This is the last in a series of 7 stories in the Date Night series.
It is meant for the reading pleasure of adults only. Please send any
comments to 4playd@comcast.net. i love hearing from you.
DATE NIGHT 7
MY WEEKEND OF SLAVERY
Written by 4play
My wife Chris had told me to get "ready", which I knew meant
for me to get into my role as Slut. This process took over an hour;
involving as it did shaving my body, showering, putting on makeup,
doing my hair and dressing in my French maid outfit. As I completed
my transformation, I wondered what Chris had planned for tonight.
She never informed me ahead of time, feeling that as her slave I
should accept whatever she demanded of me. I knew that she had
something special planned since she seemed to be unusually excited
as she was getting herself ready to go out.
Wanting to please Chris with my appearance, I took extra care
shaving my body very closely, painting my nails bright red,
applying my facial makeup just right and fixing my hair just the
way she liked it. I made sure the seams on my nylons were straight
before hooking them to my garter belt. The bra with the cutout
nipple areas allowed my nipple rings to hang free. The sheer white
blouse ensured that they would be visible through the fabric. I
stepped into the short black skirt and tucked the blouse in tightly
to show off my breasts. Chris was so proud of the way she had made
them grow. Hoop earrings and a bracelet completed my outfit. I put
on the 4" high heeled shoes and I was "ready".
Chris was completely dressed by the time I was finished. I had
been expecting to see her in the leather outfit she normally wore
on the occasions she was in her Mistress role, but she was dressed
as if to go to a wedding or similar occasion. She was so beautiful!
"Get me a glass of wine Slut" she demanded. I filled a crystal
goblet with her favorite wine and brought it to her. " Get your
cosmetic bag and put it in your purse." she told me. As I went to
do that, I deduced that it was going to be another overnight ordeal
with the Masters and Mistresses we had been with before.
Chris looked through my purse and removed the two dollars she
found in there. "You won't be needing any money" she said. My
bewilderment about this was interrupted by the sound of a car
pulling into our driveway. When the doorbell rang, Chris nodded her
head indicating that I should answer it. i opened the door to see
big, tall and handsome guy standing there in a tuxedo. I gave a
small curtsy and invited him in. He walked past me as if I wasn't
there to kiss and embrace Chris. I had never seen this guy before.
Where had she met him?
They kissed for a few minutes before Chris asked "Would you
care for a drink dear Jason?" He replied," Not now, we'd better get
going. Thanks anyway." Chris said,"Ok, I'm ready." Then she told
me to get the suitcase from the spare bedroom. "Yes Mistress" was
my answer. The embarrassment of being dressed as I was in front of
this gentleman was mixed with the hurt of Chris's not even
introducing me to him.
Jason held open the door for Chris to sit in the front
passenger seat. I sat in the back seat holding her bag. We rode
down to a seedy part of the city. They chatted happily about what
fun they were going to have on their trip. Chris was like a
schoolgirl on her first date. Whatever they had planned didn't
include me!
The car stooped in front of a rundown house. I was scared to
even be in this neighborhood, let alone to stop here. Jason got out
and opened the Door for Chris and opened the back door for me to
exit. Chris had me leave the suitcase in the car. Taking me by the
hand she led me up to the front door, which opened as if by magic.
Mistress Pat stood there. She'd obviously been watching through the
window for our arrival. " Come right in Slut, we've been waiting
for you!" Pat said. After I walked past her into the foyer, she got
between Chris and I. She gave Chris a warm kiss and hug telling her
" Have fun Chris, we will." Chris cautioned me, "Be a good girl
Slut and mind Mistress Pat." As I meekly nodded yes, she left to
join Jason. Pat closed and locked the door, even hooking the safety
chain, before turning to face me.
"Mistress Chris has plans for a weekend of fun with her new
friend Jason and she kindly lent you to me to use as I see fit."
Pat said, then added ominously, "Don't worry, I'll see that you're
not bored!" Her hand reached under my short skirt and fondled my
bare ass. " If you do as you are ordered, I won't have to get
brutal with you...disobey, or even hesitate over obeying and I can
cause you great pain!" I shuddered at her words even as her
caressing was giving me an erection. " Lift up your skirt Slut" she
commanded. I quickly grabbed the hems on either side of my skirt
and lifted them exposing my shaven genitals. Mistress Pat slapped
my cock sharply, the pain causing the erection to wilt. She Laughed
saying, " We won't be needing that pitiful thing this weekend, You
are going to live up to your name." " Now get into the kitchen
Slut" she ordered, pointing the way.
The kitchen was typical of these old houses, linoleum floor,
high ceiling and larger than those found in the newer homes. There
was a woman sitting at the table sipping coffee. Pat introduced me
saying,"This is our slave for the weekend J. It answers to the name
Slut." She continued, "Slut this is Mistress J, you will obey her
orders as well as mine." I replied, "Yes Mistress Pat." My
situation was quite hopeless! I was penniless, dressed as Slut in
an area where being on the streets like this could be fatal, and
also under orders from Chris to obey. My only option seemed to be
to do what they wished and hope that Chris returned soon to reclaim
her slave.
