My husband (Tim) is a foreman for a privately owned construction company. I'm Tim's blonde haired 25 year-old wife (Bekka), a real estate broker. If you read my previous stories (dealer 1-5) you know that Tim is addicted to cocaine; and, that our black dealer (James) pimped me out to pay for Tim's addiction.
Tim's last job was out-of-town; and, he was in trouble for over-running its scheduled completion. This is Friday; and, James had given me for the weekend to Sir, a customer into BDSM, who was trying to exploit my submissiveness. I had two surprise phone calls this morning. One was from James who said that Sir had to postpone our weekend interlude; I was relieved because Sir liked to hurt me. The other was from Tim, who said his job was completed and that he was on his way home. That made me happy, because I hadn't seen Tim for two weeks.
Tim arrived home just before dinner; and, I had bought some steaks to celebrate the end of his project. We drank some wine with dinner and anticipated a night of passionate sex. During dinner, Tim informed me that the owner of his company was having a birthday celebration at his house the next day; and, that he would be in even more trouble if we didn't attend. He said that he didn't tell me earlier, because he wasn't sure he's be home in time. I wasn't annoyed because I had no conflicts; and, a party sounded like fun.
Saturday afternoon, Tim asked me to wear something sexy to impress his bosses. I chose a light satin dress with a scooped neck line that showed a good amount of cleavage and a mid-thigh hem line, and a pair of pink 4" heels. The dress was baby blue and pink; and, I wore pink lipstick and eye shadow to complete my Barbie image.
We arrived at the house a little after 7pm. It was a $-million home with a curved driveway in front. The driveway was full of cars so we parked in the street and walked up. Someone opened the door and let us in. We walked down a marble floor entry hall to a large great room where the guests were drinking and socializing. One of Tim's managers welcomed us and steered us to the bar, which was setup in a hallway next to the great room. We got drinks and began circulating among Tim's workmates. Except for a few, they were married with wives in attendance. All were white except for one black couple.
Before long, the owner (Scott) came over and chatted with us a bit before moving on to his other guests. Scott was a large burly man with a bald head and hairy arms and fingers. He had a strong voice that commanded respect. I suggested to Tim that it might help if I could make friends with Scott's wife; but, he indicated that Scott was divorced. So, we mostly socialized with the other married couples.
The drinks kept flowing; and, we were having a good time. A string quartet playing popular music could be heard from speakers in the ceiling; and, I was grooving to the music. I caught a few men oogling my tits, which pleased my ego.
Later in the evening, some of the guests began to leave. Tin was showing the effects of his drinking; and, I suggested that we leave as well. However, when we began saying goodbye, one of the managers persuaded us to stay longer telling Tim that he deserved to celebrate the end of his long project; and, that Scott wanted to talk to him later. So, Tim got us another round of drinks and we stayed.
Tim was nervous about talking to the owner and kept drinking. By the time the last guest had left, he had passed out in a chair. Scott said that we shouldn't drive home in our condition; and, that we could stay in one of his empty bedrooms. The manager and another foreman helped me get Tim upstairs and into bed. Then, the manager said that Scott wanted to speak to me; and they escorted me back downstairs into the room where Scott was sitting quietly sipping brandy.
We stood in front of Scott while he calmly looked me up and down and said that there was a rumor going around that I was fucking blacks while my husband was away. He didn't wait for my response and asked me if Tim knew about that. I thought OMG, how did he find out! It snapped me from my inebriated fog; and, I tried to think of a responce. In the end, I thought that lieing might make things worse; so, I said that he did. I didn't want to mention that it paid for our cocaine, because it might have added another nail to Tim's coffin.
Scott continued that, for the second time, Tim had not finished his project on time; and, that it was costing him money. He said that he could simply fire Tim; but, he knew that could ruin us financially. The other option, he said, was for some kind of payback. I knew in my mind that, without Tim's income, we could lose our house. And, without further thought, I asked "what can we do"?
Scott said, "the first thing "you" can do is lose that dress and show us your sexy body". My weekends with James had made me accustomed to being naked with a group of men; and, the drinks had lowered my inhibitions. I obediently reached back, unziped my dress and pulled it off over my head. Now, I was standing in my half-bra and thong. Then, Scott said "lose the bra and let me see those luscious tits". As I unclipped my bra, the manager and foreman peeled my thong down my legs to pool at my ankles.
