Beverly’s Story

Chapter 1

       Beverly stepped out of the steaming hot shower with a large soft towel wrapped around her body.  Today was a big day for her and the butterflies were going crazy in her stomach. 

       When she returned from her amazing vacation in Mexico, a box was sitting on her front door step.  Bev knew exactly who the box was from, but she wasn’t allowed to open until this morning.

       The box was sent by Ian.  A man she had been talking to over the internet after meeting in an on-line chat room.  The chat room was for people interested in domination and submission and the two quickly gravitated towards one another.

       During the course of their conversation, they quickly discovered that Bev was a closet sub, who was looking for a dominate man to take control.  They continued to talk over the internet getting to know one another and soon they discovered they lived relatively close to each other. They tried to fit their schedules together and discovered that they first time they could meet was the weekend after Beverly’s return from vacation.

       Bev was told she was required to wear a certain style of clothing when she was in his company.  Ian refused to tell her, instead he sent her what he expected her to wear.  Bev was instructed not to open the box until this morning.  She was expected to put on whatever was in the box immediately and be ready for him.

       The box was sitting in the middle of her king sized bed as she applied a light amount of makeup to her face as she usually did.  However, she applied an excessive amount of purple eye shadow as she had seen the women in porn videos do.

       With her makeup complete, Beverly stepped back and took in the sight of her 42 year old body.  She is in amazing shape from hours of jogging.  Her long legs are trim and sculpted.  Her stomach is flat and showing a slight six pack.  Despite having a small body frame, she is blessed to have a pair of 34 C breasts that didn’t show the slightest hint of sag.  Her shoulder length brown hair framed her beautiful face and light blue eyes.  Despite having fair skin, the tan lines from her vacation were still evident.

       Taking a deep breath to steel herself, Bev walked out of her bathroom and headed for the unopened box.  The air in the bedroom was cool, per Ian’s instructions.  The cool air and the excitement of discovering what was in the box had caused her sensitive light pink nipples to be so hard they almost hurt.

       The box sitting on the bed was as large as a coat box.  Taking one final deep breath, Beverly pulled the lid off the box. She stared down in amazement.

       The box was filled with items that she had only seen on the internet or porn videos.  The largest item in the box, if you could call it large was a black leather corset.  The corset tied in the back, only had half cups for a bra and garters to attach to stockings.  The corset was joined by a pair of black stockings and a pair of extremely tall high heels.  This is all stuff Beverly had actually seen in person.  She actually owned a couple corsets of her own.  It was the other items in the box that caught her attention.

       There was a black leather collar that had stainless steel D rings in four locations around it.  A large red ball gag, a leather blindfold, four leather cuffs with D rings for her wrists and ankles, leather straps and white cotton rope.  Beneath all the items in the box was a hand written note telling Beverly to put on the corset, stockings, shoes, collar, blindfold and finally the gag.   Once she was dressed she was to go by the front door and kneel while she waited for him to arrive.

       Bev was so nerves, her hands were shaking as she pulled on the stockings and got to work putting the corset on.  She discovered the cups of the corset didn’t cover even half her large tits, leaving her quarter sized pink areolas completely exposed.

       She was nervous about being in such a vulnerable position to meet Ian, a man she didn’t even know except for talking to over the internet.

       However, the wetness of her pussy was telling her that she actually wanted this.  She quickly put everything on except for the blindfold and stood before her full length mirror.  In a word she looked stunning.

       Her full lips were parted by the large red ballgag.  The leather collar fit snuggly around the pale skin of her elegant neck.  The corset’s bra not only left her tits exposed, but lifted them up and pushed them together, giving her an incredible amount of cleavage.  The corset ran down her body and stopped just above the full but well trimmed patch of dark brown pubic hair.  Her trim legs looked amazing in the black stockings with a seam running up the back of them, accented with the obscenely tall high heels.

       She did look amazing, and she was so horny, she wanted nothing more than to plunge her fingers deep into her pussy and bring herself to orgasm.  However, she had been instructed by Ian not to cum since her return from vacation.

       With everything just perfect, Beverly headed down the stairs to her front door.  She checked the front door to make sure it is unlocked before pulling the blindfold over her eyes and dropping down to her knees and putting her arms behind back.

       She sat in darkness for what seemed to be forever, waiting for Ian to come.  She fought the urge to pull the blindfold off to check to see if anyone had pulled into her driveway.  The waiting and expecting was driving her crazy and she was getting hornier by the minute.  She could smell her sex and she knew there was a pool of her pussy juice on the ground under her spread pussy.

       Just when she thought she can’t take it anymore, she heard the front door slowly open, and then closed.  Her heart was pounding with both fear and excitement.  She feared her heart was going to jump out of her chest.

       “Slut, I’m glad you can follow instructions.  You look almost good enough to eat.  And if you’re good, you just might be.  Now, sit up straight and straighten your back.”  Bev listened to the voice that she had dreamt of for the last week.  She straightened her back, pushed her exposed tits forward.  She hoped he would play with her super sensitive nipples.  They were so hard with desire, they were actually starting to hurt.

       Instead of having her nipples played with as she badly wanted, Ian walked behind her and pulled her to her feet.  Bev was trying to figure out what was going to happen to her when she felt her corset coming lose.  She was confused.  Why would he ask her to dress in it, just to take it off the moment he saw it on her?  Then she discovered what was happening.

       Ian started to pull on the string that closed the corset together.  She could feel the black leather pushing her waist smaller, while making her tits feel as if they were going to flow over the top of the corset.  When he was finished, she had to take slow deliberate breaths.  He then slowly pushed her back to her knees into the position she had been in.

       A moment passed and Beverly didn’t know if Ian was still behind her, or even in the room.  “Let’s see if you are actually ready for me,” Ian said, inches from her blindfolded face.

       Seconds later, she felt Ian’s fingers lightly run over the slit of her pussy and her hyper-sensitive clit.  Bev screamed through her gag when Ian’s finger touched her clit and the sensations exploded through her body.

       “I believe you might actually be ready for me.”  Bev heard a clicking sound and an instant later she was pulled forward onto all fours.  “Crawl,” she was order.

To be continued………….

       

Beverly’s Story

Chapter 2

       Beverly was led around the room by Ian, who was using what she assumed to be a leash of some kind.  From the motion of crawling on all fours, her tits had fallen completely out of the tight corset.

       She had to work hard to control her breathing, with the corset squeezing her tight, her mouth filled with a ballgag and Ian making her crawl around the living room faster and faster.  Her knees were starting to hurt with carpet burns when Ian finally stopped pulling on her leash.

       “Stand up,” Ian order in a calm voice, and pulled up on her collar.  The blindfolded woman had no idea where she was in her own house.  Ian had done a great job of leading her around the room randomly, so that she had lost her bearings.

       Ian had other reasons for leading her around the living room, other than just to disorient her.  He enjoyed watching her large tits sway back and forth as she crawled after him.  He also enjoyed the hourglass figure the corset gave her and he absolutely loved the sight of her firm ass bent over in front of him with her pussy and asshole on display for him.

       Ian was so turned on by the sight he nearly whipped his cock out and buried it deep into her dripping wet pussy.  However, that wasn’t part of his plan for the evening.  If he worked his plan correctly tonight, he could plunge his cock deep into her pussy anytime he wanted in the future.  But tonight was all about Beverly.

       When Beverly was finally standing straight, the boned corset didn’t allow for any slouching, he bent her over at the waist.  The armrest of her old fashioned couch hit Beverly just under her exposed breasts.

       It only took Bev a moment to discover where she was in her living room, when Ian grabbed her arms and pulled them behind her back.  He worked quickly and tied her wrists to the opposite elbow.

       Beverly tried to pull her wrists free, but quickly found that Ian was a master at tying knots.  While she was checking the bindings on her wrists, Ian lifted her feet off the ground and made her kneel on the cushions of her couch.  Seconds later, she felt a leather strap being wrapped around her left thigh then Ian pulled her legs as wide as they could go on the couch before another leather strap was wrapped around her right thigh just above her bent knee.

       Beverly tried to pull her legs together, but found they were being held open by a spreader bar that Ian had placed just above her knees.

       Next, Ian pulled her shoulder length brown hair back into a ponytail before wrapping a rope around her hair and slightly pulled her head back and tied the rope off on her forearms.  The stress from having her head pulled back, the corset squeezing her body and have her mouth filled with a ballgag, Beverly was breathing loudly through her nose.

       When he was finished, Ian stepped back to admire his tie job.  His cock throbbed at the sight of the beautiful tied woman in front of him.  Again, he fought the urge to fuck her from behind.  Instead, he decided to start his torment of Beverly.

       Ian stepped close to Beverly reached down and pinched Beverly’s aching nipple.  Bev screamed through her gag.  “Slut, you are not to cum without my permission.  If you do, I will have to punish you.  Trust me, you do not want me to punish you.  Do you understand?”

       Beverly nodded her understanding and feared that she wouldn’t be able to fight back the wave of pleasure that was already building between her legs.  Plus, they had spoke in such detail of her desires and fantasies that Ian could push her over the edge to orgasm in a moment’s notice.

       Beverly steeled herself for what was to come, but nothing happened.  She started to think that Ian had left her in this position, when suddenly something clamped down hard on her left nipple.

       A scream escaped from behind the ballgag at the surprise and pain the gruel nipple clamp caused her hypersensitive nipple.  Ian quickly attached the same clamp to her other nipple and stepped back to admire the view of the clamps biting into the hard nubs.  He was pleased to see that a long string of drool had started to make its way around the bottom of the gag and hung down below Bev’s hanging tits.

       Ian quickly tied a string to each of the nipple clamps and hung a light weight on each nipple.  A moan escaped from Bev’s lips when the weights were first applied, but she screamed loudly when Ian started to swing the weights from side to side.

       Momentum was still causing the weights on her tits to swing side to side, when Ian brought the riding crop down on Bev’s pale ass.  The crop landed with a smack and Beverly jumped in her position.  Her jumping caused the weights to swing more violently.

       Though the first swing wasn’t hard, it left a distinct red outline of the crop on the pale skin of her great ass.  He gave her ass four more swats before moving in front of Beverly.  She was breathing heavily, she was starting perspire slightly and another string of drool was hanging from her chin.

       “I bet this is what you’ve been wanting,” Ian taunted the bound woman.  “I’m will to bet you’re so wet that you could fuck a baseball bat.  Let’s check.”

       Ian reached behind Bev and buried two fingers deep into her pussy.  Beverly’s pussy wasn’t just wet, it was gushing juices.  The insides of her thighs and the top of her stockings were soaked.

       “I would say you’re wet.  But, I’ll see what you think.”  Ian wiped his two fingers over her spread upper lip, just below her nose.  “Now, you’ve been good so far.  So I’m going to be a nice guy.  I’m going to give you ten good whippings, not that pussy shit I just did. 

       “If you don’t make a noise, I will let you have as many orgasms tonight as I can give you.  But, if you are make any noise, I’ll have to punish you.  Let’s see how well you listen.”

       Ian grabbed the riding crop and gave Bev’s ass a whack at half speed.  Instantly a red mark appeared where the crop had landed, but to her credit she didn’t make a noise.  Ian repeated the act and the only noise that Beverly made was a deep intake of breath.

       Beverly did an amazing job of remaining silent until the last two whippings when she let a yelp escape her gagged mouth.  Ian moved around to see tears rolling from behind the leather blindfold and down her cheeks.  Ian had a sense that she was crying more from letting him down than the pain from her ass.

       “Bev, I am very proud of how you did, but you still failed and you will be punished.”  Seconds later, he placed another light weight on both of her nipples.  Bev screamed from the pull the weights put on her tits.

       She was just starting to come down from the added weight, when Ian suddenly shoved a large dildo into her soaking wet pussy.  The feeling of having her hungry pussy filled by the dildo was too much for her supersensitive body, and her body started to spasm as she fought the urge to cum.

       Ian watched in amusement as Bev’s body convulsed in desire.  The sight of her large tits bouncing and swaying nearly caused him to cum in his pants.  However, he gained control of himself and grabbed the riding crop once again.

       Bev’s ass was a glowing red from the ten strokes to her ass.  The large black dildo that he had shoved into her pussy stood out against the red flesh of her ass.

       Ian decided to send Beverly over the edge.  Eyeing his target, Ian brought the riding crop down directly on her exposed asshole.  Her body went rigid for an instant, then she started to howl as wave after wave of orgasm washed over her body.  She twisted against her bounds, which caused the weights attached to her nipples to swing madly, which caused yet another wave of orgasmic pleasure to wash over her.  

       Beverly struggled to catch her breath as her orgasm continued to rip through her body for nearly five minutes.  Finally, she was unable to breath and blacked out from the lack of oxygen and pleasure.

To be continued…………….

Beverly’s Story

Chapter 3

       Beverly awoke the next morning in her bed alone.  As she rolled in her bed she quickly discovered that her nipples were extremely sore, and had become hard from the rubbing on the sheets.  Also, her ass was sore from the whipping she had received the previous night.

