I was considering finishing my drink and leaving when the barman put another daquari in front of me.

'Compliments of the two gentlemen at that table over there'

I looked over to where he pointed, it was a couple of the guys that I had noticed earlier. I raised my glass and smiled at them, wondering what they were after, as if I didn't know.

One of the guys stood up and approached me.

"My friend and I just wondered if you weren't doing anything or waiting for some one if you would care to join us at our table. We are in town on business and we would appreciate it, we wont bite, honest".

I know I should have said no, but what the hell I was bored and didn't fancy spending the evening in my room alone. So I said yes and joined Tony and his friend Greg at their table. They were nice guys kind of cute, didn't spend all their time looking down my cleavage when talking to me, something I hate. We chatted about ourselves, me being married and away from home, them being single and tired of chasing young girls that didn't seem to have a brain. A couple more drinks and we seemed to be getting on extremely well I was flirting with them they were flirting back (okay it was the alcohol)we were having a great time. I'm not sure who suggested we leave the bar and head up to my room, it could have been me.

We had another drink in my room, Greg was nibbling my ear while Tony was running his hand up and down my thigh. I was getting hot and horny, without looking I knew my nipples would be standing out a lack of a bra making them very obvious. I knew also my panties would be showing a damp patch as I became more and more aroused. Greg finally tired of nibbling my ear turning his attention to my breasts, when I didn't resist he took it as an open invitation as did Tony, his hand sliding up the inside of my thigh to my panties.

Shit I was hot, two nice attractive younger guys all to myself, I decided I was going to enjoy my evening. My hands reached out to the crotches of the guys, through their trousers I could feel their cocks straining at the fabric as I stroked them. I know that average length was six inches but I prefer them bigger, neither Greg or Tony seemed to fall in the average size I am happy to say. We didn't waste anymore time, why should we, being all consenting adults.

I got Greg to unzip my dress, I shrugged it off stepping out of it and my panties at the same time leaving them were they lay I headed to the bed, King size courtesy of my company. The guys stripped in a hurry thir clothes going anywhere as they hurried to joim me, their cocks bobbing up and down as they moved.

Tony dived towards me on the bed his head heading between my thighs, his mouth searching for and finding my pussy his tongue delving for my clitoris. Oh what a beautifull intelligent tongue it was, strong long and flexible. He had me orgasming within seconds, seeming to be everywhere at once deep indide me then on my clitoris it probed every crack and cranny. Greg knelt astide my head his mouth concentrating for a time on my breasts and nipples, his beautifull cut cock bobbing above my head I could see evry vein as it stood out his shaft like a marble column the head a deep purple as it was engorged with blood. I reached out a hand to enclose it feeling that vevet hardness there was not a hair to be seen on his cock or his balls and what balls they were large and heavy no doubt filled with his cum that were soon to be emptied. I gently pulled on Gregs shaft guiding him to where I was able to engulf the head with my mouth, I tasted the sticky saltiness of his pre cum. I'm glad to say his personal hygeine was up to scratch a slight odour of soap being the only smell. I slowly ran my tongue round the head my saliva lubricating it, I tilted my neck slightly to allow a little more of the shaft to enter.

