slut?"
       Joe looked up at me as I answered her, "Yes Mistress I did."
     They started to look at the pictures that Mistress Emily took of me on 
the table last night.
       "Man, I waited along time to see that and I had to get drunk and miss 
it. I hardly remember anything after we left the bar last night. I haven't had 
that much to drink in a long time. Never will again either."
       "You were quite the party animal last night Joe. Do you remember 
asking Adam and Bill to come home with you to get what they missed the 
other night?"
       Joe looked genuinely surprised at that. "No I don't remember that at 
all."
       "How about when you told me to take over controlling the slut there 
for you because you were to drunk?"
       "Nope don't remember that either. Man I was so drunk. Never again, 
I don't care how much I sell."
       "Yes Joe but that sale will be your ticket to the top. No way that they 
can not make you VP of Sales after that. The revenue stream from that one 
deal alone will keep the cash flow alive for 4-5 years. And if I can structure 
that marketing right and pull in that fish from Seattle we will both be made 
for a long time."
       "Yea I guess that's right but no matter how big the deal, no more 
nights like that for me." It was the first time that Joe could manage a smile 
this morning.
       "Well we can always use the slut here to celebrate our victories right 
Joe?"
       "Yes we can Emily. But you will keep this quiet right? This 
wouldn't go to well with the guys at work. But I'm sure you know that."
       Joe saying that reinforced the conversation that Emily and I had this 
morning. I was sunk and I knew it. 
       "I know when I see a good thing and I'm not going to screw it up. 
I'll keep my mouth shut. But maybe we can share her Joe? She really ate my 
pussy well last night. I liked it and I think the slut did too. Look at the 
pictures of how she slept last night."
       Emily showed Joe the pictures of me on the floor hogtied.
       "My god Jane that looked terrible. Tell me you didn't like it?"
       "It was alright Master, Mistress Emily wanted me learn my lesson." I 
really wasn't sure what to say and I hoped that I said it right to please her.
       I served them their breakfast and waited by the table not sure of what 
to do next.
       "Display cunt, show your Master what you learned."
       I got into position the way she instructed me too earlier. Joe looked 
at me with an amused smile on his face.
       "Nice job Emily. Where did you learn all this?"
       "I told you Joe the sorority was all about BDSM. I was the president 
for the last two years. I was a natural dominant and I was trained by the best 
to be one. I haven't had anyone to play with in a long time though so I was 
hoping that you would let me help you train her. It would be fun to help you. 
Also think about all the fringe benefits." With that she pulled back from the 
table and spread her legs showing her pussy to Joe.
       I could see all the thoughts running across Joe's face as he 
contemplated Emily's offer. "I would still be first in this agreement Emily. I 
am her husband."
       "Sure Joe that's the only way it could work. After all it's not like she 
is going to be a full time slave or anything. You really don't want that do 
you?"
       "No I don't and I don't think Jane wants that either. Do you Jane?"
       Now I was stuck. I knew what Emily wanted or at least I thought I 
did. I was pretty sure that it was impossible to say the right thing to please 
both of them so.......
       "I want what you two decide for me Sir." Emily smiled at that and 
reached out to stroke my cunt.
       "No Jane let's cut this crap right now. Sit down and let's talk about 
this without any D/S bullshit."
       I looked at Emily and she gave me a slight nod to accept Joe offer. I 
removed myself from the display position and took the chair across from 
them.
       "We talked about this last night Joe while you were passed out on 
the bed. Jane and I explored her real nature. You know she's a natural 
submissive and so do I. She admitted it last night to me and most 
importantly to herself. She let go didn't you Hun?"
       "Yes Ms. Emily. She's right Joe. I'm a submissive. You are my 
Master, you always have been. The last four months have been a revelation 
to me and Ms. Emily helped me to understand it." I didn't believe all of what 
I said, well maybe just a little, but nowhere near where Emily wanted me to 
go. But I also knew that this was the line that Emily wanted me to take so 
considering what she threatened me with this morning there was no other 
way. I had to convince Joe that I was ready to do this.
       She beamed at me, "See Joe. You started this as a little game but you 
created something else. You knew that she was submissive. You are just 
brought out more than what you thought was there. You can't stop it or 
change it. It is what it is Joe."
       "But I am not looking for a full time slave Jane. I thought we were 
having fun just like it is and that's the way I want it. I don't want the whole 
slave responsibility thing. I want it to remain as it is for now."
       "How about this Joe, we can have fun training her as a sexual 
submissive, not as a slave? That's a big difference. It's more along the lines 
of what you are doing now. Sessions and tasks like the 'home outfit' and the 
little party last night. Is that a better idea? Other than sessions she can be 
Jane."
       He turned to me and said, "What do you think Jane?"
       "Joe I like that idea most of all. It has been fun so far and Ms. Emily 
would be great to play with us. I really enjoyed serving her last night."
       "Joe, think about all the possibilities. It could be a blast. I have 
friends in this lifestyle and think of all the things you will see Joe."
       As she said that she sat up in the chair and pulled her nightie up 
around her waist exposing her pussy to Joe. Of course he said nothing but as 
a typical male just stared at it. Emily spread her legs wide and looked over at 
me, "Get under the table Hun and pleasure your Mistress. Show your Master 
what a good slut you are."
       I got under the table and crawled to her pussy, sticking out my 
tongue. I rolled it around her pussy. She moaned softly as I teased her clit 
and lips. I watched as she rested her hand on Joe's thigh. I guess I should 
have seen that coming but it still hurt though but I was in no position to do 
anything about it. She noticed my hesitation and gave me a glare that 
informed me to get started or pay the price. As hard as it was I started to lick 
and suck on her clit again. Working the best I could to get her orgasm 
started, I swirled my tongue and sucked on her clit at the same time. She 
used her free hand to grab my hair and pull me tight as her hips thrashed in 
the chair.
      "AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!" Emily was very loud as she came this 
time. I continued to drive her through her orgasm only slowing my licking as 
she released her grip on my hair. Emily pushed my head toward Joe's chair, 
"I think your Master has a problem that you can help with Slut. Look at that 
tent. I think he liked watching you eat me. What do you think?"
       "I am glad Master enjoyed watching me eat you Mistress. Now may 
I suck your cock Master?"
       I didn't wait for an answer as I crawled over to where he was sitting 
and pulled his cock free. She was right it was as hard as a rock. It was his 
turn to moan as I sucked on the head. I licked it like a lollipop running my 
tongue down to his balls. Cupping them I drew one into my mouth and 
lightly sucked on it. Emily's hand replaced my mouth on his cock and 
squeezed as she moved up and down using my salvia to jerk him off. Her 
hand was slowly masturbating him while I licked and sucked his balls. She 
moved her hand to her own crotch and I moved back up and started sucking 
him in earnest. I could tell it wouldn't take long. Sure enough just as Emily 
took his hand and moved it to her pussy he came. Long, hot spurts of come 
exploded down my throat. I swallowed as fast as I could but lost a bit out the 
corners of my mouth. As the spurts subsided I cleaned him up and replaced 
his cock in his shorts. Joe was still playing with Emily's pussy and I backed 
out from under the table.
       As I stood up and looked at Emily she said to me, "That was nice 
Slut. Now that had to make you horny so get those fingers in your cunt and 
cum for us. I want you to cum when your husband makes me cum." With 
that she reached down and pulled her nightie completely off exposing herself 
to Joe. His free hand went to her breast, caressing the nipple between his 
fingers. Doing as instructed I rubbed and squeezed my clit as I watched 
them. I had two reactions as he leaned over and kissed her. One was the 
blinding pain of jealously; two was a spasm in my cunt that caused a small 
orgasm. They were making out like high school kids. Joe was pumping two 
fingers into her and Emily had her tongue down his throat. All I could do is 
finger fuck myself and watch.
       She turned his face toward me as I continued to pull and twist my 
clit. "Look at your Cunt as you finger fuck me Joe. She is getting off on it. 
Aren't you Slut? Say it Bitch. Tell your Master."
       Emily came in a loud long wail before I could say a word. In 
response I came so hard my knees buckled and I hit the floor screaming out 
my own orgasm. The room was filled with heavy breathing until Emily told 
me to get over here and clean my Master's fingers. As Joe offered them to 
me I could see her pussy drippings, thick and heavy on them. I licked and 
sucked as Emily patted my head and stroked my hair. She was telling me 
how proud she was of me. As I finished she told me to sit and relax.
       "See Joe I told you we could have some fun and I think there is a lot 
more fun to be had. Don't you think?" She made no attempt to hide her 
naked body. She was a beautiful woman, young, strong, shapely yet very 
feminine. I could see Joe just drinking in her nakedness. I felt very 
inadequate sitting near her. 
       Emily broke the silence, "Hey Joe I have a personal trainer that I see 
three times a week. How about I take Jane down to meet him? He could 
whoop her into shape in no time. You might want to meet him too." She 
smiled as she patted his spare tire.
       Joe looked at me and asked, "What do you think Honey? You 
wanted to get in shape. You said so the other day. You think you should take 
Emily up on her offer?"
       "Yes Master I would like that very much."
       "Session over Jane, no more Master today, just Joe and Emily. So do 
you want to go?"
       "Yes Joe I do. I would like that very much."
       Emily chimed in, "Good it's settled. We can go have some girl fun 
this afternoon and Joe you can get some extra rest. Jane, why don't you go 
and get dressed. I'll do the same and we will hit the road."
       I got up and nodded yes to her. We both headed back to the 
bedroom, her for her panties, me for clothes. As we reached the bedroom 
door just out of earshot of Joe she grabbed my arm and stopped me.
       "Great job out there little one. You were perfect. You are going to 
make a great slut for me. See how easy I controlled him? Just like a guy, 
give him a little pussy and he will follow you anywhere. I can't wait to fuck 
him while you watch. And that will be soon. Now wear something normal to 
leave the house like a warm up suit or something like it. Make sure you 
bring a bag with your slut clothes and shoes in it. You can change on the 
way. We have to keep our normal appearances up for Joe, don't we? For 
now at least. Fix your makeup and hair before you come out."
       I had no idea of what lay ahead but I nodded my acceptance of her 
orders and went to clean up and gather my clothes.  I put a nice blouse and 
short skirt in my gym bag along with my white pumps hoping my selection 
would please her. I had a new workout suit that I put on and hurried into the 
bathroom to fix myself up. Looking in the mirror I saw a flushed face 
looking back, scared but still excited. My makeup wasn't too bad from when 
I did it this morning so a quick touchup and I was ready.
       As I headed into the kitchen I saw Emily pouring Joe a fresh cup of 
coffee. He looked tired, still hung over.
       "Ready Hun? Let's get going, my gym is on the other side of town 
and I have to stop at the condo and clean up before we go. Hey, how about 
we stop and do a little shopping too Hun, I know a great little out of the way 
boutique that you will love. Is it OK with you Joe?"
       He looked up and her and told her that was fine. He got up and 
kissed me, telling me to have a good time. As Emily led me out the front 
door he headed back toward the bedroom. When we got to Emily's car she 
opened the door for me and let me into her car, closing the door as I got in, it 
felt like a symbolic act of sealing my fate.
       "OK Hun change out of those silly clothes and back into the ones 
you brought with you."
       It was hard to change without almost standing up in the seat and 
seeing that Emily had started driving and was still in the neighborhood I 
didn't think that was a good idea. It was embarrassing enough that several 
cars passed by and I am sure they got a good look at me.
       "That's the blouse you brought? Are you kidding me? That's no 
good for a slut like you. I want those tits right out there. You can hardly see 
through that thing. Well that's what you have now just leave it unbuttoned. 
Tuck it in your skirt. I will get you something appropriate at the condo."
       I did as instructed hoping that we wouldn't run into anyone going 
into Emily's condo. My bra was clearly visible and any movement caused 
the blouse to shift open exposing my nipples.
       "After we stop at the condo we will be heading to my gym for you to 
meet your new trainers, Charles and Donna. They are my trainers and they 
are fantastic. They can get you in shape in no time. After that we are going 
to stop at my mentor's house. She wants to meet you. I can see it in your 
eyes, don't worry, she was my Dominant during the first two years of 
college and she has taught me everything I know."
       She was reading my mind. I didn't know my face was that 
expressive? I thought OMG someone else knows? I put my head down in 
shame, not saying anything. Emily snapped her cell phone open and called. I 
could tell she was talking to Rachael. I think making sure that Amanda was 
not still with her.
       "We have about 40 minutes to go to get to my place. Sit back, relax 
and get busy. I want one hand in that cunt and one on your nipples. I want 
that cunt wet and those nipples pulled hard. But you are not allowed to cum 
Slut, understand?
       "Yes Mistress." I slid down slightly in the seat and got busy, burying 
a finger in my already wet pussy and rolling it around my G spot. My 
nipples were engorged from being displayed and were easily accessible. 
Pulling hard on the right then the left my body betrayed me yet again 
gathering itself for a much needed release. Knowing that would lead me to 
severe punishment I slowed my fingers down which was immediately 
noticed by Emily.
       "Oh no slut you don't get off that easy. I told you to play with that 
cunt. You play with that cunt like it was mine. Well it is mine, but that's 
another topic. Get busy Slut before I strip you down and leave you in a back 
alley."
       "But Mistress if I go too fast I'll cum and you told me I couldn't." I 
pleaded with her.
       "Not my problem Bitch. I told you to hold it, you hold it. You cum 
and you won't sit on that ass for a week."
       I returned to stroking my fingers in and out along with pulling and 
twisting my nipples. I tried to find a spot where my cunt was the least 
sensitive but that was hard. Several times I was close to cuming but 
distracted myself by causing intense pain to my nipples. I pulled and twisted 
so hard I thought that I would rip them off. Twice during the ride I begged 
her to allow me to cum and twice I was denied my release.
       By the time we got to her condo I was a wreck. I had my own juices 
running down my legs and my clit was throbbing. Both nipples were puffy 
and rock hard, trying to poke their way through the thin material of the 
blouse. As she parked the car in her parking garage she allowed me to button 
the blouse. Emily made me clean my own fingers before she would let me 
get out and follow her. Stepping into the elevator I prayed that we would go 
right to her floor without stopping but I didn't get my wish. An older couple 
got on and rode several floors with us. I am sure that they could smell my 
cunt as the juices continued to flow from me. We couldn't reach Emily's 
floor fast enough. I followed Emily out too embarrassed to look behind me 
at them.
       When we arrived at her door she gave me several simple 
instructions.
       "Inside the door to the right you will see a coat rack on the wall. 
Whenever you enter my condo you will remove everything except your 
stocking, heels and bra. I don't care who is with you or who is in the condo 
at the time you enter, you just do it. If nudity is not the proper attire I will 
insure that something is hanging on the hook for you to wear or you will 
have instructions beforehand. When you are done then come in and find me. 
When you find me assume your 'Display' position, pretty simple, right 
Hun?"
       "Yes Mistress." Inside I was horrified. I was to be naked in the 
condo at all times? Who would be there? Who was in there today?
       "These rules are in play right now Hun so are you ready? Here we 
go. I'm going to head in a get a drink. I'll be in the kitchen when you are 
done."
       She opened the door and left me standing in the entryway. The coat 
hook was right there and I removed all the clothes I had on and hung them 
neatly on the hook. 
       I have never felt as naked as I did at that point, half bra, garter, 
stocking and heels. Moving around the corner and down the hall I found the 
kitchen and Emily standing next to the fridge. She was drinking a glass of 
milk and smiled at me. I lowered my eyes and moved to her. She patted my 
head as is got into my display position and waited for further instructions. 
Emily slowly finished her milk as she looked me up and down.
       I was shocked to hear a voice behind me. It was all I could do not to 
run and hide.
       "Nice ass Mrs. D." Rachael said as she came around the corner from 
the living room.
       I wanted to run or cover myself but thank god I had enough control 
not to do that. I am sure that Emily would have punished me severely for 
that. I could feel the blush covering my face and moving down my chest as I 
stood naked and shivering facing Emily. Rachael had not come into view yet 
and I didn't dare turn around to see her. I was shaking with embarrassment 
and Emily's grin at my embarrassment made it worse.
       "Don't worry Cunt. Rach has know about you for a long time but she 
can keep a secret can't you sis?"
       "Sure Em. I'm not telling Amanda I found Mrs. D. like this and I'm 
sure that we can convince Noelle not to tell either, right Noelle?"
       A third voice added from behind me, "This is Amanda's mother?? 
Figures.... Sure whatever you want Em, not a word from me."
       Emily told me to turn, so slowly I turned to face the two teenaged 
girls. Noelle was considerably shorter than Rachael's 5'7" frame and not as 
thin. She had larger breasts and a nice hip flare. Long black hair and piercing 
green eyes were features that caught your attention first. 
       "Now Cunt you wanted to cum in the car. So get your hand busy and 
cum standing right there, cum for us."
        Again I hesitated; I couldn't do that in front of them. Mistress Emily 
seeing my hesitation reached out and slapped my ass as hard as she could.
     'WHACK.' 
     It hurt like hell and I stumbled forward from the blow. My hand 
started to go to my ass cheek and rub it but I caught it before it did and 
returned it to the display position.
     "I gave you an order, do it fast or you will get 100 of those with a belt 
instead of my hand Bitch." 
     I moved my hand slowly down and rubbed my cunt as I stood in front 
of the girls. Noelle spoke first. She moved very close to my face.
       "That's the second time the fat cow fucked up. If you were mine fat 
cow I would whip the skin right off that fat ass of yours. You know that 
Cunt? You wouldn't fuck up again. You are lucky Emily is your Mistress."
       Emily chimed in. "She's new to this and scared so I'm nice for now 
but it won't last, if you hesitate again, Hun. But you won't do that again will 
you?"
       I panted out no mistress as I continued to fuck myself in front of the 
girls. As embarrassing as masturbation in front of people was it still didn't 
take long for me to orgasm as a matter of fact it made cuming easier. The 
last day and a half seemed to super charge my sex drive. My legs gave way 
and I sank to my knees screaming out my orgasm.
       Noelle was the first to comment. "God what a fucking slut you are. 
You could cum anywhere I'll bet. I can't believe it, what a fucking slut." I 
could see the mean streak that Mistress Emily warned me about in Noelle. I 
truly believe that she would hurt me if she had the chance which strangely 
pushed me closer to Mistress Emily.
       Now it was Rachael's turn to speak. "I kinda liked it. Em does she 
have time to eat me? I'm horny again."
       "Jeez sis, I guess so. I have to take a quick shower and change so 
you have 20 minutes. Don't take to long we have to get to the gym and I am 
taking slut to meet Donna today."
       "Doesn't she have a munch today Em?" asked Noelle.
       "Yes she does Noelle."
       "Well that should be fun for the fucking slut." Noelle snickered.
       "Come on Mrs. D, follow me." Rachael turned and started to head 
toward the living room. I looked up at Mistress Emily and she nodded in her 
direction for me to follow. She patted my head as I got off my knees and 
started toward Rachael.
       "That was good slut. Always check with me unless I tell you to take 
directions from others. But you can always follow Rachael's instructions as 
if they were my own."
       "Yes Mistress." As I followed Rachael she pulled her T-shirt off and 
dropped it to the ground. She was naked underneath and her ass was nothing 
short of amazing. Round and firm it wiggled invitingly as she walked in 
front of me. Rachael looked behind at me and smirked, "Like that ass Mrs. 
D? I hope so I like it licked."
       The blush returned as I felt a new pulse in my cunt. I had never been 
with a woman before yesterday or really even thought about it. But here I 
was getting ready to do all kinds of nasty things with this beautiful teenager 
and my cunt was responding.
       Rachael plopped down in a big chair and scooted her ass up to the 
edge before she leaned back and pointed between her legs. "Get your sexy 
big ass over here Mrs. D and start licking."
     I kneeled down between her open legs and started kissing and licking 
her pussy lips. She pushed my head down.
       "Start with my asshole Mrs. D. Work it a little around the outside. I 
like that."
       She started moaning as I did as she requested. It was really erotic and 
not as gross as I figured it would be. Her ass was clean and smelled like 
perfume. I licked and kissed until she pulled my head up to her pussy. It was 
very wet and got much wetter as I played with her clit. Rolling and sucking 
it brought her to a quick orgasm. I attempted to pull back but she held my 
head tight.
       "Don't stop....."