       However, she was surprised to feel that her pussy was still stuffed with the large dildo that had roughly shoved into her pussy the night before.  She reached down to remove the large dildo, but she was stopped by a leather strap that ran down between her legs and attached to a leather strap that hugged her thin waist.

       Bev pushed the sheets down and looked at the black leather strap that contrasted greatly with her pale skin.  Hanging from a clasp that attached the strap that disappeared between her legs to the two inch wide waist strap was a gleaming silver lock that required a key to remove.  Beverly didn’t have the key.

       Sitting up, Bev immediately felt the crotch strap pushing the large dildo deeper into her pussy.  The strap was held in its exact location by the spread of Bev’s hips.  Once she was in the sitting position she slowly pushed herself to her feet.

       In her standing position, the crotch strap was pulled tightly against her pussy, again shove the dildo deeper into her pussy.  Along with pressing the dildo farther into her, in the standing position caused the strap to be pressed down her still sensitive clit.  The sensation was amazing and she could feel her pussy starting to come alive again.

       As she walked toward her bathroom, Bev discovered the strap pushing the dildo into her was thin enough not to affect her as she walked.  However, the motion of walking caused the leather strap to move and press down on her clit at different angles.  She was nearly panting when she stepped into her bathroom.

       She stood in front of her large bathroom mirror and examined her body.  Her usually light pink nipples were a few shades darker from the trauma of being clamped and having weight hanging from them.  Despite the leather strap running horizontal across her belly, everything on her front looked the same as the day before.

       Bev then turned to examine her back.  Her entire ass was a light pink color from the whipping she had received.  She reached back and ran a hand over her firm bubble butt.  Her ass was smooth, no welts from her whipping.  However, her ass was a little tender and the strap pressing into her ass crack wasn’t helping.

       She turned after inspecting her body and started to wonder how she was going to get the damn chastity belt off when her eyes fell upon the folded piece of paper sitting on the counter with her name on it.  The note was simple

                               Go to the living room!

       Bev turned and headed down stairs.  She was completely naked except for the chastity belt.  The room was empty.  However, there was a pile of folded cloths sitting on her couch with another folded piece of paper laying on top of the clothing.  She picked up the note and read.

       The chastity belt is part of your punishment for cumming without permission last night.  If you want to remove the belt, dress in the cloths I have laid out for you and nothing else.  Once you’re dressed, go to the address stated below.  They have a key to your belt and they will help you.  If you think about wearing anything other than what I picked out for you, you will be punished.

                                                               Ian

       Bev knew she had no choice, but to go to the address Ian had written down.  She didn’t want to wear the damn belt forever and she really needed to pee.

       Bev set down the note and looked at the cloths that Ian had picked out for her to wear.  The outfit consisted of five articles, a white long sleeve shirt, a pleated black skirt, a garter belt, a pair of tan stockings and black high heel shoes.  No bra or panties.

       Bev dressed quickly and headed back upstairs to check herself out in her large mirror.  She looked amazing, but there was no way she could go out in public looking like that.

       The white shirt was skin tight and wasn’t made to fit a woman with large C cup breasts.  The outline of her light pink areolas were visible through the thin material of the shirt.  Also drawing attention to her breasts was the fact that her nipples were rock hard and were visibly pressing against the fabric of her shirt.

       Other than the shirt, the outfit was something she felt comfortable wearing out in public.  She decided to break Ian’s instructions.  She would put on a bra to cover her nipples.  She would also put on a pair of panties to cover herself and the chastity belt that was covering her pussy.

       Bev made her way into her bedroom and pulled open the drawer that contained her bras and panties.  Pulling the drawer open, she found that every one of her bras and panties and been removed.  The drawer was completely empty except for a piece of paper.  Bev picked it up and read.

       I told you to not even think about wearing anything other than what I laid out for you.  Now, I will have to punish you.  Bring this paper with you today.  When you meet me, I want you to hand me this paper and ask me to punish you for being a bad slave.  I’ll know if you’ve looked in this drawer, so don’t think about not bringing the paper with you.

       Bev was shocked that Ian would have taken all of her bras and panties.  She thought about not taking the paper with her, but he said he would know if she looked in her drawer.  She wanted to take a minute to think about what to do, but the pressure in her bladder was building and she needed to get the chastity belt off soon.

       A thought hit her, and she headed downstairs.  She had an idea of a way to cover herself and she was certain that Ian wouldn’t have thought of it.  She pulled open her coat closet.  She would wear a coat over her shirt.  However, the closet was completely empty as well.  The only thing in the closet was the same note she found in her drawer.

       With the pressure was growing in her bladder and not wanting to give Ian a reason to punish her, Bev headed outside and into her car.  The address Ian had written in his note wasn’t far from her house and she knew the area.

       The temperature outside was cool, which only caused Bev’s visible nipples to harden farther.  Also, the cool air made Beverly realize that the inside of her thighs were wet from juices that had escaped from her pussy.

       Fifteen minutes later, Beverly pulled her car to the curb in front of the address written on Ian’s note.  The sign above the door read, Honn’s Massages.

       Beverly wondered why Ian would be at a massage parlor.  Maybe he worked there, or maybe he owned the business, or was he just getting a massage.  Either way, she needed to go inside and get the chastity belt off quickly.

       She jumped out of her car and walked as quickly as she could.  However, walking too fast brought more pressure to her clit and turned her on more.  By the time she stepped into the front office of the massage parlor in the insides of her thighs were covered in her juices and her nipples were again rock hard.

       The waiting room was empty when Bev entered.  She stepped up to the receptionist window.  A young woman sat behind the window and when she turned to attend to Bev, her eyes became glued to Bev’s nipples standing at attention.

       “I’m here to see Ian,” Bev stated, trying to cover her breasts without being obvious about doing it.

       “I’m sorry, Ian isn’t here.  However, he has paid for a full body massage.  I will get Honn for you.  Please have a seat.”  Before Bev could make her way to a chair, Honn stepped through the door next to the receptionist window.

       “Are you Beverly?”  Bev nodded her head.  “Please follow me.”

       Honn was a short Chinese woman.  She was very petite and her uniform hugged her body closely.  Honn led Bev into a square room that had a massage table standing in the center of the room.

       Everything about the room seemed normal to Bev.  She had gone to a masseuse before and the room looked almost identical.  Lining one wall was a counter filled with lit candles and lotions.  The lights in the room were dimmed and soft music was playing in the background.

       “Okay, please remove your cloths,” Honn said after closing the door.  However, unlike the previous massage, when the masseuse left the room while Bev undressed and covered herself with a towel, Honn stood by the door and waited for Beverly to undress.

       Bev was nervous.  She had never been naked around other women.  And now she had the damn chastity belt locked over her privates.  She would be humiliated when Honn saw the leather straps running between her legs.

       On the other hand, her bladder felt like it was going to explode and she had no desire to piss herself.  Plus, Ian had told her this is where she could find the key to the chastity belt.

       With her hands shaking, Bev started to pull the tight fitting shirt over head.  Once she had her shirt off, she dropped it to the floor and started to pull her skirt down.

       “Now it makes sense,” Honn said when she saw the chastity belt on Beverly.  “Ian told me that I might need this.”  Honn reached into the large amount of cleavage she was showing and produced a silver key. 

       “I bet you have to use the restroom rather badly, don’t you?” Honn asked.  Having Honn ask her these intimate questions caused her face and chest to flush with embarrassment.  “There’s no reason to be embarrassed about wearing a chastity belt.  I’ve worn one numerous times.  Let’s get that off of you so you can use the restroom.

       Honn stepped close and quickly undid the silver lock holding the crotch strap in place.  Without the lock holding it, the strap fell back between her legs.  Without the strap holding the large dildo in her wet pussy, the large black dildo slipped from between her pussy lips and fell to the floor with a thud.

       Beverly wanted to cry from the embarrassment, but the desire to use the restroom override her embarrassment.  Honn opened the door to the restroom that branched off the massage room.  Beverly rushed into the restroom and closed the door behind her.

       “While you’re using the toilet, why don’t you take off the waist strap of the chastity belt, your garter belt and stockings,” Honn said through the closed door.  “You’re getting a full body massage today.  I don’t want any clothing on you.  Oh yeah, no playing with that little clitty of yours either.”

       After doing as she was instructed, Beverly emerged from the bathroom completely nude and relieved.  Honn motioned toward the massage table and Bev automatically laid face down on the table.

       “It looks like someone had fun with a whip last night,” Honn said, running a fingernail over the tender flesh of Beverly’s ass.  Honn then started on the bottom of Beverly’s feet and massaged her way all the way up her back until she reached Beverly’s neck. 

       Beverly was so completely relaxed when Honn instructed her to flip over onto her back, she didn’t hesitate.  Again, Honn started at Beverly’s feet and worked her way up.  She made sure to stay away from Bev’s dripping wet hungry pussy.  She did comment.  “It’s been many years since I’ve seen a full bush like that.”

       Honn worked her way up her torso.  She made sure to massage Bev’s breasts and paid particular attention to her sore nipples.  Honn did her best to turn on Bev as much as she could, but didn’t allow her to come close to cumming.

       By the time Honn finished the massage, Beverly’s body felt like Jello.  She just wanted to lie on the table forever.  She was so relaxed, she didn’t notice Honn tying her hands to the table above her head and that a rope had been wrapped around each of her thighs just above her knee.  It wasn’t until she felt her knees being pulled extremely wide that she realized that she was tied up.

       “What are you doing?” Bev asked, confused.

       “What I was paid to do.  Ian paid for a little more than just a full body massage.  I’m going to be giving you a Brazilian waxing.  Now, lay back and relax.”  Honn grabbed some supplies that she would need and returned to the table and set the items down on the table between Bev’s obscenely wide spread legs.

       “Or, at least I hope I’ll be able to give you a Brazilian waxing.  Your pussy is like a river down here.  You’re making a big mess on my table.”  Beverly tired to lift her head to see what Honn was doing, but her neck was too weak to hold her head up.

       She jumped when she felt Honn spread a very warm gooey substance on her field of pubic hair.  She started to wiggle as Honn covered her pussy lips, taint and asshole with the hot gooey liquid.  A moment later, Bev felt Honn pressing down on her bush and every else the gooey stuff had been spread.

       Beverly sat back and enjoyed the sensation of the hot goo.  She was about to drift off to sleep when Honn ripped the wax off of her body.  Bev’s scream was muffled by a towel that Honn stuffed into her mouth.

       It took nearly five minutes for the pain to subside.  When she finally got her bearings, Bev lifted her head to see Honn leaning in close to her crotch.  The flesh where she had once had a dark brown pubic hair was now an angry red color.  Little dots of blood had formed where her bush once was.

       “Completely bald, just like Ian likes it.” Honn said, standing up.  “Now, if you start to breakout when the growth starts again, you can rub eye drops on your mound and that will eliminate the breakout.

       “But today, to help you get over the pain I have something for you.”  Honn liberally spread a clear liquid over Bev’s mound, pussy lips and her asshole.  She also placed to large drops directly on Bev’s still hard nipples and massage the lotion into Bev’s body.

       When she was done massaging Bev’s body, she picked up the waist belt of the chastity belt and closed it tightly around Bev’s waist.  She then shoved the large dildo into Bev’s gushing pussy before locking the dildo into her with the crotch strap.  She quickly closed the lock on the chastity belt before releasing Bev.

       “You’re supposed to get dressed and go to this address,” Honn said, holding out a piece of paper.  Ian will be there.  You’ll know who he is when your dildo starts vibrating. 

       “I had fun today.  I hope Ian sends you back to see me again.”  Honn smiled and left the room.

To be continued……………………

Beverly’s Story

Chapter 4

       Dressed once again in her tight white shirt, black skirt, garter belt, stockings and high heel shoes, Beverly drove to the address given to her by Honn.  Again, Bev knew the area of town she was going and she hoped she wasn’t going to the location she was thinking of.

       Her stomach dropped when she pulled into the parking lot of the address given to her.  She parked and looked at the building.  It was one of the town’s sex shops that she had always been way too afraid to enter.

       She really didn’t want to enter the store, but the desire to finally see Ian was overpowering.  She thought she might throw up from nervousness as she stepped into the store.

       The store was brightly lit and clean, not at all what she had pictured in her mind.  Surprisingly, the store was busy and there was nearly fifteen people milling around the store.  All of the shoppers were men.

       Bev had no idea what Ian looked like, but Honn had said the vibrator stuffed in her pussy would start to vibrate when she was close to him.  Despite her reservations, Bev started down the aisle closet to the front of the store.  She knew she had to walk past every man in the store until the vibrator came to life.

       The air in the store was cool, almost cold and the lotion that Honn had put on her pussy and nipples started to react to the cold temperature.  Her nipples were already standing at attention, but now they started to tingle with pleasure.  Her pussy did the same, but much more intense since Honn had applied much more to her groin than her nipples.