God, I was shaken by a very intense orgasm, I had to try hard not to clench my teeth on the cock in my mouth. Tony pulled away from me I felt like locking my thighs round his head to keep him there. There was a coolness as the air reached the moistness of my pussy but not for long, Tonys tongue was replaced by the probing head of his cock it had looked fairly big as I saw him approaching the bed but it felt huge as it pushed against the muscles as it probed my depths. I felt spitted, filled with his solid shaft the head almost creating a vacuum as he rammed it deep and withdrew. The cock in my mouth was showing it appreciated the attention it was getting the pre cum flowing freely coating the inside of my mouth and causing me to swallow, my hands worked on the shaft and balls. Tony was now working his cock very slowly in and out of me I could feel my own fluids lubricating it the muscles now relaxed welcoming its intrusion, I was coming time after time. I had no idea of time I was wondering if the boys were going to change positions when Gregs cock started to twitch thickening slightly in my mouth, his balls tightened in my hand and I knew I was going to have to either pull away or start swallowing. 'Whoops too late' I was going to have to start swallowing, not enough though his cum filled my mouth forcing its way back past his shaft. I pushed him back as I gasped for air his next load spattering on my upturned face and down as far as my breasts. I think this was the sight that sent Tony over the edge his stroke quickened and he drove his beautifull big cock harder into me I felt a throbbing as his cock unloaded his cum deep, deep inside me. I was in that warm satisfied place that sexual fulfilment leaves me in at times, not as often as I would have liked. When I got to look at the clock it was one o'clock, I needed my beauty sleep so I urged the guys to get dressed and leave telling them that if they were around the pool tomorrow afternoon to say hello and we might take over where we left off. I ushered them out of the room and took a shower cleaning off their spent semen before going to bed for a deep satisfied sleep.

Over the years since our college days, all of us married - some more than once after messy divorces. We naturally inducted our wives into the group and eventually two other couples joined our ranks. Although we all lived in different parts of the country, we made it a tradition to gather together once a year for a week of fun, food and frivolity. This year it was at my place in central Massachusetts.

Three of the five couples had arrived early that afternoon. The other two were flying into Bradley the next day. After getting the visitors unpacked and settled into their quarters, the eight of us that were present had been sitting around all evening drinking, catching up on the past year's events and engaging in spirited conversation about a variety of subjects. We were gathered in the family room; sitting on free-form sectionals pulled together this way and that to form a rough circle. Candles and mini lights provided the illumination in the room – soft and flattering. Cool jazz was playing softly in the background.

Sarah was the newest member of the group and the youngest at 21. She was John's wife of just eighteen months. John raced sports cars for a living, and was one of the messy divorce guys. Some years after he split from his first wife, he met Sarah during a three-week stint in the hospital, the result of a nasty crash at Road America. Sarah was one of the day shift candy stripers at the time and she took an instant liking to John. She was tall - nearly six feet tall - with a slim body and long, straight auburn hair. She had huge green eyes and full lips - the kinds of lips guys call DSL's, so naturally John took an instant liking right back at her. The crash had left him pretty busted up and although he was more upset about his broken Porsche than his broken body, the fact that he'd missed three races near the end of the season really left him in a sour mood. But Sarah would have none of that. Her bright personality, her sense of humor and her innocence brought him quickly out of his funk. Six months later they were married in the presence of the Clods. This was Sarah’s second Gathering.

She had been somewhat reserved all evening and at around ten o'clock she stood up. "I'm going to take a shower and get into something more comfortable. I'll be back in a few minutes"

"That's a great idea," I said. "There're showers in the two other bathrooms and one in the pool house. Why don't we all take a break and freshen up. I explained to everyone that there were fresh towels and terrycloth robes in the closets in the bathrooms.

A half hour later we were back clad in the bathrobes and various other casual attire. Jesse was the last to join us, dressed in a set of sweats. Conspicuously, he took a seat to Sarah’s right while his wife, Gloria, was sitting to Sarah’s left. The rest of us settled down around freshly made drinks. The conversation turned to politics.

That's when Sarah popped the question. During a lull in the conversation she asked, "Why didn’t you guys include me in the fun last year?"

Gloria looked quizzically at Sarah. "What do you mean?"

"Okay, first I want to tell you that John filled me in on what went on last year." said Sarah.

"We were hoping he would," said Gloria

She took a gulp of her drink. "Last year was my first Gathering. When I met all of you guys, I was just so happy that John had such a great circle of friends and that he wanted me included in the group." I wanted so much to be a part of it and to be included and to be considered a permanent part of the Clods." She placed her hand on Jesse’s thigh. "Last year, Jesse especially made me feel welcome. He took the time to fill me in on The Clod’s history and dish out some funny and very personal stories about you guys."

Laughing, Gary said, "Thanks Jesse!"