     I could feel her pussy spasm as I continued to eat her. It all came to a 
huge, violet climax. At that moment her pussy clenched and sprayed my face 
with her juice. I had no idea what at was. I thought she peed but it didn't feel 
or smell like urine. It was warm and sticky but sweet tasting. I had no choice 
but to drink most of it and there was a lot. I heard footsteps behind me as she 
slowly came down from her orgasm and released my head.
       "See, I knew you would do that and now's she's a wreck. Damn it 
Rach did you have too?" Emily was not happy.
       "Sorry big sis what can I say, she's good."
       "Get up Slut, get into the bathroom and fix your makeup and clean 
up. Fast, hear me?"
     Uttering a yes mistress, I scurried out of the room and into the 
bathroom. Doing my best to fix my hair this was not going to be easy. 
Rachael's juices were everywhere. I did the best I could to get myself back 
together and hurried out in the kitchen where I stood at display next to a 
mildly irritated Emily.
       "You look like crap but it will have to do. Go get dressed and wait at 
the door." 
       Noelle was sitting at the kitchen table with the still naked Rachael. 
She reached out and put her hand between my legs and squeezed my clit. It 
hurt like hell and stopped me in my tracks. She ran her fingers back up my 
slit. "God what are you all wet about Slut? You just ate the pussy of your 
daughter's best friend. You are a real slut if that turns you on." She released 
my clit and hit me hard on the ass as I continued on.
       "Thanks Mrs. D. That was nice. I'll look forward to you spending 
more quality time with you between my legs." I looked back to see Rachael 
smiling at me. I dressed by the door and waited. Emily came out and handed 
me a black leather studded dog collar.
       "Put it on Slut."
       I obediently put on the collar and we walked out the door. She got 
me into the car. "You better get used to that, Rachael is a little nymphet. 
Now that she liked your little tongue you will be spending a lot of time on 
your knees. Get your hand busy in that cunt as we drive."
       I slid my hands down between my legs as she drove. Eating Rachael 
had increased my sexual tension. "Am I allowed to cum Mistress?"
       "No you cannot Slut. Now listen up. We are going to meet your new 
trainers. They're not involved in the lifestyle that you are coming into. But I 
have dated Charles so he has a small idea about me. Don't you say a word 
about our arraignment until I do, follow my lead. I will tell you that you will 
like Charles. He's huge by the way."
       As we pulled into the parking lot she had me sit up and stop playing 
with myself. I straightened myself as we got out and headed into the gym. 
She introduced me to the trainers. Donna was going to handle the aerobics 
part and Charles was going to be my strength coach. After setting up the 
schedule we headed into the office to pay the membership fee.
       Charles was a large black man. Standing 6'4" and rippling muscles 
everywhere he was a cover boy for muscle magazine just waiting to be 
found. We said goodbye to Donna as she left to teach a class and Charles 
closed the door behind himself as he entered.
       Emily started the conversation, "Now Charles you know we have to 
work out a deal for the training don't you?"
       "What kind of deal Em?"
       She walked over to him and gave him a soft kiss on the lips, slowly 
moving her hands down until she got very close to his cock. He pushed her 
hands away looking directly at me.
      "Em, stop that!"
       "Why? Oh her? She doesn't mind, she does what I tell her too, right 
Slut?"
       My insides wrenched up as she called me a slut in front of him. "No 
Mistress I don't mind."
       "Em she's too old for this to be some sorority prank. What are you 
guys playin here? What's the deal?"
       "Well Charles the deal is that my little slut here is my sexual 
submissive. She does what I tell her to do. One of the things I told her to do 
was to get in shape and I couldn't think of a better place than here to do it. 
But she has other talents Charles."
       Emily turned to me and said, "Strip slut. Show Charles what he has 
to work with. And be quick about it, everything but the hose and heels."
       I was mortified. Here, now, right in front of a complete stranger? I 
knew I had no choice so I removed my top, skirt and half bra and set them 
on the desk. I turned, naked, to face them.
       "Damn woman not bad for almost 40, those real?" He asked as he 
pointed to my tits.
       "Slut come here and let Charles feel for himself."
       I was so ashamed as I moved toward him. I stopped right in front of 
him as he reached up to touch me. He stopped just short and looked at 
Emily, "It's OK to touch her?"
       "Sure it is she's a slut she loves it.  Charles you can do anything you 
want to her. Squeeze her tits, feel her cunt, fuck her ass, really anything you 
want. Last night I watched while two guys took turns fucking her in the ass. 
Go ahead feel her cunt. I'll bet you dinner it's dripping wet right now."
       I wanted to crawl in a hole and die, never as embarrassed in my life 
as he started to squeeze my tits.  Charles ran a hand down my belly and 
dipped into my cunt, she was right of course I was very wet.
       "Damned if you aren't right Em. She's soaked."
       "Good deal, you owe me dinner. You want to fuck her?"
       "Right now, here?"
       "Sure why not? She's always ready for a good fuck, aren't you 
Slut?"
       "Yes Mistress."
       "Good slut, get on your knees and get to know Charles a little better. 
You are going to like what you find in there. I'll lock the door."
       Defeated, I dropped to my knees in front of the huge black man. I 
started to work at the waistband of his pants and pulled him out. I gasped 
when I got my hand around his cock. I think it was as big as Jerry's or 
bigger. I removed it from his pants and sucked it into my mouth. Emily had 
locked the door and moved closer to us. Her hands were starting to get busy 
under her pants as she watched me suck the huge black monster to life. 
       "Told you she had hidden talents didn't I Charles?"
       "Oh baby she can suck cock. You are a kinky little girl Emily, but I 
like it."
      Emily got off her perch and removed her pants and panties. She 
reached out and stroked Charles cock as I sucked all I could in my mouth.
       "You want all that cock in your cunt don't you Slut?"
       I muttered out a yes mistress around the huge cock. Emily looked 
around and moved herself back to the couch. Sitting down and lewdly spread 
her legs wide open, she told me to crawl over and lick her pussy.
       "Go ahead Charles, fuck the Cunt. Let's see if she can get us both 
off."
       Charles waited until I got into position with my head between 
Emily's legs before he got behind me. The head of the massive cock forced 
its way between my lips and he pushed deeper into me. I groaned at the 
intrusion. It hurt in the beginning as he entered my hole deeper and deeper. 
But his cock was not to be denied as he kept moving slowly forward until his 
balls rested against my clit. I gasped as he slowly moved back out of me. 
Building a very slow but steady rhythm, the huge cock stretched my cunt to 
the limit. I never stopped licking Emily's pussy, but his cock was bottoming 
out against my cervix on every stroke and that hurt.
       Emily was enjoying my attention and my situation. She would pull 
my head in harder and thrust her pussy in my face as Charles bottomed out 
inside me. I learned quickly to get air as she released her pressure before the 
next stroke.
       As my cunt acclimated to the size of Charles's cock I could feel the 
extra lubrication running down my thighs. Between strokes I mumbled out 
asking permission to cum.
       "That's a good girl to ask, but you can't cum until you get me off. 
You do and I'll bring the entire gym in here to fuck you. After you make me 
cum, you can cum."
       The concept of being gangbanged by strangers took the edge off my 
orgasm. Fear helped me to keep it manageable. But I knew that even that 
would not last forever though so I really started to work on her clit. I had her 
close and that pushed my efforts into overdrive. She exploded in a writhing 
mass of orgasmic flesh, almost ripping my ears off in the process.
       Charles had entered a strong rhythm, thrusting his rock hard cock in 
and out of my sopping cunt. Soon after Emily's orgasm started I heard him 
grunt and felt his cum boil out deep inside me. He pulled out leaving me the 
only one in the room that didn't cum. My frustration was voiced in a loud 
groan as he sat behind me.
       "Awww poor baby didn't get to cum, well maybe another time Slut. 
You pleasure is not as important as mine or anyone else's, remember that. 
Now don't forget to clean up your mess."
       I obediently turned around and licked and sucked Charles cock clean 
of our combined juices while Emily moved to get dressed.
       "Now remember Charles anytime she is here you just take what you 
want from her. If she gives you any trouble you tell me and I'll deal with 
her. Get dressed Slut, we are late."
       As I hurried to comply, Charles patted my ass and thanked me for 
the great fuck. I blushed at the compliment and said thank you Sir. It was 
still unsettling that a complete stranger a half hour ago was telling what a 
great fuck I was. Dressing quickly in an attempt to end my humiliation I 
could see him watching me do it which somehow made me even more 
uncomfortable. Emily gave him a quick peck of the cheek, reminded him 
that he owed her dinner soon and dragged me out of the office. I could see 
the other women at the desk look at me, dressed like a slut, with that fresh 
fucked looked to my hair and makeup. I am sure they could hear what went 
on in the office. My juices and probably some of Charles were running down 
my thighs as we left the building.
       "So did you like that Slut? I will give you permission to speak freely 
to me." It was the first thing that Emily asked me as we closed the car doors.
       "I liked the sex but I hardly know him Mistress. It was humiliating to 
be treated like that. Like a piece of meat."
       "But that's what you are Slut, a toy to be used. You can't tell me that 
didn't turn you on?"
       "Yes Mistress it did, before you came along I never thought about 
another woman but now I like it."
       "So you like eating pussy, good. You are going to get a lot of 
practice. Was his cock too big for you? When I did him he really hurt me in 
the beginning. I had to end up making him take shorter strokes in me or it 
was too much."
       "Yes Mistress it was the same with me. I could feel his cock 
bouncing against my cervix. It hurt but it was also pleasurable. Do you 
understand?"
       "Yes I do slut. One of the things I see in you is that you have the 
ability to turn pain into pleasure at some level. I am going to explore that. 
But anyway I am proud of you. You obeyed me well just now. I am sure it 
wasn't easy for you to fuck a complete stranger. I am pleased."
       "No Mistress like I said it was very embarrassing for me."
       "But it really turned you on didn't it Slut?"
       "Yes Mistress it did."
       "Good, focus on that, learn to enjoy it, because the humiliation you 
experienced is going to be a big part of your training. We are heading to the 
women that taught me everything I know about BDSM. She is the house 
mother for the sorority at the college. There will be lots of people there. She 
is throwing what is called a munch, It's like a brunch only with people that 
are involved or know about BDSM. I will give you a couple of tips to 
survive today, woman to woman not even Mistress to slave." 
     "One, do everything that she commands you to do as if it were me 
giving you the order. Don't look at me for confirmation. Do it quickly."
     "Two, no matter how humiliating or horrible the order is, do it and 
show enthusiasm. If you hesitate, even for a second she will punish you and 
the punishment will be far worse than the order. Trust me on this one.  Fix 
your hair and makeup in the mirror we have 30 minutes to get there."
       She had scared me. What would this woman do to me? All I could 
see was being on display again to total strangers. As I looked in the mirror I 
really didn't recognize the person staring back at me. I fixed my hair and 
redid my makeup the best I could.
       "OK Slut. No more girly talk, Mistress Time now. You look much 
better. A good Charles fucking will always do that to you. And I am sure 
you are going to get a lot of that in the future. He loves to fuck. Now sit up 
in the seat and get that hand busy again. No cuming. Oh and pull that silly 
skirt out of the way so I can see what you are doing. One of the things you 
have to learn is orgasm control."
       My standard reply yes mistress was follow by me hiking my skirt 
around my waist so she could see my fingers in my cunt. I was still 
extremely aroused from the encounter with Charles. It didn't take long for 
the blood to rise to the boiling point. I fought back the orgasm with every 
last ounce of my strength. I couldn't slow my fingers pace as every time I 
did Emily noticed and admonished me to get back to work. I let my guard 
down as we pulled into the driveway of a beautiful home on the east side of 
the city. It was more a mansion than a house. There were 15-20 cars parked 
around the circle near the door. My fingers had taken a life of there own still 
working deep inside my cunt. A small shudder ran through me as a small 
orgasm jumped out. Emily turned as I made a slow moan and gasped at it.
       "Oh that one is going to cost you Slut. I told you, no cuming, didn't I 
Slut?"
       "Yes Mistress you did. I am sorry." 
     Hanging my head in shame at my body's betrayal, I knew that being 
sorry would not save me from the punishment.
       "Well Slut sorry doesn't cut it. We will figure a punishment for you 
later."
       A younger boy was running up to park the car for Emily and stopped 
as he looked at my open crotch. Remembering Mistress's lesson I didn't 
cover up despite my embarrassment. I slowly got out and smoothed my skirt 
down. He smiled at me and I smiled back.
       "Good job back there Slut but it wasn't good enough to save your 
ass." Emily chided me as she took my hand and led me toward the door.
       "When we get inside you will see a clothes hook like that one in my 
condo. Same routine, strip off all the clothes except the heels and stocking 
and be quick. I don't like waiting for disobedient little cunts."
       She opened the door and pushed me through. I found the hook and 
started striping as fast as I could. I didn't want to give her any reason to be 
madder than she already was at me. I could hear people talking somewhere 
in the back of the house. It sounded like a full blown party and I was going 
to face it in heels and hose. Oh god what was I getting into? As I stood 
almost naked and ready in front of Emily she looked past me and squealed in 
joy. She ran past me. I turned to look as she jumped into the arms of a very 
good looking younger man. I fought the urge to cover and just stood there. 
Amazingly he didn't even seem to notice that a nearly naked woman was 
standing there as Emily hugged him tight.
       "Billy, your home!!!!!" Emily shrieked in delight.
     
     To Be Continued...........................

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   Jane - Chapter 9
     He returned her embrace. He was very tall, over 6 feet. Brown wavy 
hair and deep brown eyes, very well dressed.
     "Hi Em, I'm glad to see you too." Reaching down for her face, his 
hands were gigantic; he softly kissed her on the lips.
     "Billy you are looking fantastic! You been back in the gym haven't 
you?" Her hands were running all over his body. 
     "Yea Em, weights and aerobics, glad it shows. You look great as 
usual."
     "It's your mom keeping me young. You know she's tough to keep up 
with."
     "Yea tell me about it." His smile was very easy to like. What struck me 
the most was that the entire time they shared small talk he never once looked 
in my direction, not even to acknowledge my existence. He finally glanced 
over her shoulder and looked at me. It was a studied look up and down my 
body. I glanced down as his eyes met mine.
     "She not very well trained yet is she Em?"
     "Her? No second day. Why? Is the Cunt doing something bad?"
     I blushed hard at being called a cunt in front of the handsome stranger. 
He smiled that easy smile as I caught him winking at me. "Nah, it's pretty 
easy to see the newbie's. She's got a blush on already; wait till Mom gets 
hold of her out back."
     "She's got some punishment coming too. I'm sure that Donna will like 
to hear that. Do you know where she is?"
     "Speak of the devil." He looked past me at something and grinned. I 
kept my head down as Emily turned to face me and ran past. I didn't dare 
turn around to see the voice that said, "Hello Kitten. It's so nice to see you." 
She walked past arm and arm with a striking older woman, long silver hair 
on a very tall woman, impeccably dressed. I hadn't seen her face yet but she 
carried herself with grace and elegance.
     "You haven't come to steal my babies heart have you Kitten?"
     I could see Emily's smile at the comment.
     "No Maam. I couldn't do that, he already has mine."
     "I know, he does that to a lot of women I hear." 
     "Mom, don't tell all my secrets."
     You could see they had a lot of chemistry together. The banter flowed 
easily between the three of them. And again it was as if I didn't exist. It was 
so hard for me to fathom how a woman only in heels in a hallway could be 
invisible.  They talked for a while longer about several things before the 
older woman brought me up in the conversation.
     "This is her I take it?"
     "Yes Maam it is."
     The woman turned to me and I didn't dare look up. She moved to me 
and cupped my tits in her hand. 
     "Big tits, they are pretty firm for a woman her age. How much training 
has she had since we talked about her?"
     "She got a little bit from me last night and this morning, just the basics 
really. She did well this afternoon with my trainer at the gym, fucked a total 
stranger on command. But she lost focus on the way in here and came 
without permission."
     "That's a good thing really, Billy brought me new presents. I have to 
show them to you and your slut here can demonstrate them for us. Bring her 
this way."
     "Follow me Slut."
     I followed behind the three of them, scared of what lay ahead for me. I 
could still hear the party out back. We headed in that direction but swung 
into a side room. 
     "Look at what my son the engineer built for me." She stopped by a 
wooden chair. Thick arms and legs accented a wide seat and back. There 
was a hole in the seat and I could see a metal rod poking up in the hole. 
There were straps and buckles everywhere. 
     The older woman moved directly in front of me and lifted my chin until 
she was staring directly in my eyes.
     "My name is Donna Slut. This will be the last time you will ever be 
able to look me in the eye so enjoy it. I know about you. So let me tell you 
about me. I'm the sorority headmistress, always have been. At one time 
Emily was my sub. Most of the people around me are into the lifestyle. The 
party out back is mostly dominants. You will get to meet all of them, 
eventually. But when you are in this house you are the lowest of the low. My 
slaves have status over you. The slightest hesitation will cause you 
punishment that you cannot imagine in your worst nightmare. I will brook 
nothing but complete obedience. I will allow you to answer me with your 
voice this once and you will remain silent after. 
     The steel look in her eyes was unyielding, her face expressionless. I 
tried to choke out a yes Maam but all the spit in my mouth dried up as she 
talked. It was the first time that I could ever remember being genuinely 
scared of a person. I gathered my wits and answered her, "Yes Maam I 
understand." 
     "Good. Then go sit in the chair."
     I did as she told me to careful not to let the rod slip into my cunt.
     "Now Kitten look at this wondrous invention my baby made me. Tie 
her in tight." They tightened the straps around my arms, legs, waist and a 
final one across my upper body above my tits. Donna brought a strap around 
from the back. It had two clear boxes attached to it. She started pinching my 
nipples until they were standing up hard and long. A small moan of pleasure 
escaped my lips.
     "She really is a slut isn't she Kitten? The help is going to love her."
     She set the boxes directly over my nipples. I could see the gears and 
wires inside the box and two plates directly on either side of both nipples. 
Donna produced what looked like a blood pressure cup but there was a bag 
on the inside. She pushed the bag inside my mouth and attached it behind 
my head. After it was tight Donna squeezed the bulb inflating the bag inside 
my mouth. She blew it up until I thought my jaws would break. It was 
almost impossible to make a sound. I groaned as loud as I could to express 
the discomfort it was causing but nothing came out except a squeak. 
     "No need to thank me Slut. That bulb in your mouth will be the least of 
your problems very soon."
     She reached under the chair and soon I felt the rod penetrating my cunt. 
It continued sliding inside my wet cunt until I jumped as it hit my cervix. 
Well jumped as far as I could which was moving about a half inch I think. 
The rod was very filling inside me but not painful, just a little cold.
     "Billy Hun can you explain your toys to Kitten?
     "Sure Mom. But it's really your invention. I just built it to your plans. 
Here is the control Em. This button will turn everything on automatic. The 
middle setting allows this chain to control the chair." He reached down and 
pulled a chain out from under the chair. "If you pull on the chain it starts, if 
the pressure is released, the chair stops. This last button is for the extension 
in the dildo, push it and when the rod starts turning and vibrating there is a 3 
inch extension that will slowly extend in and out."
     He handed the control to Em and she turned it on. I felt the vibration 
course through the walls of my vagina. It was extremely pleasurable until 
she pressed the button. My eyes got huge as the dildo began to lengthen. It 
continued its relentless extension into my cervix. The pain was blinding. I 
was shaking and drool was running down my chest from under the gag.  It 
was unbelievable how much the rotating extension hurt. Childbirth was a 
piece of cake in comparison. Thankfully Emily turned it off so that I didn't 
have to endure another round of that. Tears flowed freely from my eyes.
     "They seemed totally oblivious to my agony. Now the real genius Em 
is the nipple boxes. They are driven by this chain and the pressure is set by 
this slider on the side of the box. This setting is the lightest and will really 
stimulate the nipples. He pulled the chain and the gears flew to life inside the 
box. The paddles slowly pushed together squeezing my nipples. I was a 
welcome pleasure after the torture my cunt just went through. After a minute 
of so the paddles released completely only to start closing again a moment 
later.
     "See the beauty of them Em. They squeeze the nipples and then they 
release. Now pushing the slider the other way will increase the pressure. I 
will tell you to be careful. If you go too far with the slider permanent nipple 
damage can occur. This is just a prototype. I will change that in the final so 
you can't actually crush someone's nipple."