       Every guy she past had their eyes glued to her protruding nipples as she walked past them.  She soon had a crowd of men who were making their way to the next aisle that she was going to be walking down.  Beverly was completely embarrassed knowing the perverts in the store could easily see her nipples poking against the fabric of her shirt.

       Beverly quickly made her trip around the store and the vibrator was yet to come on.  She was so frustrated and embarrassed by the men’s prying eyes she was close to tears.  She didn’t know what to do next, when the dildo in her pussy jumped to life.  She yelped out loud and jumped when the dildo turned on.

       She whipped around to see Ian and found herself staring into the chest of a tall muscular dark skinned black man.  “Beverly, come with me,” he ordered and walked toward the back of the store.

       Dumbfounded, she followed the large man to the back of the store and through a door into the store backroom.  When they were both in the room, the black man closed the door behind them.  Beverly quickly scanned the room and found they were alone.

       “Slut, how did you enjoy your time with Honn?”  The black man asked.

       “It was nice.”  It was the only thing that she could think to say.

       “Do you have any pieces of paper for me?”  Beverly nodded meekly and handed the two pieces of paper from her dresser and closet over to the man she guessed was Ian.

       Beverly had never been with a black man before.  She had heard rumors about black men’s cocks and she wondered how big the giant black man’s cock was.  She had hoped Ian would have fucked her last night, but she had passed out before they could have sex.

       “I guess I’m going to teach you to listen to my instructions.”

       “Are you Ian?” Bev asked.

       “Did that pussy of yours start vibrating when I stepped up behind you?  Hell yeah I’m Ian.  Now, strip.”

       Beverly did as she was told, and soon stood in front of Ian with just her stockings, garter belt, high heels and chastity belt.

       “Bitch, get down on your knees.  You passed out before I could get mine.  You’re going to suck my cock.”  Ian pulled his shirt over his head to reveal an obscenely muscular body.  Next, he dropped his pants to the floor to reveal and enormous black cock that matched the rest of his body.  It was standing ramrod straight and Bev feared that she couldn’t fit Ian’s member into her mouth.

       “Put your hands behind your back and crawl over here.”  Bev did as she was told and soon had the monster cock just inches from her face.  She opened her mouth as wide as she could and started to take the huge cock into her mouth.  Before she knew what was happening, Ian grabbed the sides of her head and started to pump her mouth on his cock.

       The enormous cock repeatedly hit the back of her throat as Ian brutally pounded his cock in and out of her mouth.  Bev gagged every time Ian’s cock hit the back of her throat, but she was determined not to move her hands from behind her back.

       With her mouth being filled with an enormous cock, the lotion on her crotch and nipples was intensifying tremendously.  If she didn’t wouldn’t have had a chastity belt locked over her groin, Bev would have sworn someone was going down on her now hairless pussy.  She could feel the orgasm building in her lower stomach.

       Bev squeezed her eyes shut and concentrated on not allowing her orgasm to overtake her, and keeping her mouth as wide as possible to accommodate Ian’s large cock.  The tingling in her pussy was intensifying more when the dildo in her pussy exploded to life.  The attention to her pussy was too much and her body was grasped in a powerful orgasm.

       Beverly was panting and moaning on Ian’s cock when she heard from behind her.  “It looks like the little Slut is having another orgasm without permission.  That’s two I’m going to have to punish her for.”

       The sound of the man’s voice behind her, scared her but it also sent another ripple of powerful pleasure through her pussy.  Bev’s moaning on his cock was too much for the large black man and his cock exploded into Beverly’s mouth.

       When the man Bev believed to be Ian finished shooting his large, thick load into her mouth, her head was pulled back by her hair.

       “Slut, you are to keep that cum in your mouth without swallowing it until I tell you.”  The man pulling her hair moved her head so that she was looking at a large mirror mounted to the storeroom’s wall next to the door she had stepped through moments earlier.

       “See that mirror?  That mirror is polar switching one way mirror, which means it looks like a mirror on one side, while the opposite side can see through it.  We usually have the mirror set so no one can see into the storage room, but I switched it.  Every guy you walked past out in the store, teasing them with your hard nipples just watched as you were face fucked by Bear.

       “I want you to get dressed.  Go to the front counter, then you can swallow Bear’s cum.  Once you swallowed his cum, ask him for Beverly’s package.  There will be an address inside the box.  Go home, take a nap, get something to eat and be showered and at the address at 8 PM sharp.  If you’re one minute late, you will be punished.”

       As Ian spoke behind Beverly, he unlocked the lock holding the chastity belt on her body.  With the crotch strap loose, the black dildo again slipped out of Beverly’s drenched pussy. 

       When Ian finished with instructions, he lightly pushed Beverly forward and she fell onto all fours.  When Bev was able to push her exhausted body up and turn to get her first look at Ian, the storeroom was completely empty.

       Disappointed, Beverly quickly pulled her cloths back on and pushed her way through the door back onto the store’s floor.  As Ian had said, every man in the store was huddled around the large one way mirror.  They started to applause as her face flushed and she thought she was going to die from embarrassment.

       The young man behind the checkout counter had a large smile on his face as Beverly stepped up to it.  “You can swallow Bear’s cum now,” the man behind the counter said.  “Open wide and show me,” he ordered after seeing her swallow the large load of cum.  Humiliated, Beverly did as she was told and opened her mouth wide for the young man to look and make sure that she had in fact swallowed the entire load.

       Satisfied that she had in fact swallowed everything Bear had given her, he said.  “Now, what can I do for you ma’am?”

       “Can I please get my package?” Beverly asked.  Now the group of men who had watched her get her mouth fucked by the large black man were now standing around the counter blatantly staring at her still rock hard nipples.

       “I’m sorry, we have many packages waiting to be picked up.  What is the name on the package?”

       “I’m here to pick up Beverly’s package,” Bev said meekly.  A moment later, the man behind the counter placed a large box on the counter.

       “Here you go Beverly.  Please come back soon.  Maybe, you can give all of us a blow job next time.”

       As she rushed out of the store, the group of men standing around the counter said in unison.  “Come again.

To be continued…………….

Beverly’s Story

Chapter 5

       Beverly arrived home.  She was exhausted, sore but yet her pussy was hungry to be fucked.  She missed the feeling of having her pussy stuffed with the dildo.  The back of her black skirt where she sat on it as she drove home was soaked from the juices from her pussy.

       Following Ian’s instructions, she stripped and jumped into the tub and took an extremely hot long bath to help her relax.  After the bath, she made herself something to eat before finally laying down for a nap.

       When she was finally able to fall asleep, her dreams were invaded with images of Bear’s enormous cock moving in and out of her mouth.  Her dreams then moved to images of the large black cock spreading her pussy lips and plunging deep into her hungry pussy.  Then, her dream changed for no reason as dreams usually do and Beverly was lying on her back, tied to a massage table and Honn was rubbing her body.  This time, Honn was naked and she was massaging Beverly’s clit and sensitive breasts with her talented hands.

       Bev was close to cumming, when her alarm woke her.  She rolled over and glanced at her clock and saw that it was a quarter to 6, which gave her 45 minutes to get dressed and get on her way to the address given to her by the man behind the counter.  As she got out of bed, she realized that she was hornier now than she had been when she fell asleep.  This was evident by the drenched bed sheets that she had been sleeping on.

       She went to the bathroom, relieved herself, did her hair and applied her makeup.  Once again, she put on a lot of eyeliner to make herself look like the porn stars she had seen on the internet.  This time she applied a baby blue shade of eyeliner.

       When she was finished, she walked into her bedroom and opened the box she had received from the sex shop.  Inside, she found a pair of thigh high latex high heel boots along with a pair of shoulder length gloves and a sheer white robe.  Again, there was a note lying in the bottom of the box.

       I don’t think I need to tell you to wear only what is provided for you tonight.

                                                               Ian

       Knowing that she had nothing else to wear, Beverly got to work pulling on the tight fitting latex boots.  When she finally got the boot all the way on her toned, long leg the top of the boot ended just short of her crotch.  She quickly got the other boot on before pulling on the latex gloves that reached her armpits.  When her legs and arms were completely encased in latex, Bev put on the sheer white robe and headed for the bathroom to check herself out.  The robe did nothing to hide her naked body and for the first time she saw that silver rings had been built into the latex of her boots and gloves at her wrists and ankles.

       Beverly was glad it had turned dark when she pulled her car out of the garage and started towards the address given to her.  The air was cool, but not unbearable.  The cool air caused her nipples to become harder, but they seemed to be in a constant state of arousal since the first night she had knelt by her front door waiting for Ian to arrive.

       Beverly pulled her car into the parking lot of an enormous warehouse.  The parking lot could easily accommodate five hundred vehicles, but tonight it was completely empty. Beverly feared she was at the wrong address, but after double checking she knew she was in the correct location.

       Beverly looked around the parking lot and wished that it wasn’t so well illuminated.  Taking a final deep breath to steel her nerves, Beverly stepped out into the cool night air and headed for the door in the middle of the building.  She pounded on the door and waited.

       Despite the building being empty, the road that it sat on was not.  There seemed to be a constant stream of vehicles driving past the warehouse.  Beverly did her best to hide from any prying eyes that might be passing on the street.

       She was starting to fear that no one was inside the warehouse, when the door finally swung open.  Her extremely tall high heels clicked loudly on the cement floor of the warehouse as she stepped inside.  The interior of the warehouse was dimly lit and she was unable to see much of her surroundings. What she could see gave her the impression that the warehouse looked like some kind of dance club.

       The door banged loudly shut behind her and Beverly turned to see the enormous Bear standing by the door.  “Hello Slut,” he said in his baritone voice.  “You’re looked damn fine tonight.  Did you get some sleep?  You’re going to need it.”  Beverly told him that she did in fact get some sleep, making sure to leave out the fact that she had dreamed of his monster cock.

       “Good.  Boy would I love to fuck that tight cunt of yours, but that’s not in the plans.  At least not for tonight anyway.  Have you ever worn contacts before?” Bear asked.  Beverly shook her head no.  Bear then showed Beverly a pair of contacts and showed her how to put them in.

       The contacts that she put in were not normal contacts.  They were completely blacked out contacts, affectingly blinding her without the blindfold.  Now, unable to see, Bear pulled the see through robe off of her before pinching her sensitive right nipple between his large fingers and pulled her forward.

       Beverly was led through what she thought was a maze of some kind until Bear instructed her to stop.  He then released her nipple and got to work.  Beverly heard something click by her left foot, before Bear pulled her right foot away from her left.  She thought Bear was going to make her do the splits when he finally stopped pulling on her foot and she heard something click near her right foot.

       As Bear grabbed her wrists and pulled them in front of her, Bev tried to pull her legs closed.  They wouldn’t move.  They had been anchored to the floor by the rings built into the latex boots.

       Clicking noise was heard by Beverly’s wrists, before Bear disappeared.  Beverly tried to feel what had been attached to her wrists when a cranking noise was heard overhead.  Almost instantly an unseen force started to pull her arms above her head and out.

       The cranking didn’t stop until her body was pulled taut.  Her ribcage strained at the force of having her arms pulled so far above her head.  Bev was trying to move so she could find a comfortable position when Bear harshly pinched both of her nipples.

       “I usually don’t like white women,” Bear said close to her face.  “But for a white girl, you got some ass and titties to you and you can suck a cock.  I told all the guys in the store how good you were a sucking cock and they can’t wait for you to come back.”

       Bear let go of her nipples and plunged a finger deep into Bev’s dripping wet pussy.  “Damn Slut.  I’ve never know a woman who had a cunt that was as wet as yours.”  Bear then wiped his juice covered finger on Bev’s forehead and left her alone tied spread eagle.

       Beverly stood unable to move or see for ten minutes.  Fear was just starting to creep in when someone ran a finger down the outside of her tits.  The shock of the touch caused Bev to scream out loud and jump as much as she could in her position.

       “At least you’ve learned to listen somewhat to your instructions,” Ian said close to Bev’s ear.  But, you still must be punished for your indiscretions.”

       Bev wished she could get her first look at Ian, but the blackout contacts didn’t allow her to see anything.  She was wondering what he looked like, when she felt a rope being wrapped around the base of her right tit.  She quickly lost count how many times Ian tightly wrapped the rope around the base of her breast.  Immediately the pressure from the lack of blood to her breast was obvious.  When Ian was happy with his handy work, he pulled the rope around her back and started to wrap the remaining rope around the base of her left tit.  By the time he finished, Beverly felt as if her tits were going to explode.

       She was left alone for a moment, before Ian returned and placed something warm and sticky on top of each of her throbbing tits.  Beverly was trying to figure out what Ian had placed atop her breasts.  Then the searing pain told her.

       When Ian finished wrapping both of Bev’s tits, he stood back and admired his work.  Her right tit was already turning purple from the lack of blood flow.  The lack of blood flow seemed to make her already hard nipples to expand and stand out from her breast even farther.