Sarah smiled and unconsciously started stroking Jesse’s thigh with her fingertips.

"Well he left a lot out." She pointed to John. "And he didn’t tell me the whole truth about The Gathering until a month ago."

John looked a little sheepish. "I just didn’t have the balls to tell you. I’m sorry honey. I didn’t realize it would bother you that much."

Well to tell you the truth, at first I didn’t notice anything," continued Sarah, "but as the week wore on, I caught some of you disappearing for an hour or two in groups. I didn’t pay much attention at first, but when it kept happening each day, it finally dawned on me that you were all hiding something. I had no idea what was going on, but it became obvious to me that I was not going to be included. John was no help. When I asked him what was happening, he made some lame excuses.

Gloria leaned over and kissed Sarah on the cheek. "We tried to be discreet, but we weren’t discreet enough. I’m really very sorry."

Sarah continued, "Then came Friday night and everybody but John left early in the evening. I asked him what was going on, but he just said that he told you all that he wanted to take me out to dinner that night so you all just decided to go to the movies. But then on Saturday I paid close attention and when again you disappeared in groups, I asked John what was going on. He made some excuse about flea markets and gyms. I didn’t believe it for a second." Sarah looked around at all of our faces and said, "If you remember, John and I had to leave two days early so that he could help get his car prepared for an endurance race at Watkins Glen. I remember our goodbyes. Everyone seemed generally sorry that we were leaving with two days left to go in The Gathering. But I just couldn’t help but wonder why John and I weren’t included in the activities – whatever they were. It bothered me all year and I’ve thought about it a lot. I figured it had to be either drugs or sex."

I was sitting across from Sarah and I watched her hand slowly stroking Jesse’s thigh and almost imperceptibly inching its way higher toward the outline of Jesse’s balls. Gloria didn’t seem to notice, but I figured since she was sitting to Sarah’s left, she couldn’t see what was going on.

Sarah paused for a second or two. "Why the secrecy? Why didn’t you just tell me?"

"That was John’s idea," said Gloria. "He didn’t know how you’d react being a newlywed and all. You’d only been married for six months.

John said, "I mean how do you tell your new bride that you want to fuck five other beautiful women for a week?"

Gloria continued, "He was afraid that if he told you before the Gathering, you wouldn’t attend, and that you’d be afraid that if he came to the Gathering by himself, you’d simply assume he’d be joining in the fun without you. He decided to sit out the fun last year and tell you what was going on before this year’s Gathering. When we saw that you were here this year, we just assumed that John had explained everything. We were all very happy to see you get off the plane this afternoon, especially Jesse. You smote him last year and he kept begging John to tell you what was going on. He was in agony last year looking at you but not being able to touch."

Sarah turned to Jesse. "Thank you Jesse. You made me feel the most welcome last year." She slid her hand up and put her palm on Jesse’s thickening hard-on and started stroking his balls with her fingertips. Jesse let out a low moan and started rubbing Sarah’s back. "I’ll make it up to you this year," Sarah said. "One thing you all should know though. I was a virgin when I married John. He’s the only guy I’ve ever been with."

"Oh you poor thing!" Jesse blurted it out without thinking. Laughter erupted from the crowd.

"She was the last of the teenage virgins and I got her," John said with a chuckle.

Sarah smiled. "So tell me, what am I in for this week?"

(Continued)

  Now here he was in the flesh and not a kid anymore. God was he beautiful now that he was all grown up. Broad muscular body green eyes and sexiness just oozing out of him.He was covered with beautiful silky hair Physically he was perfect for me and I knew at that second I had to have him and I would before the day was over.I went over and gave him a big hug hello and could feel his body immediately respond in a very big way.We chatted for a bit and as I was heading off to talk to his sister I said "you know I have a couple of things at the house I would like you take a look at for me. Do you think you would have time?"I knew he thought it was to do with the yard as he was a  landscaper." Of course he replied I can pop over later today if you like." Oh yes I like I thought to myself I like very much.

