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. ..

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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 Orange juice and hurled it in my face. I screamed Sally laughed and then threw a glass of ice cold tomato juice over me. The two juices ran down my body. "Rub it in that wet pussy slut" ordered Sally . Moaning softly I obeyed while the others clapped, laughed and jeered at me.

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..