       Happy that her tits provided a shelf in their tied position, he went to his staging area and grabbed what he wanted.  He had spent his entire day after leaving Bev in the sex shop preparing for the night.

       He walked back to Bev and placed a lit candle that he had melted the bottoms of so that they tilted to one side and would cool and hold to the top of her tits.  He placed the candles on her tits with them leaning towards her nipples.  They had been lit for nearly an hour and had a large pool of hot wax ready to pour over the candle’s edge.

       Positioned so that the wax would slip directly onto Bev’s sensitive nipples, Ian stepped back and watched.  He watched as Bev’s slight movement caused a river of hot wax to spill out of the candles and land on her tits, just at the top of her areolas and run around the outside of her nipples before hardening.

       Bev screamed as the hot wax landed on her nipples, which caused more wax to pour out of the candle.  Soon, both her nipples were covered in angry red wax and there was still a lake of the hot wax just waiting to spill out onto her nipples.

       When the wax stopped its constant assault on her nipples, Ian walked over to a large green candle that he had burning all afternoon and returned to Bev’s panting body. Without warning, he threw a large amount of the hot wax directly onto Bev’s smooth, bald mound.

       Bev released a blood curdling scream as the hot wax ran down her mound and covered her exposed pussy lips and her hyper sensitive clit.  Before she could recover, Ian walked around behind Bev and poured the remaining wax directly down her ass crack.  The wax quickly ran down her crack before hardening over her spread asshole.

       The hot wax had cooled to the point that it kept the area that was covered with wax warm.  Bev couldn’t see, but she believed that her nipples were completely covered with the warm wax, since she didn’t feel more the piping hot wax spilling onto her nipples.

       Bev tried not to move an inch and enjoy the warming sensation on her sensitive body parts.  Despite being pulled taut by unseen ropes, Bev was starting to relax.

       “And now for the real fun,” Ian said.  Bev gasped in surprise before letting loose a loud scream in shock.

To be continued……….. 

Beverly’s Story

Chapter 6

       The flat leather end of the riding crop directly on Bev’s wax covered nipple.  Bev screamed in surprise from the shock of having her nipple hit with the riding crop.

       The light hit to her nipple caused most of the hardened wax to break and fall to the floor.  With Bev’s entire tit starting to turn the color of purple, the wax that had fallen to the floor left her skin a darker shade of purple.  Bev’s usually light pink nipples were now a dark angry red color.

       Ian lightly smacked her nipple two more times to completely rid it of all the cooled wax.  None of the built up hot wax waiting to spill out over the top of the candle that was mounted to the top of her tit since he was hitting her so lightly.  Ian repeated the process to her other breast.

       Despite the fact that Ian hadn’t hit her with the least bit of viciousness, Bev thought Ian was hammering her nipples with the riding crop.  Her breasts throbbed from their bindings and she felt each beat of her heart in both of her now screaming nipples.

       Even with her nipples screaming, Bev realized that she was hornier than she had ever been in her life.  She wished Ian would just bend her over and plunge his cock into her desperately aching pussy.

       However, it was obvious that right now her body was his too do with it what he wanted.  If he wanted to spend the entire night covering every inch of her body with hot wax before whipping it off of her, there wasn’t a damn thing she could do about it.

       Bev was brought out of this train of thought when both of her nipples were pinched between something hard.  The sensation was tripled by the breast bondage.  She tried not to move, but the pain was too much and she started to gyrate to get away from the pain.  Her gyrations caused the hot wax to pour over the top of the candle and fall onto her nipple.

       Bev was panting with desire and pain.  Her world revolved around her aching nipples.  She wanted the clamps to pinch her nipples harder and to be removed at the same time.  She continued to move as much as her binding would allow in attempt to give her nipples more attention.

       “You’re moving too much,” Ian said.  Bev could hear him walking away through the pounding in her head.  Seconds later, a fire exploded across her lower stomach.  Then another explosion of fire came just inches lower.

       It took Bev’s horny fogged mind a minute to realize that her abdomen was being assaulted by a flogger whip.  The flogger continued to travel father down her body until Ian was flogging her mound just millimeters from her spread pussy lips and exposed clit.

       “Slut, you’re still moving too much.”  Bev was vaguely aware that Ian left her.  Her orgasm was just at the edge and she feared that another whipping would send her over the edge.  She hoped Ian would give her a moment to compose herself. 

       Ian had no intention of allowing this to happen.

       Bev still thought she was alone, when something pressed against her slick pussy lips before being shoved past her spread lips and being seated deep in her pussy.  The sensation of having her hungry pussy filled while her nipples were tormented was too much.  Bev tried to fight her orgasm, but she knew it was only a matter of seconds before it washed over her body.

       “I’m cumming!” She screamed.

       “Slut, you are not allowed to cum without my permission.  You must ask if you are allowed to cum.”

       “May I cum?” Bev screamed.  Her entire body was convulsing as tiny ripples of pleasure racked her body.

       “No.  I want you to say, may this submissive slut cum, Sir?  If you say that convincingly, I might let you cum.”

        Bev didn’t like being called a slut.  She especially didn’t want to call herself a slut.  But she knew she was going to be punished four times already and she had no desire to add to that total.

       “May this submissive Slut cum, Sir?” Bev shouted.  The humiliation of calling herself a submissive slut was the slight nudge that pushed her over the edge.  The orgasm exploded in her.  She thrashed against the bindings that held her in place, which caused the dildo jammed in her pussy to gyrate more, sending more waves of orgasmic pleasure through her body.

       When Bev’s nipples were completely cleared of the candle wax, Ian pulled two wooden clothes pins out of his pocket.  Bev seemed to respond well to the torment of her sensitive nipples.

       She was in a constant state of arousal and she was starting to sweat slightly from the exertion of having her body spread wide.  He stepped close to her with the clothes pins spread wide open.  He moved them so that Bev’s throbbing nipples were inside the clothes pin.  Without warning, he let them spring shut.  The pins clamped down on the base of her rock hard nipples.

       Ian stepped back and watched as she jerked against the pain, causing more of the hot wax to fall onto her sensitive tits and nipples.  Watching her pant and scream and moan, Ian knew that Bev was getting close to cumming.  He knew exactly what he would do to push her over the edge, but first he had something to do. 

       After telling her that she was moving too much, he grabbed his leather flogger whip.  The whip was brand new, bought that afternoon in the sex shop after Beverly had left.  Ian knew that Beverly would get to know the numerous long, black leather fingers of the whip well.

       As he had with the riding crop and the clothes pins, Ian hit Bev with the flogger on her stomach just above where she had once had a full bush. Bev screamed in shock and surprise as Ian repeatedly hit her bald, wax covered mound.  He made quick work and soon her mound and pussy lips were free of the wax that had encased it.

       Beverly’s pale skin had turned a bright red from the flogging she received.  The pain from the flogging seemed to turn Beverly on even more.  Ian knew she wanted to cum and he had just the item to make it happen.

       Wanting to make Bev think about the pain in her nipples from the hot wax and clothes pins, Ian took his time retrieving his new device of pleasure.  By the time he returned to the naked tied woman, she had her breathing under control.

       He stood in front of Beverly’s body, her breasts becoming a dark purple, with her nipples covered with angry red wax and two wooden clothes pins pointing straight out from the center of her tits.  Her pale skin turned red from the flogging, and her engorged clit pushing its way past its hood for everyone to see.  She looked amazing and his cock ready for some attention.

       But, he still had something to do first.  He held in his hand a dildo that had been mounted on an adjustable pole.  He had thought about lubing the dildo, but from the puddle of pussy juice on the floor told him that he didn’t need to worry about the lube.

       He pressed the dildo against Bev’s spread pussy lips for an instant and her pussy seemed to suck the dildo into itself.  Ian stuffed the face cock deep into her pussy and placed the pole on the ground so that it would remain lodged in Bev’s hungry pussy.

       Instantly, her entire body started to convulse as the approaching orgasm was too much for the over stimulated woman.  Ian knew there was no way for her to stop the impending orgasm, but wanted to use it in his favor.

“I’m cumming!” she screamed.  Ian knew this, but wanted her to at least try and hold back the tide of pleasure.  Eventually, he wanted her to be able to cum only when she was told. 

They were a long way from this happening.  But, he wanted to remind her of the demographics of their relationship.  Him as the dom and her as the sub.

Ian wanted to fight off her orgasm long enough to at least ask permission to cum.  He also wanted to remind her that she was still the sub. 

He was thrilled when Beverly called herself a submissive slut.  He watched as she screamed, moaned, twisted and pulled on her bindings then until she was just subtly fucking herself on the dildo wedged between the floor and her pussy. 

Her orgasm lasted a good five minutes and her body was racked by tiny but powerful aftershock orgasms for another five minutes.  Her movements during her orgasm had caused the wax from the candles resting on top of her tits to splash all over her body covering her skin with tiny dots of hot wax until the candles were thrown off her breasts.

Ian’s cock was throbbing and it was time for Beverly to finally take care of his cock!

To be continued……………….

       

Beverly’s Story

Chapter 7

        The last of the aftershocks washed over the exhausted bound woman.  Her strength was completely zapped and she sagged against the chains that were holding her arms above her head.  Her exhaustion was so complete Beverly could barely hold her head up.

       Her mind was in a post orgasmic haze.  The world outside her didn’t seem to exist.  For the last two hours her world was all about pleasure and pain.  Anything outside of her pleasure didn’t matter to her.

       She was so lost in her own world, that she didn’t notice Ian untying the rope that was wrapped around her left breast.  Only when she felt the burning sensation and the million needles poking her breast as fresh blood rushed back into the globe did she realize that Ian was releasing her breasts.

       The blackout contacts kept her in the dark as Ian unwrapped the rope to her other breast and the heat and pain attacked her other tit.  Beverly begged for Ian to massage her breasts to relieve the pain, but he rudely ignored her.

       With the fresh blood rushing back into her large tits, the pain of the clothes pins smashing her nipples was increased.  She was wondering what was going to happen next as her tits continued to burn. 

Then she heard a cranking noise coming from above her head and her hands were gently tugged forward and down.  The cranking stopped only when she was bent over at the waist, with her arms still pulled above her head.

In her new position, gravity pushed more blood into her tits which only increased the burning sensation.  Also, in this position, the dildo wedged in her pussy was now smashing her swollen clit.  Bev started to move her hips side to side, rubbing her sensitive clit on the dildo without even knowing she was doing it.

Ian stopped moving the crank when he had Bev in the position that he wanted.  Bev moaned and whimpered loudly as the feeling of a millions of pins continued poking her tits.  He was surprised when he saw her hips start to sway back and forth on the dildo.  In no time, Bev was starting to build toward another orgasm.

He watched as she increased the swaying of her hips, which caused her hanging tits to clap together.  The sound of the wooden clothes pins hitting one another was evident.  The sights and sounds of Bev fucking herself on the dildo turned him on, but he still had some work to do before he could have his fun.

Grabbing the flogger whip, he walked behind Beverly.  Her bubble butt was still slightly pink from the whipping she had received the previous night.  Her ass cheeks were separated by the green candle wax that he had poured down her ass crack.  The wax ran all the way down her crack and covered her asshole.

Ian brought the flogger down on Bev’s ass.  “Stop fucking yourself on that dildo!” Ian ordered.  Beverly let out a scream at the shock of being hit with the flogger and did as she was told.

“Submissive Slut, how many times did you cum without permission?” he asked, while running the flogger whip across her back.

“Two times,” she responded.

“When you speak to me, call me Master or Sir.  Do you understand Submissive Slut?”

“Yes Master.  I’ve cum twice without permission, Master.”

“Submissive Slut, how many pieces of paper did you bring to Bear this afternoon?”

“Two, Sir.”

“That’s a total of four.  Sub Slut, since you are still new, I will take it easy on you.  You will receive five floggings for each of your indiscretions.  You are to count each whipping out loud and thank me.  Do you understand?”

“Yes, Master.”

Ian stepped back and brought the whip down on her exposed ass at quarter speed.

“One, thank you Master.”  Ian increased the speed of his flogging every five stokes.  The last five strokes were not at full speed by any means, but they were not light either.  The twentieth flogging landed with a loud crack on Bev’s now glowing red ass.  All of the green wax that had been running down her ass crack had fallen to the floor.

Bev screamed as the last flogging landed on her tender ass.  “Twenty.  Thank you Master!”  She was crying and drooling as she said the final words.

Finished punishing her, Ian dropped the flogger to the ground and pulled the dildo that was wedged in her pussy out.  Bev was so wet, the pole the dildo was mounted on was covered in her juices as Ian threw the dildo to the side.

Ian quickly shoved two fingers into Bev’s sopping wet pussy.  She immediately started fucking Ian’s two fingers in her pussy.  “Boy you are a wanton Sub Slut, aren’t you?”

