Chapter 7. Trying to become worthy…
I awoke the next morning. Aching all over. My arms and shoulders had gone numb hours before but still seemed to hurt, if that makes any sense. My wrists still tied behind me and attached to the closets' doorknob. I could have yanked it free, but feared disappointing David.
I knelt there for a few hours more before either David or Paula woke up. I couldn't help but feel betrayed again. There they were, two naked bodies tangled together after their long night of passion. The worst part I had to watch. Not to mention all of it unfolded in my bed, while that bitch Paula made it a point to ooh and ahh while graphically telling me over and over how good my master felt inside whatever part of her he was playing with at the time.
Paula woke up first. Holding her head, I assume from all of the wine. She looked from my masters nakedness and then to me wearing that evil grin she had on all last night. She looked me in the eye to make sure I was watching her as she pulled her long red hair to one side and leaned in to take my sleeping master in her mouth. My sense of outrage made me want to tear myself free of the doorknob and strangle her with it. Until I saw her mouth take David's limp cock entirely into her mouth and a few minutes later released it. It glistened with her saliva, and it had grown to its full wonderful length again. I wanted that in me. My body reacted to the sight of it, yearning to touch it, taste it, caress it and have it inside me.
David woke up shortly after Paula had started sucking him off. I could only tell because his hand came up and curled her hair around his hand , as he had done to me so many times before, and pumped her mouth with his cock until he withdrew and shot his load of thick cum over her face and breasts. Just the memory of it on my skin made me wet. I squirmed there on my aching knees, watching again. 'How long was he going to torment me? When was he going to take me like he had taken this red headed cunt all last night?'
David finished, wiped his cock on Paula's face and got out of bed. It was a magnificent sight as he walked over to me. his cock now starting to go limp again swung teasingly in front of me. He stopped so close to me, I instinctively opened my mouth and tried to lean forward it. Wanting it in my mouth, but the leash tying me to the door kept me from reaching it. David laughed quietly, cupped my face and smoothed my hair out of my face. " I am going to untie you now and take a shower. You should go make us all something to eat. When Paula and I are done, You should shower and dress." He looked to the ceiling a moment as if thinking a moment and added, "Wear one of those cute sun dresses, like the one you wore that first night at the theater." After untying me David then walked over, grabbed Paula by her left tit and lead her away toward my bathroom. Commenting on the way, " I need my cock washed." Paula just turned and grinned at me , following him out of view.
He hadn't said anything about getting dressed before I showered so I assumed he wanted me to stay naked. I hoped that is what he wanted and that I wasn't going to disappoint him. I made my way, slowly , into the kitchen, It took a bit of rubbing and stretching to get the feeling back in my legs and arms. I cooked scrambled eggs, bacon, pancakes, and put out a small pitcher of orange juice out on the table. By the time David and Paula entered, wearing my best towels around their bodies, I was again kneeling near the chair where he had sat the night before. He patted my head and sat down. Immediately he started eating. Paula took her time, but David scarffed as much down as fast as he could until Paula chimed in, " Slow down lover. That food's not going anywhere!" She laughed.
Finishing the mouthful he was chewing and washing it down with some orange juice he looked at Paula and I and laughed, " Well that’s true the food isn't going anywhere. But I am . I have to get to work." My heart dropped. ' He was leaving?!' Paula voiced what I didn't have permission to. " What do you mean work? I thought we were going to lay around and fuck all over 'toys' apartment all day?" She emphasized the word 'toy' by patting me on my head much as David had when he walked into the kitchen.
I was wallowing in my own self pity when I saw bright lights flash in front of my face and felt the kitchen floor against my cheek. I barely heard David through the ringing in my ears. " I told you to go take a shower while we were eating! " He growled at me loudly. " Now take your nasty ass in there and clean yourself!" He pulled his hand back and up as if to slap me again. I instinctively coward and shielded my face as I scampered away from him on my hands and knees, heading for the bathroom as fast as I could. I heard Paula laughing as I went.
I started crying as soon as I saw the red welt across my cheek and the blood seeping from my busted lip. MY lip was already swelling and I knew that welt was going to bruise. I turned on the faucet and splashed cold water on my face trying to cool the sting that was radiating from my cheek. Raising my face from the sink I looked into the mirror turning my face this way and that inspecting the damage. No thought of loyalty or lust went through my mind at the sight. I curled my lip in anger. There were limits I screamed to myself, ' Nothing that could get me arrested! and absolutely NO FUCKING DAMAGE to my body!' I steamed as the red started to fade into an ugly purplish blue shade.
I turned on the shower, got the water as hot as I could take without screaming and climbed in. I Leaned against the back wall of the of the shower as the steaming water stung my back and ran down my legs. I was so angry I caught myself feebly punching the tiled wall of the shower till my hand hurt even more then my face did. I don't know exactly how long I stayed there in the shower, Long enough to wash my hair, scrub my body, and shave my legs and pussy. When I climbed out the bathroom was completely filled with steam and my skin as red as if I had sun burned. My anger had subsided a little but not completely. I wanted to punch him in the dick. I wanted to hurt David for this. This was too much, he had gone too far! I almost laughed as the mental picture of me swinging at David and connecting. I knew I'd break my hand and he would just laugh, or worse hit me again.
I had never really had any fear of David, not even after he forced me to have anal sex with him. Until this point it seemed all rough games. As I wiped the steam from the mirror over the sink and again got a view of the bruise that was darkening across the entire left side of my face, I knew I now feared him. Even then my heart just wanted to make him happy, and those thoughts that maybe I deserved it for not doing what he told me? My brain screamed that there was no excuse for this. MY heart still making the argument that if I hadn't disobeyed him he wouldn't have done it and that if I strived harder to please him he would never do it again and, I hoped, get Paula out of the picture so we could just be with each other.