Mistress J smiled at me and remarked, "Very pretty outfit
Slut, We wouldn't want to ruin it. You'd better take it off and put
on that apron." I hesitated for a moment, unsure of where I was to
change. Pat slapped me on the ass and ordered,"strip Slut!" My
fingers unbuttoned my blouse and undid my skirt. Pat took my
clothes as they were shed. "Leave the bra on, it makes your titties
look cute. The hose and shoes can stay also." J said. She handed me
a short apron that went from my waist to just barely covering my
privates. Now even the skimpy protection of my short skirt and
sheer blouse was gone! I felt so terribly vulnerable.
"We have lots of work for Slut to do while she's here, shall
we have her get started or play a bit first Mistress J?" Pat asked.
J quickly answered, "Let's play with her first! I've been looking
forward to this and getting hornier by the minute." Each of the
ladies slipped a finger through one of my nipple rings and led me
down the hall. They walked fast enough to make it difficult for me
to keep up in my heels, but the pain in my nipples ensured that I'd
follow them to the bedroom.
Mistress J sat on the edge of the bed, opened her robe and
spread her thighs. " Lick my clit Slut." she ordered. I started to
kneel down to get a better angle but that move was halted by a
quick smack of a whip on my bare ass. Pat had picked up a short
whip somewhere and seemed eager to use it. " Just bend over from
the waist." she demanded. A smile crossed her face, as if she just
had a new idea, and she said," Better yet, grab your ankles Slut
and hold that position." When I did that, she took a roll of duct
tape and taped my wrists to my ankles. What an uncomfortable and
vulnerable position this was!
Pat was strapping on a big dildo as she said to J, "This way
Way we can both have fun dear." J laughed as she pulled my head to
her crotch saying, " What a great idea." I started licking around
the pussy lips. J grabbed both of my nipple rings and ordered,
"Suck my clit slut!" I started sucking on her clit gently. A quick
on my nipple rings was followed by, " Harder, suck it harder!" I
began sucking as hard as I could. If I pleased them it would
minimize the pain inflicted on me.
Sucking and slurping slavishly at J's crotch, I had briefly
forgotten about Pat. I was rudely reminded of her presence when she
shoved a lube covered finger up my ass. J tugged on my nipple rings
to remind me to keep sucking. I kept sucking even as Pat shoved in
two fingers and worked them around inside me. J was really getting
worked up now and put her legs over my shoulders. Her hips were
bucking up and down making it hard to keep her clit in my lips. Pat
chose this moment to ram the dildo into it's target. I was sucking
and being fucked at the same time. Pat's thrusts were instantly
transmitted to J's clit, which drove her wild. Soon she Pushed me
away and wound up just laying there shuddering in sexual bliss. Pat
continued raping my ass until she also climaxed and withdrew that
terrible dildo from my ass. She went to J and kissed her warmly.
the two Ladies caressed and cuddled for some time, enjoying the
warm afterglow of orgasmic sex. I stood bent over, in heels,
exhausted, sweating and awaiting their next whim.
J said, " Oh Pat, that sensation was so fabulous! I could feel
your every stroke on my clit! You should try that sometime." Pat
looked at me and said, " Why not now? We don't have anything
better to do at the moment, and Slut is still in position." They
both laughed at my obvious inability to alter their decision. After
smoking a cigarette, they changed places. Pat on the bed and J wore
the strap-on.
The scene this time was somewhat different. Pat preferred me
to lick more gently and J stood still and made me do the moving
with my rear. She thought it was funny making me fuck myself using
her dildo. Fortunately, since the Ladies were starting from a
higher state of arousal, this second round didn't take nearly as
long. After the Ladies were both satisfied sexually, they again lay
together looking at me standing there. I was sore all over. My ass
felt like it was on fire, my nipples throbbed, my shoulders ached
from the strain of my position and I had cramps in my legs. Pat
reached over and turned the apron around so it covered my ass. she
took my cock in her hand and began stroking it.
Pat said, " Watch this J. It's just like milking a cow." So
saying she proceeded to masturbate me. Despite the pain I was
feeling I began moving my hips as her ministrations were having the
desired effect. When I began to spurt, J caught my ejaculate in her
hand saying, "Come on bitch, give it all to me!". They kept milking
me until they felt they had every drop. J put her cum-filled hands
up to my mouth and commanded, " Lick it up, all of it! Then swallow
it!" They giggled as I lapped up and swallowed my own semen. Pat
stated, " You need to get used to the taste of cum, there may be
more coming!" With that statement, I knew that they had more
torment in store for me.
Pat took mercy on me and tore the tape holding my wrists to my
ankles allowing me to stand upright. She told me, " Get into the
shower and get yourself cleaned up. You need to redo your makeup,
You look a mess!" " Yes Mistress." I replied and went into the
bathroom she had pointed me toward. once there I stripped off the
few remaining articles of clothing and stood soaking in the hot
water. It took awhile before I felt refreshed enough to leave the
comfort of the stall. When I stepped out, my clothes had been laid
on the counter beside my makeup bag. I redid my facial makeup,
brushed my hair and got dressed again. Looking in the full length
mirror on the back of the door, it was hard to tell how badly I had
been used so shortly before. I set out to find my Mistresses, ready
to resume my service to them.