 I could not wait to get home and shower and set the scene for a very good time. When the doorbell rang I called to him to come in that I was upstairs   I heard his steps come up the stairs and they stopped at the bedroom door. He looked in and saw me propped up in bed with my tits half exposed and the look on his face told it all. He still wanted me.Come here I whispered this is what I wanted to show you. I took one breast out of my nightie and slowly carresed it, I squeezed the nipple just enough to make it hard. His eyes glazed over and he came over to the bed undressing on his way." I want you to lick my tits give them a good work over. Suck and lick and touch all you want". He did just that and I could feel myself becoming more and more aroused."You were a very bad boy always trying to look at things you shoulnt have  Now I will have to punish you ". He just nodded and I slipped a silk scarf over one wrist and tied it to the bed. I did the other one and both ankles and stood back and could see he was loving every minute of it.His cock was immense and throbbing. I had to touch it . It was wet on the end and I licked it off slowly. Oh God he was making me so horny, I slowly licked his shaft and touched it so lightly. I took his balls in my mouth and played with them for a while. I touched his hair and face and bent over him and slid my tongue in his mouth.I kissed his neck ,shoulders tummy .all the way down to his toes and then back up again I untied one leg and slowly bent it at the knee . I found his ass with my fingers and leaned in and licked around his hole and then buried my tongue right inside it. He was ready to explode and so was I. I just wanted to fuck him so much but there was still something I had to show him. I stood up and lowered my little nightie to my waist." Do you like? "Oh yes I like very much" He responded." Show me more. Show me your ass." I slowly turned around and hiked up the back to show off my booty. "Do you like? "Oh yes" he groaned "Show me more ,show me your cunt." I knew he liked what he saw so far. My body is pretty good even hot I have been told . I slowly slid the gown down over my hips and his eyes widened with anticipation and lust and then widened even further as it fell to the floor.He stared at my glistening rock hard penis and stuttered but but ....".Do you like? "I asked He stared for a second or two and said "Yes I do. I cant believe I do but yes". I knew he wasnt lying because I could see cum dripping down the sides of his hot cock. I guided mine into his mouth and he licked it like he had been doing it forever. I took it out when I couldnt stand it anymore and moved down and rubbed his ass with the head of my dick.I wanted to put it right in .I was burning with such lust for this man . I quickly untied him and he climbed out of bed and pushed me back." You slut "he yelled. I thought he was going to leave but instead he grabbed my tits and squeezed them ,stuck his cock in my mouth all the while saying dirty things to me. He then leaned over gave  my cock a few sucks . He spit on my dick rubbed it in and told me to play with myself as he took his massive cock in his hand and and started jerking himself off. As if on cue we both started to cum.His sprayed over my face and my tits and then stuck it in my mouth to finish him off. I have never seen anyone cum as much as he did that day.We both layed there silent for a couple of minutes and then he said." I dont understand Barbie You have always been a woman" "I have been and I am" I replied. "Some people are born different though and I am one of them" I am a real women but I have a dick also I think I have the best of both worlds."He looked at me and took me in his arms. No one knows this but that has always been my no 1 fantasy to have sex with a woman like you.I never thought it would be possible but you just made it real.'I closed my eyes and thought how fantastic our time had been. I knew I had found my dream man " Teddy , you are starting to make me hard again stop talking and get sucking" I laughed as I grabbed his rising cock.

It upset me so much that I could feel the blood leaving my erection and my dick beginning to return to its limp state. I almost got up but I caught a glimpse of her lifting the toilet seat and figured I might still get a good look at her nudity. As she turned to squat and sit on the seat she lifted her towel slightly and I got a good look at her upper thigh and left butt cheek. It was not bad but I had seen almost that much of her at the pool in her bathing suit that was cut high on her hips. My dick was happy though and I felt the heat of my blood returning to it as it began to rise. 