After a few minutes of the silent battle in my head I went to my room and got dressed. Carefully I picked out a blue sun dress, matching bra and panties, and a pair of comfortable sandals. I dried my hair, brushed it and made my way back to the kitchen to find Paula sitting at the table alone drinking the last of the orange juice.
When I walked in I again went into 'toy mode'. My eyes staring at my feet as I made my way in and looked around for David. Paula made a noise that I had never heard from her before, it sounded like someone had thrown freezing cold water over her and she was gasping for breath. I looked up at her and saw.. anger? Sympathy? maybe a mixture of both?
She stood up immediately and pushed me down into the chair she had been in. " Oh my god, Look at your face!" She moved my hair aside and touched my cheek lightly till I flinched from pain. " I didn't think he hit you that hard! That son-of-a-bitch!" I was confused. Was she playing another game, an even crueler one this time? I pondered this afraid she was going to start laughing at any moment but she didn't. She turned to the refrigerator, taking out a dish towel and filling it from the ice maker. She returned and gently placed it against my face. "That bastard shouldn't have hit you that hard." she whispered in a caring tone. I was still suspicious.
Paula kept the homemade ice pack against my skin as she complained about how horrible the bruise was going to look before it healed. She knelt in front of me looking her eyes to mine and smiled a painful looking forced smile. " We can call the cops. If any man ever did this to me I'd cut out his heart." She commented as she gingerly lifted the icepack and looked at the bruise again. As much as I liked the attention and the sympathy Paula was showing me somewhere in my mind I thought it might be some kind of test. Then my mind went to what it would feel like to see David arrested. My heart jumped and a tear came to my eye. I sobbed quietly at the thought of never seeing him again.
Paula mistook my tears. She wrapped her arms around me and hugged me close. " Shhhh.. it'll be ok. " She kept repeating over and over as she smoothed out my hair with her hand. " We'll call the cops right now!" she exclaimed and got up to find her cell phone. She was confused when I grabbed her hand and held it tightly to keep her from reaching her purse that was on the counter. She was even more floored when I said, " No! Please don't. I love him. I can't live without him. It's my fault, If I had done as he told me…." She cut me off then, " Are you fucking kidding me?!" She screamed at me. " Have you seen your fucking face Tanith?!" I nodded, " I know, he didn't mean to…" I started to say as she cut me off again. " Yes. Yes he did!" She threw her head back as if wondering how to convince me of that fact. I just squeezed her hand tighter and tried to hold her from getting any closer to her purse.
"You can't call the cops." I said quietly, while I stared into her eyes to make her understand how serious I was about her not calling them.
She looked to her purse one last time and threw her free arm up in frustration. " You're a fucking idiot." My eyes dropped to the floor again, that was the old Paula. " Well if you want to get beat on that's your fucking choice, but I want nothing to do with him anymore." The words she spoke made my eyes go wide in fear. I dropped to my knees and hugged her hand to the unbruised side of my face and begged, " Please don't! If you go he will be mad at me. I can't make him mad anymore. I want to be worthy of his affections! That’s all he wants, he is trying to teach me what he expects from me, what he needs from me. I fucked up, I'll be better and it will never happen again. It's my fault. Please! If you don't stay it'll be my fault." I groveled. Pathetic as that sounds, I meant it.
Paula looked down at me like I was a dog that just pissed on her leg. " You fucking disgust me. Fucking women like you that let any swinging cock use you like a punching bag. " She then said in a mocking tone, " I love him. He didn't mean to. It's all my fault." She snatched her hand away from me and stepped back with a sneer on her face. " Fine! I guess this is all you're good for then to be some hole for a guy to fill when he wants to feel like he is superior. I guarantee you this, if he had hit me I'd have kill that mother fucker." She looked around like she was trying to decide to leave or not but finally said, " If this is what you want, Then I'll stay, and I'll fuck your man till you realize he isn't worth it. But I tell you this, if he swings at you again, I will kill that fucker, and then I'll beat the shit out of you for being a stupid shit!"
I exhaled. David was safe and she wouldn't leave , so I still had a chance to prove myself to him. Paula picked up an envelope from the table and tossed it at me. " You're masters instructions. And since you want to still play this game you will call me Mistress unless I tell you different. You want to be a stupid slut, then I'll treat you like one." She looked away when she said it so I wasn't sure if she meant all that she had said, or if maybe it was a ruse of some kind.
Opening the note I recognized David's handwriting immediately.
the note read:
Mistress Paula will keep you entertained while I am gone. You will follow her orders as if they were my own. Meaning if she tells me you didn't show her proper respect, or comply with her wishes without hesitation… Then I'll be fucking her from now on and I won't speak to you ever again.
My heart leaped. I still had a chance to show him I was worthy of his attentions. I felt ashamed of myself for the elation at the same time. My brain and heart torn between what I wanted and what I didn't deserve.
Paula, or "Mistress' as I was now ordered to call her, did her best to keep my face from swelling more. She ignored me almost completely for two days, but she never left the apartment except to return home long enough to get herself more clothes. I slept on the couch and she in my bed. Paula then examined my face and announced she could cover the worst of it with makeup. It was such a weird feeling as I sat between her legs as she brushed my hair and did my makeup. It was almost what I imagined my mother would have done for me, If I had any real memory of her. I cooked and we ate that night, until Paula disappeared into 'her room' and came out dressed to kill. She had on a tight red dress that clung to every curve of her body. Her breasts look even bigger as they were squeezed together. they threatened to spill out of the low cut dress. Her ass looked perfectly round and her red hair seemed to shine. I was jealous. How could I ever compete with that. I wasn't even gay, but I had to admit she was probably the hottest woman I had ever seen in that dress. She noticed me staring, and in her old form laughed at me, " That’s right, Toy, This is what a real woman looks like."