Standing naked in my pink heels, Scott told me to come and sit on his lap. The men on either side of me held me while I stepped out of my thong and I sat on his lap. He cupped one of my tits in his hand and squeezed and manipulated it as the others watched. I could feel my pussy dampen. He said that my body was built for sex; and, with his other hand, he pulled my face to his and gave me a deep kiss. During the kiss, he moved his hand from my tit to my pussy and pushed one of his hairy fingers inside. Then he pulled it out and tasted it. After dipping it back in, he put in my mouth saying "see how good you taste".
Then, we stood; and he walked me to his first floor bedroom. He told the other two men that he would text them when he was through and that they could come and get me. Once in the bedroom, he told me to turn down the bed as he undressed. When his hairy body was naked, he told me to suck his cock. His cock was thick and about 9" long. Having a cock in my mouth always turns me on; and, I sucked it for what seemed like a long time. His cock was mostly hard; but, the alcohol he drank kept him from cumming very soon. He fondled and squeezed my tits stimulating me beyond the drinks and excitement of being naked with a strange man. Then, he put me on my back and suckled my nipples and tits causing my pussy to lubricate. When, he licked and sucked on my clit and used his tongue to pierce me as deeply as it would go; my hips responded and I wanted him inside me in a very carnal way.
My hips gave him the message; and he crawled on top of me and pushed the blood engorged head of his cock inside my pussy. I was wet enough to allow him to work all of his 9" in my pussy without much effort. Once inside, he paused to feel my hot pussy before undulating slowly. Being stuffed with cock always excites me and my hips encouraged him. He kissed and licked my face and tongued my ears as he fucked me, wispering how hot and beautiful I was. He fucked me for what seemed like an hour before he sprayed the insides of my pussy with hot cum. After catching his breath, he texted the others to come and get me. As Scott walked me to the bedroom door, he told me that he would call me when he wanted me again.
The manager and foreman met us at the door with my clothes and took me upstairs to a spare bedroom
with Scott's cum was running down my leg. At the door to the bedroom, the manager told the foreman to make sure Tim was still asleep in the other bedroom. Then, took me in his arms and kissed me; running his hands over my back and ass and mauling my tits making my nipples hard.
The foreman returned, said that Tim was out-of-it, and began undressing and pulling back the bedspread and sheet. The manager handed me over to the foreman, while he undressed. The foreman explored my body with his hands and told me to get on my knees and suck his very stiff cock. He said my tits had been driving him crazy all evening; and, he couldn't wait to get his hands on me.
I sucked him until I could feel his cock swell and pulse like he was close to cumming; and, he pushed me off saying that he wanted to fuck me first. By then, the manager was undressed; and, they put me between them in the bed. They both mauled and sucked on my tits and fingered my cum drenched pussy, getting me all hot and bothered again.
The manager fucked me first using a condom. His cock was fully hard, as he entered me; and commented on how good my pussy felt inside. He took his time giving me an orgasm before filling his condom with cum. Then he peeled it off and presented his cock for me to suck clean. I was in full slut mode; and, I licked it clean without any hesitation.
The foreman decided that he wanted my ass and told me to get on hands and knees. He used his cock to spread my juices on my ass and worked it into my ass bareback. He reach under me and grabbed my tits as he drove his cock in and out of my ass. My mind was lost and my pussy drooled with lust. "God that was good" he said, as he spurted his cum in me, and I collapsed on the bed.
I went to the toilet to let the cum run out of me, while they dressed. Then, they took me to the bedroom where Tim was sleeping and put me in bed beside him. I guess they left after that.
Tim and I left the next morning, without seeing Scott. Tim had no idea what happened to me; and, I thought it best not to tell him. Scott phoned me on Monday and asked if I told Tim about our "adventure". I told him "no"; and, he said "good, lets keep it our secret".
The beginning of the week went by quietly. The real estate market was still unactive and I stayed home after lunch. Tim worked at the construction office helping to plan upcoming projects. Unfortunately, those projects involved a lot of out-of-town work. But, money was money and it kept us going.
The pressure Tim felt at work caused him to use coke more and he needed another supply soon. He called James and arranged to buy some. James had stopped accepting Tim's money and required me to spend the weekend with him, or in this case SIR, who had postponed our meeting last week.
Tim drove me to James Friday evening as planned; and, SIR and his driver (Ali) picked me up and drove to his country estate.
SIR's large doberman dogs (Thor and Zeus) met us at the door. Thor put his nose under my dress and sniffed until SIR ordered him away. SIR dismissed Ali and buckled a collar around my neck. He led me to his library and poured us each an aged single malt scotch. His next command was for me to undress; I would be naked for the entire weekend. I have to say that it excited me, first to be naked, and because I didn't know what he planned to do to me.