     Emily slid the knob to the middle of the box on both of them and pulled 
the chain. I felt the pressure building until my nipples were being crunched 
between the two paddles. The pressure stopped building and held for a few 
seconds. Then the release was immediate and the pain shot through my 
nipples as the blood rushed back. After a short rest period the paddles started 
closing again. I steeled myself as the pressure and pain built, peeked and 
spiked as the paddles released. The worst part was knowing the paddles 
would start again and nothing I could do would stop that. Emily released the 
chain after 5 or 6 cycles.
     "Oh Billy you have really outdone yourself this time. This is 
wonderful. You can make a fortune with this stuff."
     "Yes, I have several orders already today. But you haven't seen the best 
part. Watch this."
     He took the chain from the boxes and clipped it to the chain from the 
chair with a third chain. The third chain had an alligator clamp on it and the 
teeth looked very sharp. He handed the chain to Emily and told her to attach 
it somewhere on my nose. My eyes pleaded her to no avail. She clamped it 
on my septum. This brought tears to my eyes. The teeth bit in and it took a 
while to numb out. Billy was fiddling with the other chains attaching them in 
different places on the chain, taking up the slack.
     OK now here is the real beauty Em. When you turn the switch on she 
has two choices, she has to pull back on the chain to stop the chair from 
activating but by doing that she activates the nipple boxes and tugs on the 
nose attachment, a side pain. Or if you set it up a little different she can 
cause herself immense pleasure until she can't hold the chain tight and then 
extreme agony. Up to you Em, whatever you want for her."
     Panic set in as I watched her finger depressed the top bottom and 
waited on the on switch. The look on her face was devilish.
     "OK Cunt. You felt both, now you choose. Cunt or tits, I told you 
punishment was coming this is it. I want you to remember this moment. It 
doesn't ever have to get to this point. You caused this. You disobeyed me. I 
may punish you for fun at times but I promise you it will never be this 
severe as long as you obey me without question or hesitation. Remember 
how bad this is so that you never force me to do this again."
     She flicked the switch as the three sat back on the couch across from 
me to watch my predicament. The chair immediately came alive because of 
the position of my head and the extension started drilling into my cervix. In 
response to pain I yanked my head up to stop the chair forgetting that the 
chair would not stop until the cycle was complete. All yanking on the chain 
did was start the nipple boxes. The paddles slowly moved in crushing my 
nipples between them. Pushing the blood out that I knew would come 
rushing back in soon. Between the crushing force on my nipples and the 
dildo burrowing into my cunt I saw stars. The pain became manageable as 
the extension retreated but flared as the paddles released and the blood 
rushed back into my tortured nipples. Screaming into the gag produced a 
little squeak to the amusement of the crowd.
     "See how the paddles releasing makes the pain worse and now they 
will cycle in again. This will continue until she decides to release the tension 
on the chain but we know what that will bring."
     Emily moved in tight to my ear, "See what happens when you don't 
obey me? This is a small sample and it could be a lot worse. I could make 
the dildo vibrate, increase the pressure on your nipples or maybe just walk 
away for a couple of hours right now. Would you like that Cunt?"
     I shook my head no as best I could but all that got me was enough slack 
on the chain to start the chair again. The scream was long and loud in my 
head as the torturous dildo started its climb into my cervix. Emily laughed at 
my problem.
     "Oh sorry Slut did I make you do that?" She sat back down in between 
them to watch my torment. Just as the dildo reached it peak inside me the 
nipple clamps released their painful grip and allowed the blood flow to rush 
back. I thought I would pass out from the pain.
     "My my, if we weren't using the gag I think the whole neighborhood 
would come running. Is it really that painful slut?" Donna had a 
condescending look and tone as she smirked at me. The first shot of 
rebellion swept through me as I thought get your old cunt over here and see 
how much it hurts bitch.
     "Oh look Kitten she still has some fight left in her. Did you see that 
look in her eyes?"
     "Oh yes Maam I did and that's going to cost her dearly. Don't you 
agree Maam?"
     "Why certainly Kitten whatever you think is appropriate. She's your 
slut to punish."
     The nipple clamps had reached full crush again as Emily started to 
speak to me thankfully the dildo had totally retreated.
     "OK you stupid Slut listen up. I was going to let you out in 5 minutes 
but I will not stand for what I saw in that look. That kind of disobedience 
will be punished severely. You don't look your superiors in the eye like that 
and now I'll teach you why. You will stay in that chair for the next 30 
minutes."
     Oh my god 30 minutes! I'll die here in 30 minutes. The pure horror 
flashed across my face to the amusement of the woman. My nose was 
getting very sore from the biting teeth of the clamp and the pressure I had to 
exert on it to keep the dildo from extending. My poor nipples paid the price 
as they were continually crushed and released. Tears flowed freely as each 
cycle made my nipples more sensitive thus increasing the pain.
     They sat on the couch watching me and talking about things like I was 
a lab rat or something. Billy didn't participate in the conversation preferring 
to study me more than chat, maybe because he built this monstrosity and 
wanted to see the effects. Emily announced that 5 minutes had passed I died 
a little inside. It had felt like an eternity and only 5 minutes had passed. I 
was trying to focus on my breathing in an attempt to control my pain. It was 
working until my head dipped slightly and boom, the dildo started drilling 
into me. The pain was intense and the worst part of it was I paid for the pain 
in my cunt without any relief for my nipples as the boxes were in the middle 
of the cycle. Tears again flowed freely. It felt like it was going to go all the 
way into my chest this time. Billy nudged Emily to show her how I had lost 
focus on the chain. She looked down at her watch and smiled.
     "Eight minutes gone by Slut, only 22 more to go."
      I had no idea how I could stand this for 22 more minutes. I tried to 
count the seconds to make the time go. I didn't dare let my focus waver 
again. When Emily announced 10 minutes I was sure that I would be insane 
before I got off this chair. My breathing was laboring under the strain. 
Slowly the cycle continued, crushing and releasing my nipples until I started 
babbling into the gag. When I couldn't take it another time I released the 
tension on the chain and let the dildo have its way with me, anything to give 
my poor tortured nipples a break. I regretted that almost immediately. My 
body jerked and quivered at the intrusion. I lasted for three cycles before I 
pulled hard on the chain to stop the chair and start the boxes on my nipples 
again. I was almost on the verge of complete collapse when Emily moved to 
me and whispered, "Well Cunt, did you learn your lesson?" I nodded yes as 
much as I could. "Will you do anything for me if I let you get off the chair?" 
A bigger nod yes. "What if I wanted Amanda in your place? Would you give 
her up?" The explosion of emotions tore at my chest as badly as the dildo 
did. I couldn't do this to Amanda, she's my baby. But if I spend another 15 
minutes in this chair I'll go crazy.
     Totally defeated at that moment I gave my soul to Emily by nodding 
yes. "Well I'll be damned I never thought you would. OK Slut someday I 
might hold you to that but for now you will not embarrass me again today 
will you? You do what you're told no questions asked. If you fail me again 
today I will strap you back in here at these setting and leave you for double 
your time, one full hour. Got it?"
     I blinked a yes to her and felt such gratitude for the relief coming that 
when finally unstrapped from the chair I fell to her feet and kissed them. 
Relief was amazing and I was determined that I would not go back. Nothing 
she could have me do would be worse than an hour in the chair.
     "Get up Slut and go fix yourself up in the bathroom around the corner. 
Your makeup and hair are a mess. Fix yourself back up and while you are in 
there use your lube on your asshole. Use a lot I think you are going to need it 
today."
     With a hurried yes Mistress I slipped around the corner and into the 
bathroom. What confronted me in the mirror was a fright. Makeup smeared 
from crying, hair a mess, I was a wreck. Getting busy I fixed the makeup, 
heavier than I am used to but the way Mistress Emily liked it. The hair came 
out OK also, just a little bigger than I am used to but all and all not too bad 
for a quickie job. I worked fast as I was determined not to make her angry by 
being late. I wanted no part of that chair ever again. A small twinge of guilt 
passed through me as I thought of the chair and how I gave everything to get 
out of it. Amanda, well Mistress would never do that anyway. It was just a 
test for me, I am sure of it. I used two fingers and smeared lube all over my 
asshole. Replacing my makeup in the bag and hanging the bag on the hook 
next to my clothes I ran back and fell to my knees at Mistress Emily's feet. 
   She looked down at me and praised me for a good job. Donna handed 
her a dog collar that she placed around my neck and locked into place. A 
leash appeared and was clipped to the collar. Mistress Emily started walking 
and tugged on the leash for me to follow. We moved through the house 
toward the noise at the back. Entering the back yard I could see 20 to 30 
people dressed nicely in various small groups engaged in conversation. One 
other girl was naked on her knees next to the food table. Young men in 
tuxedos were behind the tables serving food and beverage. Several men and 
women turned to look as we approached. Despite my ordeal with the chair I 
wanted to hide my nudity. I was never so embarrassed. They looked me up 
and down. I heard one of the men remark nice tits, another said look at those 
nipples. Little did he know why the nipples were so red and hard.
     A shorter, balding man approached us and Mistress Emily hugged him 
and called him Tony. She handed my leash to him and told him I was the 
service cunt of the day.
     "You go with Tony and obey all his commands as if they were mine. 
He will let me know if you fail and you know what that means."
     Tony pulled the leash and I started to follow him..............
   
     To Be Continued.......................................

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      Jane - Chapter 10
        "You know what it means to be the 'Service Cunt'?"
        "No Sir."
        "Well sweetheart here's the story. This little shindig is catered by 
yours truly. The staff that is serving comes from the frat where I am a house 
father. That same frat is the brother frat to the sorority that your Mistress and 
Donna are past presidents of. The deal that the kids work under is that they 
will do the serving and the sorority provides a 'Service Cunt' to entertain 
them on their breaks. Usually its one of the sorority pledges, today it's you. 
Got it?"
        He led me into a tent on the side of the property that he was using as 
a staging area for the servers. In one corner was a picnic style table. He 
stopped at the table.
        "You're a little old to be a pledge, personally I don't really care why 
you are here. My boys are going to start coming in and you are going to do 
what they want, suck or fuck, any hole. They ask, you do, no questions, got 
it? Any problems I send you back to your Mistress, no second chances. From 
what she said as we left I can assume that you would find that very 
unpleasant, neither one of us wants that so just what they tell you too, 
whatever it is. The boys are pretty easy to please but they are young and 
recharge fast. They get 10 minutes break every hour. I'll stagger the breaks 
so that the most you will have at one time is 2, any questions?"
        Blushing from head to toe at what I knew was coming I shook my 
head no. I couldn't look up, both from shame and out of fear of the chair if I 
screwed this up. I would do anything to stay out of the chair.
        "That's pretty funny. Here you walk out into a party buck naked on a 
leash. And you pick now to blush? I'll never get the whole Dom/sub thing 
with you girls. But I'll take the benefits. Get on your knees and get my cock 
out. Let's see what you got before I let my kids inside.
        I quickly kneeled in front of him and fished out an average cock 
from his pants. I was determined to please him so I attacked his cock with 
my tongue. Sucking and licking, I reached in a cradled his balls. I saw a light 
come on to my right and glanced that way. It was the naked girl I had seen in 
the yard. She had a video camera in her hand and was pointing it at me. I 
wanted to say something to her but thought better plus Tony had placed a 
hand behind my head and was pulling me farther onto his shaft. I opened 
wide as his cock was an average length but it had grown quite thick as it 
hardened. He moved until my nose was buried in his public hair. He kept in 
there and sighed.
        "Hey bitch you are good at this. You can come suck my cock 
anytime. God I really do love this job."
        Tony started pistoning his hips, fucking my mouth with long and 
deep strokes. It didn't take long for me to feel the hot cum squirting against 
the back of my throat. Tony bucked and ground himself against my face as 
he came. I had no choice but to swallow as fast as I could to try and keep up.
        "Oh baby, that was sweet. You can count on me coming back for 
another one of those. I'll start sending the boys in on break. They want to 
fuck that cunt, you fuck them good. They want ass you give them ass. You 
remember one fuck up and out of the tent you go. No excuses and no second 
chances, I don't care how good you are at sucking cock."
        With that he turned and left me kneeling there. I looked at the young 
girl with the camera. She looked over the top of it at me. 
        "Hi, I'm Georgia. Mistress Emily sent me in to video all the action 
today. I'll help you to get through this today if I can. The boys will be OK 
but it's a lot of fucking if you aren't used to it. I was the 'Service Cunt' at 
the last Munch. The trick is to get them to switch up on you, if your cunt is 
getting sore start really working hard at sucking them off. Get it in your ass 
too. That will help."
        "Georgia how old are you?"
        "18 just turned last month. Look, I know why I am doing this. I am a 
pledge at the Alpha sorority. Almost everyone at Alpha started right here. 
Mistress Donna says that to be a top you have to learn by being a bottom. 
All pledges go through this. It's not so bad really. The sex is great and the 
brothers really watch out for you on campus. No one fucks with you, ever. I 
get all the help I want for classes and if my grade average falls below 3.5 
Mistress Noelle will cane me in front of everyone so no way I am letting that 
happen. That shit really hurts."
        I couldn't tell her that there were things that had to be far worse than 
the cane. But I had never been caned so I wasn't sure. The first boy walked 
into the tent. A little nerdy but kind of cute, he went to Georgia but she 
pointed to me. He looked at me, puzzled. I am thinking that he wasn't 
expecting someone my age. But his cock was out in the flash and he waved 
it in my face.
        "I want a blowjob granny."
        I wanted to correct him that I was not a granny but remembering 
what Tony had said about no second chances I swallowed my pride along 
with his cock. I tried to use all my skill to get him off as soon as I could. 
And true to form he didn't last but for about one minute. Surprisingly as he 
came he pulled out of my mouth and sprayed his cum in my face and hair. 
He wiped his cock on my hair and zipped up, without a word; he turned and 
left, whistling to himself. I started to clean myself as it was dripping down 
my face.
        "Don't do that. You are not allowed to clean it if they cum on you. 
You have to wear it."
        Two more boys quickly appeared at the tent opening. The taller of 
the two extended a hand to me and helped me off he ground. He spun me 
around.
        "Oh look George we got us a MILF. Nice tits MILF. Let's fuck."
        George was already dropping his pants and exposing a hard cock as 
the other boy bent me over the edge of the table. George walked up behind 
me and with no ceremony rammed his cock home. The other boy moved to 
the front of me and stuffed a cock into my mouth. My cunt was still sore 
from the chair but their fucking got me going real fast. My tits were crushed 
under me, dragging on the rough table as they got into a rhythm, both 
thrusting into me at the same time. Even after everything that had happened 
to me today my body was still heading to the edge of an orgasm that I really 
didn't want. I was afraid of it and I was right to be. My abused body started 
into the throws of the largest orgasm of my life. 
      I don't remember much about it. Looking back at the tape I was 
shaking and shuddering. I could see the color drain out of my face. Even 
with his cock in my throat I could hear the screams I was making. The boys 
were high fiving each other over my back at making me cum. George came 
in my cunt as I lay there still out of it from the orgasm. The other boy moved 
behind me and was mumbling something about sloppy seconds as he entered 
me and began to pound away. His pace was tremendous, cock ramming in 
and out of me, balls slapping against my clit so hard it hurt even through the 
haze. Thankfully it didn't take him long to add his cum to his friends. They 
both presented their cocks to me for cleaning but I was so out of it I didn't 
understand what they wanted. Thankfully Georgia put the camera down and 
did the cleaning for me. They left happy and content. Georgia reached down 
and lightly slapped my face to try and bring me back. I looked up at her with 
glazed eyes.
        "Come on. Focus. If those guys left without cleaning them, you 
would be screwed. Get your shit together." I pulled myself back up as the 
next boy came in. Thankfully he wanted a blow job from me and came 
pretty quick. Again he came in my hair and face, adding to the mess I was 
becoming. All the cocks began to blur together and pounding I was taking 
was putting me into a stupor. I lost track of the number of boys that came in 
the tent. To me it became just one long, continuous line of cock. Most were 
polite but demanding, they let me know what they wanted and expected me 
to do it and I did. I spent the afternoon on my knees sucking cock, on all 
fours getting it in the ass or cunt, sometimes on my back with a cock in both 
ends at the same time. 
      Some of the boys came back two and three times. I remember one in 
particular because his cock was huge. He slipped in behind me and pushed 
into my abused cunt. As he entered me my breath left in a whoosh. The 
walls of my cunt were stretched to the limit. It felt like a baseball bat was 
being pushed in and out of me. I felt my cunt gush fluid as his cock rammed 
in and out. It was so big that from behind he would bump up against my 
battered cervix when he buried it inside me, causing a delicious amount of 
pain and pleasure that quickly triggered a huge orgasm. I know I came at 
least twice before he pulled out, maybe more. And I know he came back for 
seconds. 
      One of the boys was really into humiliating me. He started by bending 
me over the picnic table and ramming his cock up my ass. After several 
strokes he would pull my head back by my hair and stuff his cock down my 
throat.
      "You like sucking your own shit you dumb Cunt? I hope so cause you 
are going to get a lot from me." He continued to use me this way, pulling 
hard on my hair and making me clean his cock after a few strokes in my ass 
for his full 10 minutes, finally coming in my mouth. "Here it cums you 
dumb fucking whore, drink it you shit sucking cunt." He used my hair, 
pulling hard, to bury his cock in my mouth until he finished. "Good job 
Granny, I'll be back." And we did come back doing the same thing again 
about an hour or two later.
        By the time they stopped coming and Tony came back I was totally 
exhausted. A lot of people talk about exhaustion, I know I had, but this was 
the real thing. Every single muscle hurt, my tits were red, puffy and 
scratched from the mauling and being dragged across the rough picnic table. 
My cunt was swollen and sore to the touch. So was my asshole. But in spite 
of all that I could not even begin to count the orgasms that I had. It seemed 
to me that most of the afternoon was one continuous orgasm.
        "Damn Bitch you're a mess, look at you. Well the boys are happy 
and they are cleaning up the party now so your job is almost done. You just 
have one more cock to suck, mine."
        I had cum leaking out of my ass and cunt as I got back on my knees 
in front of him and got his cock back out for the last blowjob. It was all I 
could do to muster enough energy to do the job but the fear of the chair gave 
me the strength to get through. Thankfully he didn't last long and he didn't 
add to the mess. He popped a load straight down my throat and zipped 
himself back up. Looking down at me with a sarcastic grin, "I'll see you 
again I'm sure Cunt and I'll be looking forward to it. Help her back to 
Emily."
        With that order to Georgia he left the tent. Georgia gathered the 
tapes and the camera and helped me get to my feet. I was wobbly and 
without her help I am not sure I would be able to stand.
        "Sit down for a minute and rest. Get your shit together and then we 
will go out and find Mistress Emily. But don't take too long. I'm not getting 
in trouble for you."
        I didn't have any energy reserve left but I gathered myself as best I 
could and leaned on Georgia to get up. Walking out under my own power 
we moved back out to the main lawn. The party was still in full swing. The 
look of distain from the other women at the party was burning into me. I 
heard several calling me a slut, whore, stupid bimbo, slut granny and a few 
other awful ones that I can't even remember. The looks from the men were 
different, hungry, curious, greedily drinking the evidence of my afternoon 
debauchery. It didn't take long for us to find Mistress Emily and without a 
word I dropped to my knees at her feet. Georgia handed her the camera and 
tapes and curtsied. She asked permission to find her Mistress and Emily 
dismissed her. In a flash she was gone.
        "Well Cunt, you had a busy afternoon. Did you enjoy it?"
        "Yes Mistress." I lied well, well maybe it wasn't a total lie.
        "Well don't you think that you should thank me Cunt? Where are 
your manners? Aren't you supposed to thank your Mistress for giving you 
orgasms? Do you need more correction?"
        Fear blossomed at the last statement. Not the chair. I fell to her feet, 
thanking her and begging forgiveness for my transgressions. When she 
accepted my apology and absolved me for the transgression I felt a moment 
of genuine gratitude and joy toward her.
        "Get up Slut, time to take you home. We can go watch the highlight 
reels with your husband. I am sure that he will want to see every moment. I 
have to stop at home first though. Go out to the door and get dressed. Wait 
for me there."
        I nodded and moved on wobbly legs out of the yard and back to the 
front door. I met Billy in the kitchen. He smiled at me and asked if I had a 
tough afternoon.