Pat and J were sitting in the living room, sipping wine. They
had cleaned up and changed clothes while I was gone. Upon sighting
me, J said, " How nice you look Slut, our guests will be pleased."
Pat added, " They should be here shortly. You will be a good slave
while they are here, won't you Slut?". I murmured, "Yes Mistress
Pat." Pat motioned me to kneel in front of her where she caressed
my hair gently. She put her glass to my lips and gave me a sip of
her wine. This gentle treatment was in sharp contrast to her
earlier behavior, but I appreciated it greatly. As I became relaxed
she told me, " We are having some friends drop by shortly for some
fun. I told Mistress Chris that we'd give you a safeword to use if
things got too much for you." That was welcome news to me! Knowing
there would be an escape route open would make enduring whatever
was to come much more bearable. If I could stop when I decided, it
almost made my participation optional. Pat informed me, " Tonight
your safeword is 'Nigger'." Both ladies giggled at this choice. It
wasn't a word that came up in conversation anymore, but I knew I
would use it if necessary.
The doorbell rang and Pat indicated with a wave of her hand
that I should answer it. I still felt embarrassed to be seen by
strangers in my Slut outfit, but hurried to open the door. There
stood five black men! They brushed by me as I gave a polite curtsy.
The last one in rebolted the door behind him, then gave me a push
propelling me to follow after the rest. I suddenly felt very weak,
as the significance of my "safeword" dawned on me. To use it might
prove fatal! I had never felt so helpless in all of my life.
The new arrivals were all dressed in similar fashion and I
knew they were gang members. Now I understood why these two ladies
dared to live in this neighborhood, they were protected by this
gang. What the ladies did to deserve such a status, I didn't know
but, I had an ominous feeling that my services might be a partial
payment. A wave of fear caused me to shiver. Fear for my life was
a far stronger emotion than the normal humiliation and degradation.
Tonight I was truly a slave!
The leader of the group was a big man, over 6'4" tall. Everyone
called him King. He was receiving kisses from the ladies. Pat said,
" Take the men's coats Slut and hang them in the hall closet." I
replied, " Yes Mistress Pat, I'll do it at once." As the men
removed their jackets, it became clear that they were all armed
with automatics in shoulder holsters. They lived in a dangerous
world and were ready for trouble. I took their jackets, hung them
in the closet, and hurried back for more orders. Mistress J said
sweetly, " Get the men some drinks like a dear won't you Slut?"
As I went to each man to ask what they preferred, I heard King's
deep voice saying, " Your white slave is kinda cute, and obedient
too." The men all laughed at his remark. I blushed with shame.
During the next hour or so I had served several rounds of
drinks and the atmosphere had grown steadily more sexual. The
ladies and most of the guys were naked. Mistress J ordered me,
" Come over here and demonstrate your pussy-eating skills Slut."
I went to where she was sitting next to King, knelt between her
thighs, and began licking. This brought a chuckle from the guys,
who thought that such a thing was beneath their dignity. I
continued until J felt she was ready for sex. She pushed my head
back and told me, " Now get King ready too!" I turned my head to
find him standing naked with his cock inches from my lips. " Go
ahead white bitch, suck my big black cock!" he demanded. It was
big! My white fingers were in stark contrast to it as I held it and
gently licked around the head. My painted lips parted and I took it
into my mouth. The other guys were chanting, " Suck Slut, suck
Slut" in unison as I tried to keep from choking on the steadily
growing organ. It didn't take long before he was fully erect and
threw me aside to bury himself in Mistress J.
No sooner had he began pumping away, when another man stepped
in front of me and said, " My turn next, Suck me bitch!" Knowing
that I had no choice in the matter, I decided to make it as
pleasurable for him as possible. Since resistance was out of the
question, perhaps slavish submission would ensure my survival. I
licked around the head, gently flicking my tongue on his glans
until he was getting aroused before taking it into my mouth. Even
as I sucked, I stimulated the bottom of his shaft with my tongue.
It didn't take long for before he was thrusting into my mouth as if
it were a pussy. I gagged as his cock hit the back of my throat,
but kept sucking and cooing. He was really going wild now! he
grabbed my head in his hands and fucked my mouth until he came what
seemed like gallons in my mouth. When he had finished spurting, he
withdrew and released my head from his vise-like grip. " Swallow it
Slut" he ordered. I, of course, did. " Sorry Pat", he said, " I'll
have to do you a bit later, I just got carried away." He was trying
to act cool about it, but I noticed that his legs were still
trembling from the orgasm he had just experienced. Pat replied, "
No problem Tyrone, we have lots of time."
Mistress J and King were getting close to orgasm now, judging
bye the sounds that were coming from the couch. While the rest all
watched their performance; I was granted a brief, badly needed
respite. King finally stiffened his body then relaxed on top of J,
her thrashing legs ceased their wild movement and wrapped around
his back. They lay like this for several silent minutes before King
withdrew his now spent cock and stood up saying, " Get over here
Slut and lick up my cum." I hurried to obey, tying to ignore the
derisive laughter of the guys. Mistress J spread her thighs
exposing her jism oozing pussy. " Lap that wonderful stuff up Slut.