His conversation returned to my being submissive and him leading me through the experiences of pleasure and pain. Kind of a review of what he told me in our first meeting. He also reminded me that I was not to speak unless spoken to and to obey his commands immediately. He had bought me for the weekend; and, I didn't really have a choise but to submit to his desire. He said that he was eager to have sex with me and that the rest could wait until morning.
When we finished our drinks, he snapped a leash onto my collar as a reminder that I was property and led me to his bedroom and closed the door. He instructed me to kneel in the slave position next to his bed as he took off his clothing. The room felt cool and my nipples stiffened.
Once he was naked, he stood in front of me and wiped his cock all over my face and through my hair. Then he said "suck". I knew to keep my hands behind me and to use only my mouth. He liked me to suck his nuts and sack so I began there; licking and softly sucking as his cock rose to full attention. Then he wanted his cock wet with my saliva and for me to massage his cock between my tits. I started to pull my hands forward; but, he stopped me and grasped my nipples with his fingers and pulled my tits around his cock. He held my tits in place and undulated his hips in a fucking motion. Him squeezing my nipples caused me some minor pain; but, it also caused my pussy to lubricate. When his cock began leaking pre-cum, he said "suck" again; and I licked it clean.
Next, he told me to sit on the edge of the bed and assume the position. He commented that he enjoyed playing with my tits and punishing them. Then he slapped each one repeatedly watching them bounce and jiggle on my chest. I have to confess that it turns me on when my tits are mauled and treated roughly. SIR noticed that my pussy was wet; and, reminded me that I respond well to pain.
After that, SIR positioned me on my back in bed; and, he crawled between my legs and began licking my pussy. When my hips began to move, he crawled forward and inserted the head of his cock in my pussy.
SIR's cock is a little longer than average and of average thickness. He adjusted his position and then slammed it into me with force. My insides adjusted quickly and my nerve endings sent excited signals to my brain. Soon, we were fucking like monkeys and he was sucking on my neck and mouth. I think SIR uses some kind of drug because he can stay hard forever. I had two orgasms before he shot his cum in me. Then we drifted off and slept til morning.
In the morning, SIR paged Ali and told him to take me to the dungeon after I showered and dried my hair. Ali took my leash and led me to another bedroom to shower. It was the same bedroom that I had used on my first visit and had some clothes in the closet that fit me. If you don't remember, Ali is a giant of a man from a black tribe in Africa. Ali always leered at me and welcomed when SIR gave him the opportunity touch and feel me. He watched me as I took a shower and dried my hair. Sir caught me looking at the bulge in Ali's pants last time and told Ali to show me his cock. It hung to his knees and was so big it actually scared me.
Ali took me to the basement and punched the code into the combination lock on the heavy steel door to the dungeon. He flicked on the switch that illuminated the spot lights over the various items of equipment; and led me to stand under the rope suspended from the ceiling. He wrapped cloth cuffs around my wrists and raised my arms overhead so that I was stretched but could keep my feet on the floor. Then, he took his standing position next to the door waiting for SIR to arrive.
After maybe 15 minutes, SIR walked in wearing a black hoodie and pants. He nodded to Ali and walked in front of me. He told Ali to tie my ankles to rings in the floor so that my legs were spread. In that position, I couldn't twist or turn and only my toes touched the floor.
He asked me how long it took for the welts to vanish the last time he whipped me. I said almost two weeks. "Good" he said; and ***********ed a flogger from the wall rack. He said that last time he warmed me up with a light weight flogger before using the heavier leather one that left welts. But, this time, he was using the leather flogger first, because he wanted to hurt me. It surpised me how fast he could change from being somewhat tender to the devil.
He walked behind me and gave my ass a hard stroke with the flogger. Woosh, it felt like the leather strips were cutting my skin and I yelped. He reminded me that the dungeon was sound proof and that I could yell all I wanted and no one would hear me. Then he gave me two more strokes in rapid succession. My ass burned and felt like it was bleeding. I managed to stifle my screams and bear the pain. SIR reminded me that I needed to thank him after each stroke or it wouldn't count towards the ten strokes he planned to give me. Immediately, I said "Thank you SIR". Woosh, he stroked me five more times, with me thanking him after each one. Then he walked around to inspect my pussy to see if it was leaking. It wasn't to his satisfaction so he gave me five more strokes. My ass felt like it was on fire and I knew that it was covered in welts that would make sitting painful.