I knew she would be a couple of minutes in this position so I improvised my own peep show and began to stroke my hardening dick. As I stroked my cock and looked at my sister Kim sitting on the toilet. I was soon ready to shoot my load when she did something I did not expect, she reached a hand across her lap and I saw it disappear between her legs. She seemed to be reaching for something and after a few seconds spread her legs wider and her hand came up from between her legs with a bloody tampon dangling on its string that she held between her long slender fingers. 

I stroked even harder as I viewed the blood covered object that had just seconds earlier been in her pussy. I was 14 but I knew enough about the birds and the bees from sex-ed at school to know what was going on here and strangely I was turned on by it. As I watched her dispose of the blood soaked tampon I was wildly stroking my young dick and now was only a few seconds from shooting a load and those seconds were few indeed. Almost as I thought to myself that I was about to cum I did right there in the hallway, on my knees watching my sister change a tampon. As I continued to watch thinking I was going to get to watch her insert a new one I saw her do something amazing, she began to finger herself. As I watched she slipped her forearm up and down driving her fingers up her slit. 

I wish I could have seen the view of her young bloody pussy, all I could see were her hips moving up and down against the white porcelain toilet seat as she finger fucked her bloody cunt. She had her head thrown back and eyes closed as she came; she was trying to stay quiet but was not succeeding. She humped her hand a little more then slumped a bit letting her back rest against the tank of the toilet and removed her hand. As she let her blood covered fingers slip to her side she sat there breathing heavily and relaxing. I was getting hard again but only semi hard at best. 

As she stood to get back in the shower I once again thought I would get to see everything but alas I heard my mother opening the front door and scurried back down the hall with my jeans and underwear still around my ankles. Later that night I lay there stroking myself with my eyes closed trying to remember every detail of the earlier show at the bathroom I came again in large, warm spurts across my stomach and then drifted off to sleep. I finally did get to see Kim later but never with a tampon or finger fucking herself, sadly as beautiful as she was it was not the same for me just to see her naked. And the three times I saw her I only jerked off once. 

And after she moved out and got married I never got another opportunity. I dated a bit in High School but would always screw up a relationship sooner or later by asking the girl to do something unusual in bed, usually if I asked to watch them pee or showed any interest in their period they ran away. Soon the word around school was that I was a pervert so the "good" girls stayed away and I was left to explore my fantasies with the "slutty" girls who were easier to get in the sack anyway so I came out ahead. By the time I was a Senior I had slept with 10 girls, mostly one nighter’s, I had had blowjobs in semi public places, fucked asses and pussies both in beds and backseats of cars but still did not have what I would consider the ultimate sexual experience, I was not sure what it was but I was looking for it. 

When I met Mary I found out what it was that I was searching for. Mary was a new transfer to our school and I quickly noticed her. She was a borderline Goth chick; she had the all black thing going for her including long black hair that fell halfway down her back in long thick curls. 

She was about 5' 8" tall and was slim. She always wore baggy clothes so I could not tell what her tits were like. She caught me staring at her in class one day and simply smiled at me; I did not look away and smiled back at her. After class we went to lunch and I saw her sitting with a group of girls, one of them, Tammy, was a girl that I had fucked in the ass in her room while her parents were asleep. 

We had fucked two or three times total but were not serious or anything. Apparently Mary asked them if they knew me because all of them turned and looked at me at the same time, they then turned back giggling as only girls can do and filled her in on me. I was a bit concerned that Tammy was there since the main reason we were not screwing anymore was that after we banged one out in the backseat of my car by the lake I asked her if I could watch her pee. She slapped me and went off into the woods to relieve her and when she returned she asked me to take her home. 

I was sure from the reactions of a couple of girls at the table that she was telling Mary exactly what I had done. Mary was still smiling though so either I was wrong about the subject matter or she was a pervert too. After school I was walking to my car when Mary came up behind me and said, "Dave I missed my bus, can you give me a ride home?" "Sure Mary" I said with a smile, knowing her bus did not leave for 15 more minutes, after all I was a borderline stalker too and had watched her waiting for it a couple of days this week. 