That came from a REAL man, maybe it will do you some good!" She
joined in with the laughter as I lapped and sucked at her pussy.
She added," Although with a sissy slave like you, I doubt that
anything would help!" Tears of humiliation streamed down my cheeks
as I licked her pussy clean.
Upon completion of my 'cleaning service' I was sent to fetch
another round of drinks. King and J were sitting on the couch when
I delivered their drinks. Pat and Tyrone were sitting on the love
seat as I served theirs. The other three guys stood, patiently
awaiting their turn for fun. As I served the last one his drink he
asked, " Tyrone, how was this bitch's mouth? Is it worth using?"
Tyrone laughed and said, " I'd have killed to have that Slut when
I was in prison!" Several of them gave knowing nods which let me
know they had been incarcerated too. King magnanimously proclaimed,
" Go for it men, have some fun, Pat won't mind a bit. Will you
Dear?" Pat responded, " Not a bit King, my slave is your slave."
With this statement of approval the other guys moved in on me.
Tyrone said, " Fuck that sweet mouth Jesse! You'll find it very
hot!" Jesse dropped his pants exposing his turgid cock. I shuddered
and began to kneel, when another guy grabbed me by the hips from
behind. " Just bend over and take it in your mouth Slut." he told
me. I wondered about the reason for this for only a few seconds
before he added," I haven't had any whiteboy ass since prison, and
I'll bet yours is tight." As I bent over to service Jesse orally,
the guy behind me threw my skirt up onto my back exposing my bare
rear. Even before I had taken Jesse's cock into my mouth I felt a
finger roughly invade my anus. Pat said, " Here Ramon, catch!" She
threw him a tube of lube as she told him, " This will keep that
slave ass from making your dick sore." I suspected that Pat was
also looking out for me and glad that she had intervened so
skillfully. The lube would ease my pain!
Ramon greased up my ass, then thrust himself in to the hilt
with such force that only because he was holding my hips prevented
me from toppling forward to the floor. Jesse was enjoying the same
treatment I had previously given Tyrone. I was impaled front and
rear! My assailants quickly synchronized their movements so that
as one was thrusting the other was withdrawing. My body moved
helplessly to their rhythm. Teetering on my high heels, I was
merely a receptacle for their lusty pleasure!
The sight of my dual rape amused the spectators as it was
accompanied bye shouts of, "Fuck that slave", " Give it to her" and
other such comments. These guys were young, virile and horny so it
didn't last nearly as long as it seemed to me. Jesse came in my
mouth about the same time I felt Ramon's hot load release deep in
my ass. I was so weak and exhausted that I sank to my knees when
released by my tormentors. While they bowed and accepted
congratulations on their performance, I was oozing cum from both
ends in painful shame. No doubt I looked a mess, I had been ridden
hard! Not knowing what else to do with the cum in my mouth, I
swallowed it.
Any hope of being able to rest for a bit were quickly dashed
when the remaining guy ordered, " Get on all fours Slut. I want
some of that ass too!" Wearily I got on my hands and knees,
dreading another invasion of my already sore ass. This guy had been
stroking himself erect during my dual rape and wasted no time
inserting himself partly inside my slimy ass. He reached around and
opened my blouse to get access to my nipple rings. He announced, "
I was watching these things twitch while you were fucking my
brothers and thought they might be fun and useful things to play
with." He put a finger through each ring, then pulled me back
forcing his cock completely inside of me. In order to avert as much
pain as possible I followed his forward and backward tugs with my
body. He was using my nipple rings to make me fuck him in the same
manner as Mistress J had earlier done, only he was much rougher! He
kept me humping at a frantic pace until he too climaxed inside of
me. "This is one Hot slave you have Pat!" he remarked as he got up
giving me a swat on my fanny. Pat smiled graciously and said, " Why
thank you Jerome, it's so sweet of you to say that."
King stood up and said, " Men I think we'd better get cleaned
up and get going soon, we have a meeting for a deal we don't want
to miss." As he started for the shower, he said, " Come with me
Slut." I struggled to my feet and followed him, with his men close
behind me. He stepped into the shower, adjusted the water and
handed me the soap and a rag. " Get in here and wash me slave." he
commanded. I quickly stripped off my clothes, stepped into the
shower and began soaping his body. He seemed pleased by the
reverence shown when washing his genitals. When he was finished he
had me dry him off and kiss his ass as a sign of submission. He
dressed and left the room.
No sooner had he left, then the other 4 guys entered the
bathroom. They crowded around where I was still kneeling in the
shower. Tyrone said, " We want to show how we feel towards white
sissies." Then all four of them began urinating on me. The yellow
streams hit my hair, face and body leaving me drenched and reeking.
They were laughing as they did it, adding to my humiliation. When
they finished, they all left except Ramon. He looked at me with
some sign of pity in his eyes and reassured me by telling me, "
don't feel so bad, if you hadn't pleased them so well sexually,
they'd have pissed in your mouth." He turned and left to catch up
with the rest. Even kneeling in stinking shame, I did have
something to be thankful for.
