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It was my birthday and two members of the local bdsm club to which I
belonged had decided to take me to dinner I was told to be ready at 8-00pm..I was to be taken to a good restaurant so I was to dress
elegantly.I was ordered to wear white and nothing else I had no rights, no
choice and no free will.
Garth and Sally instructed me to wear a white very lacy bra, white panties a
white dress with long sleeves and a high neckline I was surprised and pleased
at this show of modesty and consideration for me but I was to wear no
stockings, my legs were to be bare with only a pair of white slip on shoes. I
was to be nicely made up, but not too much make up my hair was to be freshly
washed and loose around my shoulders I was to wear nothing else atall, I was
permitted no jewellery.
With my heart racing and feeling so happy and relaxed I showered, put on my
make up, brushed my hair until shone and slipped on my permitted clothing. I
sat down and awaited my host and hostess. I was so happy that something nice
was to happen for a change. Oh little did I know what a night of utter
humiliation, pain, complete slavery and sexual abuse I was to suffer.
Slavegirls do not enjoy life, they are always sluts, always whores always nothing
but sex objects, they exist only for the perverted pleasure of others. I know
that now. The door bell rang.
"Good evening Master, Good evening Mistress" I said respectfully
as I let Garth and Sally in. "Lift your dress club slut show us your
lingerie" said Sally ignoring my polite greeting. Blushing, I had not
expected this treatment , I lifted my dress as ordered
to my waist revealing my bare legs and my lacy white panties. "Higher you
little cunt get it right up slut" snapped Garth slapping my face. Tears
came to my eyes as I yanked the dress up as high as I could. I moaned softly as
they both pawed at my breasts and my pussy, but I remained still during this
violation "Right lower your dress slut, come with us" said Sally.
"Thankyou Mistress" I murmured submissively as I lowered my dress
with a sigh of relief. and followed them to their car.
I reached for my coat and bag. "Bring nothing with you slut absolutely
nothing understand?" ordered Sally yanking at my hair. I screamed with the
sudden pain and gasped "Yes Mistress your slut understands" suddenly
very frightened things were going so wrong I stumbled into the back of their
car..
I sat in the back with Mistress Sally [as I must call the cruel perverted
bitch] while Garth drove. ignoring me completely the
two had a normal conversation. While talking normally about the weather,
business and general gossip, Sally produced a pair of scissors and started to
calmly cut away at the sleeved of my beautiful dress. "Please don’t Mistress please no" I whispered pulling my arm
away. "Shut your fucking mouth clubslut, keep still or I will shove these
scissors into your arm" snarled Mistress Sally. With a moan of terror and
a sigh of resignation I remained still as Sally grabbed my arm again. She resumed
her normal conversation with Garth and continued to cut away at my sleeve. I
moaned softly as I felt the material parting, she reached my shoulder.
"Other arm cunt" she snapped. With a sob I gave her my other arm and
still ignoring me, still talking normally with Garth ,she
cut away my other sleeve. With both arms now bare I felt the usual sense of
humiliation, hopelessness, fear and submission as Mistress Sally calmly lifted
my dress and started to cut my panties. "No please no not my panties not
that please" I pleaded "I ‘ve told you slut
shut the fuck up or you will feel these scissors in your pussy" hissed
Sally. I froze, closed my eyes tight shut and remained submissively still as
Mistress Sally inserted the scissors into the right leg of my panties and started
to cut, I was crying as I felt the reassuring pressure of my panties go.
Mistress Sally sliced right through the leg of my panties
then cut the left leg too.. ,she just pulled the thin
material away and thew my panties on the floor of the car I gasped as her
fingers brushed against my already wet pussy, but she ignored me pulled my
dress down This indifference to me, this treating me as a thing not a person
was even more humiliating than enjoying my slowly revealed body. She continued
to talk to Garth about the latest film they had seen as she started to cut away
at the side of my dress .I was now crying constantly as the bitch cut the dress
from the hem to just above the shoulder. My dress gaped
wide open revealing my smooth tender flesh and the side of my bra.
"Club slut is looking more like the whore she is, but she still needs
more. Have you any ideas Darling?" she asked Garth. He said "Yes I
think we can add to her appearance" said Garth and he pulled into a dark
side road. My heart sank as he stopped the car and got into the back.