I took this as a sign that I was going to get lucky that day. As I drove we talked about normal teen things, I quickly asked her to go out with me sometime. She simply said, "Okay, maybe later." I was a bit confused at the moment; I thought she wanted to more than just a ride from me today but maybe not. I was feeling a bit brave and asked her, "how about tonight?" Sitting there in my passenger seat like a lost little girl for a moment she shyly said, "Tonight is not a good time for me." Being a typical teenage boy I pressed her for more of an excuse by asking her, "why not?" She was really squirming in the seat now and began to anticipate her answer, it must be an embarrassing one to cause her this much discomfort. 

Her shyness slipped away and she turned to me and said, "Well if you must know, I'm on my period!" My heart jumped up in my throat and my dick almost tore through my underwear and zipper at the thought of what she had just said to me. I continued to drive for a few seconds trying to weigh the options I had. Should I risk never getting any from her by asking to be with her today or be a gentleman? For me the choice was easy, I have never been a gentleman so I smiled at her and said "why should that matter?" She was not as shocked as I had anticipated so for a moment I still thought that she might have meant a real date and not simply a sexual hookup. 

When she spoke again her eventual sexual intentions with me were affirmed. "Because, I’m on my period and we can't fool around today." My head was swimming with scenarios now; my objective was to get into her bloody pussy, today!" I persisted, "why not?" giving her a moment to let the initial shock wear off I continued, and “I walk through mud so I can fuck through blood!" 

Looking a bit puzzled she said, "I never thought of doing it on my period." "I never have done it either but one thing is for sure you can’t get pregnant right now." "You're right about that and I despise rubbers" she said with a smile on her face, "Okay let's see what happens." My heart was racing as we drove along, one bad thought hit me that we would need somewhere to do this and the car or my room were definitely out, I asked her if she knew a place we could go and she told me to take her to her house since no one would be home there for hours. As we approached her trailer she was teasing me by stroking my leg and rubbing my hard dick through the fabric of my jeans. 

When we arrived we quickly went in and closed the door behind us. Once inside the trailer I was a bit amused by the mess the place was. She cleared a path to her room with her feet and as we arrived at her door she kicked the clothes and junk to the side. She walked to her bed and while standing at the foot of the disheveled mess that of covers that it was she slipped her black dress over her head. I was not surprised that her underwear was black also, as she reached up and undid her front clasp bra I moved to stand behind her. She shuddered a bit as my cool hands touched her warm skin; I put one hand on each of her sides with my hands resting on the band of her black panties and began to unwrap my dream package. As the panties slipped down her legs to the floor I saw a large spot of blood on the stark white panty shield lining the crotch of her panties. 

I turned her around so that she was facing me and I took a step back to enjoy the view. Her tits were small but firm and proportioned with her frame with light colored nipples. I reached out and began to stroke them in a clumsy sort of way due to the fact that I was so worked up about what was to come next. While my left hand continued to caress her tits my right hand slid ever closer to her bloody cunt. As my fingers reached the top of her pubic hair my dick began to surge in my jeans. I groaned at that moment and she took the hint, unzipped my pants and started to undress me. 

As I felt my clothes slip off of me I slipped a finger past her mound and into her slit, past her quite large clit and into her bloody snatch. At first I was a bit surprised that she seemed to be, to my touch, pretty dry and blood free. When my finger slipped further down I realized that she had a tampon in and the panty shield had just collected the overflow. As I moved another finger into position in her slip to grasp and remove the tampon she stiffened for a moment then said. "Uhh...no, not yet!" I simply ignored her and slipped the blood soaked tampon front her pussy. 

It is hard to describe the intensity of the feelings I had at that moment. I stood there holding the bloody mess by its string and at that moment thought of my sister Kim and the day I saw her with ore of these. I had never seen where that one went that day so I decided to explore what the bloody pussy my sister had fingered that day must have looked like. 