        "Yes Sir, it was a little tough but I survived." I didn't even think to 
lie or sugarcoat my answer.
        "Well you know I'm kind of sorry about the whole chair thing. I 
know what mom wanted it for but the design can be used to extend a lot of 
pleasure too. Set the rod a lot lower. Turn up the vibrator and set the nipple 
boxes on a lighter setting and I can give you orgasms all day long."
        He had moved closer to me and started to play with my nipples as he 
spoke. As embarrassed as I was to be handled by a stranger in such an 
intimate manner, it still started my cunt flowing again. I blushed hard as he 
continued to tease and pull my nipples. He noticed and smiled at what was 
an obvious contradiction. 
        "Don't lose that innocent quality. It is one of your most interesting 
features. Well and those tits too. You cunt looks pretty sore but I want to see 
you cum, can you finger yourself for me?" 
      I nodded and pushed a finger in my sensitive cunt for him. I was so 
embarrassed to be doing this in the kitchen. He never stopped lightly pulling 
and tugging at my nipples as I fingered harder and faster. He seemed to 
sense my reaction to the humiliation.
      "So here you are in a strange house, naked, fucking yourself for 
someone you met a few hours ago. Did you think you would be doing this 
last week? I don't think so. But I can see you love the humiliation, don't 
you? Well Emily will give you plenty of that. Spread your legs wider; that's 
it; show me that cunt, show me what a nasty girl you are. Boy, does it looked 
well fucked. Do you even know how many boys fucked you today? Get your 
fingers in it and scoop out some cum. I want to see you eat it."
      Doing as he asked my fingers brought a huge pool of juice, mine and 
the boys on my fingers. I licked and sucked them until they were clean, then 
I put them back inside me again. Pumping in and out until I came in a long 
rush.
      "Ahhhhhhhhhh................GODDDDDDDDD"
      "Clean your fingers now."
      Obediently I licked and sucked the cum off until they were clean.
      "Now go ahead and do what Emily told you too. I don't want to be the 
cause of you getting in trouble again."
        He swatted me on the ass as I thanked him for the consideration he 
was showing me. As quickly as I could I dressed and waited at the front 
door. I was hoping that Mistress Emily would have told me to clean up but 
she had not and I was not about to take the initiative and do it and worry 
about risking her wrath. But I still couldn't see anyone looking at me like 
this and not knowing what I had been doing. I had gobs of cum in my hair 
and drying all over my face and upper chest.
        Mistress Emily came out about 5 minutes later and led me by the 
leash to her car. I got in and we hit the highway.
        "I know that cunt got a real workout today but in my car you display 
it and play with it Slut. I want that to be a standing order that you do as soon 
as you get in regardless of the situation. I'll tell you if I don't want you 
doing it. Get busy."
        I pulled my skirt up and lightly started rubbing my sore clit. It was 
plain to see all the fluids leaking out of my cunt onto the seat. It took a long 
time for me to start to enjoy what I was doing to myself. I was just spent. My 
cunt just started to respond as we pulled into Mistress Emily's driveway. 
Thankfully she leaned over and removed the dog collar before we left the 
car.
      "Get on your knees outside the car and clean that seat with your 
tongue Slut. Your cunt leaked all over it." 
      I was sure as I kneeled and licked the seat that anyone had full view of 
my cunt from behind. The skirt was too short to cover me in this position. I 
lapped it up like a dog until nothing was left. Emily then got out of the car 
and headed to her door with me following close behind.
        I remembered the rules and striped inside the front door. Mistress 
entered and headed inside leaving me at the front door. I found her in the 
living room doing something with a tape machine. Rachael was sitting 
watching TV. She looked up at my entrance and smiled at me.
        "Oh Mrs. D. you look like you had a rough afternoon."
        "I'm making copies of the tapes. Watch them and see Rach. I 
stopped in a couple of times to watch her and she had cock in her holes all 
day."
        I just hung my head and stood next to Mistress Emily. I never saw 
her in the tent. How could I have missed her? Who else did I miss?
        "You are taking her home like that Em?"
        "Yes. Call Amanda and set it up to go get her in an hour. She can 
spend the night here and I can get some time to explain the new rules to 
Joe."
        "You are going to be here for an hour then?"
        "About an hour yes, I want copies of these tapes here before we 
leave. If I call you with issues, you take these to Donna and she will know 
what to do with them."
        "No problem Em. I have time to get another licking from the slut 
then?"
        "God, Rachael, you little nymph, haven't you had enough today?"
        Standing up and pulling down her shorts revealed that she wasn't 
wearing panties. She sat back down and hooked her finger at me, spreading 
her legs and pointing at her pussy.
        "You know better Sis. I never get enough. Come on Mrs. D. get 
busy."
        Knowing what she wanted and with Mistress Emily turning and 
leaving the room without further comment I knew what I was to do. I moved 
to her and kneeled between her open legs.
        "Now you remember how I like it, right Mrs. D? Do a good job for 
me."
        It amazed me that being called Mrs. D. in this situation felt more 
humiliating than being called a cunt or a slut. I licked around her clit hood 
and slowly moved up and down her hairless slit. In no time she was very wet 
and I could see already how this was going to end. Sure enough a few 
minutes of licking and sucking was rewarded with a large whoosh of air 
from her lungs and a large amount of fluid from her pussy on my face.  The 
amount of liquid coming out of her was amazing. It was warm and sweet 
smelling on my face. She came as much as any man I had ever seen and 
lately I had seen a lot of cum. Her thighs rippled as the orgasm rode up and 
down her body.  Finally coming back down Rachael opened her eyes and 
smiled at me.
        "Mrs. D. you sure you never did a girl before? You are damn good. I 
need a little water, you making me squirt like that I will dehydrate fast. And 
we have time for another before Em takes you away. Stay right there, I'll be 
right back."
        I waited on my knees as she got up and headed for a drink. I touched 
my pussy and was surprised to find that eating her had added to the mess 
that was my cunt. I got aroused. How the hell could I get aroused after all I 
had been through today? My body was betraying me again. All I wanted to 
do is go home and go to bed and here I am getting wet from eating teenage 
pussy.
        Mistress Emily came back in and did something to the machine. She 
looked at me and amused smile came to her lips. "Boy and I thought that 
you were a mess before. I have never seen a girl squirt like my sister. You 
like it Cunt? I hope so because you are going to be eating her pussy a lot. 
She is a little nymphomaniac. Once she gets hold of you she will have you 
licking her all day long."
        The thought of me on my knees all day seemed to amuse her further 
and she laughed. "Poor little housewife. It's really not so bad. This is where 
you belong. It's what you were born to be. But I really don't give a shit 
whether you believe it or not at this point because after your show this 
afternoon I own your ass. You will get to see why when we go see your 
hubby. This is going to be so much fun."
        I couldn't bring myself to look at her but given what I had done but I 
really didn't understand what she was talking about. Joe would never give 
me up. I understood the leverage that she thought she had with the pictures 
but surely not enough to make Joe give me up. He would never do that.
        Rachael came back into the room and plopped down a half empty 
glass of water. She pulled her shirt off exposing her perfect 34B breasts. 
They stood high and proud on her chest topped with perky, perfectly shaped 
nipples.
        "I'm going to rest a minute Mrs. D. Suck on my nipples while I do 
that. I'll tell you when to get started again on my pussy. I'd pull you tight 
but I'm not touching your hair. She giggled at her joke and I had to smile a 
little bit also. I had to be a real mess by now. I could feel the cum all over in 
my hair and it was drying all over my face as well. I sucked and nibbled on 
her nipples as she leaned back and sipped her water. She nudged me to 
switch breasts so I moved over to service her other one. After a few minutes 
Rachael motioned me to go down on her again. I kissed down her flat 
stomach to the top of her mound. She moaned her approval of my actions as 
I licked lower and lower rimming her slit. Time slid by as I continued to lick 
switching between her clit and inside her pussy.
        "Get your own hand busy Mrs. D. I want you to cum for me."
        I pulled back and tried to explain that I didn't think I could again 
after this afternoon because I was so sore. As soon as the words came out of 
my mouth her demeanor changed completely. She reached out and slapped 
my face hard.
        "I didn't ask you for your lip Mrs. D. I told you that I wanted you to 
cum. I tell you to work that old, smelly, cunt and cum for me, you work that 
old snatch till it cums Bitch. You run off at the mouth one more time to me 
and I'll whip your cunt till you wish you were dead. Now I'm going to lean 
back and your going to lick me till I cum and play with yourself till you 
cum. Get to it Mrs. D."
        My face stung and the humiliation and shock set in hard. I couldn't 
get over the change in her. I dipped my fingers into my cunt as I licked and 
sucked her back to the edge of an orgasm. I was beginning to hate my body. 
It responded immediately to the humiliation and abuse. My cunt, the same 
one that was so sore in the car, was responding to my touch in ways I didn't 
think it could. I licked and sucked on her clit as she ground herself into me. 
Rachael's orgasm exploded on me and drew out my own. It was hard, heart 
stopping one but I was so scared of her that I didn't loose focus on her 
needs. Of course I couldn't keep my orgasm totally quiet either. As she 
pushed me away I fell back on my butt and looked up at an amused Emily 
staring down on me.
        "Are you finished Rach? We have to go. It's going to be my turn 
soon. I haven't had one all day."
        "She's good at it Sis. Did you hear her giving me some shit about 
how she was too sore to play with herself and cum for me?"
        "No I didn't and I'm not saying its right but I'll discipline her later. 
Cut the slut some slack. She had more sex today then she had in the past two 
or three years. Now get up and get dressed and go get Amanda out of there 
so I can take her home."
        "Alright big sis whatever you say." She smiled at me and moved 
around me to get her clothes. I felt scared for Amanda. This girl changed on 
me in an instant, going from nice to insane in a New York minute. I hoped 
that it was just me that caused it and not her real personality. After she left 
the room Mistress put her hand under my chin and lifted my head up so that 
our eyes met.
        "Now I should punish you for that but I'm not going too. I want that 
to be your last lesson on this subject. Right now you don't refuse anyone 
anything ever again. Unless what someone wants you to do defies all logic 
or is going to cause you or someone else permanent damage, just do it. 
Don't make excuses or do it half assed. That is a small price you paid right 
there. I lied to her, I did see what you said and what she did. You deserved it 
and if you did it to me you would beg for that little slap when I got through 
with you."
        Tears started streaming down my face as she continued, "This is the 
last time I will explain this to you. Rachael and I are dominants. What we do 
is control submissive's like you. What you are is a submissive that is 
learning to be a slave. Rachael has a different style than I do but the end 
result is the same, you do what you are told too, no questions, no excuses. 
And compared to a lot of dominants we are very easy to get along with. If 
you did that with Donna or Noelle they would have caned the skin right off 
your ass, or worse. Be a good girl and we will get along fine. Remember, 
last time I say this. Next time it's the chair or worse."
        By the time she was done I was openly weeping. How in the world 
did I get here? Certainly I didn't belong here, did I? How can I go back? I 
wanted nothing more than to just go home and curl up in Joe's arms. I 
needed him to hold me and tell me it was going to be alright. She waited a 
minute till I gathered myself a little bit.
        "Now go get dressed unless you want Amanda to walk in a see you 
like this."
        I practically jumped up and ran to the door to get dressed. No matter 
what else I couldn't let that happen. We headed out and headed out to my 
home. I didn't wait to be told to raise my skirt and play with myself. Emily 
looked at my actions and didn't say anything but inside I am sure she was 
happy with my compliance. Little did I know what was brewing ahead..... 
      
        To Be Continued .............

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      Jane - Chapter 11
        The trip home was torture. My cunt and ass were sore, my jaw 
ached, but the torture was also mental. I hoped that Amanda would be gone. 
But how was Joe going to take all this? We had left on the pretense of a 
shopping trip. I was coming back home a disheveled wreck, cum 
everywhere. How would I explain that? 
      Would I have to explain it? I didn't think I would. I'll bet that Emily 
would not let me talk at all. She had taken over everything. It scared me to 
think like that. I hadn't always been a follower had I? My relationship with 
Joe was 50/50 wasn't it? I had almost an hour to think about it. 
      Maybe she was right. I looked back at my life and the closer I looked, 
the more I saw a submissive looking back. Joe had made the decision on 
where we live. How we live, Joe's choice. Even what movie we go to see, 
most of the time it was Joe's choice. My god, I've been Joe's slave all my 
adult life! The choices I have made were small and of little consequence. 
Anything big that came up I waited for Joe's input to tell me how to 
proceed. Any resistance in my soul started to drain away. I sank slowly into 
the entire experience. What choice did I have? Mistress Emily was right; it 
was what I had always done. Maybe what I was born to do.
        My hand kept busy in my cunt but provided me with no distraction 
or pleasure. While it was true that with all the sex I had this afternoon I was 
"fucked out" but it ran far deeper than that. I had a hollow spot inside and it 
was growing. Looking back at it now it was almost like I went into shock, 
totally emotionally numb. I sat there, silent with my thoughts, my fingers 
diddling with myself until Mistress Emily slapped me lightly across the 
cheek. We were parked in the driveway. I straightened my skirt and got out 
of the car. Stumbling several times before Mistress Emily got underneath 
one shoulder and helped me to the door. She rang the door bell and waited 
for Joe to answer.
        Of all the things that were recorded today his look when he saw me 
was the one thing I wish I did have on tape. Joe's face went from the normal, 
old Joe face to utter stupidity in the blink of an eye. He froze, his mouth 
hanging open, eyes wide and no sound at all until Mistress Emily spoke.
        "Don't just stand there you moron, help me, she's heavy."
        His feet slowly unglued themselves from the floor and came to grab 
me. I fell completely into his arms. He wordlessly hugged me as he half 
dragged, half carried me inside. Mistress Emily instructed him to set me in 
the living room chair. He did and then turned back to Mistress Emily.
        "What the hell happened to Jane? You were going shopping?"
        "Well handsome, we got a little detoured, your little wifey here 
ended up pulling a train this afternoon which is going to provide us our 
evening's entertainment." She held the tape up and waved it at Joe.
        "Trust me, it was quite the sight and before you say anymore you 
should just wait and I can explain while we watch. I think we need to get our 
little slut into the shower. Slut, go ahead and take a shower then redo your 
hair and makeup. Take an hour, no more."
        Joe helped me to the bathroom and helped me undress. He was 
shocked at the condition of my body. I had small fingerprint size bruises and 
scrapes all over my tits; and my cunt lips were swollen to twice their normal 
size, not to mention the condition that my asshole was sure to be in.
        "My god Jane what happened to you? What did you do today?"
        "Ask Mistress Emily. She told you that she would tell you."
        "I'm asking you Jane. What the hell happened?"
        Anger rose in the pit of my stomach for the first time, "You started 
this shit and you have no idea what you did; yet. Mistress Emily told you she 
would tell you and that's it. I can't say a word."
        "Damn it Jane I am your husband. You tell me now!"
        "No. My Mistress told you that she would tell you and after what 
happened to me this afternoon there is no way I'm going against her. You 
want to know you go talk with her."
        At that moment Mistress Emily appeared in the door. "Good girl. 
Now Joe let Slut take her shower and come out and help me with the food. 
Everything will be explained in good time." She reached out and patted my 
cheek obviously happy with my actions. She led Joe out and I turned my 
attention to the water. For the second time today I climbed into water as hot 
as I can stand it. But that seemed like a lifetime ago that I took my shower 
this morning. I lost myself in the feeling of the water, scalding hot, stripping 
the actions of the day away. Emily, by giving me an hour, gave me a chance 
to get back some of the old me. I soaked forever and it did help restore my 
energy. Drying off and looking in the mirror was a shock. My body was a 
wreck. My tits looked like they had been mauled by wild animals. Looking 
away I focused on the task at hand, my hair and make up. After getting 
myself back to presentable I wasn't sure where to go. Should I just go out? 
Heading into the bedroom I thought the smart thing to do is wear my 'home 
outfit'. Quickly pulling on my stockings and garters, half bra and heels I 
straightened out my lines and headed into the kitchen.
        "Slut!! I am so happy with you. You are being very good tonight. I 
am pleased. For remembering your duty you can eat at the big table."
        Joe didn't look pleased but frankly I didn't care at that point. They 
had sandwiches and drinks ready on the table and the smell of food 
reminded me that I hadn't eaten anything all day. Mistress patted the chair 
next to her and I sat. I attacked the food devouring all of it. Nothing was said 
at all by anyone during the meal. The silence was eerie. When everyone was 
finished Mistress bade me to follow her as she headed into the living room. 
She inserted the tape in the VCR and sat on the couch, looking up at Joe she 
patted the couch next to her.
        "On the floor next to my feet Slut, kneel and face the TV. You will 
want to see this. 
        Doing as instructed I waited in anticipation of what the tape would 
show. So much of what I did was a blur to me. The tape came to life and it 
started with me sucking Tony's cock. After he was finished the boys started 
coming in at an amazing pace. The sounds I was making as they used me to 
sate their animal lust were guttural and primitive. Grunts, groans, moans and 
even a couple of encouragements to fuck me harder, (which I don't 
remember at all), were part of my response to the fucking I was receiving. 
They took turns, some in my cunt and mouth. Only a few used my ass. But I 
cleaned all of them when they finished.
        "Now this is the good part pay attention boys and girls."
        The boy had just finished fucking me doggie style and pulled out and 
came around in front of me. He grabbed me by the hair and pulled my head 
up to suck his cock clean. When he was done he dropped my hair and left. 
The camera showed me with my head on the table moaning quietly. My eyes 
were closed. The camera swung to the front as the flap opened and two more 
boys entered. It was easy to see that they were very young, no older than 16. 
They crossed the distance to me fast and dropped their pants. In that time I 
hadn't moved. One came up in front and one behind. When he presented his 
cock to my lips I opened and started sucking. The other one slid behind me 
and drilled into my well lubed cunt. Neither one lasted very long and they 
high five'd each other after they were done. I cleaned the boy that fucked 
me, looking at him the whole time. My heart sank looking at that. I might 
have been able to plead the case that I didn't know what was happening but I 
was looking directly at him as I sucked his cock clean of our combined 
juices. 
        "Oh Slut those boys are 15. You just had sex with 2 minors on film, 
Naughty, naughty Slut, that tape will get you 15 years in jail, at least."
        Whatever hold she had by exercising my fear of losing Joe was 
replaced. This was completely different. No doubt I would go to jail for that. 
She had me cold now. The tape continued to the next boy coming in, he 
rolled me on my back and entered me without a single word.
        "Oh slut you have got me very horny with all this underage fucking 
and I think your hubby has a hard cock also. Come over and lick my pussy 
while we watch the rest of your show."
        Mistress Emily rose up and pulled her pants off. She was naked 
underneath. I pulled myself up and started licking her pussy. I watched as 
her hand went to Joe's pants and rubbed his bulge.  She pushed my head 
back and brought my face up to look at her.
        "Take out your husbands cock, I want to play with it, then you can 
go back to eating me." I reached over and unzipped Joe without looking up 
at him. His cock was hard as a rock as Emily wrapped her hand tightly 
around the shaft and slowly pumped it. She used her free hand to pull my 
head back down between her legs. I licked and sucked her clit until she 
pushed my head away. I glanced over and Joe's rock hard cock was still in 
her hand.
        "Turn around slut and watch yourself on TV. Do not turn around. I 
want some privacy while I fuck your husband. Oh and Slut, get those hands 
busy one in that cunt and one on the nipples. You have permission to cum if 
you can after that performance this afternoon. I know we will be. Maybe you 
can watch us later."
        She was going to fuck him. I knew that was going to happen, didn't 
I? I had known that this morning, but it still hurt me, badly. Between the 
grunting and groaning coming from the TV and the noises on the couch it 
was a sexual sound collage. Still my fingers did little to stimulate me.
        Slap....... Slap ............. Slap.... Slap .... Slap......
      Joe's pace was increasing as I could here the slapping of his balls 
against her pussy. Her grunting as he buried his cock into the pussy that I 
helped to lubricate. The humiliation of listening to my husband of almost 20 
years fucking on my couch while I am forced to watch myself being ravaged 
by so many boys started to work on my mind and my cunt. I could feel 
myself becoming slicker by the moment.