But, he still wasn't satisfied. He faced me; and, with my legs spread, it made my thighs an easy target. Wooosh, the flogger lashed the inside of my thigh just below my pussy making me scream out loud. Woosh, he hit my other thigh. The skin is so tender there it was more painful than on my ass. Woosh, woosh, two more strokes brought tears to my eyes. But, this time, my pussy leaked and SIR was satisfied.
Ali relesed me from the wrist and ankle restrainst and walked me over to a table with stirrups like in a doctors office. I saw that my thighs had deep red welts where SIR whipped them. I layed down on the table and Ali buckled my legs in the stirups and my wrists to the sides of the table. Then he attached a chain to my collar and fastened it to the head of the table. Sir wheeled over a motorized piece of equipment with a rubber phallus attached to a rod and positioned it between my legs so that the phallus was just touching my pussy. He said "this is a fucking machine" and that he was going to let it fuck me until I couldn't stand it any longer. He said the phallus was self-lubricating and adjusted the stroke so the phallus moved from 1" inside my pussy to 9"s deep. Ali attached a belt around my waist so that I couldn't move to avoid the phallus. SIR flicked another switch that caused the phallus to move back and forth inside me at various speeds that cycled from fast to slow.
It was a pleasant change from the pain from whipping and, in no time, it gave me a orgasm. The changing speeds kept me stimulated as I layed there experiencing one orgasm after another. But, after an hour had passed, the orgasms became painful. SIR left Ali to watch me while he left the room. After what seemed like another hour, my muscles were cramping; and, I begged Ali to stop the machine. SIR returned then and turned it off. They released me from the table, gave me some water, and let me recover.
SIR removed my collar and gave me a new one with the word PET printed on it. He said that from now on, my name would be Pet. He complimented me on my nice big tits and asked Ali if he liked them. Ali said "yes, they are very nice SIR". SIR told Ali to feel free to touch and feel them. Ali grasped my tits in his large hands and squeezed my nipples between his fingers. He squeezed my tits like you would squeeze a ruber ball, sending an electric message to my brain and my pussy. Then, he leaned down and took my nipple in his mouth and sucked on it with his large spongy lips causing them to harden and stimulate me further. The words "OH yes" escaped my mouth.
SIR said "we can improve on that" and told Ali to put me in "the chair". "The chair" was padded on the seat, which had a large hole in the middle like a toilet seat, and on the narrow back. Ali buckled my ankles to the chair legs and cuffed my arms behind the back of the chair, which had the effect of pushing my chest outward. Finally, he buckled a belt around my waist and the back of the chair and inserted a butt-plug.
SIR brought some glass cups from a wall cabinet and some rubber tubing and a hand pump. He swabbed my tits with alcohol and lubricated the rims of the cups. Then, he attached a length of tubing to the cups and the hand pump, and placed one over one of my nipples. He squeezed the hand pump causing a vacuum that sucked my nipple into the cup. He repeated the procedure on my other tit.
SIR pumped until my large aereolas were inside the cup. The pumping gave me more stimulation and pleasure than mouth sucking until it became painful. SIR pumped me until a mixture of fluid and blood was oozing from my nipples. It fucked my mind; and, I put my head back and closed my eyes, surrendering to the mixture of pleasure and pain.
SIR released the vacuum and removed the cups from my tits, asking Ali to clean them and put them away. Then he got another set of cups from the cabinet and showed them to me. They were the same size as the others but had two rows of needles inside the sides of the cup. The look of fright in my eyes made him comment that these would test my tolerance for pain.
Then, he attached the tubes and pump and lubricated the rims so that they would seal on my tits. SIR placed the first cup over my nipple and gave it just enough vacuum to hold it in place. Then he did the same with the other cup. I could feel just the prick of the needles on my aeriolas until he began pumping. My tits were sucked into the cups against the needles, which slowly penetrated my skin a fraction of an inch. Sir paused then to measure my reaction. Then, he pumped more sucking my aeriola into the needles another half-inch. I put my head back and closed my eyes bearing the pain, felt like the sting of a hypodermic needle when you get a flu shot. But, with the mind blowing effect of it being in your tit. The stinging pain made me delerious. He pumped until the one-inch needles were fully imbedded in the aeriolas surrounding my nipples. The inside of the cups were streaked with my blood.