I sat Mary on the twisted covers of her bed and laid her back spreading her legs before I knelt down on my knees to begin to explore her pussy. I had never really taken the time to explore a pussy before and so it was a real new experience and a thrill for me. As my fingers pulled back the curtains of her womanhood I could see a streak of blood tricking from the bottom of her opening and running down to her exposed asshole. The inside of her pussy lips and the small opening just inside were virtually coated with her blood, I could see a couple of clots at the opening and just below her clit. 

I had never taken the time with anyone else to really see what a clit looked like perched there at the top of her slit it seemed a lot larger than the ones he had felt before while fingering girls so he decided to try it with her. As soon as he began he knew it was bigger than most and from her reaction to his touching it he could tell it was extremely sensitive. 

I fingered her for a couple of minutes, from his position facing her pussy he could see the blood continue to flow in ever increasing volume, when she had her orgasm she screamed in ecstasy any spurted blood across my fingers. She continued to moan as she rocked her hips under his finger until without a word she motioned me to stand up with her hands. 

When I stood up she looked up at me and smiled and then scooted back onto the bed, bent her knees with her feet flat on the bed and spread her legs for me to enter her and fuck her. I quickly and easily buried my cock into her blood soaked pussy with a single thrust of my hips, the warm, squishy feeling of sliding into her bloody canal was almost too much to take and I feared after a couple of strokes into her that I was going to shoot off too soon and tried to stop but she would not let me even slow down. 

I gave up trying to hold off and began to roughly fuck her warm and messy pussy for all I was worth. After a few hard strokes I got a bit of control back and rode her hard for about 2 minutes, If I had not thought of Kim at that moment I might have lasted longer but as the image of my sister fingering her bloody pussy came back to me I shot a load of cum into Mary's bloody young pussy. 

I held her down for a second as I shot my load deep into her bleeding womanhood and then rolled off of her onto the bed. We were both still panting hard as we lay there on her now bloody sheets and covers. As I lay there with a cool breeze blowing across my wet and sticky cock that was now shrinking back to normal I glanced over to see Mary fingering herself, apparently she had been close to another orgasm when I shot off in her and needed relief. I rolled on my side and replaced her fingers with mine and began to finger fuck that mess between her legs.

She was thrashing wildly but when my fingers were sore from use she still had not come again. I wanted another shot at this with her later so I decided on a plan of action to get her off; I removed my blood and cumsoaked fingers from her slit and moved to replace them with my tongue. At first the sight of the mess between her legs turned my stomach but time was wasting and if I did not act soon I might never get back in her pants again so I closed my eyes and drove my mouth onto her bloody pussy. 

The taste was strange and yet I was getting excited. I concentrated on driving my tongue straight up and down her slit paying special attention to the sweet clit of hers and it paid off for me big time. When she came the second time she held my head in her gash and wildly thrashed until she screamed loudly and then loosened her grip on me. 

I slipped off the end of the bed and for a moment examined the scene before me. She lay there with her still quivering legs spread and the inside of her thighs, pussy and crack of her ass were coated in blood. It was smeared on her like raspberry jelly on toast. Her bed was a total mess too as her cunt was now spewing small waves blood out onto the covers. 

As she looked up at me she laughed hysterically. "What's so funny?" "Your face is so coated that you look like a vampire, come here!" As I did she reached up and we exchanged a passionate kiss and when it was done we were both a bloody mess but we enjoyed it so much. We showered and dressed then stripped her bed before I went home. We tried to have regular sex later in the month but it was just not the same so we now are going together but we only fuck a few days a month. Yes I may be a pervert but I am using birth control.

AFTER WE SIGN THE PAPERS FOR THE PPV EVENT, COACHMAN THEN BRINGS IN 4 DIVAS WHO ARE AVAILABLE AND SAYS " PICK FROM EITHER CANDICE MICHELLE, MELINA, MICKIE JAMES OR MARIA " YOU MAY ASK THEM TO DO ANYTHING YOU WANT FOR YOU TO MAKE A DECISON, " ILL BE RIGHT BACK I HAVE AN ANNOUNCEMENT ABOUT SUMMERSLAM AND OTHER WORK SO IT'S GONNA TAKE ME AN HOUR, I'M JUST DYING TO TELL TO THE FANS, YOU JUST HAVE THE GIRL YOU WANT HERE WHEN YOU DO SO..."