I just gaped at her, agreeing in my mind. She dropped my nicest sun dress down on the floor along with my best matching bra and panty set. "Put these on and let's go. I am tired of laying around here. Besides I was asked to teach you a few things about what a man wants in a .." She paused a moment to think of what to call me and finally finished, " whore." Her eyes laughed at me as I stripped right there and got re-dressed. My mind was back in 'please them' mode and since my master had said she was his surrogate in his absence I didn't assume she wanted me to get dressed elsewhere. Though it did feel odd to have her watch me the entire time. Her eyes roaming over my body made me feel ugly , fat and flat chested compared to her.
Once I was dressed and we were walking to her Escalade, she walked ahead of me and laid out the rules. " 1. You will always call me 'Mistress' tonight no matter who is around. 2. You will do what I say, when I say. You hesitate you get punished and I will tell David when he returns. You are still a stupid little girl for wanting any of this in the first place, and I think you are fucking pathetic, but I will play along. I will make you do things you might not want to do, so when I get to that point you think about if this is all worth one guy. Even if he is a god in bed." She squeezed her tits together with the insides of her arms when she coo'ed that part out. I grimaced trying to think of what she had in store for me tonight. My imagination wasn't near as bad as hers I found out.
I was nervous as Paula drove around, dancing in the drivers' seat to whatever pop song came on the radio. She made me sit in the back in silence. A few times she would ask over her shoulder, " This is a great song don't you think stupid?" she had taken to calling me that since my plea not to call the police on David. I was happy she saw things my way, but part of me was depressed because I sort of knew she was right, I shouldn't have to take that kind of abuse. The other part was I was starting to feel stupid for being in love with him, even though he did it. I sat there wallowing in self pity again, until Paula pulled her Escalade into the parking lot of a club. I only knew it was a club of some kind form the thumping bass that was emitting from the building, other than that fact it seemed, quite plain. There were no neon signs, no parking lot full of cars.
I even thought to myself it may have once been a club but was closed if not for the music that is. She hopped out of the SUV grinning form ear to ear. She came back and opened my door. "OK stupid, let's go." She ordered. I slid out about to ask where we were but she cut off my question before I could ask it. " Keep your mouth shut and do as your told, or I'll tell your ' master', this she said sarcastically this time, and he'll probably beat what left of your sense out of you." I clamped my mouth shut and watched the back of her high heels as she led me to the door. Imagine my surprise when the door opened, I followed Paula in and then heard the heavy metal door shut behind us. I was still watching the backs of Paula's shoes and noticed that the carpet was a deep red, thick and padded. neither of our feet made any noise as we walked across it. It was very dark, barely enough light to see by, except for some neon runners along the bottom of the walls, sort of like a movie theater once the movie had begun.
This sent my thought s back to my first meeting with David in the theater where he first dominated me into being his 'Toy" as he calls me now. I felt the twitch in my belly then the heat between my legs at the thought. That need was surfacing again, my breathing started to get heavy, my chest heaving. All the while my brain was trying to stop the thoughts, knowing David wasn't here I can't get all worked up, I would have no satisfaction and just be left frustrated again like the night I was forced to watch David fuck Paula all night in my bed as I was tied and bound to watch.
"This will do nicely." I heard Paula's self satisfied voice say to no one
in particular. That's when I chanced a look upward from the floor. My mouth gaped open as I looked around. I heard Paula laugh at the look on my face as I saw the stages and large couches in the dark corners. Paula nudged me with her elbow, " nice huh? but it's not exactly what you think." When she said this a gorgeous tiny brunette approached Paula, smiling and greeting her as if they knew each other. They did that annoying kiss to each other's cheeks before Paula motioned me forward.
"This is stupid." she said indicating me to the tiny brunette. " She thinks she found the man of her dreams, and though great in bed he doesn't treat her very well, but I've been asked by her ' Master' to teach her how to be a better 'toy' for her master." she was rolling her eyes to the brunette as she gripped the back of my hair and pulled it downwards. " Isn't that right stupid?" She asked. My first instinct was to nod, but learned better at the pain as she held my hair tightly, the pain to my scalp made my words squeak out awkwardly, " Yes mistress." Summer, as I later learned was this woman's name laughed, " Oh, one of them huh?" Paula just nodded tugging my hair back a few times. "Do you think you can teach her how to be a good slave for her master? I personally don't care as long as I keep getting his dick, that man is .." She almost sighed, " fucking fantastic in bed." Summer grinned, " Well we will teach her or convert her." She laughed. 'Convert'?
I thought, what does that mean? My thoughts were broken when Paula stepped closer looking down at me as she pulled my hair back, " Summer here is going to teach you some things. You will follow her orders or I will tell your master you were disobedient. Do you understand?" I quickly answered, " Yes Mistress." As Summer took my hand and lead me to one of the dark corners, Paula followed behind saying hello to a few of the women there as we passed them. It hit me then that there were very few men there at all, most seemed only to be there as bouncers, and maybe a few spectators. There was another, beautiful woman on the stage dancing, much like a strip club would have, or at least I my mind I figured it was like a strip club would be having never actually been in one in my entire life. Summer pointed to the dimly lit couch and said flatly, " Sit there." I did as Paula and her discussed something I couldn't quite make out as the music was very loud here.