"Open your eyes slut. Look at us" snarled Sally, slapping my face
hard. I screamed and opened my eyes, I looked at my
two tormentors with wide, tear filled pleading eyes. "The whore’s hair
looks far too nice for the slut she is" said Garth as he ran his fingers
through my lovely fine soft blond hair. He grabbed the car’s very full ash
trays and savagely rubbed the filthy mess into my beautiful hair. I hate
smoking and the smell of smoke. I was struggling, sobbing and screaming as my
hair was transformed into a horrible mess. Sally was laughing as she said
"Add this too" and she a bottle of motor oil from somewhere and
poured it over my head. She rubbed it in until it blended with the tobacco ash,
the mess ran down my face, it ran into my eyes, Sally rubbed it into my dress
she lifted my torn dress and rubbed it into my flesh.
"That’s much better" said Garth as they both leered at me, gone
was the pretty, elegantly dressed girl . Now she was a
filthy, sobbing slavegirl with a torn dirty dress, filthy hair, no panties and
sobbing with hopeless submission. Sally removed my shoes leaving me bare
footed. "Right now we are ready for dinner" she said. Garth started
the car again and with me sobbing in the back we moved off.
"We can’t go to a restaurant with club slut looking such a mess"
said Sally "Let’s go to Karla and Mike for dinner" I shuddered with
real fear Karla and Mike were very cruel members of the BDSM club. I was really
crying by now, but apart from her hand on my thigh and sometimes brushing my
pussy Sally completely ignored me.. The car stopped at
the end of a long drive. "Out slut" snarled Sally. The stones on the
drive hurt my feet "Please Mistress may I have my shoes" I begged
"No slut" replied my Mistress "Move and lift that fucking dress
up we want to see that pussy" Whimpering with the pain and humiliation I
lifted the dress. I felt the cool air on my leaking pussy and limped up the
long drive.
Garth rang the bell. "Keep that dress high slut let them see what a whore
you are" hissed Sally. The door opened and a grinning Karla and Mike stood
there. They saw two perfectly dressed guests and a shivering crying slavegirl
with a torn and dirty dress lifted high, her pussy exposed,
her hair a filthy mess, motor oil mixed with tobacco ash and tears ran down her
face "Come in Darlings" said Karla. As Garth and Sally smiled and
went in Mike snapped "Down slut get on your fucking knees now" With a
moan of submission I dropped to my knees my dress gaped open but at least my pussy
was covered. I moaned again as Mike snapped a collar around my neck. "Come
in cunt" he snarled and yanked at the strap. I was sobbing as I crawled on
my hands and knees after Mike. We entered a large room with a big fire .The
others laughed and jeered as they saw me. I shivered and sobbed. My night of
humiliation and pain was about to begin. ..
"
On your feet clubslut" snapped Sally. Crying I stumbled
to my feet and stood before them my torn dress gaped
open and desperately tried to hold it together. Oil and tobacco ash dripped
down my shivering body onto the floor "Would you care to join me Karla
Darling" said Sally slapping my hand away from my dress
"Certainly" grinned Karla and I moaned helplessly as the two women grabbed
my open dress and together yanked it apart. The thin material of my expensive
dress was not made to withstand such violent treatment and with a thin ripping
sound simply tore apart and came away from my body.I gasped with embarrassment
as the men cheered. The women then grabbed my lovely bra at the sides and
pulled. The flimsy bra also could not stand such treatment and parted in their
hands, my breasts sprang free, my nipples were very
erect and rock hard. "Just look at the dirty whore" said Karla
"I bet the slut is soaking wet" and she pushed her hand into my
pussy.
I screamed with the sudden and violent invasion of my pussy but remained
submissively still as Karla leered "Yes the whore is leaking just feel
her". it was just awful as 4 pairs of fingers
explored me, thrusting deep in my pussy and pulling and twisting my hard
nipples. I was moaning, crying, writhing and panting as the violation of my
body continued. it was utter humiliation and very
exciting to be treated with such contempt, to be just a sex object for their
lust. I ceased to be a woman I was just a thing, a sex toy as they all abused
me. Suddenly without warning my nude body erupted into an intense climax. I
fell to the floor gasping and heaving. I screamed with pain as a belt cut into
my back. "Get up slut" shouted Mike "We haven’t fucking finished
with you" and the belt once more lashed into my nude, tender female flesh.