Beverly was humiliated, but her mind was set on a single goal.  Having her pussy filled by Ian’s cock and having another orgasm.  Her body had a mind of its own as she answered.  “Yes Sir, I am a wanton Sub Slut!”

Ian pulled his fingers from her pussy, which received a moan of disappointment from the bound woman.  However, she yelped in surprise when Ian shoved his middle finger in her ass up to his middle knuckle.

The lube of her pussy allowed his finger to easily slide into her ass.  Once he had his finger buried in her ass, her ass muscles clamped down on his finger.  “Sub Slut, have you ever had anal sex, or anything in your ass before?”

“No Sir,” she grunted in response.

“I guess that’s something we’re going to have to work on that in the future.” 

Ian quickly pulled his finger from Beverly’s virgin asshole.  Bev took a deep breath in relief at have the intruder out of her ass.  Seconds later, Ian plunged his cock deep into Beverly’s pussy.

Despite having spent the previous night and most of the morning stuffed with a dildo, Beverly’s pussy tightly hugged Ian’s cock.  Ian’s cock was nowhere near the same class as that of Bear’s.  Ian’s cock measured a solid eight inches in length and had average girth.  However, he had a large bulbous head that made he feel larger than he actually was.

Ian, pulled back until just the tip of his cock was spreading her pussy lips, before reaching down and removing the clothes pin off of her left nipple as he buried his cock in her pussy.

Beverly’s nipple exploded in pain as a billion needles poked into her sensitive nub.  Ian dropped the clothes pin and started to pinch and rotate her nipple in his fingers as he rhythmically started to pump his cock in and out of Beverly’s pussy.

Beverly quickly lost herself in the rhythmical pumping of Ian’s cock in and out of her when the other clothes pin was removed from her nipple.  Again the feeling of a billion needles poking her nipple took control of her body.  Again, Ian took her nipple between his fingers and massaged the numb to get ease some of the pain.

Ian continued to pump in and out of her pussy as her orgasm started to build once again.  She was utterly exhausted and knew she had no strength to fight off her orgasm if Ian wouldn’t allow her to cum.

Bev was unable to hold her head up.  Seeing this, Ian pushed her tit forward so that it was close to her face.  “Suck on your nipple!”  Ian demanded.  Beverly did as she was told and took her aching nipple into her mouth.  The sensation of having Ian pumping his hard cock in and out of her pussy and sucking on her aching nipple was too much for her.

“May this Submissive Slut cum, Sir?” she asked, before taking her own nipple back into her mouth.

Ian’s own orgasm was starting to build in his balls, and he wasn’t going to hold back and had no intention of making Beverly hold back.  “Cum for me, Slut,” he stated, and buried his cock deep in Bev’s pussy.

       Her orgasm exploded through her body.  Her nipple slipped out of her mouth as she moaned in pleasure.  Her antics were more under control since she was now absolutely exhausted.  Soon, the only way she remained in her position was the chains that were connected to her wrists.

       Knowing that she had nothing left, Ian started to pump her pussy once again.  This time his pace was frantic, occasionally giving her sore ass a good swat.  Beverly’s only reaction to the swats on her sore ass were soft moans of pleasure.

       Finally, he couldn’t hold back the orgasm that had building in him for two days.  He pulled out of Beverly and walked around in front of her.  Pulling her head up by her hair, he shot stream after stream of cum onto her face, until it was completely covered.

       Beverly was vaguely aware that Ian was giving her a facial.  She would have liked to seen his cum explode from the end of his cock, but the blackout contacts continued to prevent her from seeing anything

       By the time he lowered Beverly from her restraints she had given into the desire for sleep.  That was good, she would need her rest after a night like that.

To be continued.

Beverly’s Story

Chapter 8

       Beverly woke the next morning naked, alone and in her own bed.  Her body was sore, especially her shoulders, her breasts, ass and hamstrings.  She would have given anything for Honn to come to her house and give her another full body massage.

       With no word from Ian, or anyone else, Beverly gingerly walked to the bathroom and ran herself a piping hot bath.  She soaked in the water until it became lukewarm before getting out of the bath and falling back into bed.  She spent the rest of the day sliding in and out of sleep.

       Waking Monday morning, full refreshed from the full day of rest.  She jumped in the shower and started to get ready for work.  She checked herself out in her bathroom mirror after stepping out of the shower.  Her nipples had returned to their normal light pink color, however they continued to stand at attention.  The base of both her tits had light bruising from where Ian had wrapped rope around them.  She turned and examined her ass and was shocked to see that her ass showed only light bruising as well.

       Pleased to see that her body hadn’t been marked too badly by the punishment she had received, she headed to get dressed.  Everything seemed to be normal, until she pulled open the drawer that held her bras and panties.  On Saturday the drawer had been empty, but sometime since she was gone someone had filled the drawer.  However, they didn’t fill the drawer with her normal clothing.

       The panties in the drawer were extremely small and all of them were thongs.  Most of the panties wouldn’t have covered her full bush before being waxed by Honn.  Seeing the different panties, she reached for one of the bras.  Checking the label, she saw the size was right, but the cup size was a B not her usual C.

       Glancing at the clock, she realized she was running late and wouldn’t have time to stop and pick up the right sized bra.  She was stuck, so she pulled the bra on and quickly realized that the bra wasn’t a normal bra.  It was one of those miracle bras that pushed her already overflowing tits over the top of the bra.

       As she walked toward her closet to get dressed, she could feel her overflowing tits jiggling and bouncing out of control.  Wearing just the black bra and panties, she quickly realized that her entire wardrobe had been switched out while she had been gone.

       Her normal conservative clothing was replaced by tight fitting, low cut shirts and tight pants and numerous skirts.  Every shoe in her closet was a high heel.  With nothing else to wear, Beverly threw on a shirt that she thought would cover her cleavage the most and a loose fitting knee length skirt.  Finally, she put on the least slutty shoes and rushed out for work.

       Beverly tried to spend as much of her time in her office with the door closed.  She had numerous men tell her how nice she looked as she had walked into the office. She quickly lost herself in work, only occasionally being interrupted by visitors, mostly men who couldn’t take their eyes off her cleavage.

       She was thinking about running out at lunch to pick up some food and getting a normal bra when the company receptionist called on her phone.  The receptionist warned her that she had a client coming to her office for a meeting.

       Beverly was surprised.  She hadn’t had a meeting planned, but customers occasionally dropped in to talk.  She wished she wasn’t dressed as she was, but there wasn’t anything she could do about it now.  Moments later, a knock came at her office door.

       She was stunned when her visitor stepped through her door and closed it behind her.  The man working behind the counter at the sex shop where Bear had face fucked her had just stepped into her office.  He was dressed in business casual attire and was carrying a large attaché case.

       “What are you doing here?” she demanded.

       “Ian sent me here.  He wanted me to give you something.”

       “He did not.  You’re lying.”  Just as the words left her mouth the phone on her desk began to ring.  Beverly answered.

       “Slut, listen to Jaxon and do everything he tells you.  Does my Submissive Slut understand?”

       “Yes, your Submissive Slut understands.”  Beverly felt herself starting to flush.  She was embarrassed saying those words in front of Jaxon.

       He had a large smile on his face when Beverly hung up the phone.  Her face as well as her cleavage were a shade of red from embarrassment.  He walked up to her desk and placed the attaché case on the desk.

       “You know Beverly, all the guys at the shop have talked of nothing but you and those rock hard nipples you were displaying on Saturday.  We’ve got a bet in the shop that with the size of your tits, that you have huge areolas.  My money is on them being the size of a softball and dark brown.   Take off that shirt and bra.  I want to see if I’m right.”

       Beverly was humiliated, but she leaned forward in her chair and pulled her tight fitting shirt over her head, before reaching behind her back and unhooked her bra.  She placed the bra on her desk and sat back in her chair with her arms on the chair’s armrests.

       “Wow, small and pale.  I was way off.  Maybe I’ll suggest to Ian that you have your areolas tattooed a dark brown.  Stand up and hike up that skirt.”  Beverly reluctantly did as she was told.  Soon, she was standing behind her desk holding her skirt up so that her tiny black panties were on display.  “Those panties are pretty small.  You’re sporting some mean camel toe.”

       Beverly was humiliated by putting herself on display for this man she didn’t know.  However, her pussy was starting to tingle and she could feel the crotch of her panties starting to become damp.  She prayed no one in her office would barge into her office as they sometime did and find her topless with her holding her skirt up displaying her panties.

       “Bear spent all day yesterday talking about how good you were at sucking cock.  Why don’t we see if he’s just a big talker, or you’re as good as he says.”  Jaxon walked around Bev’s desk, dropped his pants to reveal a semi-hard cock and dropped down into her chair.

       “Get on your knees, Bitch and give me a blow job.  And don’t swallow until I tell you.”  Being told by Ian to do what Jaxon told her, Bev dropped to her knees between his spread legs.

       She took his semi-hard cock into her mouth and got to work.  Almost instantly, Jaxon’s cock jumped to life and was standing at attention.  Unlike when she gave Bear a blow job, Beverly was free to suck on Jaxon’s cock at her own pace.

       “Damn Slut, you do suck a good cock.  But your fucking hands aren’t tied.  Give my balls some attention.”  Beverly did as she was instructed and cupped his balls with one hand and wrapped her other hand around Jaxon’s shaft.  She quickly fell into a rhythm of playing with his balls while pumping her hand and mouth up and down his cock.  Jaxon was getting close to blowing his load.  He bent forward, reached down and too Bev’s nipples in his fingers and started to twist and pull on them.  Jaxon then smashed her nipples in his fingers as he exploded in Bev’s mouth.

       “Remember, don’t swallow until I tell you,” Jaxon said, pulling his pants back on.  “Bear was right, you do suck a good cock.  The guys in the shop are going to lining up for you to give them a blowjob the next time you come in.  Now, stand up and lean over your desk.”

       Beverly’s pussy was alive as she stood with her mouth full of cum and bent over her own desk.  She wished Jaxon would fuck her while she was bent over her desk.  However, that wasn’t the plan.

       When she was lying on her desk, Jaxon flipped her skirt up to reveal her ass with the tiny string of her thong running up the crack of her ass.  “Don’t move,” Jaxon ordered. 

       He left Beverly bent over her desk, who was praying no one would barge into her office unannounced.  Behind her, she heard Jaxon pop open the attaché case.  She was wondering what he was getting out of the case.

       She didn’t have long to ponder it.  Jaxon grabbed the back of her thong and pulled it to the side.  Almost instantly, she felt a drop of cool liquid landing directly on her exposed asshole.  A slight squeal of surprised escaped from her closed mouth.  The mistake caused a small stream of Jaxon’s cum to escape from her mouth and run down her chin and land on the top of her desk.

       Beverly made sure to keep her mouth clamped shut as Jaxon started to slowly work a finger in and out of her virgin ass.  She moaned through her closed mouth as Jaxon buried his finger all the way into her ass.  He then started to work a second finger into her tight hole.

       Beverly was just starting to get somewhat comfortable with the fingers in her ass when Jaxon pulled them out.  Seconds later, she felt what she thought was a baseball bat being pressed against her backdoor.  She screamed through her clamped shut mouth as Jaxon worked the buttplug deeper into her ass.

       Beverly was grunting loudly as Jaxon pushed the buttplug into her ass so the widest part of the plug was stretching her sphincter muscle.  He then let go of the plug and Beverly’s ass sucked the plug in until her sphincter closed around the skinny neck of the plug.  With only the base of the plug visible, Jaxon stood up and started to dig in his attaché case.

       Beverly was trying to relax and come to terms with the large plug in her ass.  Her concentration was solely on the full feeling in her ass, she was barely aware of Jaxon putting something around her neck.  It wasn’t until she heard a loud click that Bev jumped back to reality.

       “Stand up and swallow my gift,” Jaxon order.  As Bev pushed herself off the desk, she noticed two things.  First, in the standing position the buttplug seemed to expand in her ass.  The second thing she noticed that Jaxon had put a small chain around her neck. Holding the chain closed was a stainless steel padlock.  Engraved on the lock was Sub Slut.

       “I can’t wear this at work,” Bev said, after swallowing the large load of cum that she had been holding in her mouth.  “Please take it off,” she begged, pointing at the lock that hung between her cleavage.

       “I couldn’t even if I wanted to,” Jaxon said, packing up his attaché case.  “Ian is the only one with a key to the lock.  And it’s small enough that you can’t pull it over your head.  By the way, he told me to have you take tomorrow off.  You are going to have a long night and won’t be getting much sleep.”

To be continued……………..

Beverly’s Story

 

Chapter 9

 

            Beverly spent the rest of her work day hidden in her office, praying no one would stop in unannounced.  As the day wound down, she placed a call to her boss and told her that she wouldn’t be the next day.

            Afraid of her co-workers seeing the chain locked around her neck and her outfit, Bev stayed well past the end of her day.  By the time she built up her nerves and left her office, she was alone in her building.  Anticipating what the night held for her, she raced home.