SIR pulled the cups outward and let them snap back causing the needles to grind inside me. He asked me to describe how it felt. I said "it felt like the needles were fucking my tits with hot pepper"; but, strangly, it began to stimulate my pussy. He released the vacuum and slowly pulled the cups away from me letting the needles slide out. Then cleaned the blood from my tits with alcohol and asked Ali to clean the cups.
I felt weak from the pain and from not having eaten. Sir said that he had not fed me because the pain causes some women to vomit. Next, he brought several large hypodermic needles from the cabinet and showed them to me. They appeared to be 5-6 inches long. He stretched my tits and nipples out from my chest with a brace between my tits and placed the tip of a needle at the center of my nipple.
He told me to watch as he slowly pushed the needle into me. It was slow at first as it penetrated the tougher texture of my nipple then sank more quickly once it was through. The pain in my nipple was exruciating; and, I squeeled as it sunk through. SIR smiled and let it penetrate my tit a few inches before doing the same to my other tit. The stinging feeling made me tilt my head back; and, he jiggled the needle and told me to watch. Then he pushed both needles into me an inch at a time until they were fully embedded in my tits. He was fucking my mind!
He took another needle and pushed it through my left tit from the side until it came out the other side. He did the same on my right tit. Tears were running down my cheeks fom the searing pain. But, SIR was delighted that my pussy was wet. He fingered my pussy until I drenched his hand with my cum.
Sir slowly removed the needles causing the stinging feeling to return; and, had Ali release me from the chair. Ali helped me to lie down on a table under a heat lamp. SIR said "its not fair that Ali has to watch but gets no relief" and told Ali to undress. I was afraid he was going to let Ali fuck me. But, SIR said he wouldn't let Ali fuck me because his humungus 16" cock would surely tear my pussy. But, he said, you can relieve him in other ways.
Ali revealed his muscular pitch-black body; and stood beside me with his huge circumsized cock dangling down. He rubbed it all over my body, rubbing it over the tops and bottoms of my feet, and up my legs to my pussy. He rubbed its head, which was the size of a plum, over and around my pussy and through my wet pussy lips. I was awed and couldn't take my eyes off of his big black cock. It was leaking pre-cum as he rubbed it across my stomach and around each of my tits, then my neck and over my face. Finally, he rested the head of his cock on my lips. SIR, who was watching the whole time, said "SUCK".
Ali slid me down on the table until my head hung over the end and presented the head of his cock to my lips. I licked the spongy head of his cock and opened my mouth as far as I could to get it inside. Ali pushed it to the back of my throat a few times, then pulled it out for me to lick more of it and his huge nuts. He held his nuts over my mouth for several minutes while I soaked it with my saliva, causing his cock to fully stiffen. Then, he put it back in my mouth and began to rythmicly fuck my mouth.
It was way to big to penetrate my throat. Ali fucked my mouth for a long time and squeezed my sore tits until he shot rope after rope of his cum in my mouth. I heard SIR say "swallow it" and I tried. But, it was more than a mouth full and some of it leaked out. I swallowed what I could and SIR made me lick the rest off the floor. Ali's cum tasted sweet and I liked it.
By then it was mid-afternoon and SIR said "you've pleased me my PET; but, that I had enough for one day. He told Ali to give me a shower, tend to my wounds, and prepare me for dinner. Ali and I took a shower together. The hot soapy water stung my welts and needle wounds as Ali washed the perspiration and cum from my body. I returned the favor by washing him, taking a long time to wash his cock and nuts. I couldn't take my hands off of his hot black cock, fantasizing how it would feel inside me.
After we dried off and Ali rubbed an anticeptic cream on my welts and wounds, He took a nice dress from the closet for me to wear to dinner with SIR. I applied a little makeup and brushed my hair.
SIR welcomed me in his library and poured each of us some aged scotch whiskey. He told me how wonderful I looked and how pleased he was with my submission and progress. He said that he would like me to stay with him full-time if I was willing; but, that he understood my relationships with Tim and James and would respect that. Then, he asked me again if I would like to continue my training. That is something I thought about daily; and, even though it scared me, it excited me to be used like that. And, I didn't want to stop. SIR was pleased with my answer.
SIR's chef made us a tasty venison dish that evening. We drank some wine with dinner and more scotch afterwards, which dulled the sting from my wounds. SIR took me to bed that night and gave me two orgasms.
After breakfast on Sunday, SIR said that he did too much to me yesterday and didn't want to do more damage to my ass or tits. Also, he didn't want to leave marks or bruises that my clothes wouldn't cover. So, he took me back to bed and had me suck him off. Then, he fucked my ass. It was one of those tender moments when his devil was quiet.