I was too spent to even move and just knelt there crying until
Pat and J walked in. Pat said softly, " You were wonderful Slut! I
am so proud of you. She and J turned on the shower allowing the
warm water to wash away the urine. They washed me, shampooed my
hair and even dried me off. While I sat on the toilet they blow-
dried my hair and styled it. J retouched my makeup and gave me a
pink babydoll nightie to wear. By the time they were finished I
had stopped trembling. they took me by the hands and led me to
their bedroom. Pat said, " We had planned on having you sleep tied
up in the cellar, but considering how traumatic your evening has
been, you can sleep with us." "Thank you Mistress Pat." I meekly
responded. Laying between the two mistresses, my exhausted body was
soon asleep.
The next morning I was awakened by soft hands fondling my
genitals. As soon as I opened my eyes, Pat swung her leg over my
head so she sat astride my face. "Good morning Slut" she said
cheerfully, " Time to resume your duties!" She pressed her pussy to
my mouth. I knew by now what she liked and began to gently lick her
lips and clit. J lifted my legs over her shoulders, applied a
generous dose of lube to my ass and began dildo fucking me. My
mouth welcomed the sweet vaginal juices. They were infinitely
preferable to the male cum of the previous night! My ass, while
still sore, now easily accommodated J's dildo. This dual assault on
my body was almost pleasant compared with the brutal degrading
ordeal of last night.
After both of the ladies had been sexually satisfied, they
kissed and cuddled each other. Pat ordered me, " Get up and fix our
breakfast Slut." I replied, " Yes Mistress Pat." and got out of bed
to get started on my chores. Not wanting to walk around barefoot,
I stepped into my high heeled shoes. They did make my legs look
nice. The pink babydoll nightie didn't cover much, coming only to
my waist, so when I got to the kitchen I put on the lacy apron.
First I got the coffee going, then searched around to find out what
was available to make a breakfast suitable for the ladies. I found
the essential ingredients for veggie omelets and crepes.
By the time the crepes were ready for the pan, the coffee was
done. I poured two cups of coffee, placed them on a tray with
cream, sugar and spoons; then carried this to the bedroom. The
ladies seemed pleased with such service. J said, " How sweet of you
dear slave." I curtsied gracefully and replied, " Thank you
Mistress J." Pat gestured for me to leave, so I returned to
complete the breakfast preparation. Just as I had everything cooked
and the table set; the ladies walked into the room. They wore
silken robes which made them look sexy, but elegant. Taking seats
at the table, they chatted happily as I served their meals. Pat
fondled my bare bottom as I placed her omelet in front of her. I
gave coquettish wriggle, not wanting to displease her.
Even after they had finished a leisurely breakfast, and I had
cleared off the table, they sat discussing the day's planned
activities. I washed and dried the dishes, cleaned the kitchen and
then returned for further instructions. Pat said, " Mistress J, I
think it's time for the old one two, don't you think so?" J
replied, " Yes Mistress Pat, I think our sissy deserves it." Pat
reached under my nightie, grabbed my nipple rings and gave them a
twisting tug. My cock jumped to erection, whereupon J gave it a
slap. They got a regular routine going; tug, slap, tug, slap; which
they continued until despite my best efforts, I spurted cum. They
both giggled with delight as I stood there aching and drained. J
crowed, "It always works on sissies!"
The rest of the morning and early afternoon, I did laundry,
cleaned bathrooms, vacuumed carpets and all other assigned tasks.
Around 3pm Pat told me, " That's enough for now Slut, go take a
bath and get ready." I replied. " Yes Mistress Pat." I couldn't
help wondering, " Get ready for what?" as the tub filled with
water. Mistress J walked into the bathroom as I was finishing
washing. She had me stand, picked up her razor and began shaving
me. She said, " I know you're used to doing this yourself, but it
pleases me to shave a sissy. Smooth hairless bodies turn me on." I
turned, lifted arms, legs and generally moved as needed to give her
the needed access to places to be shaved. Since I had just shaved
closely yesterday, this process didn't require much time. She told
me to finish getting ready and report to the bedroom when I was
done. " Don't bother dressing, we'll find something different for
you to wear." "Yes Mistress J." was my reply. She turned and left
me to start doing my hair.
Using the dryer and curling iron, I soon had my hair styled
properly. The permanent that Chris had given me made the job so
much easier. Even though she had given it to me as part of my
feminization, it did make doing my hair much easier. Doing my face
was next, a process that I had down pat by now. Even putting
mascara on my long fake eyelashes came easily now. As soon as my
face was made up, I painted my nails and was ready to report. I
walked naked into the bedroom where Pat and J were getting dressed.
" Well our slave is all clean and needs something to wear."
Pat said. J reached down to my scrotum, gently pushed each of my
balls up inside of my body, pulled my dick back between my legs and
secured it there with duct tape. " We can't have unsightly bulges
down there." she said. My bewilderment grew as she put a sanitary
napkin and belt on me. She handed me a brand new pair of pantyhose
and had me put them on. As I rolled them up my smooth legs, it
became clear that these were normal hose, not like the slutty mesh
ones Chris had me wear. When they were in place, J gave me a black
bra without the nipple cutouts I was used to. It was padded to fill
me out to a full c-cup. A quick look in the mirror revealed the
very striking feminine figure I now had. I was handed a
patterned, knee length, full skirt and a nontransparent matching
blouse. This outfit looked somewhat sexy when I had it on, but it
was a great improvement over the trashy image I projected in my
Slut outfit. The matching shoes had a modest 2" heel and would be
easier to move around in than my normal ones. Pat gave me matching
gold hoop earrings, necklace and bracelets to complete the outfit.