            The instant she pulled into her driveway, she saw the large box sitting in front of the front door.  After parking in the garage, she ran around the front of the house and picked up the package and stepped into her house. 

            She took the package to her bedroom, set it on the bed and pulled the lid off the box.  On top was a full length, black satin dress that was Bev’s perfect size.  Under the dress was a tiny thong made of a see through material.   A bra made of the same see through material lay next to the thong.  Finally, there was a pair of black silk stockings, matching garter belt and a pair of high hell shoes that had straps that wrapped around her calves and stopped just below her knees.

            There was another note laid on the bottom of the container.

 

            Remove your buttplug then shower and wear what is in the box.  Be dressed and ready at 7:45 sharp.

 

            It was already a quarter to seven.  She needed to hurry.  She showered as quickly as she could, blew dried her hair and started to dress.  The thong was ridiculously small.  The front panel of the panties was barely wider than her pussy lips and stopped just above them.  The sides of the thong did not meet in a T in the back, but wrapped around the top of her buttocks and came together in between her butt cheeks.

            The bra, stockings and garter belt fit perfectly.  Her light pink nipples were plainly visible through the material of the bra.  Next she slipped on the tight fitting dress.  The dress zipped up the back and had a plunging neck line that barely covered the material of her bra.  The dress hugged her body all the way down to her ankles, which made it difficult to walk with the high heels.  With a few minutes to spare, he applied a light covering of makeup, but still going heavy on the eye shadow.  This time she chose a black eye shadow.

            She just stepped onto her house’s first floor when the doorbell rang.  Hoping it was Ian, Beverly whipped open the door to find a chauffeur.  Disappointed, Beverly quickly realized her nipples were standing at attention through the bra and dress.  Plus, she was still wearing the length of chain and padlock.  Both of which were obvious thanks to the low cut dress.

            “Ma’am, I am your ride tonight.  Please come with me.”  The driver motioned towards a black towncar idling in her driveway.”

            Nervous and excited, Beverly allowed herself to be led to the back of the towncar where the driver opened the door for her.  She slid into the backseat and found that she was alone.  The car remained silent as the driver pulled the car into traffic.

            “Ma’am if you would like, there is champagne chilling in ice.  The champagne is very good and it might help you relax.  We have about a twenty five minute drive.”

            Hoping to calm her nerves, Beverly popped the cork on the bottle, and poured herself a large glass of the bubbly liquid.  She quickly finished the first glass and poured herself another glass.  The chauffeur was right, the champagne was very good.

            “Ma’am, Ian thought you might like some entertainment.  He got a video he thought you might enjoy.”  The driver flipped a switch in the front seat, and a flat panel television that Beverly hadn’t seen came to life.

The screen showed a woman with large breasts being tied by two men.  When she was strictly tied, the two men got to work tormenting the bound woman’s nipples, ass and pussy. 

Beverly was mesmerized by the television and she was starting to get really turned on.  The car pulled to a stop just as the two men in the video blew their huge loads all over the woman’s face and bound tits.

She finally peeled her eyes from the screen and looked at where they were.  Immediately, she knew exactly where she was.  The driver had taken her to the abandoned warehouse that she had spent Saturday night.  She had a smile on her face as she was assisted out of the car’s backseat by the driver.  However, tonight was different than Saturday.  On her first visit to the warehouse, the parking lot had been void of cars.  Tonight, the parking lot was packed with vehicles and music could be heard coming from inside the large building.

“Enjoy your evening,” the driver said, as they reached the building’s entrance.  Bev thanked the driver and pushed her way inside the building.  The entrance of the building was very dark with the only light coming from very small candles that barely illuminated the walkway. 

Bev rounded a corner and nearly ran into an enormous man dressed in all black.  The large man stood in the center of the walkway, blocking her progress.  “Hello, Sub,” the man said with a booming voice.  Instantly, someone strong grabbed Beverly’s arms just above her elbows and pulled them behind her back so they touched and held her in this position.

“What are you doing?” Bev asked.  She had been scared by the person sneaking up behind her and holding her arms behind her back.  Instead of answering her, the large man reached up and grabbed her dress just above her tits that were shoved forward.  He pulled her dress apart and ripped it right down the front of her body as if he were ripping a piece of paper.  Within minutes, Beverly was standing between two giant men, dressed in her see through bra and thong, garter belt, stockings and high heel shoes.

“Go into the main room and go to the right.  Stay there until you are instructed further.”  Beverly walked a short distance down the hallway.  Her pale skin seemed to glow in the soft candle light.  Suddenly, she stepped out of the dark hallway into a large room.

The room was brightly lit by torches and candles that lined the walls of the room.  The area was packed with people, and Beverly tried to cover her visible tits with her hands as best as she could.  She made her way into the corner of the room, where she took in the rest of the crowd.

Dressed in her bra and thong, Beverly was one of the more dressed women in the room.  Almost every woman standing near her was either topless, or completely naked.  Some had their mouths stuffed with gags, others had their breasts bound, other were covered from head to toe with latex, or leather with only their tits, asses and pussies visible.

Along with women, there were numerous men standing near her.  Each were shirtless, with most being completely naked as well.  Many had cock and ball bondage, or cock rings.  Each was sporting a throbbing erection.

Each person on this side of the room wore a chain held closed with a gleaming stainless steel padlock which could only be opened by a key.

Fear was starting to creep into her stomach at the sight of the numerous nude and semi-nude people standing near her in the room.  Wondering what was going on in the other end of the room, Beverly made her way through the sea of people until she could see what was happening on the other side of the room.

The other side of the room was crowded with an equal number of people as her side.  Most of these people were clad in clothes, though there were a couple of people strutting around completely nude.  The opposite side of the room had more men standing around, while Beverly’s side of the room had more women.  No one on the opposite side of the room had a chain, or padlock around any of their necks.

“I’m so nervous,” a voice stated next to Beverly.  Bev turned to see a woman in her mid to late twenties standing next to her.   She was a little shorter than Bev’s 5’9” and seemed to weigh just over a hundred and ten pounds.  She had her golden blonde hair cut short, and she was very attractive.

Her legs were covered with a pair of black latex boots that came up to her exposed bald pussy.  Her torso was covered with a black latex corset that was pulled tight, giving the young woman a great hour glass figure.  Her tits were large, roughly the same size as Bev’s.  The corset left her tits exposed and lifted them.  The lock holding her chain closed stood on the mounds of her tits.

“I’m here to meet my online Dom.  I don’t even know if they’re a man or woman, but I can’t wait to meet them.  Hi, I’m Daniel, but everyone calls me Danni.  What are you doing here?” 

Hoping to calm her own nerves and thanks to the champagne she had drank in the towncar, Bev opened up and told the young woman her story.  “That sounds amazing!” Danni exclaimed when Beverly finished.

“You know, I’ve had sex with at least 15 to 20 guys and not one of them has made me cum.  I’m 27 and have never had an orgasm.  If my Dom doesn’t work out, maybe I could meet this Ian to get some relief.  I would even thank you for letting me,” Danni said, seductively.   

Bev was thinking about what the young woman next to her had said when a spotlight came to life and pointed toward a small stage that she hadn’t seen earlier.  A tall woman dressed in black leather from head to toe carrying a microphone stepped into the bright light.

“Good evening Dom’s, Masters, subs, and whores.  My name is Janice.  I am the one who organized and put this key party together.  Let me get to the point of the party, so the fun can begin.

“This is a takeoff of the 70’s swinger key parties.  As we can see, everyone one of our submissive guests,” Janice motioned to the side of the room where Beverly and Danni stood.  “Has a chain locked around their neck.  There is only one key that will unlock the padlock, and that key is being held by a Dom on this side of the room.

“When you find the person with the key to your lock, they are your Dom and Master for the night.  Here are the rules.  A Sub may approach a Dom and ask them to try their key.  The Dom may try their key and let the Sub move on to the next Dom.

“However, the Dom may require the asking Sub to do something to earn the right to have a key tried in their locks.  Subs, you must do what is asked of you without hesitation.  You have no rights tonight.  If you decide you do not want to do what has been asked of you, Marcus and Nelson, the two men who stripped you when you entered, will punish you.  Trust me, you do not want these two to punish you.

“If a Dom approaches a Sub and requests the Sub to do anything, even after trying the key, the Sub must comply with whatever demands are made of them.

“One final piece of information for the Subs.  The Dom’s have the right to switch their keys with another Dom.  So, if you know your Dom is a female, do not go to only the females holding keys.  They might have switched their key to a male, who will direct you to your Dom. 

“Now, let’s put some keys in some locks.  Go!”

“I hope my Dom makes me cum like Ian makes you,” Danni said, before taking off towards a well dressed man standing on the opposite side of the room.  Bev watched as Danni’s breasts were being sucked on by the Dom she approached, before picking out the man she hoped would be Ian.

 

To be Continued………………

Beverly’s Story

 

Chapter 10

 

            Beverly started to make her way towards a man dressed in a dark suit.  He was a handsome man, trim with a full head of silver hair.  He was talking to another male Dom who didn’t look nearly as sophisticated.  The other Dom was overweight and wore no shirt over a pair of tight leather pants.  Both men held black leather bags in their hands.

            Beverly made it to within ten feet of the attractive older man when she was grabbed by her arm and pulled to a stop.  She turned to see a tall dark haired woman clad in black leather.  The woman’s large fake tits and bald pussy were left uncovered by the leather that covered the rest of her body.  The woman was attractive, but she had a mean look on her face.  She held a riding crop in her leather covered hand.

            “Aren’t you an exquisite little Sub.  Interlace your fingers behind your neck and straighten you back.”  Reluctantly, Bev did as she was told by the Dominatrix. She had no desire to be punished by the two very large men who had ripped her beautiful dress off of her body.

            “I love a mature woman, with a great body.  Your complexion is perfect.  I bet it brightly displays every whipping you receive.”  The Dominatrix started to walk her way around Bev’s body, bring the riding crop down hard on Beverly’s ass.  Her ass immediately started to glow red where the Dominatrix had landed her riding crop.  The Dominatrix finished her trip around Bev before stepping up close to the posing woman.

            “Those tiny little hard nipples of yours are visible, but they should never be covered.”  The Dominatrix reached up and pulled Bev’s see through bra down under both her tits.  After a little adjusting, Bev’s tits were pushed up by the bra.  Bev’s nipples harden ever so slightly as they were touched by the cool air of the room.

            “That is how you are to remain the rest of the evening.  If I see those titties of yours covered, you will receive ten lashes on each of your tits.  Now, you are to be in front of me every half hour for the rest of the night, until you find your Dom.  Do not be late.  I will whip you for every second that you are late.  Late one minute, you will be given 60 lashes.

            “Now, give my nipples a suck and kiss and thank your mistress for freeing you tits.”  Keeping her hands behind her neck, Beverly leaned forward and took the Dominatrix’s nipple into her mouth.  After giving each a suck and a kiss, Bev stood straight.

            “Thank you Mistress for freeing my tits.”

            “I hope you suck on clits better than you do on nipples.  Be back in 30 minutes from right now.”  The leather clad woman turned and walked away from Beverly.  She had both her breasts put on display and had to suck on a woman’s nipples, and had yet to have a key tried in her lock.  She needed to get to work.

 

            Ian stepped from the backroom just as Beverly stepped into the main room wearing the see through bra and panties.  She looked great and Ian’s eyes were glued to her as she tried to cover herself and made her way to the back corner of the room.

            “I like her too,” a voice said next to him.   Ian turned to find Mistress Marcy standing next to him.  She was an attractive woman, with long wavy blond hair and her large fake tits that were always on display.

            Ian was casual friends with the woman, but had heard many stories about her.  She was famous in the local BDSM community.  She took both men and women subs and was extremely brutal with both.  She had a habit of running through subs quickly.  It was said that she had an insatiable hunger for cock and pussy.

            “Is she yours?” Mistress Marcy asked.

            “Yes, but we’re just getting started.  We’ll see where it goes.”

            “Well, if it doesn’t work out with you two, let me know.  I think we could have some fun together.”  Mistress Marcy turned and disappeared in the field of people.

            Ian stepped back into the crowd as Beverly made her way to the middle of the room.  Making sure that it wasn’t obvious that he was watching her, he watched as an attractive Sub approached her and the two started to speak.  Both women looked nervous, but both seemed to warm to one another quickly.

            After Janice’s little speech, he watched as the young woman quickly approached a Dom in search of her key, while Beverly cautiously scanned the room she headed for Christopher.  Ian smiled at himself.  Christopher was a flaming homosexual.  He most likely had two male Subs in the building with their cocks in some form of brutal bondage.

            Ian smiled when Mistress Marcy stopped Beverly on her way to Christopher.  He enjoyed watching Marcy position Beverly, pulling her breasts from her bra and giving her ass a swat with the riding crop. 