I screamed again and scrambled to my feet to stand nude and frightened before
them.
"Get in the corner slut on that towel we don’t want you leaking all
over the place like the disgusting cunt you are" hissed Karla. Crying I
stumbled over to the corner of the room and stood on the towel there.
"Spread your legs slut get them fucking wide
open" snarled Sally. Now moaning and with my eyes wide with fear I obeyed.
"We are going to have drinks now whore You will
provide the entertainment .Play with yourself slut we don’t want your hands to
leave your stinking pussy or your breasts for a second. Understand
clubslut" with that she cruelly twisted my nipples. Ii screamed and nodded
" Yes Mistress"
I sobbed and my fingers flew to my pussy and breasts.
I don’t know how long it was as slavegirls are not allowed watches but the
next 2 hours [it seemed like that time] were absolute humiliation. The group
completely ignored me and chatted , laughed and drank by the fire while I stood
alone in the corner utterly nude, face, hair and body covered in grime and
grunted and gasped as I was forced to masturbate nonstop. Over and over again I
climaxed, my hands were covered in cum. Cum ran down
my nude legs. I moaned and pleaded again and again to stop, but I kept
masturbating, kept grunting and gasping, kept climaxing. I was growing weaker
and weaker, my mouth was dry, my hands were sore, my
pussy was tender and sore. Occasionally one of the group
would glance at me and hiss "Faster slut, faster move those fingers faster
cunt!" At one time Sally said "Does the slut want a drink" I
nodded weakly "Yes please Mistress" I whispered. Sally fetched a
glass of ice cold
I had no pride left as I continued to masturbate, utterly ignored but I knew
that my shame, my tears were bringing this perverted group a sick pleasure. I
ceased to be a woman I even ceased to be a slavegirl as I grunted, gasped and
moaned away, my eyes glazed I became just an open, wet enormous throbbing cunt
as my tired fingers did their disgusting work on my poor aching pussy., my tear
filled eyes closed as I submissively stood and masturbated for a group who
couldn’t care less about me.
I screamed as a whip suddenly cut into my thighs. My eyes flew open and
thinking I had displeased the four perverts my aching hands went deeper , faster into my pussy. Then I noticed all four were
standing around me and they were nude. I blushed and lowered my eyes
immediately. I had been taught that unless they were servicing their owners slavegirls were not permitted to look at their owners
bodies, but I was not prepared for my next humiliation.
"Right clubslut your disgusting sounds have made us all sexy. We want
to fuck. Put the cocks in us and make fucking sure the cocks are hard"
snarled Sally as she and Karla lay down and spread their legs. I blushed even
more and looked dumbly at the two men who stood before me. "I couldn’t do
that please no" I whispered I was still masturbating as I had not been
told to stop. I screamed as Mike picked up a thick leather belt and lashed it
into my breasts " Slut get those hands out of
your pussy and onto these cocks" he roared. Never have I felt more
worthless, more humiliated. I was crying and sobbing helplessly as I took first
one cock in my hand and gently rubbed it until it was big and hard. I had to
position Mike over Karla and insert his cock into her pussy and then had to
repeat the action with Garth as I stroked his cock and inserted into a grunting
Sally. This humiliation was so complete, so intense that I knew I really was a slut., a whore the lowest slavegirl. As the four pounded
away at the love making Sally glanced up at me just standing there dumbly.
"Get those hands in your pussy slut" she gasped "
Keep on wanking you little whore. So that was the scene
, the four fucking on the floor and me standing above them my hands once
again deep in my pussy, sobbing with shame. Can this slut sink any lower I thought..
