When he came home from work on monday night he had this glint in his eye. I was dressed in a leather corset and heels for him. I made and then handed him his drink while he turned on the tv and sat in his chair. I knelt next to him waiting to see just what his excitement was about. He finished his drink and I made and served him another. This time he had me bend over his lap, and he started running his fingers through my hair.
His first words were to ask if I had successfully completed all of my chores today. I told him yes sir; he spanked me hard on my ass, it felt sooooooo gooooood! He asked if I had masturbated per his instructions. Again, I answered yes sir. (He rarely allows me to masturbate, especially when he is not around. Monday he instructed me to shower, turn on the recorder in our bedroom, then on the floor, facing the camera, to masturbate with my hands only, making sure that I got at least four fingers inside of my cunt, and making sure that I cleaned my fingers with my tongue when I was finished, and not before. I was not permitted to clean myself up when finished, just to dress in my corset and heels.)
He next asked if I had peed, and if so, he wanted to make sure I did not clean myself afterwards. For the third time I answered yes sir. Again, a nice hard smack on my ass, harder than the first one, and also feeling sooooo goooood!
For the next couple of minutes he was running his fingers through my hair and spanking my ass as he softly told me that he had a treat in store for me tonight. (Being last Monday) He continued by telling me that it was appropriate that I was dirty since tonight I would be nothing but dirty all night. I didn't understand what he meant, but said nothing. He gave me one last hard smack on my ass and then sternly commanded me to stand.
I stood, back straight, arms at my side. That glint in his eye was so full of excitment, excitment and pride. He walked around to my back, he tightened the corset, it wasn't too tight or uncomfortable, it was just unusual for him to tighten it on me. This just confused me more about what he was up to for the evening. He then kissed me deeply and said to walk into the playroom. I started to walk and could hear that he was following me.
I stopped in the center of the room and stood, back straight, arms at my side, legs together, just as I have been taught. After he turned on the lights, he started to light candles all through the room. He keeps the temperature in the playroom at 65 degrees and it seemed cooler than that. He walked up to me and gave me another long, deep kiss. As my body tingled; as much from his strong tongue as not knowing what was going to happen, he asked if I was ready for the evening to begin. Yes, sir was my qucik answer. He then started kissing my neck and telling me that tonight was going to be different than anything we had previously experienced. He said he was looking forward to how I handled what was going to happen tonight. He then asked again, if I was sure that I was ready for this evening. Seeing the pride, the excitment in his eyes, again I quickly answered yes sir. "What are you?" he asked. Your filthy, very dirty slut, sir I quickly answered.
He took my arm and led me to the part of the room where I can be tied and flogged, or feathered, or just about anything in between. He wrapped the leather cuffs around my wrists and then clasped them to the hanging chains. My ankles were then wrapped in leather cuffs, and clasped so that I was spread, my legs much wider than my shoulders.
He then spoke of how proud he was that I had followed his directions today and was dirty for him tonight. He then spit at my face and asked again what I was. I qucikly answered I was his filthy, very dirty slut. I no sooner got the words out then the tails came down on my lower back and ass. It made me gasp. It felt good. He then told me to count. Not sure how long this was going to last, I started with each strike of the tails. One... another strike across my lower back and ass. Two... another strike across my lower back and ass. Three, a strike across my upper back. Four, another strike across my upper back. Five, a strike across my upper thighs. Six, a strike on my lower back and ass. Seven, another strike on my lower back and ass. Eight, a strike on my upper thighs. I was gasping now, he had to remind me to put my ass out. Nine, another strike on my upper thighs. A long gasp escaped my mouth and in the middle of my back the tails strike me, ten I count.
Next I feel wax puring down my lower back, into my crack, down onto my thighs. It is such a contrast to my tingling skin, at first I gasped loudly, then closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensations. With all of the sensations I hadn't even felt how my arms were. Now all of a sudden they ached. I was stretched, I was open, and my lower back, ass, and back of my thighs were covered in wax. He stood in front of me, he kissed me deeply, and he attached clover clamps to my nipples. He slapped my right cheek, put on a blind fold, and said he would be back shortly. That in and of itself wasn't unusual, in fact, nothing so far was unusual for us.
Our playroom, is wired for recording, and there are also three HD TV's scattered about. He likes to record our sessions, and I enjoy going back and watching them. After what seemed like a half hour, but was probably just a few minutes, I can hear the TV's come on. My heart starts to race, I can hear what he has put on, it is my masturbation from earlier in the day.
Another period of time goes by, my mind is running wild, my skin has settled down the wax has dried and is chipping when I shift my weight. I can hear the door open, I hear several sets of footsteps. No voices. I am instantly alert, my beathing becomes labored, loud. The volume of my masturbation is turned up louder. I know there are several others in the room, I just don't know how many. He asks me what I am, I don't answer quick enough. In a raised voice he asks me what I am. I stammer weakly that I am his filthy, dirty slut. Annoyed, the tails strike my lower back and ass as he says we can't hear you, as wax falls from my body. Your filthy, dirty slut I manage to say louder.