Eventually Paula walked over to me snapped her fingers at me and held out her hand. I stared blankly not knowing what she wanted from me at that point. She snapped her fingers three more times as if trying to get the attention of an oblivious child. Then raised her voice, " Your bank card. Give it to me. I need a drink." I was about to protest When she snapped again impatiently. I immediately opened my small purse and handed her my bank card. she took it and walked away toward the large bar. Summer moved in front of me. " Can't please your master huh? Such a bay slave." She coo'ed in a very sultry voice, even when she had to raise it to be heard. She stood in front of me so I had to crane my neck back to look at her face. She was young, maybe even younger then me, I would guess at about 18 or 19. She had slightly slanted eyes, as if she may have been part asian.
She was dressed in what seemed to be a leather bikini. tiny straps held her natural B cups up. A small zipper ran down the thick top, between her breasts. Her bottoms, were the same leather material, some leather straps tied through small silver metal loops secured them to her hips. She began to walk back and forth while looking at me as if she were evaluating me. Her tiny hand slide form one shoulder to the other as she did depending on which side of me she was inspecting. Summer had a well formed ass. It was perfectly round, tight and well show off by her skimpy outfit. She looked even more the part of a master in her thigh high leather boot with the tall stiletto heels. I was a bit jealous. She was walking sexual desire and I felt like a frumpy looking child compared to her.
I slouched my shoulders unconsciously. ashamed of my body as compared to hers. She yanked my hair backwards forcing my face up as she said into my ear. " Stick those tits out, Your master will want you to display them at all times." I immediately sat up straight and stuck my chest out. She smiled, " That's better." Her hand slide form my hair as if she were smoothing it down. Then she moved it around and cupped one of my breasts in her hand, squeezed it hard and commented, " Do you work out?" I answered "no. not really." and nodded at the same time. My eyes still needing to fall to the floor in submission and a bit of embarrassment at being touched so by this younger woman. She slide her fingers to my nipple and squeezed it gently. " They aren't bad, a little soft just a touch of sag.
You will need to start working on that, I will show you some excercises before you leave here that will help. She kneeled in front of me now still pinching and caressing my nipple through my thin sun dress and ordered, " Touch mine." I felt weird as I reached up at this strangers orders and cupped her breast lightly. Her voice rose up a bit as she said, " Touch it like you would touch your lovers cock." I know I turned beet red but I complied. My hand cupped it firmly as my fingers dug slightly into the soft, but oddly firm flesh of her left breast. Summer covered my hand with her own and made me squeeze tighter. " Harder, you aren't going to hurt me little girl." I found this odd as I was sure I was older then her. " I work out every day to get my body this nice. People want me, men and women. It turns me on when I think about how many people must have fantasized about me." I found this a bit egotistic but I had to agree she was firm, yet her breasts weren't plastic. I began to notice the muscles in her thighs, her flat toned belly. She was very fit. Again I started to cringe at the thought of my soft untoned body compared to hers. I thought how my master would probably fuck her deep and long for hours as I was made to watch again, being second choice or even third after Paula. Both women having remarkable bodies.
Paula returned soon enough bearing three cocktails. Long island iced teas, it seemed. She closed my hand around the tall glass and instructed me to , " drink up! You're going to need it." Which put a fear into me. I did as instructed, knowing I probably would need the alcohol to deal with whatever she had in mind for me. It was after about two more of these that the drinks all started hitting me at once. Light headed, and not a little tipsy. I fell into , 'my fuck it I'm drunk!' mode.
Summer then pushed me down on the plush couch. I knew something was coming, but at this point I was almost giddy from the alcohol. She started by climbing up and planting a knee to either side of my slouched form. She was moving her hips back and forth causing her leather shorts to rub my thigh. I could tell she was enjoying the sensation. I felt bad, I had never had a lesbian experience before. I was scared and not sure if I wanted this to happen but as always that dirty desire in my brain was screaming to try it out. Summers' body was beautiful, the soft leather not completely uncomfortable rubbing against my thigh. She humped my leg causing my dress to move upward until she was rubbing my bare leg. I was silent and just stared. Still not knowing how I felt about what I think was about to happen. My brain and that dark need arguing inside my head.
Summer then reached up slowly and unzipped the zipper that held her top together. She unzipped it, and with a thrust of her chest it popped open. Her nipples didn't fit her body, in my mind. They were a contrast to her dark hair and olive skin. I expected them to be dark like my own but they weren't. They were as pink as can be and round and puffed out. My eyes locked on them. There passing through each pinky puffy nipple was a tiny gold bar and from each end of which dangled, which looked to be, a tiny little oak leaf. Perhaps it wasn't an oak leaf I could barely make out it was a leaf in the dimly lit corner.
She cupped her breasts in her hands tugging gently at the little bars that passed through each nipple. My desire screamed for me to touch them. My eye drank in the sight. I caught myself licking my lips, the sight was arousing I have to admit. I reached up to touch her nipples and those hypnotizing little gold bars only to have her slap my hands away pianfully. " I didn't say you could touch me. If you can't pleasure a man there is no way you will know how to pleasure me!" her voice was so childish, but had authority in it that made me cringe like a child being chastised by a parent. summer then moved her fingers to her lips wetted them and began rubbing the wet tips over the tips of her nipples. I squirmed under her. The sight was.. very arousing.
When her nipples had hardened, her areola tightening up and poking them out, my eyes were hypnotized even more. I had to fight the urge to reach up and touch them. the thought of what they would feel like against my fingertips raging in my head. She then placed her finger tips pinching the bar through either nipple gently and tugged on them. I was glad then the room was so dimly lit, my nipples had hardened and my pussy was beginning to soak through my thin panties. " You like my jewelry?" she coo'ed. Still tugging and rotating them a little. I was nodding a 'yes', before remembering I must answer aloud and whispered out, " Yes. Do, do they hurt?" I asked automatically. She grinned from ear to ear while grinding her pussy against my leg through her leather shorts. " Oh, a little at first. But after that they make your nipples so sensitive. " She tugged her nipples as she explained this. Her eyes half closed as she increased her pace on my thigh. "Do you think you would like some of your own?" she asked and I surprised myself when I answered ," oh yes please."