        The large cock boy was just coming into the camera. His cock was as 
huge as I thought it was. At the same time he entered me on TV, Emily 
shouted out her first cum. She was encouraging Joe to fuck her harder as she 
wanted to cum again. Joe's groan quickly followed her prostrations. I had 
heard that groan all my life and knew what it meant. He had cum. 
        Through all the events of the day that single moment is the one I will 
always remember. I know it's such a double standard, I had fucked so many 
men and boys in the last 48 hours I could not count the number. But it was 
different, I had little choice in the matter, I did not do it totally by the force 
of my own will. Joe had a choice, and he made it. Fucking Mistress Emily 
was a matter of his free will.
      There was no way that I would cum again with; would I? My fingers 
were busy but finally my body wasn't going to fail me for now; I hoped. I 
was wrong.
        "Slut, get back up here and clean my pussy. Get your husbands cum 
out."
        I could smell the strong aroma of sperm as I turned and moved in to 
comply. The taste was so strong, the cum was leaking out as I lapped at her 
pussy. I could feel Emily's passion building as I licked her. I continued 
licking and teasing her clit until she orgasmed and pushed my head back. 
        "Nice job Slut, now you have a cock to clean. Get your mouth on it 
Slut."
      Joe had been sitting right next to her and watched me eat her so his 
cock was already semi hard from the show I had put on, now and on the 
tape. I licked the shaft and cleaned their drying cum off it. 
       "Keep going Slut, looks like your hubby likes it. Get him ready for 
me again. I do love a stiff dick and I want to fuck in your bed while you 
watch."
      In the background I could here one of the boys urging another to fuck 
the old cunt harder. The humiliation hit the high note with hearing that, my 
cunt spasmed hard as I licked and sucked Joe's cock. 
      "Good enough Slut. Come on Joe lets go to bed, I need more fucking. 
Slut, turn off the TV and come in the bedroom, stand next to the bed while 
we fuck. I want to hear you cum watching us fuck." With that command she 
got up and took Joe's hand, heading for the bedroom without a backward 
glance. I rose and pulled the tape out of the VCR. Turning off the TV I 
headed back. 
      By the time I got to the bedroom they were lying side by side kissing 
and fondling each other. Joe looked up and I thought I saw a look of anger in 
his face before he turned back to Emily. Emily saw me and patted the bed 
next to her. I moved to the edge and looked down as they continued to play 
with each other. Knowing what she wanted I spread my feet and got my 
fingers busy. She glanced up and looked at my tits. I got that she wanted the 
other hand busy also. My nipples were very sensitive from all the afternoons 
abuse so lightly pulling on them brought waves of pain and pleasure that 
combined with the fingers playing across my clit. 
      I started to feel the pressure building again. Emily moved on top of 
Joe and I could see his rigid cock slowly push into her pussy. As she started 
moving up and down I could see the lips of her pussy riding his cock, 
pulling up and down with the motion of her hips. She would make a few 
slow and deliberate stokes and then move in a slow circle on his cock. As 
she took her time enjoying the fucking she watched me.
      "Get used to this Slut. I like fucking your husband. I can see your 
liking it too Slut. You like watching other women fucking your husband in 
your own bed? Your cunt's leaking; I can see it on your fingers. Pull those 
nipples harder. I want them to hurt for me."
      I moaned as I complied, the pain building the passion between my 
thighs. Emily picked up the pace, bouncing harder and harder on Joe's cock. 
My last orgasm of the day exploded on me as the fucking in front of me 
reached a frenzied pace. Soon after me Emily's orgasm came to a 
shuddering conclusion. She ground down hard on his cock crushing his balls 
with her passion.
       As Emily's orgasm subsided she rolled off Joe's hard on. "I'm tired 
Slut. Get your mouth on that cock. Make your husband cum."
      I moved to kneel on the bed quickly covering Joe's cock with my 
mouth, sucking him as hard and fast as I could. I wanted to get it done. I 
wanted to sleep. I wanted to go back to my life. I guess two out of three ain't 
bad.
      It didn't take Joe long before his load went straight down my throat. It 
was pure reflex to clean him up before I pulled away and sat down on the 
bed.
      Emily broke the silence, "I know that this has been a lot to process 
today for both of you. But I am not going to use the tape to hurt anyone 
unless you two make me. Joe we can do this together right? And have some 
real fun too. Slut can do your bidding when she is home but when I want her 
to serve me, she serves me. If you can live with that we are good. If not she 
goes to jail for a long time and you lose everything."
      "What choice do I have Emily. That tape gets out I'm finished at 
work. So I guess you get your way."
      Finished at work? Oh my god, he did even consider that I would go to 
jail, finished at work my ass. What a selfish bastard.
      "Oh come on Joe. Look at all the fringe benefits. You get me and 
more to come."
      "OK Emily you win. I agree. I'm too tired to argue with you."
      "Good Joe glad to hear it. I'm tired too. I'm going to go home and 
sleep. I'll be in touch. Slut, all the rules that you have been following are to 
remain in effect. You will never know when I will come and check on you. 
You found out what will happen if you disobey me. Be a good little Slut and 
walk me out."
      She leaned in and kissed my cheek. With a kiss for Joe she whisked 
out of the bedroom and headed for the living room. I followed her and 
waited while she got dressed.
      "Display Cunt, do you need to be punished? Did you forget so 
quickly?"
      I snapped into display, again red faced and hoping that she wouldn't 
punish me. After she dressed she instructed me to bend over, grab my ankles 
and turn my ass toward her. I complied and was swiftly greeted with three or 
four sharp slap to my thighs.
      "Now Cunt, I have to spank you. You have to learn to behave. You 
tell me how many times to spank you. Don't choose too low or I'll add a 100 
to the number you give me."
      I didn't want to be humiliated and spanked like this but the thought of 
too low a number was scary enough that I didn't want to risk it. I prayed that 
I was about to do right.
      "Please Mistress I was bad punish me. Will you please correct me? 
Please spank my ass 30 times Mistress."
      "Good girl. I was thinking 15 but 30 is fine Slut. Count them out and 
thank me for correcting you after each one. Ready?"
      "Yes Mistress."  My voice was trembling.
      SLAP.....
      She hit me so hard I involuntary moved forward. 
      "One, thank you Mistress." Tear were welling up as she continued to 
spank me. This was repeated for the next twenty nine times. By the thirtieth 
spank I was bawling like a baby. My ass was on fire and several of the 
spanks had been on my upper thighs and they were no better off. After 
giving me a minute to reduce my blubbering to sniffles Emily spoke again.
      "After you are punished, you thank me and go back to display."
      I snapped to the display position and thanked her for correcting me.
      "Now stop your whining. You deserved it. Now Cunt I want to be 
sure you understand your rules. All of the rules Joe laid out for you are still 
in effect. Difference is that your 'Home Outfit' will be worn at all times. 
You can put on clothes when Amanda is home but that is the only time. And 
the clothes you do put on are the ones that I would approve of.  It's your 
problem to explain to her why you are dressing like the slut that you are. No 
cuming without my permission unless your husband or someone else is 
fucking you. Oh that's right you do not have the right to say no anymore. I 
don't care who it is or where they want to fuck, you fuck. You will never 
know if the person is someone I sent to test you. You know what happens 
then, everybody sees the tape and your life is gone. Now give your Mistress 
a kiss good night and go to bed."
      She offered me her cheek and I kissed it as she asked. She turned and 
left. I stood there for a minute watching her go afraid to move. I let her get 
into her car and drive away before I broke from the display position and 
rubbed my scalded butt. Making my way into the bedroom was an effort. Joe 
was already asleep when I got there. I curled up on my side of the bed, no 
less in the wet spot they left and cried myself to sleep. I was trapped, there 
was no way out. My sleep was thin and restless. I dreamed of cocks and 
cunts. As the sunlight snuck in the window and streamed across my face I 
rolled and looked at Joe sleeping. Why had I seen anger in his face? Did I 
see anger or was it my imagination? 
      Those thoughts left me as I moved. My muscles screamed. I couldn't 
believe how sore my body was. I looked back and could see bruising where I 
was spanked. My tits had bruising all over them. My cunt was red and lips 
were swollen to twice its normal size. I creaked out of bed and headed into 
the bathroom. Looking in the mirror scared me. My makeup was running 
everywhere. I had bites and scratches on my shoulders and neck. 
      What I needed was a bath, a long, hot soaking bath. While I was 
soaking, the steam rising around me, my mind played a tape of the boys 
fucking me. As abused as my body was it still started to respond, my hand 
drifted down and lightly hovered above my clit. The touch was electric. It 
only took a few minutes to get almost to the point of no return. I pulled my 
hand away like it was on fire when I remembered no orgasms were allowed. 
After stopping I thought about it, how would she know if I had an orgasm? I 
could do just a quickie. I would feel so much better. It was almost too 
tempting but the fear Mistress Emily has planted in me was growing all by 
itself.  The orgasm wasn't worth the chance she would find out and the pain 
it would cause me.
      Toweling off was an adventure all by itself as my body was so 
sensitive to the touch. The bedroom was empty when I went back. Joe must 
have got up while I was in the tub. Dressing in my 'home outfit' I moved to 
the kitchen, Joe was at the coffee maker. He looked back at me and that look 
was almost the same as the one I did see last night.
      "What are you wearing that for? This crap is over."
      The body was stiff but I moved to him with the speed that I didn't 
think I was possible. Before I even knew what I was going to do my arm 
raised by itself and struck Joe open handed across the cheek, twice.
      "You rotten, arrogant, bastard!!!! You ignorant, self centered 
asshole!!! This is your fault! You are so fucking clueless it's pitiful!!! That 
woman controls me because YOU brought her here!!! I didn't do it you 
asshole, YOU did. Do you know that she threatened me with the first night? 
YOUR job and YOUR career asshole!! You were too fucking drunk to 
protect me last night and I got ass raped by two men while she took pictures. 
Your job and future was gone pal. History!! She was going to take those 
pictures to your boss if I didn't do exactly what she told me to. And after I 
got raped the first night, it happened again yesterday!! Only with more men 
and you're disgusted with ME?!? Where the fuck were you to help me, 
protect me? Fuck you Joe. Seriously fuck you. This is your fault fuck head 
and now that woman is in charge of me and what I do, not YOU. Got it 
ASSHOLE? She told me to wear this and I am wearing it, just SHUT THE 
FUCK UP!!!!
      At the end of the tirade I collapsed in a sobbing heap on the floor. I 
had never struck anyone in my life and all the emotion built up in the last 
two days came pouring out. Joe stood like a statue, he had no idea what to 
say or do. So I laid there and sobbed until I couldn't cry anymore. 
      I picked myself up and sat down at the table. Joe finally moved and 
brought me a cup of coffee. He sat down next to me, his way of telling me 
he was sorry was to reach out and stroke my hair.
      "Your right Jane, I'm sorry. I got stupid. I never ever thought that it 
would end up like this. I'm sorry you had to suffer. So what do we do now?"
      "WE don't have to do much at all. I have to do exactly what she says 
to do. I have no choice for several different reasons. Maybe she will get tired 
of the game. But for now I am hers. Does that bother you Joe?"
      "Yes it does. You have always been mine and now your not. That's 
hard for me."
      "It's hard for me too. But at the moment I am her slave. You saw the 
tape, she did it to entrap me for her own games but there was more. She 
loves to humiliate and belittle me. I don't think it has gone as far as it is 
going to go yet. You should have seen what she did to me before I went to 
the tent. The chair I was made to sit in hurt me bad. I would have done 
anything to get out of it."
      "She hurt you? On purpose? That's it! I'm going to bitch slap her till 
she begs me to stop."
      "That's a great idea Joe. You go do that and when I go to jail for 
having sex with minors you can be in the cell next to me for assault. That 
will be great for Amanda. Sit down and relax, nothing can be changed right 
now. Some part of me liked the last two days so I will have to draw on those 
part to survive this."
      We both sat there contemplating our future and the past. The images 
from the last two days danced in my head. The silence was broken by the 
ringing of the phone. I answered and it was Mistress Emily.
      "Hi Cunt, miss me? How's your ass?"
      "Yes Mistress Emily and it's a little sore Mistress."
      "Good, that will help you to remember to mind. I called because 
Rachael and Amanda are on the way to your house. Thought I would give 
you a heads up. I want you to dress in the sluttiest clothes you have. 
Something very short for a skirt, no half bra and the thinnest, tightest top 
you own. I want everyone to look at your tits today. The girls are going to go 
shopping and your going to take them."
      "Yes Mistress." I think this was going to be harder than all the sex I 
had for the last two days. Dressed like a whore, right in public, with Amanda 
there to see.
      "Don't fuck with me on this. If Rachael has to correct your clothes 
when she gets there its 30 minutes in the chair at the worst settings I can 
make it. Or we could always let sweet Amanda visit you in jail?"
      "No Mistress I will dress as you wish."
      "You better. I want Amanda to see what a slut she has for a mother. 
Get your hand in your cunt while you are talking to me."
      I reached down and fingered my sore cunt while she continued to 
abuse me on the phone. Sadly I found it wet when I got my fingers there and 
it was getting wetter by the minute.
      "Don't you do anything to hide or cover yourself either Cunt. I want 
her to see the men looking at your tits and cunt. I want her to understand 
what a slut her mother is. I'll bet your cunt is soaked right now thinking 
about it, isn't it? Just thinking about it got you wet didn't it?"
      There was no reason to lie, "Yes Mistress it is wet."
      "Good keep it that way all day and you do what you are told by 
Rachael. Or you know what you will get, 1/2 hour per fuckup in the chair. Or 
maybe I will show Amanda what a cum slut her mother really is and let her 
see the tape."
      "No Mistress please I'll be good. I promise. Please don't do that."
      "I am not going to do anything, whatever happens it will be your fault. 
Always remember that it's you that causes these things to happen."
      "Yes Mistress."
      "Now I want that hand in that cunt every hour today, but no orgasms 
unless Rachael gives you permission. Go get dressed."
      "Yes Mistress, thank you Mistress."
      Hanging up the phone and looking back Joe was sitting at the table 
watching me fuck myself. Without thinking I pulled my fingers out and 
cleaned them off.
      "I have to dress. The girls are coming and they want me to take them 
shopping. Be ready, I have to dress very slutty today."
      "In front of Amanda and Rachael?"
      "Yes. Believe me the threats she made are far worse than letting 
Amanda see me dressed like that and Rachael is no big deal at this point, she 
has seen me at Mistress's condo naked and I had sex with her.
      "With Rachael?"
      "Yes with Rachael. She had me lick her pussy, twice yesterday."
      "Did you like it?"
      "Yes. Again Joe some parts are OK. You know I am a submissive Joe, 
I love to please. That part is true. It's just I would rather submit to you than 
Mistress Emily. Please come into the bedroom with me so I can get dressed. 
They will be here any minute and I have to be dressed."
      We moved to the bedroom and I stripped off my half bra. I had a 
white stretch top that was too small for me and a black, pleated skirt. The top 
fit me like a second skin, the contour of my tits and my nipples were plainly 
visible. The skirt was only a few inches below my ass cheeks. I would have 
to be careful if I sat or bent over. Finishing the outfit with black pumps and 
looking in the mirror it was hard to believe I was going out dressed like this. 
My brain screamed, 'WHORE'. But it was not my choice to make.
      "Wow Jane. I don't know what to say. I know you have too but damn. 
You are one sexy slut."
      "Thank you Master."
      "You don't have to call me Master Jane."
      "I want too Master. Please? It keeps me balanced."
      "OK honey. From now on you call me Master. I do love it. I love you 
too. You know that."
      "Yes Joe I do. I love you too. Sorry I hit you today."
      "It's OK, I deserved it. I was being a real asshole. And I am sorry I 
got you into this. I promise I will figure a way out for us."
      "OK Master I'm ready. I hope that Amanda doesn't freak out on me."
      I moved to the kitchen as the front door opened and the girls came in. 
I saw the look of shock come over Amanda's face. She stopped and looked 
me up and down. Rachael bumped into her because she stopped so quickly. 
This got Amanda moving again. They moved in the living room. 
      "Mom we are going shopping you can't go like that."
      "I'm sorry you don't approve dear but your father picked it out."
      Rachael looked at me and whistled, "Wow Mrs. D I think your 
smokin today. Let's go shopping."
      "Mom you can't go out like that. I can see your nipples right through 
that top."
      "Now Mandy your mom is a hottie. Leave her alone. Let her strut it if 
she wants too. If your dad's OK with it then who are you?"
      "It's gross Rachael."
      "Leave her alone."
      No one had ever been able to call Amanda, 'Mandy' ever, she hated it. 
At least the outfit was to Rachael's liking, one less thing to worry about. 
Amanda had a pout on her face as they headed up to her room.
      "We will be down and ready to go in a minute Mrs. D. We can take 
my car."
      "OK Rachael. I'll wait here for you two."
      I stood there worrying about the day, fussing with the dress. Not that 
pulling at it would make it any longer. God please let today not be too bad 
for me. I heard the girls bounding down. Both were dressed very 
conservatively, sweatshirts and baggy jeans. The contrast made me look 
even sluttier.
      "Ready Mrs. D.?"
      I nodded and we headed out to the car.
      
      To Be Continued...................................

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      Jane - Chapter 12
      
      The trip to the mall was pretty quiet. I could sense Amanda's 
disapproval of me. The dirty looks she flashed me getting in the car were 
humiliating along with not being able to cross my legs was putting my cunt 
on display for her and everyone else in the front seat. Thankfully she never 
glanced back during the trip. I knew I looked like a whore, but I couldn't tell 
her why. I know it was such a change for her to see me like this. The 
reaction that Amanda was having was normal I guess. I was trying not to let 
the humiliation show now figuring it had to get worse. I was right.
      Rachael stopped and we headed in. My breasts were bouncing free 
and skirt flying high with every step and the girls being in sneakers could 
move much easier and faster than I could. It was hard to keep up, so I was 
jiggling everywhere. The skirt was short and riding up with every step 
causing me to fight to keep it down. Almost every person that we passed 
stopped to look at the spectacle that was me. I tried not to make eye contact 
with anyone as it was to embarrassing to contemplate; my focus was to keep 
following the girls.
      We stopped at several shops were I went through several changes of 
clothing for Rachael's approval. Some of the things looked good on me, the 
style was a bit young but not too bad. Others were outright scandalous. 
Rachael made sure that everything purchased fit extremely tight and was 
very short. 
      Every store I was forced to model everything she wanted me to buy. 
One store for younger women was packed and each outfit seemed more 
risque than the last. To top it off she sat near the front with the changing 
rooms in the back.
      "Here Mrs. D. try this."
      The dress was shorter that the one I had on and it was a one piece 
clingy dress. Walking back I could see the stares of the mom's and hear the 
whispers. With the dress on I may as well have walked out naked. It was too 
small and clung like a second skin. Even the manager and the sales clerks 
stopped to look. Of course I had to stand and pose for Rachael. Amanda 
wouldn't even look at me. Needless to say it was one that Rachael picked 
out.
      Next was the trip to get something to eat at the food court. It seemed 
like every person there was staring at me. My nipples were very erect and 
plainly visible through the material of the dress. All the stares and whispers 
made them even harder. Not helping my arousal level was the trips to the 
ladies room to masturbate that Rachael sent me on. After 3 hours of 
humiliation and three trips to the bathroom to play with myself Rachael 
mentioned it was time to go. Sadly my body had betrayed me the whole time 
even when my mind had not. My thighs were wet with secretions from my 
cunt. It wasn't plainly visible in the mall but as we moved out into the sun I 
could see the sheen. So could the girls.
      "Jesus Christ Mom. Look at you. What the fuck is wrong with you?"
      I had no answer as we stood near the car. What could I say to her? I 
just lowered my head and stood there.
      "What's up your ass Mandy? Leave your mom alone. So what; she 
got a little horny? You saw the attention she was getting in there. Tell me 
that don't make you horny when it happens to you? I know it does so chill 
out."
      "It's still fucking gross Rachael. She's my mom for Christ sakes. 
Dressed like a whore and leaking all over herself. What the fuck is going on 
Mom?"
      Rachael moved to our side of the car. "Get in the car Mrs. D, now."
      I complied by scooting in the door she had opened. After closing the 
door behind me she got very close to Amanda's face. I could not hear what 
she said to Amanda but whatever it was she got her attention right away. I 
could see the same anger rising in her that I got a taste of the other night. I 
was torn. One part of me wanted very much to run to my daughter's defense. 