My four tormentors finished their lovemaking with noisy climaxes and lay on
the floor exhausted and were kissing and petting each other. I still stood with
legs wide apart, my tired hands still in my aching pussy, I was covered with
tobacco ash, motor oil, orange and tomato juice,my
legs were sticky with my own cum, I was moaning, gasping and grunting as I
swayed before them. I was close to total exhaustion, total collapse. The four
stopped kissing and sat up looking at the slut. Desperately I tried to move my
hands faster.. "Right clubslut we want to hurt
you now, fetch that whip from the wall" leered
Karla. Dumbly I turned to obey. I screamed as a hand lashed my nude back
"Crawl you cunt crawl and carry the whip back to us in your mouth"
snarled Mike. Sobbing I fell to my knees, collected the whip in my mouth .in
total submission ,crawled back to them and dropped the whip at their feet..
"Good" said Garth picking up the whip and trailing it across my back.
I shuddered.. "Stand up slut get
those hands back in your fucking pussy" shouted Sally. "No please no,
not again" I whispered .My whispers turned into a scream as the whip cut
into my body. "Do it fucking do it slut!" roared Garth raising the
whip again,. "No Master please
no" I screamed as I scrambled to my feet and once again thrust my hands
into my poor pussy.
"The game is to see who can make this slut scream the loudest"
said Sally. The others laughed in delight and everyone now grabbed a whip and
stood around me. I sobbed and pleaded with them not to play this game, but of
course it was useless. "Shut the fuck up slut. Slavegirls have no rights
especially you whore" snarled Karla cruelly. "Now get those hands out
of your pussy you disgusting little slut and raise them over your head we want
a good target to aim at" the others laughed and cheered again. They were
now out of control ,crazed with lust and the desire to
hurt me and hear me scream. .I slowly raised my hands over my head as ordered
as the group moved closer. "Right who wants to go first" said Sally’
I whimpered in fear.
"I will" said Garth and he drew back his whip and lashed my nude
body very hard. "Ohhhhh Arrrh" I gasped as the whip cut into my back.
Sally grinned "Watch this" she purred and her whip sank into the nude
flesh of my smooth back as well. "Ohm " I moaned "Me now I
think" said Mike and his whip cut across my thighs I jumped with the pain
"Oh Oh please stop please no more" I pleaded. Everyone laughed at
that. "Oh there’s lots more to come yet
slut" snarled Karla as she approached with her whip I stood submissively
with my hands raised over my head still. Oh , I have
been whipped many times but always until now in bondage This was simply awful
it seemed the ultimate in humiliation and submission to stand there before
these 4 sadists, completely nude with my hands raised my body open and
available. I looked at Karla with wide, tear filled eyes. She laughed cruelly
again "My turn" she hissed .She drew back her arm and lashed me with
her whip .The whip cut deep into my flesh, the tip of it snaked around and cut
into my erect nipple "Aaaarrrgggghh Arrrggghhh" I screamed in agony
My body jerked my hands flew down to my breasts. Everyone cheered as I
grovelled before them. "I won I think" boasted Karla I sobbed and
sobbed now kneeling on the floor in agony .
"Get up slut on your fucking feet now hands in the air" roared
Sally kicking me hard. I looked up at her in utter despair,
tears were streaming down my face. I shook my head without hope "Please no
Mistress, please no more" I whispered "On your feet you stupid
cunt" screamed Sally in anger "I will decide when you have suffered
enough not you slut" and her whip lashed into my nude throbbing back. I
screamed with the renewed pain as I somehow scrambled once more to my feet and
submissively and fearfully raised my hands in the air leaving my nude body
available and unprotected. The four of them were now consumed with lust and the
desire to hurt me as they gathered around my trembling body.
"Right everyone hit at will" grinned Sally. Then all hell broke
loose as the four of them laughing, cheering and jeering lashed and lashed at
me. I was screaming, sobbing, pleading for mercy, twisting my body to try and
avoid their whips, eventually my arms dropped down as I tried to cover my poor
breasts, my abused pussy, I sank to the floor in total exhaustion complete
submission. I just lay there now not even trying to protect my breasts and
pussy, my nude body heaved as the whips crashed and crashed into me. Finally my
torment stopped, they got bored of my screams ,my
heaving abused body and left me laying there as they went off for a drink. I
just lay there nude and sobbing . I was completely
broken. I was their slavegirl, their property. I was nothing else..My birthday was over until next year I shuddered at the
thought and started to cry hopelessly
The end..
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