When I had everything on, Pat sprayed me with her perfume saying,
"Now you look and smell very feminine Slut."
The ladies being ready already, J said, " Ok, let's get
going." "Going? Going where?" I wondered as they took my hands and
led me to the garage. Pat drove us to the Mall, parked the car,
then announced, " We are going shopping girls!" Oh how badly I
wanted to refuse to leave the car, but knowing that I had to obey
them, I went with them into the mall clutching my purse like a
security blanket. They took me through several ladies clothing
stores, embarrassing me in each of them by holding dresses, items
of lingerie and so on up to me and talking openly how each of these
would be a turn on for Tyrone and his friends. They even bought a
few things for themselves. About the time they were seriously
discussing having me try some things on, the store we were in
announced that it would soon be closing. I felt very relieved when
we returned to the car. At least my exposure to strangers was
greatly reduced while I was in their house.
J was driving, with me sitting between her and Pat. Pat
squeezed my padded breasts, which caused my rings to send
twinges of pain through my nipples despite being buried under the
padding. J caressed my thigh with one hand as she drove. My trapped
cock was unable to rise even though I was getting turned on. By the
time I was breathing heavy, we pulled into the parking lot of a
bistro. "Let's get something to eat and have a few drinks." J said.
I tried to regain my composure as we entered the place. J led the
way to a large u-haped booth near the back of the room. They
ushered me into the back of the U and sat on either side of me. The
waitress brought us menus but, Pat said, " We don't need menus,
bring us three Chef salads and a liter of white wine." The waitress
returned with the wine and told us that our food would be ready
shortly. Pat poured the wine, raised her glass and said, " To the
girls night out!" J and I clinked our glasses against Pat's and we
sipped our wine. Even though I was only dressed as one, it felt
good to be one of the girls!
While we ate our meal and chatted quietly, I noticed that the
place was filling up. A band was setting up on the stage and the
staff was clearing away some of the tables. J said, " they have
dancing here after 9pm, this place really gets jumping then." I had
a sudden attack of fear; what if some guy asked me to dance? " Will
we be staying that long Mistress?" I asked, hoping that the answer
would be no. " Why not? we came here for some fun didn't we?" Pat
replied. I shuddered and looked around the room. The crowd was
mostly working class men. Construction workers, a few urban cowboys
and other assorted rednecks. " Mistress Pat, if they find out I'm
really a guy..." I pleaded, my voice trailing off as the very
thought of being discovered sank in. " Don't whine Slut! If they
fondle your crotch, just tell them you're having your period." Pat
snapped. Ah, now the purpose of the sanitary pad became obvious,
they had planned this outing all along!
Pat signaled the waitress to bring us some more wine. " This
was paid for by the gentleman at the bar, the cowboy." the waitress
announced as she set down the liter bottle. She then asked if we
were finished eating. Pat nodded yes and the dishes were cleared
off. Pat raised her glass and smiled at the cowboy to thank him for
his generosity. He smiled back and walked over to our booth just as
the band started playing. "Good evening ladies, my name is Ray.
Mind if I join you?" Pat and J smiled sweetly and said they'd like
that. Pat introduced me as " Becky", which I thought was nice of
her. Slut would have seemed so blatant in here! I managed a shy
smile, but was very nervous about the developing situation. Ray
waved as a signal for two of his buddies to join us. Two guys
sitting at the bar hurried right over to us.
Joe introduced them saying, " This tall guy is Joe and the
other one is Pedro, they work with me at the job site." Joe was
tall and thin; Pedro was shorter but, heavier built. It turned out
that they were ironworkers working on the new skyscraper under
construction. I listened politely as they talked about their jobs,
what good money they were making and how lovely they thought we
three ladies were. Ray took Pat out to dance to a fast number. J
and Pedro were busy flirting with each other, so Joe slid next to
me. As he talked with me, his hand dropped to caress my thigh. "
Please don't do that." I pleaded softly, then added, " This place
is too public." He replied, " Sorry ma'am, I didn't mean to
embarrass you. I'm just really horny tonight and I couldn't
resist." I smiled coyly at him and said, " You won't get lucky with
me tonight Joe, wrong time of the month." He nodded knowingly and
said, " That's ok Becky, I enjoy your company." Despite his outward
sincerity, I knew he was inwardly cursing his bad luck.
Pat and Ray finished their dance; when they rejoined us Pat
asked if J and I wanted to join her in a trip to the " little
girls" room. We grabbed our purses and followed her. I was really
needing to go bad by now, but had been afraid to make the trip by
myself. Dressed as I was the men's room was out of the question!
Once inside I went right into an empty stall pulled down the
pantyhose and pad and relieved myself while sitting on the toilet.
No wonder it took women so long in the restroom, there was so much
to rearrange when finished. By the time all was back in place, Pat
and J were both waiting by the sinks.