The other was simply terrified of Rachael and what was happening to me 
and my family. 
      Amanda only made one attempt to interrupt Rachael. She quickly cut 
her off and continued to whisper directly to Amanda. Rachael stopped and 
glared at Amanda. Amanda lowered her eyes and got into the car. Rachael 
followed and we drove home in complete silence. The only thing that was 
said in the car was by Rachael when we got into our driveway.
      "Thanks Mrs. D. We have to do this again soon. Why don't you go 
inside and clean up. Amanda will be in soon."
      I sat for a second not sure what to do. It was plain that she wanted 
time alone with Amanda. I didn't move until catching her eye in the rear 
view mirror. I knew the way she looked at me there was no choice. Amanda 
made no move to follow me but the sound of Rachael's voice rising was 
plain as I entered the house, moving quickly to the bathroom to clean myself 
up. The wetness had almost reached my knee. I stopped while there and 
fingered myself. It didn't take long to build up to the orgasm that had been 
in the background all day long. I moaned out loud, stopping just short of 
orgasm, wondering not for the first time if I did cum how would Mistress 
know. Somehow the logic of the argument was outweighed by the fear of the 
punishment if I was somehow wrong.
      Amanda came into the house as I was coming back into the kitchen. 
She looked directly at me and apologized for the way she acted today.  Not 
waiting for a reply she turned and bounded up the stairs. I knew exactly 
where the apology came from, Rachael. The part that worried me was the 
extent of Rachael's influence over Amanda. Was she dominating her in 
some way? It seemed to be true after the events of the day. Still after the past 
couple of days I would take any victory I could get and Amanda telling me 
she was sorry for anything was a major victory. She had grown distant from 
me since she turned 17, arguing constantly and picking any side on a topic as 
long as it was the opposite one from me.
      The next two weeks went by in a blur. Daily visits to the gym, twice I 
had to suck Charlie's cock after my workout. The second time was the worst 
as Donna came into the office just as I finished cleaning his cock and 
replacing it. She looked at me on my knees, then up at Charlie, who had a 
big grin on his face. By the time her gaze came back to me the surprised 
look had changed to one of scorn. The humiliating circumstance caused me 
to blush, cringe and get all the more sexually frustrated at the same time. 
      Her treatment of me was sharper, more distant in the following 
workouts. I could feel her eyes on me wondering why I would do that I 
suppose. Or maybe I was just being paranoid. Could be she just thought I 
was some married slut. I know if I were in her shoes that what I would think.
      Mistress Emily called everyday with different instructions and tasks. 
The one that never varied was that every hour I had to masturbate, but not 
orgasm. I was almost crazy by the end of the fourth day. My body was on 
the edge day and night. I couldn't sleep. I couldn't eat. Any concentration on 
even the simplest task was impossible. I burned dinner, washed laundry in 
the wrong water, and forgot things. Nothing but my cunt mattered and she 
wouldn't let me have the release I so desperately needed. Even Joe was not 
allowed to make me cum. I did give him several blowjobs and Mistress 
stopped by twice after work and fucked him while I waited in the corner, 
face first, like a little girl, listening to them. She would call me in after they 
were finished to clean them both up, berating me and humiliating me about 
doing it with my husband. 
      The really sad part was during the whole process I would get so wet 
that it was like someone turned a faucet on between my legs. By the time she 
left it had traveled half way down my thighs, past my stocking tops.
      The call came on a Friday afternoon, "Hi Slut. You dressed 
correctly?"
      "Yes Mistress, I have my 'home outfit' on right now."
      "Good girl, get your hand in that cunt and play while I talk. I am 
throwing a party tonight. You and Joe are invited. When you arrive, do not 
remove your clothes at the door. Follow Joe in just as you are. I want you to 
wear the outfit that is going to be delivered to your door this afternoon. Give 
the delivery person a good show. Now make sure that you do a good job 
with your makeup and hair. If you do a really good job tonight I am going to 
allow you as many orgasms as you can have this entire weekend."
      I almost came right there when she told me that. Didn't matter what 
else she wanted or what I had to do. I wanted, no needed those orgasms. 
Replying to her without hearing much of what else she said, inside I was 
almost giddy with excitement. Tonight I could cum, as many times as I 
could. All weekend as a matter of fact. It was all I could do not to dance 
around the phone. After hanging up the phone it took a couple of minutes for 
the excitement of the call to die down and the understanding of what she 
said to set in, if I do a good job doing what? You can be sure that it was 
going to involve a heavy dose of humiliation for me. Sadly the need for 
release was too powerful for me to care.
      Displaying myself to the eyes of the delivery boy was the start of my 
humiliation. I wore my shirt over the outfit but didn't button it. His eyes 
almost popped out of his head as he looked up and down my body. He 
stammered out my name and handed my box to me. Not knowing if he was 
some kind of plant for the Mistress I made no attempt to cover myself even 
though inside I was dying of embarrassment. Closing the door and opening 
the box showed me a very nice black gown. Closer inspection showed a 
beautiful design on the front with rhinestones. It was long and had slits on 
both sides of different lengths. Beautiful open toed sandals that matched the 
dress were also in the box along with a black half bra.
      Taking a long bubble bath to calm myself it also was helpful to steel 
my nerves for the coming night. No way was Mistress going to make it easy 
for me. She had this night in mind for the last two weeks. That's why she 
has been denying me orgasms. Knowing this did nothing to blunt the joy of 
being able to cum tonight. 
      Slipping the dress on was interesting. It fit like a second skin. My 
nipples were plainly visible through the thin material. The sandals had 4 inch 
heels and were hard for me to balance on but I had to admit that they made 
my legs and ass look great. Joe picked that moment to call and told me that 
he would pick me up at seven and not to bother with a sitter for Amanda. 
      Amanda came in the bathroom as I was putting on makeup. I could 
see her look at the dress with distain. But her mood changed quickly with the 
news that she would be left home alone tonight. Joe arrived slightly early 
and made a fast change into fresh clothes. We left promptly at 7.
      "The party is one that Emily has every so often but she wouldn't give 
me any more details. You look great tonight by the way, new dress?"
      "Yes Mistress Emily sent it today with the shoes."
      "Well even if she chose it you still make it look great. You know she 
hasn't done or said anything about you and the slave thing at work. I thought 
that maybe she would try and use it against me but she has been supportive 
of me in every meeting we have had. I can't figure out her game. Maybe she 
does just want to play with us and not use it for personal gain. I just don't 
know how to play her."
      "You may have a choice in 'How to play her', I don't. She talks, I do, 
or have faith, as she will put me in jail and ruin you."
      "You don't think that she would do that to us do you?"
      "Yes Joe I think she would if she had to, but I don't think that is what 
she wants to do. Mistress Emily enjoys the power over me. I can hear it 
when she talks to me. I can feel it when she's with me. I know that she 
doesn't want to lose that but are you willing to risk everything to test how 
far she will take this, are you? I'm not Joe."
      "I understand that Honey. I'm not willing to risk that either but all I'm 
saying is that maybe it's just an empty threat. Maybe it was her way into the 
game. It's like a nuclear weapon. She can't use it; everything would be 
destroyed for her too."
      His logic was right but the fear of my Mistress overrode it. We sat 
quietly until reaching her parking lot. We could hear the party noise as soon 
as we approached the door. Joe knocked and Emily opened the door for us.
      "Welcome. Come on in."
      We followed her into her living room. There were about 30 people in 
various groups having conversations around the room. All of the women 
were dressed beautifully. Some were dressed far bolder than I. All were 
younger than me and very pretty.
      
      "I'm really glad to see you made it Joe, you too Slut. Here, this is 
yours."
      She handed Joe a padlock.
      "This is a lock and key party. Ever been to one?"
      Both of us shook our heads no at that one.
      "Well this is a special event that I have every month or two. Each 
couple gets a lock or a key. Your job is to find the one that fits the one I 
gave you. When you do you switch partners for the evening and hook up for 
some fun. For everyone else here the fun lasts tonight and longer if the 
couples wish but for you guys this is a swap that ends Sunday night. 
Understand the rules? Great, Joe can I borrow Jane for a moment please I 
need help in the kitchen."
      "Sure Emily."
      She led me by the arm into the quiet of the kitchen. "OK Slut here's 
the story. You can call me Emily in front of everyone for now. I want no 
mention of your servitude to me or any sign that it exists. You are not 
allowed to refuse any request from anyone this evening, whatever it may be. 
Understand? Good now go have fun finding that key for your lock."
      She grabbed my arm and led me back to Joe. I was horrified. This was 
a swinger's party. Joe and I looked at each other. We had no idea how to 
start or what to do. Emily had moved off and was chatting in a knot of 
several couples. She was glancing back to see what we were doing which 
was nothing. Thankfully a cute, petite redhead came bounding up to us with 
a handsome young man in tow. She was very full of energy and quite 
friendly.
      "I'll bet you guys are new. We were new last month so I know the 
feeling. Hi, I'm Pam and this is my husband Joe."
      Startled into speech as she extended and kissed me on the cheek I 
kissed her back.
      "Hi I'm Jane and this is my husband Joe."
      Her Joe smiled and kissed me on the cheek the same way Pam had 
and shook hands with Joe.
      "You guys ever swing before? We have a couple of times but the 
party last month was our first real group thing. We have a key can we try 
your lock?"
      Thankfully it didn't open as I was not ready for that. Her Joe was very 
handsome and fit as were most of the men in the room. But I was scared to 
make eye contact not being sure what it might mean. Pam was so bubbly; 
she just kept talking, about swinging, their marriage, how they loved 
Emily's parties, the clothes, everything under the sun. The two Joe's had 
also started a conversation about something also.
      "So this is the first time for you isn't it. You are newbie's right?"
      "Yes Pam we are totally new to this. Never done anything like this 
before."
      "How do you know Emily?"
      "She works with Joe and has been to our house several times."
      "Isn't she great? Joe and I just adore her."
      What could I do but agree. I wanted to tell her that she was a monster 
that was destroying me and my family. I didn't think that news would go 
over well so I kept it to myself.
      "I know that we are a little younger than you guys but I like you Jane. 
Maybe the four of us could go to dinner sometime? I think it would be fun 
and I see the way my Joe is looking at you. He wants you."
      I blushed at the compliment and given the earlier instructions I agreed 
to dinner. 
      "That's great! Let's exchange phone numbers and I'll call you next 
week." She literally squealed with joy and hugged me at my acceptance. We 
turned back to the men and told them about the date. I could see my Joe 
looking at her carefully. She was very pretty and I knew what he was 
thinking but I also did catch her Joe looking at me in the same way. That 
caused a bigger blush to form on my cheeks, knowing he was thinking the 
same of me.
      "Come on let us introduce you to some of the people we met at the 
last party."
      Pam took me by the arm and led us into a big group. I felt way out of 
place here as the women were younger and very attractive. Most were nice 
to us, I could feel a few that saw us as too old but they never said anything. 
They just were polite and indifferent to us. We had several try our lock with 
no key that worked. I was hoping that maybe Emily didn't give our key out, 
making this some kind of test for me.
      I actually started having a good time chatting. It was surprising how 
social most of the women were to me. Pam helped that a lot. She told them I 
was new to the 'lifestyle', whatever that is, and needed help. They all 
responded to that telling me the stories of how they got started and what they 
did, how the parties were and what to do at them and more importantly what 
not to do. 
      Every once in a while a man would come into the circle with a lock or 
a key and try the ladies lock or key. When they matched a wry smile came 
over everyone's face as the man led the lady out of the circle. They would 
round up the other half of each couple and disappear around the corner 
toward the back of the condo.
      After they had gone the remaining girls would talk about the sexual 
habits and prowess of the men that had left, sometimes in praise and 
sometimes not. 
      They all giggled, myself included although at the time I had no idea 
why, when one very handsome man came with a lock that Pam's key 
worked with. Pam and Joe left with that couple shortly after. One of the girls 
held her fingers about three inches apart after they rounded the corner and 
the giggling started. I guess the man that had the lock to Pam's key was not 
very endowed.
      There were only 8 or nine couples in the living room at any given 
time. Couples came and went into the back as locks and keys clicked into 
place. It was not hard to see that the women were coming back after having 
sex. The hair was not quite the same, makeup slightly smeared. Some were 
not dressed as completely as before they left. Several were wearing just bras 
without tops or bra and panties with no dress. Pam came back after an hour 
or so. She was smiling and dressed only in a bra and cute little satin boxers. 
      "Hi cutie, you still out here?"
      "Yes Pam, we haven't found a match yet for our lock. Did you have 
fun?"
      "Well not at first. His dick is tiny and he came in like five seconds. 
But Joe and I shared her and that was a lot of fun."
      She was looking up at me with a sly grin. I knew that she was thinking 
about the same thing with me and it made me blush again.
      "You are cute when you blush Jane. I can't wait to eat you and make 
that blush cover your whole body."
      I was hoping that she wouldn't ask to go now as I could not refuse her 
if she did. Thankfully she didn't press farther. She just held me arm in arm 
and told me about the encounter. Just her telling me about it was making me 
very horny.
      Around midnight Rachael came around the corner with a tall, black 
handsome boy. I was shocked to see her here and with a date. Everyone 
seemed to know them as they made their way toward us stopping and talking 
to everyone. She flashed me the same smile that I saw the first time she 
came to the house. It was beautiful.
      "Hi Mrs. D., Mr. D., how you doing? Having fun? This gentleman is 
my date, Ezekiel. Everyone calls him Zeek."
      "Hello Mrs. D." He had a great smile too and was very handsome. He 
extended a hand toward Joe and they exchanged greetings. They also made a 
big thing of greeting Pam and Joe, like they were old friends.
      "Sorry we missed the beginning of the party, looks like somebody's 
been having fun Pammie girl." She snapped Pam's bra and they shared a 
laugh.
      "Not as much fun as last time with you Rach."
      "Hey we have a key here, who has a lock?" Pam pointed at my Joe. 
She slipped the key in as Joe held it and turned. The hasp sprung free. I went 
into a kind of shock. Rachael? Not Rachael. Now she was going to fuck my 
husband? For the whole weekend? Where? Here? In my house? In my bed? 
Where would Amanda be? Then I considered the other side. OMG, I have to 
go with her date for the weekend? It took Pam to start cheering to bring me 
around. She was happy for us. She didn't understand what this meant.
      I came out of my funk and looked at Ezekiel. He was smiling at me. 
Joe just had a dumb look on his face. He was looking at Rachael. I am not 
sure that he completely understood the gravity of the situation. Rachael 
moved to Joe and took his arm. 
      "Well big boy I guess this means your mine."
      She took my hand and gave it to Ezekiel. "And she is yours Zeek. 
Don't take it easy on her she is a tiger."
      "I am sure she is. Are you a tiger Jane?"
      The blushing started anew as I stammered out a no. Rachael leaned 
over and gave him a kiss on the cheek and whispered in his ear. He pulled 
me gently toward his body and Rachael took Joe by the arm. Looking right 
at me she talked to Joe.
      "You are all mine for the weekend Joe. I hope you ate your Wheaties. 
You are going to need it. I am going to fuck you dry Mr. D."
      Emily walked up with a big smile on her face.
      "Well, I see you found your key Joe. Good luck keeping up your 
going to need it. Zeek, can I borrow your date for a minute please."
      She led me to the kitchen and got very close to my face to whisper. 
"OK Slut, now you can't say no to any request and I do mean any. You are 
allowed to cum as many times as you can this weekend. Zeek is a great kid 
and he will probably offer to let you off the hook if you are not willing. You 
will be very willing or trust me I will know. And if I find out that you were 
not the most willing slut on the planet this weekend I will take your precious 
Amanda and make her finish your 15 minutes on the chair before they haul 
your ass to jail. You remember you gave her up to get off don't you? Well I 
will collect that debt and the settings will be so bad that she would beg for 
the ones you had the last time. Now if you understand what I just told you 
and are willing to keep Amanda out of the chair and yourself out of jail then 
just nod and go back to Zeek. Oh and Slut by the way he can almost keep up 
with Rachael sexually speaking so you are going to be in for a fun weekend 
and don't worry about Joe, Rachael and I will take good care of your 
husband."
      I had no choice but to nod. She knew that I had no choice even before 
the conversation in the kitchen but I think she wanted to rub it in, me giving 
up Amanda. At that moment I determined that no matter how bad it got I 
would never do that again. I moved back to the living room and walked up 
next to Zeek. He looked at me and slid a gentle hand around me resting it on 
my hip. I was scared but that touch and the thoughts of what was going to 
happen later got my juices flowing quickly. 
      Rachael had snuggled up under Joe's arm and she was rubbing the 
front of his pants with Pam. Pam was the one to turn and notice me first.
      "Oh hi there, welcome back. Your Joe has a great cock. Rachael and I 
have been teasing him. I heard you guys are swapping for the weekend? 
That's great; you are brave for your first time. Zeek's great in bed aren't you 
Zeek?" She playfully reached out and rubbed the front of his pants. He just 
grinned and let her rub.
      "They were our first at the last party. He was very gentle with me in 
the beginning. But after he was done Joe said I didn't walk right for two 
days. LOL...."
      Zeek looked at me and smiled, "Ready to go Jane?"
      "Yes Sir whenever you are." I felt all tingly inside. Like this was 
some kind of high school date or something. I still felt a twinge of sickness 
looking at Rachael and Joe together. Finally he spoke up.
      "Rachael, are you sure this is right? You are my daughter's best friend 
and you are young enough to be my daughter. Maybe we shouldn't do this?"
      Thank god finally he had the balls to try and speak out instead of just 
going along with the crowd. I doubted it would help but it did make me feel 
better about him.
      "Oh Mr. D. don't worry about that. This has nothing to do with 
Amanda and I don't care about the age thing one bit. I think you are one 
sexy dude."
      "So do I Joe age is not a big deal to me either. I think you're a hottie."
      I never expected my boat to be sunk by sweet, innocent Pam. Looking 
in Joe's face told me that the vanity gene had kicked in and no more protests 
were coming.
      Zeek saw it too and gently tugged on my arm as he backed away from 
the group. Rachael moved to him and gave him a kiss goodbye. Pam did too 
and then she kissed me, full on the lips, with tongue. I returned the kiss, 
feeling a swoon inside my chest and wetness adding to the swamp between 
my legs. Joe added his kiss to theirs. Not much of one either as I think he 
was already mentally fucking Rachael.
      Zeek took my hand as we walked out of the building and headed for 
his car. The first thing said by either one of us was by him when we reached 
the car. Sure enough Emily was right about him or was it just a plant to see 
if I would follow Mistress's instructions? 
      "Jane you are a beautiful women and I would love to take you home 
with me. But I know most of the story on why you're here. If you want to go 
home it's cool."
      He was sweet, standing there holding the door for me and I could see 
the concern for me written on his face, still I had been fooled before.
      "No Zeek, I want to go home with you."
      "Good, I was hoping you would say that because I want you too." I 
couldn't go home anyway. Joe and Rachael would be heading there. Besides 
Joe was going to fuck the shit or have the shit fucked out of him by some 19 
year old slut. If I am allowed to cum this weekend why the hell not take 
advantage of it? The man seated next to me in the car was very young, 
maybe 21 or 22 at best, very handsome and well built. And he was very nice 
to me so far and to top it off damn it he wanted me. This was the first time in 
three weeks I had the chance or at least the illusion of control anyway, to 
choose my course of action. This boy better hold on cause he is going to get 
the ride of his young life. I giggled at the thought and he looked at me funny.
      "Think of something funny Jane?"
      "No Zeek. I was just thinking of fucking your brains out." I blushed at 
my own boldness. I slid over on the bench seat so that I was right next to 
him. Out of habit I had pulled my skirt out so that my ass was directly on the 
seat. With the slit in the dress I had a lot of thigh showing. His hand came to 
rest on my bare thigh, fingers lightly tracing the skin. The touch was electric 
sending shocks directly to my clit. Being without an orgasm for almost three 
weeks now and playing with myself as much as I have to had a major effect 
on my body. I got wet at the slightest stimulation. I slid my hand over and 
stroked the front of his pants. His cock was already hard. I could feel it 
straining against the fabric of his pants.
      As his hand moved the dress out of the way exposing my cunt I 
almost came. His fingers continued their journey running around my cunt, 
playing with the lips. A low moan escaped my mouth as I buried it in his 
neck.