            He enjoyed see the true submissive side of Beverly come out, as she did as she was told without hesitation.  His cock jumped in his pants as he watched Beverly lean forward and take Mistress Marcy’s nipple into her mouth.

            He continued to eye Beverly as she made her way around the room.  She nervously approached various Doms standing near her.  The Doms had a little fun with her, making her suck on her own nipples, or showing them her hairless pussy.  She wasn’t required to do anything extreme and she quickly relaxed and started to approach the Doms much more freely.

            For his part, he was approached by various Subs.  Wanting to keep his eyes on Beverly’s activities, he didn’t require anything from the Subs.  He quickly tried his key and sent them on their way.

            After twenty five minutes or so, he watched with surprise as Beverly started to search the room before making a beeline for Mistress Marcy.  With a large grin on his face he watched what happened next.

 

            Beverly was starting to relax.  She really didn’t have to do much after her meeting with the leather clad woman.  Most of the Doms politely tried their keys and let her move on.  Two of the Doms had made her show them her bald pussy by pulling her panties to the side, while the other made her suck her own nipples.

            She was about to head towards the elderly gentleman in the suit, when she saw him getting his cock sucked by a young man on his hands and knees.  Surprised, Beverly turned to look for the next person to approach when she realized that it had been about 30 minutes since she left the woman who made her suck her nipples.

            Fearing being late, Beverly scanned the room and spotted the tall woman.  She was standing before a nude male Sub who had his legs spread wide while the Mistress hit him in the balls with her riding crop.  The instant the tall woman saw Beverly approaching she dismissed the sobbing man.

            “Get into your position,” the mistress demanded.  Doing as she was told, Beverly quickly laced her fingers behind her head and thrust her tits forward.  “Slut, spread those fucking legs.”  The words were joined by a vicious smacks on the inside of each her thighs.

            “Tell me, did you find your Master yet?” Marcy said, running her leather gloved hand over Bev’s exposed breast.

            “Not yet,” Beverly replied.  Almost as soon as the words left her mouth, her tit that wasn’t being mauled by Marcy exploded in fire.

            “When you address me, you call me Mistress.  Now, kiss my nipples and say you’re sorry.”  Beverly did as she was told. 

“Since you didn’t address me properly, you are going to receive two lashes on your tits.  Remain in your position.”  Doing as she was told, Bev held her position as best she could as her tits exploded in pain from four hard whippings of the riding crop.

“Now be on your way.  You have another 30 minutes before we meet again."

            Beverly watched the leather clad mistress disappear in the crowd, before turning and resuming her search for Ian.  Before she could complete her turn, she was stopped by the overweight man wearing only a pair of black leather pants.

            “Hello, slave.  I’ve noticed you watching me all night.  I think you want me, so here I am.”  The man reached down, unzipped his fly and pulled out a small thick cock that even fully erect didn’t stick out past his stomach.  “Get down on your knees and give the General a kiss.”

            Disgusted, Beverly did as she and gave the head of the short fat cock a kiss.  “Slave, do you know why my cock is called the General?”

            “No Sir, I don’t know why you call it the General.”  Beverly continued to kneel with the man’s cock just inches from her face.

            “Because it will keep driving until the opposition caves and gives into me.  How long do you think it would take until you caved in and gave into me?”

            “I don’t know Sir.  I’m sure not very long.”  Beverly said, playing to the man’s ego, hoping it  would get her away from him and his nasty cock quickly.

            “You’re damn right about that.  Now get back onto your feet.”  Beverly quickly scrambled to her feet and stood before the man.  “Get into the position Mistress Marcy showed you.”

            Again, Beverly did as she was told.  She didn’t move as the man with a cock named the General moved behind her.  In an instant, she felt her bra being removed from under her exposed tits.  Next her arms were pulled down and held together at the elbow.  Her arms were tied together with her bra that had just been removed.  In her new position, Beverly’s large tits were shoved forward.

            Before she had long to thing about how her tits were shoved out for anyone to admire.  Her extremely small panties were roughly pulled down her stocking clad legs.  They were then balled up and roughly shoved into her mouth.

            “This is how I like my slaves,” he said, close to her ear.  He was pinching her nipples between his thumbs and forefinger.  “If this key opens that padlock around your neck, I’m going to whip you until every square inch of your white skin is glowing red.  Here we go.”

 

            Ian felt a pang of sorrow for Beverly.  For some reason she had been singled out by two of the most brutal Doms attending the party.  Much like Mistress Marcy, Alvin Marcus ripped through his Subs. He was at every Dom Sub party and always attempted to find an attractive sub.  He never found one outside of the BDSM parties.  Most often he went home alone, and hired an escort who he could tie up.

            Ian was admiring the tie job Alvin did, and loved how Bev’s tits were shoved forward.  He had a smile on his face as Alvin shoved her panties into her mouth and mauled her tits before trying his key in the padlock. 

            The relief was evident on her face when the key refused to move inside the lock.  After trying the key, Alvin put his key away, before pulling something out of the leather bag he was carrying with him. 

After getting what he wanted out of the leather bag, Alvin quickly applied two vicious looking nipple clamps on each of Beverly’s already hard nipples.  A scream of both pain and surprise escaped from her mouth.  Only a few people turned and stared at her, she was only a number of Subs who were either screaming or moaning in pleasure and pain.  Alvin then whispered into Bev’s ear before giving her ass a hard swat with his bare hand and turned to the next Sub.  He was thinking it was time to introduce himself to Beverly when he was stopped.

            “Excuse me Sir.  I will do anything you want me to if you would honor me by trying your key in my lock.”  Ian turned to find the attractive young woman that Beverly had been talking to before the party started. 

            He looked the cute young woman over.  He was starting to formulate a plan in his mind.  “What is your name?”  Danni told him, and gave him a dazzling smile.  “Sub Danni, do you know if your Dom is a male or female?”

            “No Sir, I don’t know what gender they are.”

            “Are you opposed to being with a woman?”

            “Not if she can make me cum like I desperately need.”

            “If I try my key in your lock, you must do something for me.  Will you do that?”  Danni nodded her head, hoping it would be sucking Ian’s cock.  “If my key doesn’t work on your lock, I want you tell you’re new Dom to come and speak with Ian.  Can you do that for me?”

            Danni nodded, disappointed that she would not be sucking Ian’s cock.  Ian tried his key and reminded Danni to have her Dom come see him when his key didn’t unlock her padlock.

            As Danni made her way to the next Dom, Ian started to make his way towards Beverly.  It was time they finally met.

 

To be continued…………

Beverly’s Story

Chapter 14

       Beverly remained in her bent over position with her ass throbbing for nearly ten minutes before Ian returned to the room.  Ian had changed out of her dress shirt and pants and now wore a pair of worn blue jeans and a t-shirt.

       “Stand up and put your arms down to your sides.”  Ian waited until Beverly was standing as instructed before continuing.  “From this point forward, your entire world revolves are my cock.  Your eyes are to never leave my cock when we are in the same room.  You are to be grateful whenever it is inside you and your greatest gift is if I cum inside you.  Do you understand?”

       “Yes Master.”  Beverly had already lowered her eyes to the crotch of Ian’s blue jeans.

       “Good.  Now tonight I have some friends coming over to watch the game.  You are to be the server for the party and also the entertainment.  You are to do whatever you are instructed to by my guests without hesitation.  But first, we need to get you dressed.”

       Beverly was nervous to hear that Ian had some friends coming over while she was completely naked, but was relieved when he said that she had to get dressed.  She soon realized she wouldn’t be wearing any more cloths than the black garter belt, stockings and high heel shoes.

       “Open your mouth wide,” Ian ordered.  Beverly complied and a second later a round stainless steel “O” ring was stuffed into her mouth behind her teeth.  While Beverly tried to close her mouth, Ian encased her neck, her lower chin and shoulders in a posture collar that held her head high and straight forward.

       Attached to each side of the stiff leather of the posture collar was a stock for each of Beverly’s arms.  Ian quickly locked her wrists in the stocks and soon Beverly was unable to move her head up, down or side to side and her arms were held at shoulder height.  Beverly was wondering how in the world she was going to be able to serve anyone in this condition.

       “I know you are wondering how you are going to carry the drinks tonight,” Ian said, reading Bev’s expression.  “I’ve developed a new item to help.  I call it the Slave Tray.”

       He produced to leather straps roughly half an inch wide with a buckle on one end.  Taking the first strap, he wrapped it tightly around the base of Beverly’s right tit.  Almost immediately, Bev’s tit plumped up and she started to feel tightness in her tit.  Soon Ian wrapped and buckled her other tit with the strap as well.

       Once her tits were wrapped Ian picked up a wooden tray that was roughly eighteen inches by eighteen inches square.  On opposite sides of the tray were two more long leather straps.  Ian hooked this straps to the ones wrapped around the base of Bev’s tits.  Letting go of the tray, it sat propped against her trim stomach just at her bellybutton, while the weight of the tray was carried by Beverly’s already pulsing tits.

       “Here is what you are to do.  Make sure everyone gets the drinks they want.  You are first to go to each guest, take their order then go into the kitchen where Danni will place the drink on your tray.  If you spill a drink, you will be punished with ten swats on your ass.  If I receive one complaint about your work, you will receive ten swats on each of your tits.

       “If you receive a request to, let’s say suck a cock, you are to finish delivering your orders and immediately return to the guest who requested your service.  You are to take my guest’s suggestions as orders.  So let’s say someone says you should have nipple clamps on your nipples, you are to ask Danni to put clamps on your nipples the next time you are in the kitchen.

       “Be a good slut, or I will give you to Mistress Marcy for two whole days and drop you below Danni in the slave pecking order.”  Ian took a large sign that had a string tied to one end and hung the sign over her neck.

       “You are to remain by the front door until you receive an order.  Then go to the kitchen, get the drink from Danni, deliver it to who requested it.  You are to come back to the door until each guest has arrived and I come and tell you to start working the room.”

       Ian left Beverly standing by the door with the sign hanging around her neck and her slave tray hanging from her tits.  She could hear the television come on in the living room and wondered what the sign around her neck read.  However, her posture collar refused to allow her head to budge even an inch. 

       She didn’t have long to wonder about the sign.  Less than a minute after being left by Ian, the front door swung open and an attractive man stepped through.  The man’s face registered shock at the sight of the bound woman with her mouth held open and her tits turning purple thanks to the straps around their base.

       “Ian’s friends,” the man read aloud.  “I am a cum hungry slut who is here to serve you drinks and anything else you would like.  I will gladly suck and fuck anything you wish and will provide you with refreshments throughout the night.  My payment is the cum that you will cover my body with.  Be as rough or brutal as you would like and if you are not happy with my service please let Ian know at once.  Your Submissive Slut.”

       Beverly’s face burned with embarrassment as the man reread the hanging sign around her neck.  Everyone who came to watch the game would know that she was a submissive.  She didn’t know if she could go through this, but her thoughts were interrupted by the man.

       “Slut, get me a beer.  I’ll wait a little bit before I fuck you.  Or, maybe I’ll get off quick so I can have another run at you later.”

       As the man walked into the living room to watch the game, Beverly headed for the kitchen where she was greeted by Danni in the large kitchen.  The young woman was dressed in a tight white wife beater shirt, a pair of very small black thong panties, a black garter belt attached to black fishnet stockings and obscenely tall high heels.

       “Well look at you,” Danni said.  Her voice was laced with jealousy.  “I guess you’re going to be covered with cum by the end of the night.  And if you don’t want to be punished too badly, then you are going to need my help, aren’t you?  Well, if you’re nice to me, I’ll be nice to you.  What can I get you?”

       Beverly tried to speak, but the ring gag in her mouth made her speech garbled.  This caused Danni to laugh.  “Here is what we’re going to do.”  She pulled the wife beater shirt in between her tits leaving her large jugs exposed. 

       “Here’s how you are going to order.  If you need a beer, I want you to lick my nipple once.  Here let’s try it.” Danni moved close to Beverly, who bent over and gave the young woman’s nipple a quick lick.

       “Good.  Now if you have an order for a mixed drink, why don’t you give my nipple two quick licks.  Let’s try it.”  Again, Beverly leaned forward and gave the young woman’s nipple two quick licks.

       “Excellent.  If it’s a mixed drink, I want you to keep your mouth over my nipple while I list the mixed drinks we have available.  When I say the drink, give my nipple another lick.  Alright, what can I get you?”

       Beverly bent forward at her waist and gave Danni’s nipple a single lick.  An instant later a beer was placed on Beverly’s slave tray.  Bev was surprised by the pull the single bottle of beer caused to her tits and couldn’t imagine what it would be like when the tray was filled with drinks.

       Moving slowly to make sure she didn’t spill the beer on the tray, Beverly made her way into the living room where Ian sat with the first guest.  The guest grabbed the beer from the tray without bothering to look in Bev’s direction.

       As the rest of the guests arrived, the same scene was repeated.  The guest would read the sign and then order a beer and make their way into the living room.  That was until the last of the guests arrived at the party.

