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Kit

Part 3

THREE

Saturday evening, after being fed her evening meal laced with Dax's aphrodisiac, Kit was led into the main dungeon by her leash. Crawling on her hands and knees, she was the picture of complete submission. Her breasts occasionally brushed against the floor, generating a clinking sound as the metal studs came into contact against the stone.

The entire membership was seated in a circle around her; the submissives kneeling before their masters and mistresses. The room was cast in shadows with the spotlight on the new initiate who now knelt, panting from exertion, in the middle.

“Slave Kit!” a voice roared from a hidden source, “Do you submit to the Sanctuary?”

“Yes, Master,” she whispered. Kit was anxious to please anyone and everyone at that point. She thought of the day's events in the small room and shuddered. Her pussy lips were swollen to twice their normal size and she still felt the effects of the dildo that had raped her for eight continuous hours.

“Do you accept your obligation to be punished?”

Kit hesitated for only a moment. “Yes, Master, I accept.”

“First of all, you will be taken by a Master and led around the block. Your hands will be cuffed behind you and your ankles will be shackled together by a two foot piece of chain. Your Master will hold your leash while you follow him. You will be allowed to wear these shoes.

“Master?”

“Permission to speak, Slave Kit.”

“I am to go outside without clothes?”

“That is correct, Slave Kit. Except for the shoes and collar, of course. Do you resist?”

“. . .no, Master.”

“Good! We will await your return.”

Kit slipped the shoes on and found they had three inch heels. She stood unsteadily while chains were attached to the straps around her ankles and her hands were cuffed behind her. One of the men whom Kit hadn't met stepped forward and took her leash in hand. He was the only one in the group that was wearing clothes. With a gentle tug, he led her toward the stairs that would take her outside.

As they opened the front door, Kit was surprised to find that it was still daylight. She had hoped for the darkness of night to conceal her nakedness, but that was not to be. With a lump in her throat, she followed her Master down the steps and began her journey around the block.

At first, she was thrilled that there was no one else on the block. Shuffling along behind the man, she made a great effort to keep her balance with the high heels. Slowly they made their way down the sidewalk, nearing the first corner.

As they turned the corner, Kit's heart sank. Standing in a doorway were three African American boys, smoking pot. When they saw Kit coming, they surged forward.

“Woooweee! Looky what we got here! Hey, mister, you selling that pussy? She sure look prime!”

“She's not for sale,” the man replied. “But you can fuck her if you want.”

“YesSireeBob, I want! Hey, baby, come here and sample old Ralphie's cock!”

The black grabbed Kit's right tit and gave it a hard squeeze, evoking a slight moan from her lips.

“ahhhhhh!!”

“She's hot! Goddamn, she's hot! Come here, pussy!”

Kit was pulled into the doorway and braced up against the wall. The black named Ralphie grabbed her by her thighs and lifter her legs off the ground. Fumbling with his trousers, he had to lower her for a moment while he dropped his pants. A thick cock sprung out as he lifter her legs once again.

“Holy Shit! Her pussy's soaking! I'm in to the hilt without even trying. You like that cock, pussy?”

The black was pounding Kit back and forth; her body bouncing with each thrust. Ralphie bent down and took her left tit in his mouth and bit her nipple.

“Ohhhhhh!! Oh, God!” moaned Kit, her head thrown back and her mouth open. “Fuckme! Fuck me hard!”

Ralphie was doing just that, slamming his groin into her with a loud “whack!” The two were gasping as Ralphie punished Kit's pussy with all of his strength.

“Oh, yeah. . . “ Ralphie yelled as he stiffened. Kit could feel her pussy filling with his seed and she continued to milk the shaft inside her until it softened and fell out.

“Next!” called one of the other men. Before Kit realized it, her legs had been lifted once again and another cock was pounding in her pussy. Her second assailant didn't last long. After only a few thrust, he cried out and shot his load.

The third boy stood eyeing Kit as she stood, breathing heavily, sweat covering her naked flesh.

“I don't want no sloppy thirds. Bend her over; I'll take her ass!”

“No!” Kit cried. “Wait! I'll suck you off! Don't fuck me in the ass!”

“Bend her over, Goddamnit! I'm about to shoot myself!”

His companions grabbed Kit's shoulders and spun her around, pulling her head down until she was bent over double. She groaned as she felt hands on her butt cheeks and the tip of the young boy's cock poised at her tiny hole.