      "You know Jane I am not much into the whole BDSM thing like 
Rachael is. The only reason I do it is that she likes it, I like her and I get the 
fringe benefits. But you seem like the real thing to me. If you are a slave 
then you are one hot slave. Your pussy is soaked."
      With his fingers playing around me it was hard to form a sentence but 
I tried. "I have been playing with myself every hour without cuming for the 
better part of three weeks now Sir. I am so horny all the time."
      "Why do you do that to yourself and don't call me Sir. I'm not a Sir, 
I'm Zeek."
      "Please Zeek. I don't mean any disrespect, but I have to call everyone 
Sir or Maam. If I get out of the habit and slip in front of Mistress I would be 
in big trouble. Can I please call you Sir Zeek? Please?"
      "Alright Jane you can call me Sir but it's a little weird for me OK. 
Why would you frustrate yourself like that on purpose? I don't get it?"
      "It's my orders from my Mistress. I have to do what she says Sir."
      "But the question is why Jane. This is a free country. Tell her to fuck 
off. You can you know, unless she is blackmailing you or something?"
      It that moment I was pretty sure that Zeek was not a plant for Emily 
but I couldn't be completely sure. If he wasn't he had no idea how right he 
was and for the moment I had to keep it that way.
      "No Sir she is not, but I am a submissive to her. I do what she 
commands me too. I am not sure how to explain it to you other than to say it 
that way."
      "Well I've been around subs at the Sorority but they were like 
Mistresses in training. They were doing what they were told too but you 
could see they hated it. I don't get that sense about you Jane. I feel that you 
might be a little reluctant but you don't hate it do you?"
      "No Sir I don't. It's just what I am, a submissive. I will do anything 
you want Sir."
      I felt his cock stir at the last statement. His fingers had never stopped 
toying with me and an orgasm was close. I stopped talking to savor the 
sensation.
      "Oh god Sir may I cum Sir? You are making me so damn horny."
      "Rule number one no matter what else is happening if you are with 
me and can cum no permission is needed. Rule number two, when in doubt 
see rule one."
      It had been so long and I needed it so bad that the first orgasm was 
small and painful. Still it did bring some relief. 
      We pulled into a spot near his apartment building as I came down. He 
reached for the door and got out. Being the perfect gentlemen by opening 
my door for me was a nice plus. 
      "Ready Jane?"
      
      
      To be continued ...........

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     Jane - Chapter 13
     "What are the normal rules for you when you enter your Mistress's 
house Jane?"
     "She has a clothes hook Sir, right next to the door. I am to strip off 
any outer wear I have on, hang everything there and go find her."
     "Well that might be a bit much for the crowd in there right now Jane. 
So how about you take my arm and I'll do all the talking?"
     "Yes Sir. I'm a little nervous Sir."
     "Don't be, I got you covered. Just the roomies and some friends, they 
are cool."
     "OK Sir." Holding his arm did little to settle the butterflies that had 
taken up residence in my stomach. It was a typical college apartment in most 
respects except for the furniture in the living room. That was pretty high 
quality for college boys. Some of the other art around the room screamed out 
money also. I stored that information for later as I surveyed the human 
contents of the room which consisted of 4 boys and 2 girls. Music was loud 
but not blasting and the TV was on. Zeek had led the way and they all 
acknowledged his arrival with various nicknames. They grew completely 
silent as Zeek brought me around the corner into view. 
     "Damn ZEEK, Rach know you been MILF huntin?"
     "Dude she's the one set this gig up."
     "Damn again Zeek. Why don't you ever set me up like that woman?" 
The large black man that had been talking playfully smacked what must 
have been his girlfriend.
     "Player, you can't handle what I got, she might just kill you."
     That brought a whoop of laughter from the room and a blush to my 
cheeks.
     "Everyone this is Jane. She is staying the weekend with me. So 
everybody be nice to her." He went around the room and introduced 
everyone. Names I had no chance of remembering. I was far too nervous to 
keep them. The girls eyed me with intense gazes that I couldn't really read. 
The boys were easy; I had seen that look all my life. Only difference was 
that this time it was at me.
     "Where the hell is Rach man?"
     "She's with Jane's husband for the weekend."
     "DAMN player, you let your woman do that?"
     "First dude she's a big girl and she does what the hell she wants."
     That brought a murmur of accent from the girls and a mental picture 
to me of Joe and Rachael fucking in my bed.
     "Second, she ain't doin anything that we won't be doin right here, 
right Jane?"
     "Yes Sir."
     "Sir??? She called you Sir? Damn boy you got a slave there?"
     "Well kind of, Jane tell them what you are."
     It became hard to breathe at that moment. I was not expecting to have 
to announce to the room that I was a sex slave. I gathered myself and told 
them that I was a sexual submissive to my Mistress who had loaned me out 
for the weekend to Master Zeek. The room became totally silent while that 
sank in.
     "Yo dude she is your sex slave then?"
     "Yep, sure is." Then came the words I feared most.
     "You sharing her dude?"
     The little girl between the big black mans legs turned to him quickly. 
"Even if he is you ain't getting any of that. You hear me boy? That woman 
is off limits to you player." It was her turn to smack him. Her reaction 
brought a strained laugh to the rest of the room. The real thing was the rest 
were waiting for Zeek's response. 
     The other black girl added her voice to the mix. "Yea Zeek I might 
hang out for the weekend if you share."  
	"I'm not sure what I'm going to do yet. It might be fun. I got to try her 
out first and she what she's got. Tell you what, if she comes out naked or 
almost naked in the morning she's fair game, if she's dressed its hands off, 
deal?"
     I was blushing head to toe. I had a pretty good idea of how he would 
send me out in the morning but I had all night to attempt to talk him out of 
that.
     "Tell you what, how's about a little sample of the goods? Jane, leave 
your dress on the table over there and let's go fuck."
     That turn was something I was not expecting and my feet froze to the 
floor. The mean girl was the first to say anything.
     "Oh look the slut's gettin all red. How can you be embarrassed Bitch? 
Your going to fuck Zeek and we all know it, we are all going to hear it and if 
you get out naked tomorrow we all gonna see it anyway. Your husband is 
fuckin away at some sweet young pussy right now I'll bet. So get your slutty 
ass over there and do what your Master told you too."
     She had a lot of venom in her voice and in her eyes. The thing I 
realized is that she was scared of me. Her rant was the fear of her boyfriend 
wanting me more than her. Her attempt at humiliation did work in making 
me wetter than ever but it also empowered me. Zeek gave my arm the 
slightest push toward the table and I slowly walked through them and 
stopped at the table. I turned; my hands were shaking as I reached for the 
hem of the dress. I pulled the dress over my head leaving me the half bra and 
sandals. My courage was leaving quickly as I was the only naked one in the 
room. I hurried back to Zeek and clung to his arm as she started in on me 
again.
     "What a slut, she knew she was being fucked by someone tonight. 
God damn slut ain't wearin panties. Only whores don't wear panties."
     The other black girl became my savior. "Only whores Liz? What 
about this? I'm I whore then?" She stood up and unsnapped her pants pulling 
them down until you could almost see her pussy. No underwear came into 
view. "So I'm a whore? I got none and I ain't fuckin anybody tonight. So 
shut the fuck up and leave the girl alone before I bitch slap you down the 
street."
     The girl looked stunned at her friends attack and sat back, saying 
nothing more. It was an awkward silence as Zeek had me standing there 
naked for what seemed to be an eternity.
     "Remember the deal. Jane you ready to go fuck?"
     "Yes Sir I am." And I really was. I would have done anything at that 
moment to get out of the room. All the humiliation really had me dripping 
and I wanted his cock.
     He led me toward the back of the apartment. We stopped at the first 
room down the hall and went in. Zeek spun me toward him and dropped a 
hand between my legs. I could feel the wetness collect on his fingers as they 
explored the folds around my cunt.
     "So the humiliation does make you hot. Damn Jane, clean these up."
     He raised his fingers to my waiting mouth. My tongue licked and 
sucked my womanly juices from his fingers.
     "Jane I can't wait for you to do that to my cock. Get my pants off 
Slave and get going. By the way I'm kinda getting into this whole 
Master/Slave thing if you couldn't tell."
     "Yes Master and you are doing a great job." I dropped to my knees in 
front of him and started to work his belt. I could see his hard cock straining 
against the fabric of his jeans. Working franticly to free it, pushing his pants 
around his ankles I engulfed his considerable manhood in my mouth. He was 
moaning in no time as I used all the talents that I had on his cock. He was 
not the biggest I had but still hard to fit it all in because of the thickness. I 
started flicking the underside of his cock as I felt it starting to twitch. Sure 
enough that brought an eruption of cum, too much to swallow. It came 
dribbling out of the corners of my mouth and fell on my tits and in my hair, 
seeming to go on forever.
     I licked and sucked as the outpouring slowed to a trickle. He looked 
down at me with a big grin. "D A M N woman, you are good at that. Best 
blowjob I ever had. I've been horny since we left so I'm kinda glad we got 
the first one out of the way like that. Get your sexy ass up on the bed; I want 
to work that ass."
     I scurried up on the bed and lay down on my back. He approached 
me; his hard on had shrunk, but only a little, still a potent force. Parting my 
legs with his knees he easily slid two fingers up my wet cunt. Surprising me 
he reached into the nightstand and removed a pack of rubbers. Using his free 
hand, he put it on while he continued to play with me. Moving closer her 
removed his fingers and slid the head of his cock right up to the opening. 
Moving in circles, teasing as he pushed in, then retreated. Zeek repeated that 
until I thought I would go out of my mind with desire for him to fuck me.
     "FUCK ME!!!" I knew that could be heard anywhere in the apartment 
and probably in the other apartments too but I didn't care. He was driving 
me insane with lust. As he pushed and entered me I experienced my first 
climax of the night. Small but nice, adding even more lubrication. His 
manhood was stretching me, filling me, making me feel wonderful. The best 
part was that he wasn't in any hurry. Long slow strokes, burying his cock 
deep inside me and holding it there for a second to savor it before starting on 
the upstroke again. He drove me to two more orgasms this way before he 
started to pick up speed, his pace more demanding, his lunges stronger. 
Slamming his hips into mine to bury himself deep inside me only to roll 
back and do it again. His stamina was amazing.
     The fourth orgasm was what I had been building for the last two and a 
half weeks. I felt it coming but it came so fast and hard it surprised me, 
scared me with the intensity that it built too. It was so strong and all 
consuming that the only sound that came out was little squeaks. Like a 
chipmunk or a squirrel. My vision of his face swam as my eyes lost focus. I 
felt like I was floating above the writhing flesh on the bed, watching him 
fuck me into some kind of orgasmic bliss. I never wanted to come down 
from this feeling, but slowly I came back inside myself. He had stopped 
fucking and was looking at me with a mixture of bemusement and concern. 
     "Breathe, baby, just breathe. Sweetie you OK?"
     It wasn't possible to speak so I just nodded that I was OK.
     "Damn girl you scared me. You stopped breathing there for a minute. 
I thought I was going to have to call 911 for a minute, thought you were 
dead, thought I killed you."
     I could see the concern was real and it was touching. I reached up and 
stroked his face. He was a beautiful boy and a fucking machine to boot. He 
was still buried balls deep in me but had stopped moving.
     "You want to stop?"
     My response to that was to pull his hips tighter and then push back on 
them to get him started again. A slow smile crossed his face as he started to 
pick up the pace. Before long he added his orgasm to mine. 
     Zeek rolled off me and tugged the rubber off his cock. I lowered my 
head to clean him. The rubber taste was.different and not in a good way, but 
I made the best of it and did my best to clean him.
     "Sir, you don't have to use those with me if you don't want too."
     "Sorry honey house rules for me anyway. No offense and I would 
love to feel that cunt wrapped around my dick but I don't fuck without 
condoms. Even with Rachael and believe me it pisses her off to the max. 
Hell, dad gives them to me every time he visits. He's a doctor so he's a little 
anal about stuff like that."
     "I think that's sweet Sir to know he cares."
     "Yea, he's a good dad, always been there for me. Speaking of being 
there, where were you back there? It certainly wasn't here."
     "I'm not sure Sir. I have never had an orgasm that powerful. It took 
me away."
     "Want to try again then. Maybe I can send you there one more time."
     "God Sir I hope so and I would love to try, again and again." 
     He reached over and flipped me on top of him. As he sat up to kiss me 
I could feel his cock hardening again my cunt lips. It was a long, deep, 
sensuous kiss and it aroused me also. I ground down in response to it 
causing his cock to harden more. Before long he strapped on another 
condom and I rode him. He had me turn to face away from him and straddle 
his legs while he thrust up inside me. I liked this position very much as his 
hard cock rubbed directly against my clit.
     His staying power was amazing. He fucked me and came twice more 
and by the time he was done I could see the peek of sun glistening through 
the window. I had numerous orgasms, none like the fourth one but they were 
all great at any rate.
     After winding down we snuggled and drifted off into the best sleep I 
have had in weeks. When I stirred and looked at the clock it read 12:12. I 
couldn't remember the last time I slept past noon. Zeek must have felt me 
move and stretched out next to me. He gave me a smile and glanced down 
toward his feet. Following his gaze I saw his cock rock hard and ready. With 
no more prompting than his hand on my head I slid down and lowered my 
mouth on it. After the past festivities he was in no hurry to cum so I had a 
chance to really work on him. I licked and sucked his balls along with giving 
him the best blowjob I could. Licking and sucking the head and running my 
tongue down the shaft had him moaning in no time. Zeek lasted almost 20 
minutes before he exploded down my throat. Thankfully his load was not 
fully charged like last night so I could get all of it down without spilling a 
drop.
     "Like I said last night you are the best Jane."
     "Why thank you Sir." I kissed the head on his shrinking cock and 
move back up to his face. He surprised me with a full kiss. I always assumed 
guys were phobic about things like sperm but he didn't seem to pay any 
attention as our tongues intertwined.
     "Well Jane we can't stay in here all day, I'm hungry and I've got to 
get to the library for a couple of hours this afternoon. So how are we going 
to send you out into the apartment today?"
     He had a grin on his face but I could see in his eyes that he was asking 
me a question. I had forgotten all about the deal he made last night. Without 
a lot of internal debate I made a decision. Zeek had been so good to me and 
a great lover. I wanted to please him; I think more than I wanted to please 
Mistress Emily, maybe because most of the dealings with Emily revolved 
around fear.
     "May I speak honestly Sir?"
     "Please do Jane, that's what I want right now."
     "Sir I want whatever it is that would make you happy. I will accept 
your commands and do whatever it is that you want me too. I want to help 
you grow as Master if you wish too."
     "So if I told you to go out there naked you would? Knowing that they 
will all be able to have you?"
     "If you watching me have sex with your friends pleases you Sir then 
yes, or if you want to keep me all for yourself that is fine too Sir. Please 
understand that you are being very kind to me and I want to repay that 
kindness. The only thing I have to pay you with is my submission."
     "Ok that's a fair deal and not that you haven't already paid me btw. 
Last night was great for me too Jane. You are one hot babe."
     I had to start a new blush at that compliment. This was the nicest that 
anyone had treated me in a long time.
     "OK so it's my decision huh? Well I don't think that I want you to go 
out naked Jane."
     My heart skipped a beat thank god he spared me the humiliation of it.
     "Why don't you put your heels on before you go get us something to 
drink, maybe orange juice?"
     "Just my heels Sir?"
     "Sure can't have you totally naked Jane." He had a big grin and I 
resigned myself to being a fuck toy for everyone this weekend. After the 
shock wore off I moved toward my shoes. Slipping them on I decided to 
make the best of it. I blew Zeek a kiss as I shut the door behind me and 
headed for the kitchen. 
     The other two bedroom doors were closed as I tried to be as quiet as 
possible. I was hoping to make it out and back without being seen but that 
wasn't meant to be. There was a big lump on the couch under a brown 
blanket. As I moved closer the blanket shifted and eyes peered out at me. 
The face that emerged was grinning right at me. It was the girl from last 
night, the nice girl, not the bitchy one. She motioned for me to come to her.
     "I was hoping to catch you coming out like this. You have a great 
body Jane, wonderful breasts."
     "Thank you Ma'am."
     "So what's the whole Ma'am thing? Are you really are a submissive 
then? This is not just playing. We all figured you were just playin to get 
Zeek in bed, but you aren't are you Jane?"
     "No Ma'am I am not playing. I am Mistress Emily's submissive. She 
gave me to Master Zeek for the weekend and he gave me to all of you."
     I really couldn't believe how far this had come, how far I had come. I 
shouldn't be doing this, thinking like this. What was happening to me 
seemed wrong but I was powerless to stop it.
     "Well you won't have to worry about Liz and Darrell. She got all 
bitchy after you and Zeek hit the bed. She told Darrell he was leaving and 
not allowed to return while you are here. Personally I like that. It means I get 
more time with you. In case you didn't get it last night my name is Anne, but 
you can just call me Ma'am."
     Anne reached out and stroked my nipple and cupped my breast. She 
gently squeezed it and felt its weight. Her touch was electric as she 
continued the manipulation with the other breast until both nipples were rock 
hard and my breath was coming in shorter and shorter gasps.
     "You get aroused easy don't you? I would have thought you would be 
wore out from listening to you two go at it last night. Is your pussy getting 
wet?"
     "Yes Ma'am it is." I didn't even have to touch myself to know that it 
was, again.
     "So is mine, why don't you help me with that problem."
     She slid her legs off the couch and spread them in front of me. Anne 
raised her butt and slid her panties off and put a leg on either side of me. She 
pushed down with the lightest pressure on my head signaling me to get down 
on the floor and lick her. Submitting to her desires was easier than I thought 
it would be. She seemed very erotic and sensual to me as I kissed up her 
thigh. Her skin was so soft and smooth it turned me on just to kiss it and 
Anne was responding in kind.
     As I nibbled and licked her clit she arched her back in a moment of 
pure pleasure. I continued to push her higher until she came, her hips 
thrusting into my tongue. I was so happy that I was able to please her that I 
didn't hear Zeek come into the room.
     "Damn woman, where's my juice." His tone was sharp but I turned to 
see the grin on his face. Anne reaction was to rip the blanket over her and 
me in the process. I squirmed and backed out of the covers, falling on my 
butt. All this brought a big laugh from Zeek. I had to giggle myself when 
Anne started. It was funny.
     "Zeek you don't get to see the goodies. You are a bad boy. How long 
you been standin there?"
     "Long enough to know Jane is a natural pussy eater."
     Anne threw a small pillow at him which he easily blocked.
     "You are a very bad man. You wait I'll get even." Anne had a grin on 
her face too. I could sense a lot of chemistry between the two.
     "We can work on that later. Where's Darrell?"
     "Gone, wont be back till Sunday. Liz is being a total bitch again. 
James is in his room and Mark stayed in Darrell's room."
     "Well Jane looks like you have four of us to take on, you up for it?"
     My heart fluttered at the thought of having sex with all of them but I 
was determined that I would do it.
     "Yes Sir, I'll try." Anne was the first to speak up.
     "Take on four of us? You are dreamin Zeekie. I ain't on display here 
and you can forget about getting at this." She smiled and whipped the 
blanket up flashing him with her partial nudity before pulling it back over 
her.
     "What makes you think I want to get at that when I got this?" He 
reached out and slipped a hand between my legs. He started rubbing my clit 
before slipping a finger inside my dripping hole.
     "Hump my finger Jane. You made Anne cum now you cum, right 
here."
     His words cut through me and the humiliation raised the stimulation 
level up two notches. I ground down on his palm as he added a second finger 
and wiggled them inside me. Zeek was stimulating my clit on the outside 
with his palm and on the g spot with his fingers. With Anne looking on I 
came in a sweating, grinding flash.
     As he removed his fingers he brought them to my mouth. I had the 
slightest hesitation as I accepted them into my mouth. The hesitation came 
from being in front of Anne and doing that but Zeek cleared that problem up 
as I cleaned his fingers.
     "She has to clean up any mess her cunt makes."
     Anne recoiled at the cunt reference. "Hey Dude, don't you ever call 
her that. I don't want to hear that word, ever."
     "Ask her baby. It's her word not mine."
     "That true Jane?"
     "Yes Ma'am. You have a pussy, I have a cunt. My mistress has a rule 
that any mess I make with my cunt I have to clean it up."
     "Well I still don't like that word but OK boy you are off the hook."