That being said she grinned. "There's a price." I figured it couldn't cost too much and after looking to Paula for approval I answered, " I would really like some." she grinned wider if that is possible. Summer stopped humping my leg and in gymnast style leaned back while straddling my thighs till her hands touched the floor flat. This was amazing to me. She was so limber. Now I knew that I definitely didn't want David to meet her. She then reach between my feet and slid out a small leather case, kind of like a small suitcase. When she leaned back up with it in her hand she was grinning still. She hopped off of me and sitting beside me now said, " Let's see those titties." She laughed at the sound of her voice saying it, and I almost did as well. I began to fumble with the top of my dress trying to slide it off my shoulders when she slapped my hands again. " Just take off the dress. I normally don't undress people but I am interested in seeing your tits." She said staring at my covered breasts with hunger.
It reminded me of the customer at work that addressed my breasts instead of my face, like they wanted to just rip my shirt off and attack me. I paused only for a second before my hands slid down to the seam of my dress. Paula bitching at me, " Oh for fuck sake, this shy girl thing is getting old already. Do as your told or I tell David. Which is fine with me my pussy get wet just thinking about having that cock in me again. the mental picture made me jealous again. I pulled the hem of my dress upwards, lifting my ass until it was above my waist, then slid it up and over my head. I held to it tightly, looking around to see if anyone could see us and laid it down beside me. The room being as dark and loud as it was I figured no one heard Paula's order and no one could probably see us either.
Summer snapped her fingers at me and pointed to the bra. I truly hate when people do that, like I am a dog or something, but I complied quickly. Reaching up and with two fingers unsnapping the front of my bra so that it popped open. Summers hands immediately went to my breasts. Her hands cupped and squeezed them. I say her finger tips digging into my 'C' cups hungrily. Eventually she cupped either side of my tit with one hand and squeezed it causing my nipples to push outward. I moaned out loud when she ducked her face down and sucked my nipple into her mouth. Her tongue swirled over it, strummed it, and her teeth held it tightly. I know I sighed out loud. Paula laughed at me and said, " I can't blame you. If I wasn't so hungry for a man cock I'd so love to just lay and let Summer make me a lesbian."
Paula then reached up and did the exact same thing to my other breasts. my thighs parted ever so slightly in want but I sat still half slouched down in the plush seat. With a wet sucking sound Summer pulled her mouth off my nipple stating, " That oughta do for now." Then she opened up her little suitcase. I glanced down to see little compartments filled with different bars and rings. All sizes, all colors. then she held up the little gun. Well not a real gun a piercing gun, the sight of it made me a little more scared. She ran her finger tips over the contents of the box saying something like, " ..now which one is for you…" more to herself then to me. I made the mistake of pointing to a tiny gold bar and announcing, " I like that one."
She answered by slapping my hand again. " You don't wear gold, that’s for the masters or someone who has earned it!" I pouted a little as she pulled out a pair of silver loops bigger around then my finger but not vulgarly large. " ahh. these will do for a novice slave." She stated. She pointed the piercing gun at my chest and ordered, " Now hold still or this will hurt a lot more than it should." She was almost comical as she held her tongue , half poking form her lips between her teeth as if she were concentrating, and quickly, pressed the gun to my still hard nipple and squeezed the trigger. The pain was intense but brief, I wasn't expecting it and yelled out quite loudly. " Holy fuck!" Summer and Paula looked around to see every head in the place turned our way. They smiled and waved and turned back to me after the crowds' attention had turned back away. " fucking yell like that again and you'll get us kicked out of here, or get some attention from some of these horn dogs in here. How will I explain to your master you got gang raped in a bar you stupid ass!" I mumbled a quiet , "sorry" as I tried to rub the pain out of my nipple, that when I realized it was done I felt the cool metal against my skin and looked down surprised. "That's is?!" I exclaimed to Summer.
She grinned and said, " almost. But we can't have you yelling again." Summer looked to Paula and told her, " Stick something in her mouth to shut her up." Paula knew what she meant. She popped one of her huge pale breasts form her dress and stuffed it into my mouth forcefully. She leaned in laying her weight against my mouth. I heard her say threateningly, " You bite my tit and I'll fucking hit you harder then David ever thought of, you got that stupid. I half nodded and half mumbled, " MmHmm." With her tit pressing its way into my mouth. I then felt Summer squeeze my breast and felt the cold needle point press to my skin. I balled my fists up preparing for the pain this time. It didn't help much. " Oghhh fuggckk!" I screamed against Paula's huge tit. How I kept form biting her I don't know, probably the fear that she really would hit me. It was over that fast. Paula still pressed her tit into my mouth as if she were trying to choke me with it. I heard Summer laugh, " You can take it out now."
Paula just pulled my head to it tighter. " This little bitch needs more jewelry I think." I was confused, I mean both my nipples were pierced now what was she talking about? It hit me as Soon as I felt Paula yank my panties aside. " Hit her clit while I got her quiet." I immediately started to fight. But stopped abruptly when Summer said, " You need to stop, trust me. You do not want me fucking this one up!" I froze stiff. Tears in my eyes as I forced air in and out of my nose. My chest rising and falling in a panic. Paula just laughed commenting how good it felt to have me breathing so heavy on her nipple. I contemplated, for just a fraction of a second, biting down as hard as I could on her nipple. The thought left quickly as I felt the twang of intense pain shoot through my most sensitive part. My clit screamed.