Pat looked at me and said, " Better fix your lipstick Slut."
As I was retouching my lips, Pat informed me, " We are going to
take these guys home tonight for sex. You be very sweet to Joe."
I responded, " Yes Mistress Pat, but I already told him that it was
the wrong time of the month for me!" The ladies looked at each
other, then started laughing. J told me, " You'll just have to
entertain him in other ways. It's got to be easier than what you
went through last night!" We left to rejoin the guys.
We chatted with the guys awhile before Joe asked me to dance
to a slow song. He held me close with my padded breasts rubbing
against his chest. I could feel his erection rub against my crotch
and he was kissing my neck as we danced. If my own cock wouldn't
have been so restrained, it would have responded by getting hard.
Joe was turning me on! By our third dance of the evening the talk
at the table was openly about going home to party. During what was
to be our last dance before leaving I whispered to Joe, " Maybe
this is your lucky night after all. I can take care of you, but I
want to stay dressed. Ok big boy?" Joe being aroused and horny
agreed readily.
They guys paid our tab and escorted us out of the place. In
the parking lot, Pat said, " Joe and Becky can ride with Ray and I,
Pedro and J can follow us in our car." Everyone agreed and we got
underway. Joe was fondling my breasts, french kissing me and having
me fondle his cock all the way home. I knew that he'd be easy to
satisfy, and relaxed a bit. He was a good kisser, even though he
smelled of beer.
Once in the house Pat said, " Becky get us some drinks like a
dear." I knew that her sugary request was really an order so
replied, " I'd be delighted to." Joe went with me and helped carry
them back to the others. J and Pedro were necking on the couch, Pat
and Ray on the loveseat were similarly engaged, so Joe sat in the
stuffed chair and pulled me onto his lap. The sight of the other
two couples engaged in heavy petting excited Joe, overcoming his
reluctance about getting involved in the same room with others. "
I've never been in orgy before, is this going to be one?" he asked.
I encouraged him by saying, " Just relax and go with the flow Hon."
This was not a deceitful statement on my part, I didn't know what
the ladies were in the mood for, nor what would happen. I was as
much in the dark as Joe was.
Ray had Pat topless by now and was sucking on her nipples as
she opened his pants and began fondling his cock to full erection.
She reached down and slipped off her panties and swung astride his
lap to sit on his cock. Taking his cowboy hat off of his head, she
put on herself, yelled, " Yeehaw! Ride him cowgirl!" She moved her
hips in response to his wild thrusts, looking very much like a
bronc rider at a rodeo. This frantic pace couldn't be handled for
long by Ray and he soon came deep inside Pat. She was not satisfied
sexually, but flattered Ray by telling him what a stud he was. She
rolled off his lap and ordered, " Becky come here and lick me
clean."
I got off Joe's lap, went to kneel between Pat's legs and
began licking her vagina. All three men gasped at the sight of me
lapping up Ray's cum. They had never seen such a thing before and
it was a real turn on for them. Even as I was being so humiliated,
I thought to myself, " At least now Joe won't want to kiss me!"
When Pat reached her orgasm, she said, " Thanks Becky, you may
return to Joe now." I got up and walked back to Joe, who had his
cock out by now. With no words spoken I knelt, took his cock into
my mouth and began sucking. His hands held my head in place. I had
been accurate in my guess that Joe would be easy to get off, he
came in less than a minute! When I had collected every drop of his
semen in my mouth, I got up and kissed him deeply returning it to
it's owner. This action had been so totally unexpected by him and
surprised him so much that he just accepted it. He sat, shocked
into immobility, as I darted away to take a swig of my drink. He
grabbed his beer and guzzled down most of it trying to wash the
taste of his own cum out of his mouth.
Ray laughed loudly at Joe then proclaimed, " Joe, by god, now
you are a cocksucker by proxy!" This remark brought a guffaw from
Pedro and a titter from Pat and J. Pat consoled Joe, " Come on Joe,
be a good sport. Didn't you just get the best blow job you ever
had?" J, who was naked by now, added " At least now you know how
good it tastes!" Joe tried to smile and take it as a joke. I was
sure that if the others weren't here, he would have attacked me.
Pedro rolled J to her back and began pumping away. This erotic
sight served to distract Joe from his confused emotional state of
mind and he began to casually stroke his limp cock as he watched
Pedro in action.
Pedro and J did put on quite a show. Pedro was long lasting
enough to bring J to several orgasms before reaching his own. J's
moaning and thrashing around left no doubt as to how much she was
enjoying it. Ray was now having second thoughts about his own
performance. Joe was unsure of weather or not he had enjoyed his
blowjob enough to offset it's aftermath. Pedro was clearly the guy
entitled to bragging rights over this evening's entertainment! This
was evident by how happily he kissed all of us as they were getting
ready to leave. Ray kissed Pat and thanked her for a wonderful
time, but just waved to J and I. Joe kissed my hand before leaving,
completely ignoring my pursed lips.