     "One more thing you have to know Anne, the whole humiliation thing 
really turns her on."
     "How about that Jane is that true? Is that why you came so quickly? 
You like being humiliated?"
     "Yes Ma'am, it is true."
     "Damn if this ain't some crazy shit Zeek. This has to be about Rachael 
and that fucked up sorority isn't it?"
     "Well yea, kinda. Not really I guess."
     "Which one?"
      "I mean Jane isn't a part of the whole sorority scene. She's Emily's 
slave. Emily is Rachael's sister, who is a past president of the sorority. So I 
guess that it is and isn't. I'm not really sure what the scoop is. Care to 
enlighten us Jane?"
     "It is what it is Sir. Mistress is helping me to understand my 
submissive nature." I did trust both of them but not enough to tell all my 
secrets. Better to keep those facts to myself, for now.
     At that moment both guys came out of the bedroom and stopped to 
stare at me. 
     "Damn Zeek this mean what you said it did last night?"
     "Yup. She will do anything you want for the weekend. I would 
suggest a blowjob. You will not believe how good she is."
     The black guy sat down on the couch and wiggled his finger at me.  
"Sounds good to me, get your white ass over here and get started."
     He pulled his shorts down showing no modesty and a semi hard cock 
to all. I walked over and kneeled in front of him inhaling his cock in one 
swift.
     "DAMN!!"
     "I better get my own OJ. This is going to be awhile."
     Anne grabbed her sweat pants and slipped them on under the blanket 
joining Zeek in heading for the kitchen, leaving me alone, on my knees, 
slurping on a big fat cock. 
     "Well son if you don't mind I'm gonna get me some of this too."
     "Sure have at it. Fuck her."
     His roommate moved behind me and dropped his pants. His 
movement into me buried a hard cock right in my cunt to the balls in one 
motion. I grunted at the intrusion. Thankfully he wasn't too big and I had a 
lot of sex so I was not as tight as usual. He varied his strokes so that I could 
not keep my balance as well as I should have. The effect was that on 
different strokes I would end up with a cock buried in my cunt and in my 
throat.
     They continued to pound me at both ends until I felt the cock in my 
mouth spurt cum directly down my throat. He held my head tight, burying 
his cock in my throat, while he came making it a little hard to breathe. He 
slumped back pulling his cock from my mouth with a plop. Shortly I felt my 
second lover tense and shoot his sperm deep into me. When he finished I 
turned and cleaned his cock and replaced it as he stood and pulled his sweats 
up. Zeek and Anne were in back, watching as they finished with me.
     "She does clean up her mess. Girl I get the feeling that with these 
three you are going to have a lot of cleaning to do this weekend. Zeek's cock 
is ready to go again. See?"
     She pushed him out from behind the chair and sure enough there was 
a big tent in his pants. I crawled over and removed it from his pants and 
proceeded to give him the best blowjob that I knew how too. Anne watched 
fascinated when I gobbled all of his cock, sucking it down until his public 
hair tickled my nose. I ran my tongue on the underside of his shaft while 
sucking him down making him moan loudly and his cock harden to steel.
     I continued like this until he added his load to his roommates in my 
stomach. I cleaned him with my tongue and replaced his cock in his pants.
     "Now that is something I wish I could do. How did you learn to do 
that Jane?"
     "I didn't learn it Anne I don't have a gag reflex, never did."
     "If you want to practice Annie you can do it all you want over here." 
This came from over the back of the couch. 
     "Fat chance of that Mark, only in your dreams."
     "Sir, may I cook breakfast for us. You must all be very hungry."
     The murmur that went through the room was positive. Zeek thought it 
was a great idea and in a very sweet gesture he pulled his t shirt off and 
threw it to me to wear, so that I didn't burn myself cooking naked. He did 
make it very clear that in no way did that stop anyone from using my body at 
any time. I pulled the t-shirt on and turned to the kitchen.
     Finding all the food I needed was easy as it was a great kitchen. 
Bacon was cooking in no time and the pancakes and eggs started soon after. 
Things were going great and I was feeling at home. Breakfast was almost 
ready when one of the roommates came around the corner and slipped his 
hands under the t-shirt and cupped my tits.
     "Smells good baby, I am hungry for a couple of things. Food is one 
and that sweet looking pussy is the other I can't wait to get my chance to 
fuck you. Right after breakfast I want you on your back in the middle of the 
living room floor, legs spread waiting for me to fuck you. I am going to use 
you to work off this great breakfast."
     He continued to play with my nipples until I moaned in pleasure. He 
pulled his hands away and slapped me on the ass as he left the kitchen. I 
carried the trays out and watched as they started to dig in. 
     "Jane why are you standing there?"
     "I am waiting to serve you Master."
     "Sit down and eat Jane. That's an order. Oh and take that t-shirt off 
now. I am getting used to you being naked."
     "Yes Sir." I took the chair next to him and got my plate tossing the t-
shirt into the corner. It was the first time in two weeks I had eaten at the 
table with anyone else, except for the dinners that Amanda was home for. 
Then Mistress allowed me to sit down like a normal dinner.
     As I dug in I found myself to be far hungrier than I realized. The food 
and fun around the table was great. There was no pressure like there was at 
home. I never forgot my place but these people treated me like just another 
person, although it was a little humiliating to be the only one naked in the 
room.
     I got up and refilled everyone's OJ as the meal started to wind down. 
All three boys took the opportunity to feel me up as I poured next to them. I 
was done pouring but I didn't move until they were done with me. Anne 
sweetly rubbed my ass but never went farther even when I spread my feet 
wider to allow her access if she wanted it, but she never did.
     They all complimented me on the great meal as I cleared away the 
dishes to the kitchen. When I was done I moved back to Zeek and stood next 
to him. His roommate looked up at me and smiled.
     "We are all done here Jane. Now where are you supposed to be?"
     "On my back in the middle of the living room floor legs spread Sir."
     "Well I'm ready Jane and my cock is ready too. Let's get to it."
     "Hey look at her blush. You better blush because these cats here are 
going to watch me fuck your brains out."
     I moved to the living room painfully aware that they were all looking 
at my naked ass as it swayed behind me. As many times as I had sex in front 
of them it never got to be no big deal for me. I was so embarrassed to lie 
down in front of them knowing that a stranger was about to fuck me. As I 
got into position my cunt spasmed with anticipation and embarrassment.
     He wasted no time in removing his pants and planted his cock right at 
my entrance. He teased me a little with the tip rubbing it around the clit 
before slowly moving it inside me until he was fully inside me. His tempo 
built slowly as I wrapped my legs around his ass. Soon he was fucking me 
with animalistic thrusts, pushing me back with every down stroke. His balls 
were slapping hard against my ass cheeks and he continued the onslaught of 
my cunt. And he really wasn't kidding about fucking the shit out of me. His 
body, young and strong, had incredible strength and stamina. He pounded 
me for what turned out to be almost 20 minutes with no rest. I was a 
screaming animal by the time he slowed. Already climaxing twice and ready 
for a third as he slowed and changed his pace and pressure. By shifting his 
angle he placed all the friction of his movements directly on my clit. Using 
small gyrating hip movements caused the biggest orgasm of the day so far. 
     He really was amazing. He had brought me to three orgasms before I 
felt him tighten and empty his load into me. He fell on top, pinning me under 
him tightly as I felt the hot sperm boiling inside me. I had forgotten that 
anyone else was there until he rolled off and collapsed next to me. The rest 
of them clapped and cheered his effort as I dutifully cleaned his rapidly 
deflating cock. He finally stood up and bowed to the crowd. Helping me to 
my feet he gestured in acknowledgement of my performance as well. Naked 
as I was with his cum running down my legs I curtsied at their applause as 
well. 
     This was the start of my afternoon. Both boys took turns for the next 
three hours fucking me in different positions. Zeek and Anne watched but 
did not join in. I fucked them bent over the couch, sitting on their laps, 
laying on my side, doggy style on all fours, on the table and in any other 
way they could think of. By the time they we sated I had lost count of the 
number of times I had cum. My cunt was numb from all the pounding and 
my tits were a little sore from bouncing. I asked permission for a shower 
which Zeek waved me off without a sound.
     The hot water felt great on my skin and I could never remember 
feeling so alive. My cunt on the other hand was pretty raw and puffy. The 
use and abuse of the last four hours showed. But the funny thing was that I 
was ready to go again. My hands traveling down my body causing tingles to 
radiate from my cunt. My nipples hardened at the sensation my hands were 
creating. I heard the bathroom door open and when the shower curtain pulled 
back Anne's lovely face appeared. She looked down at my hand teasing my 
lips and smiled.
     "Can't get enough huh? Mind if I join you?"
     "No Ma'am I would like that."
     She slipped into the shower already naked. She was a beautiful girl. 
Strong perky breasts topped with puffy nipples, an amazing ass and a 
perfectly shaped pussy.
     "After your show out there I need some relief."
     She spread her legs as wide as she could and moved her hand to the 
back of my head, drawing me in for a long, slow kiss. Her tongue came alive 
in my mouth as it explored me. When she broke away she put pressure on 
the top of my head, guiding me down to her waiting pussy. I lapped at her 
juices, already flowing as much as mine were. Her engorged clit, peaking 
from its hood was easy to tease. I licked and nibbled as the hand holding my 
head pressed harder, forcing me tighter against her charms. It really didn't 
take much more effort and she came in a loud moan. I licked up her slit to 
catch all the juice I could from her sweet pussy.
     She pulled me up and finished with the same long, slow kiss she 
started with. I was surprised at myself, feeling genuine affection for this girl 
and returning her kiss full force. 
     "MMMM, thank you Jane that was nice."
     "Why didn't you join in out there earlier?"
     "Exhibition is not my thing. Plus I am not interested in those guys. 
Not that Mark and James are great guys, they really are, but I have my eye 
on someone else. To top it off I am a virgin."
     "You have your eye on Zeek, don't you Anne?"
     It was her turn to blush, her skin tone was light brown so it was hard 
to see but it was there as I dried her off.
     "Yes, I have for a long time but he has Rachael and really isn't 
interested in anything but sex right now anyway."
     "I'm not so sure about that. I have only known him for a day now but 
I can tell you he has a big heart."
     "Yea I know. I've seen that heart in action. He's also the smartest guy 
I have ever met. I think brains are sexy and wrapped in Zeek's package is 
just a bonus. But I don't think he's ready yet."
     "I know that Rachael is not right for him so if you want him you just 
stay alert. I'll bet she wont last long."
     The hug she gave me was genuine and I returned it. We kissed again 
and she got dressed. My dressing consisted on getting my shoes on and out 
we went together.
     "So whose moan was that I heard in there? It couldn't have been you 
Jane not even Rach can cum that much."
     "No Sir, that was Anne."
     "Damn Anne I was hoping to see that. I love a little girl/girl action."
     "Fat chance of you seeing that Mark, my ass is stayin clothed around 
you. I know what you want. Jane may be able to take you but not me."
     She was grinning as she played and flirted with the boys. Zeek was 
quiet and watching during the exchange. After they were done I broke the 
silence.
     "Is anyone hungry? I can cook for all of us."
     "No way Jane we got you covered on this one. My man here already 
ordered pizza and wings. They should be here in 20 minutes."
     Actually that sounded great. I had developed a ravenous appetite 
during the afternoon fucking session. Mark pulled his boxers down showing 
me a half hard cock.
     "Listening to you two in the shower got me all worked up so seein 
that I can't talk Anne into it you better come over here and finish off my 
problem Jane. Twenty minutes sounds just about right for one of your 
blowjobs."
     "Yes Sir."
     I slowly walked in front of him and put my hand in my cunt. 
Fingering myself for him and pulling on my lips. It was a wanton display of 
my cunt to his hungry eyes and his cock twitched at the show.
     "You sure you want my mouth Sir?" as I continued to tease him.
     "If you want to sit on the bad boy be my guest. I can't fuck you 
anymore. I'm too damn weak. You wore my legs out. You want to fuck you 
do the work or just get on your knees and get suckin."
     I smiled and dropped down teasing his twitching cock with my lips 
and tongue. As I started to work on his hardening cock I heard a noise 
behind me. James had dropped his pants and was mounting me from behind 
again. His thrusts were slow and measured as he seemed in no hurry. My 
cunt was sore and a little dry but lubed up quickly as he stroked the full 
length of his cock in and out of me.
     I really started to feel full as Mark grabbed my head and forced his 
cock down my throat. He seemed to sense when I needed air and brought me 
up just in time to breathe and back down again. I heard the doorbell ring just 
as he came down my throat for the third time today. It didn't take him long 
to finish, he was about 'fucked out', shortly after I felt James cum inside me 
again.
     As he pulled back I looked over at the entrance still on all fours and 
dripping cum out of the corners of my mouth and my cunt. Anne had 
brought the pizza guy in and he was standing there looking at me. James 
took that moment to reach in and grab my clit. Twisting and pulling it, along 
with the humiliation of the situation made me cum in a shivering mass of 
flesh.
     "Jane I ran out of money for a tip. Could you be a dear and suck his 
cock. He's a nice guy; George is in my Bio class."
     "Yes Ma'am."
     "Oh don't get up, crawl over Cunt."
     Another spasm of humiliation ran through me at those words. I hung 
my head and crawled over to his feet. I could see the large bulge in the front 
of his pants. I sat up and unzipped it. His cock tumbled out, already hard and 
ready to go. Anne continued on with her humiliation as I started to suck his 
cock.
     "Isn't she good George? She can really suck cock. Go ahead you can 
play with her tits if you want, you can do anything you want to her. She's a 
real slut. These guys have been fucking her cunt all day. Aren't you just a 
cunt Jane?"
     "Yes Ma'am."
     "Say it Cunt" She grabbed the back of my hair and pulled me off his 
cock. "What are you?"
     "A cock sucking Cunt Ma'am." Another huge spasm tore through me 
at the situation I was in. Anne grabbed a big handful of hair and pushed my 
head back on his cock as she helped him to face fuck me. He didn't last 
much longer and came in my mouth. Anne had reached down and fingered 
my clit until I came again almost in unison with the pizza guy. My orgasm 
was huge and if it wasn't for her grabbing me I might have fallen down.
     George took that moment to zip up and flee. I think he was sure he 
killed me or something. I came back to the world with me head in Anne's 
lap. She was sweetly stroking my hair and had such a look of concern on her 
face that I almost wanted to cry.
     "You OK Jane?"
     She leaned down and tenderly kissed my lips showing her concern for 
me in a real and physical way.
     "Yes Ma'am. It was just unexpected Ma'am."
     "It's Zeek's fault, he told me you got off on humiliation and that I 
should help you with it. When I saw George at the door I couldn't resist. Do 
you forgive me?"
     "Nothing to forgive Ma'am, Master was right. You doing that gave 
me the second best orgasm of the weekend...... so far."
     I smiled at her and rose to kiss her for her kindness. The boys 
meanwhile had figured out I was OK and started digging into the food. It did 
smell wonderful and with Anne's help I rose up and sat on the couch next to 
Zeek. We all didn't talk much as the pizza and wings were devoured in a 
matter of minutes.
     Both of the other guys begged off, Mark into his room and James off 
to a party, promising to see me tomorrow. It left the three of us on the couch 
looking at the devastation.
     "I will clean this up Sir."
     "We all will help Jane."
     With that we got everything straightened around and picked up. When 
we finished we stood in the middle of the living room and looked at each 
other. A wicked idea was forming in my mind. Anne broke the silence.
     "So what's on tap now?"
     I couldn't resist myself. "How about the three of us go in Zeek's 
bedroom and close the door for the evening?"
     Zeek looked at me then at Anne for a long time. "You want to do that 
Anne?"
     "Do you want me to do that Zeek? You know what I think about it 
don't you?"
     "Yea I think I do and the answer to your question is yes I do want you 
to join us."
     "Well then I will." She cast a huge grin in my direction and smacked 
me on my naked ass. "Well you sex fiend, get that cute butt movin. You 
started this."
     "Yes Ma'am." I playfully pranced in front of them leading both of 
them by the hand until we were safely locked behind Zeek's bedroom door. 
Once there we stood, even as much as went on today the room was filled 
with that awkward feeling. I broke the mood by snuggling up to Zeek and 
wrapping my hand behind me to pull Anne tight. Zeek kissed me hard as my 
hands explored Anne's behind. I turned to face her and kissed her the same 
way. She broke the kiss and the silence.
     "Would you like to watch Jane and I, Zeek?"
     A simple yes came from Zeek's lips. The quivering tone in his voice 
told me a lot about this situation. I moved close to Anne and whispered, "He 
has never seen you naked has he?"
     "No Jane I have never been naked with any man. I am a virgin to men 
anyway. I've played around a little but I've never had a man's cock inside 
me."
     "You sure you want to do this?"
     "I'm sure Jane. I trust Zeek."
     "OK then lets have some fun with him."
     I reached around her and pulled her shirt over her head and unclasped 
her bra from the front. I marveled again at her wonderful breasts, which I am 
sure Zeek was dying to see. I tossed her clothes away and concentrated on 
her breasts, licking and sucking on her long, hard nipples. After several 
minutes and without breaking my action on her nipples I pulled at the 
waistband of her shorts. I pulling them and her panties down to her knees 
and allowing her the ability to step out of them. I caressed her now naked 
body, running my hands over her firm buttocks and between her damp 
thighs.
     We moved to the bed, not breaking our kiss. I gently set her down on 
the edge and pushed her down. Kneeling down in front of her I spread her 
knees. Slowly working my up her inner thigh with small kisses and licks 
until I had Anne squirming in ecstasy. I worked the soft skin around her 
pussy until she was pushing my head to dig deeper into her. I drove my 
tongue past her clit and down into her pussy. I felt the wall convulse around 
me signaling her first small orgasm.
     Zeek had taken off him pants and was sitting in the chair stroking his 
cock, watching us. My licking and sucking was having the desired effect on 
Anne. She squealed out her most intense orgasm to date, her thighs crushing 
my head in her pleasure. Never stopping my licking for a second she cried 
out, begging me to stop, but I didn't and the result was an orgasm that took 
her breath away. I continued my assault until she sat up and pushed me 
down to the floor. Zeek chose that moment to mount me from behind. He 
spread my feet and pushed me back on all fours and drove his cock home. 
My cunt, despite all the use was as lubricated as ever and accepted his first 
thrust all the way to my cervix.
     His pounding of my cunt was almost savage and primal. Looking back 
at him he was looking directly at Anne as he fucked me. She whispered in 
my ear as she reached down and pulled and twisted my nipples.
     "You like being a little pussy licker don't you? You lick it so well. 
You are really a slut Jane, a cum sucking whore. I want you to cum for me 
now, cum on that big black dick in your cunt. I'll bet George is talking about 
the naked women that sucked his cock for a tip. Think about your husband, 
he's getting fucked by that little whore in your own bed. Cum for me now."
     The thought of Joe and Rachael fucking in my house, her verbal abuse 
and Zeek's pounding all converged and I came. My eyes closed and I 
screamed as my cunt clamped down on Zeek's cock. The orgasm kept 
building until I almost went back to the place I was when I had the 'fourth' 
one earlier. My arms gave out and Anne caught me on my way to hitting the 
ground. She cradled my head in her lap as the orgasm traveled through me 
again and again, with each beat of my heart. 
     I was vaguely aware of Zeek's continued pounding as he yelled out 
his cum. It took several minutes for me to come down to them. Anne was 
cradling my head and stroking my nipple. I looked up at her and weakly 
smiled still unable to move.
     "You know I only say those things to you because I know that 
humiliating you makes you really hot."
     "Yes Ma'am and thank you for that."
     I sat up and kissed her, really deep and long, our tongues intertwining. 
After the kiss I was little dizzy. All the sex and the huge orgasms had taken 
their toll. I was exhausted. Anne looked at me and must have seen it. 
Without a word she helped me to my feet and led me to the bed. I collapsed 
on top of the sheets she moved them for me, pulling them back over my 
prone, lifeless form. The last thing I remember is seeing both of them 
looking at me from the side of the bed, then nothing.
     A sharp pain in my nipples brought me back from my trip down 
memory lane and to the 5 girls looking at me. Mistress had clearly said 
something to me that I did not hear and looked very displeased that I didn't 
acknowledge her. Considering how mad she was when I showed up late I 
didn't think that this would be anything but trouble.
     
     
     To Be Continued ....................