The pain was quick and sharp like before but seemed to linger longer. I wanted to cup my hands over it and rub the pain out , but Summer held my hands down as I screamed onto Paula's huge tit. Then as I thought I was going to pass out or throw up from the pain, it just stopped. Summer then ordered, " Keep them in, and keep them clean." With that Paula pulled her tit form my mouth and plopped back down beside me. My thighs were quivering as I quickly opened and closed my legs trying feebly to fan the pain away. Summer then passed something across my vision to Paula. "Here ya go. I figure you get this till her master can take possession." I eyes were a bit watery as I squinted to see the long silver chain and on each end was a tiny clip. I assumed they would clip through the hoops.
Summer held what was left of her drink to my lips and told me to drink it all. I complied. I sucked on the straw till I heard the slurping sound that indicated there was none left to drink. I was even more dizzy so I just slumped there sinking into the plush couch for awhile, not moving and not speaking until I heard Summer say, " Now for my payment." My eyes opened slowly. I looked confused when I saw Paula slide my bank card , along with her exposed tit, back into her dress. " Whatever you want Summer, you’re a doll for doing this for me but I imagine your skills are expensive?"
Summer made a sighing sound as her hand dropped to my shoulder, " Very." was all she said. Then I knew things were about to get crazy for me.
I wasn't sure what part of my brain was screaming louder, the part that reminded me I wasn't a lesbian or the part that screamed for satisfaction. Any satisfaction. Summer traced her finger tips over my face and down my shoulders. I had chills even though I felt like I was sweating. when her finger tips slide around the curve of my breasts and finally came to rest on the very tips of my newly pierced nipples I shuddered visibly. Paula laughed at me commenting, " She's fighting it. " Summer ignored her and leaned her face into my view, " Don't fight it girl. You are going to love this." She grinned and kissed me. Not like David kisses me, with his lustful force, but with a sweet soft caress of her lips.
I didn't kiss back afraid I might like it too much. Summer didn't seem to care I could feel her smile while she kissed me and felt her tongue flick out against my lips, playfully trying to coax my lips apart. My curiosity got the best of me and I parted my lips for her tongue. Her tongue felt small, wet, and tasted sweet in my mouth. I felt rather then heard the moan escape my lips. My nipples hardened again and with the pain almost gone, the sensation was wonderful. Like the small weight of the loops in my nipple were some ones light touch. My mouth opened more to give over to Summer's tongue just when she stopped. I must have been sitting there making a kissing face in the air where her lips use to be because Paula again laughed out loud.
I opened my eyes just in time to see Summers smile turn into the evilest grin I have ever seen. My heart jumped in fear at the sight of this beautiful woman standing looking at me like a child holding a magnifying glass over and ant. She reached down and hooked one of her fingers through the hoop on my left nipple and yanked it hard. I couldn't help but go with the motion to lessen the pain. Falling to my knees in front of her feet and turned awkwardly to the left, I felt again like some ones pet. I guess that was her point as she began to walk yanking my nipple painfully till I managed to crawl with her movement. My heart quickened in fear as she tugged me up the stairs to a small stage. I was no longer safe in the dim light of the couch, but in full view of the entire room on the almost blinding lit stage. I couldn't see anything past the floor lights that shut out the sight of everything but me and Summer on the stage.
Summer's voice changed also, form sweet and soft to deeper and crueler. "Get off your knees." She ordered as I struggled to do so she was hauling me up by the nipple loop. It felt like she might tear it form my body it hurt so bad. I finally got my feet under me with a tear in my eye from the pain. " Do what I do and no matter what happens do not stop doing it." She barked in a commanding voice. Her voice I know could be heard even over the music. I couldn't see them but I heard people approaching the stage and my legs began to tremble.
Tugging my loop one last time to get my attention she grinned and began to roll her hips while her hands ran up her body to cup her exposed tits. She nodded her head forcefully to indicate I should be doing the same. I began quickly and awkwardly before she could reach for the nipple loop again. I felt embarrassed, not as being naked, or being controlled publicly. I was embarrassed at that very moment because I really couldn't dance, I had never really tried, and certainly not THIS kind of dancing! I did my best to follow Summer.
I stumbled a few times, but got back up and continued when I did. She was moving like sex embodied. I was soaking wet there watching her move naked next to me, while an entire club watched us. My dark desire was giddy with lust at the thought of it. I grew beat red all over when Summer moved to the pole in the middle of the stage climbed it locked her legs hung upside down and spun her way down it back to the stage. I knew I was going to fall, I knew the entire room would laugh at me. I froze for a fraction of a second until I saw Summer smile and motion me to the pole with her fingers. I gave a deep breath and tried my best to do what she did. I surprised myself.
Everything went fine till the spin down the pole, I came down to fast and almost slide off the stage. I rolled back onto my stomach to see what I had to fail at next. I stopped half on my knees when I looked at Summer she was standing there smiling with a pair of padded cuffs in her hands. These cuffs were attached somewhere out of view to the ceiling above. I looked form the cuffs to the ceiling and then into Paula's eyes. She grinned and pointed to a spot in front of her. I was trembling again and afraid. My lustful side took over as I found myself crawling to her, though I never took my eyes from her as I did. I stood up on my knees and held my wrists out as she wrapped and buckled them to me. She stomped her booted foot on the stage twice and the chains began to tighten, raising my arms above me till my knees barely touched the stage.