As soon as the guys had left, Pat and J both hugged me. "That
was priceless!" Pat squealed. J was chuckling hard, but managed to
say, " I'd loved to have a picture of the look on Joe's face when
he got a mouthful of his own cum!" I gave them a respectful curtsy
and followed them to the bedroom. They stripped naked for bed, and
then helped me get undressed. It was briefly painful when they
ripped off the restraining duct tape, but it felt wonderful to have
my cock free again.
Pat directed me, " Go ahead Slut, masturbate for us." I had
been aroused by going out in public, shopping for lingerie, dining
with the ladies, dancing and necking with Joe and this release was
badly needed! While it was a bit embarrassing to be stroking myself
in front of the ladies, it also felt great! As soon as it seemed my
orgasm was imminent, Pat demanded, " Don't spill it on the carpet,
catch it in your other hand." I managed to gasp out, " Yes Mistress
Pat." even though breathing rather heavily. When I had milked
myself into my hand, J ordered, " Now swallow it Slut!" I lapped my
semen from my own hand and swallowed it. At least I was used to the
taste of my own stuff. I greatly prefered it to that of other men.
Masturbating was less degrading than having to suck off another
guy! J praised me, " That's a good cum drinker we have here Pat."
Pat replied, " Yes indeed, Chris has trained Slut well."
Pat handed me a blanket and told me, " You will sleep on the
floor beside our bed tonight like a devoted slave." I laid on the
floor and covered my naked body with the blanket. The sounds coming
from the bed made it obvious that Pat and J were making female
love. Even though it was exciting to listen to, due to my state of
exhaustion, I was soon sound asleep.
The next morning I was awakened by Pat tapping my shoulder.
The ladies had me get into bed with them and service each of them
orally. They did toy with my nipple rings, but neither of them
raped my ass this time. I was thankful for that, since it had
become very sore from overuse the past two days. After each of them
was satisfied, Pat told me, " Get yourself cleaned up. Better get
back into your Slut outfit, Mistress Chris will be coming for you
today." This exciting announcement meant that my ordeal would soon
be over!
While getting "ready", I used extra care with every detail. I
wanted Chris to be pleased when she saw me again. Pat and J hadn't
been brutal with me and I had served them to please Chris; but I
desperately wanted to be out of this place before the gang guys
returned. They really scared me as they had no friendship nor
allegiance to Chris and no regard for her property.
When I was fully dressed and made up, I was told to make
breakfast. The ladies let me sit and eat with them this morning,
which was a very pleasant experience. We chatted like three
girlfriends discussing their Saturday night's fun. After breakfast
I cleaned up the kitchen, made the bed and generally made myself
useful while anxiously awaiting Chris's arrival.
Finally about 2pm, the doorbell rang. I hurried to answer it's
call. I opened the door and there stood Chris! She looked so
beautiful! She had a radiant glow about her that showed that she
had enjoyed her weekend. I gave her a curtsy, kissed her hand and
led her into the living room. Pat and J both hugged her and asked
how her weekend had gone. Chris replied, " It was Great! Jason took
me to see a broadway play, dancing and fine dining. We stayed in a
fancy hotel. He sure knows how to treat a lady on a date!" They
chatted a bit more about Chris's fun weekend before Chris looked at
me and asked, " How was Slut? Did my sissy slave behave properly
for you?" Both Pat and J assured her that I had been a good slave,
and related and account of my weekends activities. Even Chris
laughed when they told her about how I had given Joe a mouthful of
his own semen. A few more pleasantries were exchanged, then Chris
told me to get my bag, it was time to get going.
At the door Chris said, " I want to thank you ladies for
babysitting my slave for the weekend." Pat replied, " No problem
Mistress Chris, it was our pleasure." J chimed in, " Any time you
want to drop him off here again, feel free to do so." Pat kissed me
on the cheek, patted me on the head and said, " Slut is so cute."
As we walked to Jason's waiting car, another car drove up and King
and his men stepped out. King retained his haughty air, but Tyrone
and the rest of his men whistled, jeered and grabbed their
crotches. Shouts of " Hey Slut, Want some more of this?" and other
lewd comments made me blush. Chris simply ignored them and got into
the car. I got into the back and Jason drove away. I felt great
relief at leaving this place and shuddered to think of what would
have happened if Chris had shown up just a bit later!
Jason drove us to our house. Home was a very welcome sight. It
seemed like much longer than 2 nights since I'd left it! I hurried
into the house and went right to the bathroom. Chris and Jason
talked about how much they had enjoyed the weekend and said their
goodbyes. Jason kissed her then said, " We'll have to do this again
Chris darling." Chris unhesitatingly answered, " Oh yes Jason, I'd
love that!" Even being discretely out of sight in the bathroom,
hearing this made me cringe. My wife was so charmed by this guy
that it was frightening. I realized that if they had another date,
it would likely result in my returning for another weekend of
slavery to Pat and J.
When Jason finally left, Chris came and kissed me warmly.
She told me, " You were a good slave and I'm so proud that you
didn't shame me in front of my friends." This praise was small
payment for all I had endured over the weekend, but was all I was
to receive. I'd been hoping that Chris would let me make love to
her once we were alone, but my hopes were dashed when Chris said,
" I'm going to take a nap. Wake me when supper is ready." She
walked into the bedroom and closed the door. I was left standing in
my Slut outfit with tiny tears running down my cheeks.