       The second to last guest to arrive was a young man in his mid-twenties.  He was rail thin and stood roughly the same height as Beverly’s 5’9”.  He had his bleached white hair cut in a mo-hawk fashion and styled his hair into tall pointed spikes.  Both of his arms were covered in tattoos and his lower lip, eyebrow and tongue were all pierced.

       “Well, well, well, well.  It looks like my boy really did come through with the entertainment for the night,” the man said after reading the sign hanging from Bev’s neck.  “It looks like my boy did a good job.”

       The young man reached up and with his index finger and outlined Beverly’s areolas.  “I like your titties, but you areolas and nipples are a little too light for my liking.  I like my bitches to have damn near black areolas.

       “There’s nothing we can do about that tonight, but I’m going to mention it to Ian.  Maybe we can get you into my shop soon and I can darken those areolas up a little.  Plus, I think you should have your nipples pierced.  I can do that for you as well.”  The young man lifted the front of his shirt to show that both of his nipples had been pierced by a silver bar.

       “Now, all that work won’t be cheap.  So, since you’re the entertainment tonight.  I want that fine ass of yours next to me every hour on the hour.”  To emphasize this point, the man ran his hand over Beverly’s firm ass before shoving a finger into her asshole.

       “Slut, I haven’t fucked an ass as tight as yours in a long time.  I’m going to wear that asshole of yours out tonight.  Now, go get me a fucking beer, Bitch.”  He gave her ass a hard swat as she walked towards the kitchen.

       After serving the tattoo artist his beer and getting his finger in her asshole again, Beverly returned to her location by the front door just as the front door opened again.  The man who stepped through the door wasn’t all that impressive, or memorable.  However it was the two gorgeous women dressed in very expensive looking evening gowns that hung on each of his arms did.

       “My, Ian really has outdone himself tonight,” the man said.  “I assume you’re the actress that Ian has been talking about putting in our film.  I must say, he’s picked a very good one.”

       Beverly had no idea what the man was talking about.  She couldn’t get her thoughts off of her utter and total embarrassment.  The two beautiful women were staring at her as if she was some disturbed whore.  She could feel her face and upper chest burning with humiliation.

       “My Dears, why don’t you go into the living room and find a good seat while I put in our drink orders.”  The two women quickly stepped out of the room and out of sight, as the man they came with moved in close and took both of Beverly’s nipples into his fingers and started to twist and pull on them.

       “Alright you dirty Bitch.  I want a beer and the two women will have a martini.  I have to tell you, Ian has been talking to me about making a BDSM porno film for some time.  I should have known that a sex shop owner would find some slut who was down with the idea.

       “Now for later in the night, I love to see women eating each other out.  I know a slut like you won’t have a problem eating another woman’s pussy, but those two in the other room are a little uptight.  So, when you get their drinks, I want you to put these in them before you deliver the drinks.  Give it an hour for the pills to take effect, and those two sluts will be eating your pussy every time you bend over.”

       The man held up two pills for Beverly to see before placing them on her Slave Tray and making his way into the living room.  As she made her way towards the kitchen to once again suck on Danni’s nipples and get her drinks, Beverly knew she was in for a very long night.

To be continued………….

       

Beverly’s Story

Chapter 15

       When Beverly finally had all the drinks delivered to each of the customers, the sign that had been hanging around her neck was removed and she was instructed by Ian to start working the room.

       Not being able to speak, Beverly would walk directly in front of a guest and wait for them to either wave her away, or place an order.  Most of the guests were watching the baseball game that was playing on the big screen TV in the room, or talking to another guest.

       Despite her tied and nude state, most of the guests barely looked at her as she waited to hear if they wanted to order.  She was starting to think that the night wasn’t going to be that rough after all.

       Then she was roughly grabbed from behind and pushed forward over the arm of a couch. Before she could make a sound, she felt a hard cock being buried in her pussy.  The cock in her pussy started to pump in and out, while Beverly was unable to move her head to even see who was fucking her from behind.

       As the pleasure from the fucking started to grow, Beverly saw someone sitting on the couch move over so that his exposed cock was posed just below her open mouth.  The man fucking her from behind pushed her torso down so that her mouth swallowed the cock below her.

       Beverly did her best to suck on the cock in her mouth, but the metal “O” ring made it damn near impossible to do so.  Beverly quickly changed her tactic and ran her tongue over every inch of the cock in her mouth.

       Beverly quickly lost herself in the motion and feeling of having a cock pumping in and out of both her pussy and mouth.  She was enjoying the sensation so much, that she barely realized that someone was opening her hands that were held in the stock and placing a limp cock in each hand.

       “Jerk on our cocks until they’re hard.  Then we’re going to fuck you in the ass and mouth when these guys are done.”  Beverly did as she was told and moved her hand at the wrist only.  Before long, someone poured a large amount of lube on her hands and the cocks she was jerking.  The person with the lube also took the opportunity to coat her asshole with lube.

       In a matter of seconds, the cocks in her hands were rock hard.  Then the cock pulled out of her pussy and she could feel hot cum landing on her back.  Almost before the guy finished covering her back with cum, one of the guys that she had been stroking with her hand moved behind her and roughly buried his cock in her exposed asshole.

       Beverly moaned loudly as the cock was buried deep in her bowels.  Her moan was too much for the cock in her mouth.  The cock was pulled out of her mouth and a large load of cum was shot directly between Beverly’s eyes.  Soon, both her back and face were covered with cum as another cock was shoved roughly into her mouth.

       The two men followed the previous men and blew their loads all over Beverly’s back and her face.  As soon as the two men were finished blowing their loads, she was roughly pulled into a standing position.  Beverly’s eyes quickly darted around the room looking for the four men who had just used her, but everyone was fully dressed and looked as if they hadn’t noticed that she had fucked in her pussy, ass and mouth.

       “Slut, I’m thirsty, go get me a beer.  Make sure everyone has a drink as well,” Ian ordered her.  He was standing directly behind her.

       Beverly did as she was told and worked her way around the room.  As she made her way from guest to guest, she could feel the globs of cum on her back running down until it reached the top of her buttocks.  She soon had a river of cum running along the outside of her buttocks and down her ass crack. 

       The cum on her face was also losing the battle with gravity.  Little trails of cum dangled off the tip of her nose and both of her cheeks were covered with cum.  She also had large globs of cum that had fallen off her face and landed on the top of her tits.

       Everyone had ordered drinks from the cum covered waitress by the time she reached the thin tattoo artist.  He was sitting in a large chair with his arms crossed over his chest and he was sporting a devious smile.

       “You sure look like you enjoy having your face covered with cum, Slut,” he said.  “I have to admit, I also enjoyed the show.  I have to say though; I would have enjoyed the show much more if you had darker areolas.  I’m going to make a point of talking to Ian about that.  Now, Slut get me a beer.”  He produced a small tablet of neon green paper and wrote on it before folding and putting the paper into Beverly’s propped open mouth.

       “Hurry up and get my beer.  My cock is twitching to be buried in that tight ass of yours.”

       With the folded paper in her mouth, Beverly made the last group.  The director and two women dressed in evening gowns were the last three that needed to order.  “Slut, I will have a vodka tonic.  And let me tell you, that if you expect to make a porn with me, your ass better start making more noise.  Moan, breath loudly, shit like that.  Girls, would you like to order something from the whore?”

       The two women turned and looked at the cum covered Beverly with a look of disgust.  “I would like a drink if this nasty Bitch doesn’t drop that cum into my drink,” the blond in a stunning tight red dress said.

       “I agree,” the brunette on the opposite side of the man she came with stated.  “I’m sure a dirty cunt like her doesn’t have a problem getting a drink filled with cum.  However, we respectable women don’t enjoy such a thing.”

       “Amy and Jasmine,” the director said, placing a hand on each woman’s thigh.  “I’m sure the dirty whore will keep all the jizz out of our drinks.  Now, please order.”

       “Yes Myron,” the blonde said.  “Please bring me another martini, you dirty whore.”

       “I will also take a martini,” the brunette in a low cut black dress ordered.

       After having an order for everyone in the room, Beverly made her way toward the kitchen.  All along, Beverly was trying to figure out what had been written on the piece of paper that was shoved into her mouth.  She didn’t have long to wonder as she pushed her way into the kitchen.

       “Oh, it looks like you had a lot of fun,” Danni said as soon as she saw the cum that was covering Beverly’s face.  “I wish I were you and had someone cumming on my face.  What’s this?” she asked as she pulled the neon green paper out of Beverly’s mouth.

       Danni quickly read the note before balling it up and leaving the room.  She returned shortly and she stepped up close to Beverly.  She held her hand up and let a long chain hang down so Beverly could see what she was holding.  At the end of the chain were two vicious looking nipple clamps.

       “You are so fucking lucky,” the young woman said.  She reached down and gave Beverly’s already hard nipples a good hard squeeze to stiffen them up a bit more before she applied them to Beverly’s already sore nipples.

       Beverly howled as the clamps bit into her nipples.  She closed her eyes and took deep breaths through her wide open mouth as she tried to fight back the pain in her sensitive nipples.

       Beverly was so occupied with fighting the pain of the clamps biting into her nipples, she didn’t notice as Danni pulled the Slave Tray from her body and slid the rest of the chain down Beverly’s belly.  Only when she felt Danni spreading her wet pussy lips did she realize something was going on.  By then it was too late and her clit exploded with pain as Danni applied another brutal clamp to her engorged clit.

       Tears mixed with the large amount of cum on Beverly’s face as she attempted to cope with the pain the clamps were causing her.  As Beverly stood crying, Danni got to work asking Beverly for her drink orders and making her bend forward and give her nipples attention.  By the time she finished putting the drink orders into Danni, the stabbing pain was turning into a dull throb.

       Just as she was coming to grips with the clamps, Danni started to load her tray with drinks.  In a matter of seconds, the tray was fully loaded with drinks.   The large amount of drinks caused the tray to pull harshly on Beverly’s tits.  As she turned to make her way back out into the living room, Beverly feared her tits were going to be ripped off of her body by the weight of the tray.

       As she pushed her way through the kitchen door, she was met by Marlin, the tattoo artist who had requested the nipple and clit clamps.  A huge smile spread across his face at the sight of the clamps and Beverly’s watery red eyes.

       “Since you took your fucking sweet time getting our drinks, I volunteered to assist you.  Now get moving.”  He grabbed the gold chain that hung from the clamps smashing her nipples and attached them to the clamp tormenting her clit and gave it a harsh tug.

       Beverly screamed in pain and did her best to hustle after the man pulling on the chain.  She was led in front of each guest, and only received a statement of, ‘about time bitch’ for her efforts.

       The drinks were quickly removed from her tray which brought her a sigh of relief.  She only had four drinks remaining on her tray when she was pulled in front of Myron and the two women dressed in evening gowns.

       As Marlin took his own drink off the tray, Beverly stood in front of the three waiting for them to take their drinks.  However, they had no interest in getting their drinks.  It was obvious that whatever she had slipped into the women’s drinks was taking full effect on the women.

       Both women had pulled the top of their dresses down so that they were both showing a large amount of cleavage.  The hems of their dresses were pulled up their thighs so high that everyone could see that they were wearing panties that matched the color of their dresses.  Each woman had a hand on Myron’s crotch and they were nibbling on both of his ears.

       Seeing that the drinks were of no concern to the threesome, Marlin pulled the drinks off the tray, then unhooked the straps that held the tray to her tits.  With her breasts still wrapped with leather straps at their base, he stepped back and sat on the coffee table that stood in the middle of the room.

       After pulling his hard cock out of his pants, he reached forward and pulled Beverly back until she was straddling his cock.  He placed the head of his cock directly below Beverly’s already spread asshole and pulled her down until his cock was completely buried in her ass.

       “Fuck my cock, Bitch!” Beverly was ordered.  She did her best to use her legs to push herself up until just the tip of his cock was in her ass before slowly lowering herself back down onto the entire length of Marlin’s cock.

       As she slowly fucked her own ass, she watched as first the blond woman pulled the top of her dress down exposing both her large fake tits.  The brunette soon followed suit and her tits were also put on display.

       “Hey girls,” Myron said after watching Beverly ride the cock in her ass for five minutes.  “It looks like the dirty whore is starting to slow down.  Why don’t you suck on her nipples to give her a little encouragement?”

       As soon as the last word left Myron’s mouth both girls jumped up and made their way over to Beverly. Without the slightest bit of hesitation they each took a nipple into their mouths and started to suck.

       After a short time of working on Beverly’s nipple, the blond woman whose name was Amy stated.  “It’s impossible to suck on her nipple with these damn clamps on.  May we take them off?”

       “Here,” Ian said holding up two large flogger whips.  “Why don’t each of you whip her tits until the clamps fall off?  Then you can suck on her nipples all you want when you’ve knocked the clamps off.”

       Each of the bare chested women took a flogger from Ian and got to work beating on Beverly’s tits without mercy.

To be continued……..