Summer walked around me a few times. Well actually it was more of a strut. I could hear people hooting and whistling as Summer gripped my ass cheeks and pulled them apart. Exposing everything to the crowd. I couldn't turn enough to look back but understood why everyone began to hoot and whistle more when I felt Summer run her tongue from my clit up and back across my asshole. My body shivered again. It felt… delicious. She moved around in front of me and grinned before walking to the far side of the stage in front of me. She then turned and ran straight at me, curled into a ball, flipped in mid air and landed in front of me with such force she slide feet first between my parted knees. I looked down quickly just in time to see her press her mouth to my pussy. She clamped her mouth over my pussy and sucked her breath inward like a vacuum. My head shot backwards at the sensation as she held the piercing there between her teeth and sucked on it as hard as she could.
I couldn't tell if I was feeling more pain or more pleasure. That's when I came. I came hard, my whole body was shaking causing the chains to shake, causing the crowd behind me to hoot and clap. My chest was thrust so far forward I thought I might crack my spine as I came all over Summers sucking mouth. My scream of pleasure brought another round of applause from behind us as Summer released my clit and using her hands slide backwards out from under me toward the crowd. I was holding my weight up by my wrists as my body convulsed, I felt giddy and light headed and not just from the drinks.
Summer walked back around me grinning, knowing exactly what she just did to me. She wiped her mouth with the back of her arm and stepped forward till her leather shorts were pressed to my face, and said out loud, " I gave you yours, now give me mine." the crowd went wild and it sounded like there were two hundred people behind me. When they settled down a little she continued as she unzipped the tiny leather shorts, " Now little toy. I will allow you to lick my pussy till you get to taste how sweet my pussy is. If you can get me off, your master will be a piece of cake." She was chidding me. Embarrassing me by telling anyone within hearing range that I had trouble pleasuring my master? I turned beat red and determined to make her cum as hard as she just made me cum. My body was still shaking when I pressed my mouth forward. I locked my mouth over her clit like she had done to me and sucked her clit into my mouth with all I had. I felt her get wet. Then I felt pain on my tongue.
Pulling my mouth off I looked down to see her piercing was as barbell covered in small needle like spikes. I tasted a little blood in my mouth as I realized it must have stabbed my tongue. I looked up at her with a , " That's not fair!" Look in my eyes. Summer grinned wickedly and pressed her hips forward to my lips again. This time she took a handful of my hair and lifted her leg grinding her booby trapped clit against my mouth. I felt it stick me what seemed like a hundred times before I began to understand what I needed to do. I had to not touch it at all, but lick around it and using my tongue tug at it. I found this out when I licked just the correct spot and Summer gave out a moan.
In my mind I was thinking, " I got you now bitch." So I concentrated on those spots. She exploded in my mouth about fifteen minutes later. her legs shaking and shining with her own cum as it seeped down the insides of her thighs. She leaned her weight onto my head causing the chains to pull at my arms painfully. I hung there pressed down for a few minutes, aching but satisfied that I had paid her back, until she stepped back from me. I knew b the look in her eyes that she would have the last laugh. She grinned as she said, " Ladies, This newly devirginized lezzy is yours for the using. If she refuses anyone, you have her masters permission to punish her." My mouth fell open in shock. 'What?!' My brain screamed. I desperately tried to turn around and look how many women might have been standing there to fuck my face, but the tight chains made it impossible to turn far enough.
I couldn't tell you how many pussies I licked, sucked and tongued for the next few hours. My tongue lost its feeling after the first eight or nine. Some came quickly, some took as long as an hour. All of it a blur, well until Paula stepped up. Her dress up around her waist her little stripe of red pussy hair in my face. She looked down at my glazed face with mock sympathy. " Is your little cunt mouth tired?" She asked, and though I knew it would probably get me in worse trouble I nodded. My neck barely moving from being forced backwards as these women who were strangers forcefully fucked against my face. I hung my head and panted for air.
Paula giggled and consoled me, " Ok then. I'll let your over used mouth be then. I almost cried in happiness till her next words came out. " They have such a lovely assortment of strap-ons. I have always wanted to fuck someone with one." I lifted my head to plead with her to be met with a giant black gel cock. Paula had fastened it around her and pressed it to my lips, waving it back and forth. " Bet my cock wet whore, Or it is going ot fucking hurt when I fuck you with it." As much as those words scared me, one thought stuck in my mind. " Oh god please no! I am saving my virginity for David! That belongs to him and only him!" I began to bawl like a baby as Paula knelt behind me.
I heard a male voice yell out, " fuck her hard!" From the back of the room. When I felt the tip of the giant jet black cock press to my asshole, I spread my thighs wide. Willingly letting this woman I hated fuck me like a dog in front of a room full of people. The thought causing me no stress , just as long as my virginity stayed intact for David. Paula guided the giant dildo between my ass cheeks with one hand and yanked my head back by my hair with the other, " This cock is even bigger than your masters'. And I am going to fuck you right here for everyone to see your whoring asshole take ever fucking inch of it. What have you got to say about that you stupid girl?" I think I surprised her when I whispered as loud as my sore jaw would let me, " I only wish to please the Mistress. Pleasing the Mistress pleases the Master. I would take cock twice as thick and twice as long to please him, if that were his wish."
Paula was shocked as she didn't move for a few minutes, until some man behind us in the crowd shouted, " Fuck her with that big black cock of yours honey or I'll fuck her with mine!"
My heart skipped a beat at the thought. My brain was screaming, " No, NO , NO!" As I swung my hips backwards causing Paula to slip the lubricated head of the dildo in, forcing my asshole open painfully wide. In my mind if she was fucking me , no one else would try to.