Number one, he says. I hear footsteps, I can feel someone right in front of me, there is a tongue in my mouth, down my throat. It takes me a moment, but it is a woman, and she caresses my breasts as we kiss. What seems like a few minutes goes by and I hear number two. Number one pulls her tongue out of my mouth, I can hear her kiss number two, and then there is another tongue in my mouth. This tongue is also female. My mind is racing, my body is excited. She removes the clamps from my nipples. Number three. The same thing happens and there is another tongue in my mouth. Also female. She puts her arms around me and starts to quickly peel the wax off of my lower back and ass. All of a sudden she stops. Ohhhh, my mind is racing. Now, is heard. Those in the room start spitting on me. I was surrounded and now they are spitting on me. In the background, for whoever is there to see is my masturbation, and now they are spitting on me. After a few seconds all is quiet again.
My thighs are starting to burn from the strain. He comes over and releases my wrists, then my legs. He guides across the room to the bench. I am laid out on it, my stomach on the padding, my breasts to either side, my legs and arms are secured. My cunt is open with nothing in it's way. My ass is in the air, I am anally exposed.
Number one. Again, a female tongue is in my mouth, is down my throat. She is passionate, relaxing me. I am jolted when a cock penetrates my gaping and soaking wet cunt. Moments later, the girls tongue comes out of my mouth. I am getting fucked, fucked very hard. My moans are moans of exctasy. My thighs are burning. Just as quickly as that cock had penetrated me, it pulls out. He walks around to my mouth and says open. I am so excited I eagerly open and the cock fills my mouth. I can hear my masturbation in the background, I can imagine whoever is there is enjoying seeing me treated like a filthy, dirty slut. I continue to suck the cock, it is a wide one, my mouth is stretched. I fight to take all of it, finally able to lick his balls. Now there is another cock at my ass. My heart is racing, the cock is working itself into my ass, my mouth is stretched and I am gasping. There is a long cock in my ass, longer than what I am used to. He is penetrating me deeply, it hurts, but it feels so good. My cunt is dripping. I continue to suck the cock in my mouth knowing that he is getting close. He comes in my mouth, well more accurately my throat, I didn't have the satisfaction of tasting him like I would have wanted, I didn't even have the chance to really know how big of a load it was, he exploded right down my throat.
The cock in my ass pulled out and walked to my mouth telling me to open. I do, and my whole body shudders as I love tasting my anal juices on a cock. It is not as wide, but it is long. I am easily able to slide all of it in my mouth, my throat. Damn, it tastes good. As I am sucking, another cock enters my cunt. It jolted me and excited me. I am sucking a cock caked with my anal juices, and my cunt is being fucked. My body is almost shuddering uncontrolably. The cock in my cunt explodes leaving his load inside of me. I am still sucking the cock with my anal juices. He pulls out of my cunt, just that quickly another cock penetrates my ass. I am ready to explode as this cock is fucking me anally, and I can taste my ass. The endorphins flowing through my body are incredible. I cum, and cum hard, the cock in my ass continues to pump me while I am convulsing, the cock in my mouth explodes and I am in heaven. It is a large load, a good tasting load. He pulls his cock out of my mouth and I swallow all of him...
The cock in my ass explodes and his load is buried deep inside of me. He pulls his dick out and walks over to my head, he slaps my face twice with his cock and I hungrily clean him off, more anal juices on my tongue, oh god, this is unbelievable, I have never been so, so excited and unable to comprehend how incredible all of this is.
He comes and penetrates my cunt. He is fucking me hard and telling me what a fucking slut I look like to him right now, then I feel someone dropping a load on my back, then another. My sir finishes inside of me, I shudder yet again as he pulls out. He comes to my mouth and I clean him up with my tongue and mouth. I feel so damn good right now.
He says he will return shortly. I hear all of the footsteps walk out of the playroom. It suddenly dawns on me that I was just fucked by several people, not even sure how many, that they all watched me masturbate, that I had their cum inside of me. They just saw a filthy, dirty slut in action. They used a filthy, dirty slut. I am exhausted, I am horrified, I am proud.
He comes back in the playroom. He starts to laugh. He tells me that it was a turn on for him to see me as I handled first the women, then the men. I knew better than to ask how many people were there, or who they were. If he wanted me to know, he would tell me. He said you look like one used slut right now with cum dripping from all over you.
He then released my arms, then legs, and walked me to the shower. We showered for almost thirty minutes, climbed into bed, I went down on him to give him his evening blowjob. In just a few minutes I had the hottest, best load I have had in long time in my mouth. I swallow, he looks at me and says he is proud of me, that tonight I showed him something. After hours of serving him, I contentedly fall asleep. My mind, body, and soul truly fulfilled.