“UNNNNHHHHHH!!!!” she grunted as the cock pierced her bowels. The pain spread through her body while she attempted to relax her sphincter. In moments, the youth was pounding into her backside, the sound of his body slapping against her cheeks echoing in the doorway.

“Unhh! Unhh! Unhh! Oh, Jesus! Unhh! Unhh!”

What seemed an eternity but lasted only a few seconds Kit experienced the first sodomy of her consciousness. Although she had been used in that manner Friday night, she was so out of it that she hadn't even realized it.

“If you want to suck someone off,” Ralphie yelled, “suck this!” He pressed his cock against Kit's lips and she intuitively opened her mouth to receive it. She could taste the remains of his semen and her juices as she licked and sucked while the other boy pounded her ass.

Ralphie's cock grew hard again and Kit swallowed it down her throat. Gagging a bit, she fought the urge to throw up and continued to suck on the meat between her lips. When Ralphie spewed his second load of spunk down her throat, she swallowed quickly. At that moment the boy in her rear shot his load up her bowels. Kit was left gasping for breath as cum dripped down her thighs and ass.

“Come along, Slave Kit! Our friends are waiting for us!” The Master pulled on Kit's leash and started walking.

“Hey, Cunt! Come back soon!” the boys cried, laughing as Kit staggered down the sidewalk.

A number of people approached the bizarre couple and stared at Kit as they passed. Some of the men smiled and reached out to pinch a tit or slap her ass. Kit flushed with humiliation as she was paraded like a prize animal in a stock show.

They turned the second corner and Kit whimpered as she saw a group of school children approaching. Bowing her head, she heard their excited chatter as they passed. Kit had never known such shame.

After the next corner, the street seemed deserted and Kit breathed a sigh of relief that she was almost back at the Sanctuary. Halfway down the block, they came upon a homeless man, laying in a doorway. He had apparently been using the passageway as a home; with a dirty thin mattress on the floor.

“Whatcha got there, Mister?

“A slave.”

“Whatcha going to do with her?”

“I'm going to punish her.”

“Can I fuck her first?”

“Of course!”

The bum scrambled to his feet and stuck his finger in Kit's pussy. “Wow, she's ready, alright! Come here, baby, and kiss your daddy!”

The smell was almost overpowering as Kit was embraced by the filthy man. His tongue explored her mouth and Kit thought she would throw up. He was squeezing her breasts and grinding his body against hers while pushing her to the floor. Once Kit was on her back, he reached down and unzipped his threadbare trousers, allowing his stiff cock to spring out. Kit spread her legs apart, eager to satisfy the man and move on.

The drifter began to plunge in and out of Kit, drool running from his mouth and dripping on Kit's face. Her need was so great that she dismissed this obscenity and wrapped her legs around his body.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” she cried; her body rising to meet the tramp's thrusts.

“Whatcha doin', Pauly?”

The voice came from behind the doorway.

“Fuckin'”

“Who are you fuckin'?”

“This man's slave girl. He let me.”

“Hey, Mister, can I fuck her too?”

“Of course! Wait until Pauly's finished and you can be next.”

“Hey, I got some buddies up the street. Can I run get them?”

“You'd better hurry. It looks like Pauly is about to come.”

The sound of footsteps running caused Kit's eyes to widen momentarily and then she returned to her task of satisfying her overpowering lust. Pauly was a good fuck as long as she could ignore his odor. Her body was rising to meet his thrusts, oblivious to the fact that she was in full view of anyone who happened to walk by.

As Pauly cried out, Kit felt his seed empty inside her and an orgasm erupted inside her at the same time.

“Yessssss!” she sighed, her cunt throbbing with engorged blood. When Pauly stood up, Kit saw a half dozen men staring down at her greedily. One of them unzipped his trousers and fell on top of her, sliding his cock inside her easily. He began to pump up and down as Kit closed her eyes and threw her arms around him.

She was scarcely aware when one man replaced another. Her orgasms were so overpowering she had trouble even breathing. As far as Kit was concerned, she was quenching a fire that had been burning in her all day.

When the last man had finished, her Master lifted her to her feet and she stood unsteadily. Semen dripped from between her thighs and ran down her legs.

“Thank the gentlemen, Slave Kit!”

“Thank you,” she whispered softly.

“They can't hear you!”

“THANK YOU!!”

“Good! Let's get back to the Sanctuary before you fuck everyone in the city!”


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