" Use your toy Mistress. I am here for your pleasure. I am a good fuck toy for you and the Master." I begged continuing to impale my own ass down the huge blackness of Paula's strap on. Eventually Paula got over her shock. She gripped my hips tightly, " Tell mistress how good her cock feels in you, you stupid toy." She demanded as she thrust and stretching my asshole to before unknown limits. I screamed at the top of my lungs form the pain, " Mistress has the fattest, longest cock that’s ever fucked my ass! Mistress uses me like I should be used! fuck me with your giant cock Mistress!" The crowd hollered and whooped. Paula fucked that giant cock shaped chunk of gel so deep into my pussy I thought I felt it slam against my spin.
I could hear Her panting in her hateful lust. I wanted this to end as quickly as possible, to end the pain. I began to swing back and forth on the chains slamming Paula's added cock deeper into me and screaming, " Your cock hurts! It so huge! Fuck me mistress I am yours, Yours to use, yours to stretch open, your little fucking whore!" I continued ranting even when it seems Paula was at a complete loss for words and stopped moving her hips. I fucked myself onto the cock, My dark need took over as I started to feel like a worthless slut. Fucking myself against another woman with a strap on, while a crowd looked on.
"Mistress fucks me so well, May I cum on your cock Mistress!?" My voice pleading even as I started to cum, permission or no. " Pleeeassseeee let my cuummmmm foor Y..y..youUUUU!" My last word signeld to everyone I had just achieved my orgasm. I slide my self back and forth slowly , still cumming, smearing my juices onto Paula's fake cock until my body couldn't move anymore. Paula came out of her haze I think then. She rammed it in deep one last time leaning over my body. I felt her giant tits, and her rock hard nipples pressed against my back as she whispered threateningly, " embarrass me huh? You just fucked up you little whore." I was lost in ecstasy. Oblivious to anything but the quivering warm satisfied feeling that spread from my toes to the tips of every hair on my head.
I didn't realize what Paula meant till I half opened my glazed eyes to see a line of men standing in front of me cocks out and hard as rocks. Paula, said, " I brought her hear to learn how to please her master. She learned how to make a woman cum with that whore mouth of hers, but she might need some more practice on men." I tried to back up away from the short fat hairy cock that was being slapped across my face with a crude, " Fuck her master I just want to pump her stomach full of my cum." the men laughed and agreed.
Paula leaned in commenting about how I should swirl my tongue more or take it full yin my mouth. with hurtful comments like, " I know your master likes it that way, He screamed how good my mouth sucked the cum out of his fat cock, while you were in your hospital bed. Remember that toy? When I was fucking your masters cock? That cock you want so badly, but he won't give it to you. Because he knows after me , you won't compare, you are only good to stick his dick in until a real woman comes around. Any woman really, since you are not a woman , you are a meek little mouse , that will never be anything more to him then a fucking toy, and a fucking punching bag. I hope he beat your ass again maybe you will come to your senses, but if not, at least I get to fuck his cock while you sit and cry."
I guess that was Paula's way of trying to convince me to leave David? Or maybe I really did embarrass her that badly? Either way I began to cry, sobbing sloppily on each cock that was pressed to my mouth. I slobbered on them, gagged on them, swallowed their cum and had it shot across my face, in my hair and all over my body. Summer had appeared again dressed, she leaned into my opposite ear and was encouraging me, " that’s it. Men love it when you suck them like you need their cum more than air. You suck like a paid whore. You are such a good cock sucker. That's it suck it like I showed you to suck my pussy. Steal their cum form their balls and drink it down into your belly. Be hungry for it.
That’s what your Master wants. Not love, or caring, or cuddling. He wants to use your body, and make you want to have him use you. That's how it is when you’re a cock hungry slut. You need it and he knows it, he can beat you half to death and you would still crawl back to be used by him. Paula told me. You are stupid and if you let him treat you like that you deserve it, it makes you a fucking hole for his cock, and a useless woman. You want to be his slut, keep sucking cock after cock. Be that cock sucking whore he already thinks you are. When you are done you come to me. I'll show you a woman's love. I'll show you what you should be getting, all you have to do is tell me you love me, and stop being some mans whore."
Through the blur of pain, humiliation, embarrassment, and all around lack of self esteem; Summer sounded to me like the devil. tempting me with parts of what I desired, and only offering them form someone I did not desire them from. I had my eyes shut tight. Between gasping for air between cocks being shoved in my mouth, and the pain of so many hands tugging and pinching my newly acquired piercings: I knew what hell must have felt like. All of it in my heart. My want for David to love me, and give me what I need so much, tormented me when someone I barely knew and had no thought of having a relationship with was offering those things to me… for a price I was unwilling to pay. I couldn't get David out of my heart or my desire. And I certainly couldn't replace him with Summer's twisted lesbian affection, not even if she was the softest kindest woman on Earth.
That’s when I realized how dangerously needy I was of David. He was the first to see that Dark need in me, and he knew That darkness had fixated on him. I cried until It was over. I am not even sure when that was, I was so sore and emotionally drained I didn't even remember leaving the club that night or showering or going to bed on my couch. Paula filled me in on the details as she teased me about how many cocks I had sucked and how many women I had 'tongue fucked'. When I was too exhausted to listen anymore she let me alone, adding one last threat. " Now it's all up to me. Maybe I'll tell him how good you were…… Orrrr….. maybe I'll tell him how I had to drag you out of there because you were trying to fuck the bar. Technically you just sucked them all off, but we will see what kind of mood I am in when David comes back won't we?"
I remember starting to cry when I finally drifted off to sleep , having nightmares of David leaving me for Paula, and even a few of him fucking both Paula and Summer while I was chained on that stage sucking off random strangers as my master told me it was all I was good for.