COACHMAN LEAVES AND SO MYSELF AND 4 DIVAS ARE STANDING LOOKING RIGHT AT ME MAKING GESTURES AND MARIA SAYS " WHO DO YOU WANT CUTIE? " I ON THE OTHER HAND SAY LADIES I WANNA ASK YOU SOMETHING " I PULL DOWN MY PANTS TO HAVE MY ERECT PENIS STARING AT MELINA SAY " HOW ABOUT ALL 4 OF YOU GET NAKED, BUT FIRST SHOW ME YOUR TITS, " I POINT TO CANDICE AND SAY YOU START IT OFF, SHE THEN WITHOUT HESITATION TAKES OFF HER WHITE SHIRT TO REVEAL HER BLACK BRA WITH HARD NIPPLES SHOWING FROM THE BRA, THEN SHE TAKES OFF HER PANTS, THEN SHE TAKES HER BRA OFF WHILE SHE TURNS HER BACK ON ME WHEN SHE DOES IT, THEN SHE TAKES OFF HER PANTIES WITH EASE AS WELL, WHEN SHE TURNS AROUND SHE HAS TITS THAT ARE LOOSE AND LIMBER, SO SHE SAYS MELINA " IT'S YOUR TURN NOW " MELINA TAKES OFF HER ONLY BLACK WRESTLING ATTIRE THAT SHE WORE WHILE SHE WAS OUT IN THE RING WITH BETH PHOENIX, SHE HAS REALLY GOOD TAN LINES AND SHE HAS DARK NIPPLES AND A SHAVED PUSSY, ALL THE GIRLS HAVE EM SHAVED EXCEPT FOR MARIA, SO WHEN ALL THE GIRLS ARE IN THE OFFICE OF COACHES, MARIA THEN LOCKS THE DOOR TO COACHES OFFICE, THEN HE ASKS THAT MARIA GIVE HIM HEAD, SHES DOES FOR 3 MINUTES THEN SHE DEEPTHROATS MY COCK UNTIL I PULL OUT THEN FUCK HER BRAINS FOR 5 MINUTES IN DOGGYSTYLE POSITION. THEN I ASK MICKIE JAMES TO DO THE SAME SO SHE PUTS HER HAIR IN A BUN AND BEGINS TO STROKE MY COCK WITH HER RED NAILS AS WELL AS HER HUGE TITS WHICH I GRAB, THEN I PULL HER OVER AFTER 5 MINUTES OF A BLOWJOB FUCK HER BRAINS IN REVERSE COWGIRL POSITION ON COACHMANS BLACK LEATHER COUCH FOR ABOUT 6 BECAUSE I WANTED HER TO ENJOY A NICE RIDE FOR HER BEING THE WOMENS CHAMP FROM LITA, MAN THAT WAS A TRUE SLUT I WAS THINKING TO MYSELF WHILE SUCKING ON MICKIE'S TITS THEN ASKING CANDICE TO DO THE SAME WITH HER HAIR AND BANGING HER AGAINST THE WALL FOR 6 MINUTES, WHEN ALL OF THE SUDDEN I DECIDE TO GO WITH MELINA, THE GIRLS HEAD OUT OF THE LOCKER ROOM WITH THE CLOTHES THEY WORE WHILE THEY WERE THERE, MELINA LOCKED THE DOORS BEHIND THEN SAYING I KNOW YOU WANNA FUCK ME, SO I'M GIVING YOU 20 MINUTES TO GIVE ME A HUGE ORGASM IN ALL THE NUMBER OF POSITIONS YOU GAVE THEM, I THEN START WITH THE BLOWJOB, THEN THE DOGGYSTYLE WHICH MELINA DOESNT MAKE A NOISE OUT OF BECAUSE HER PUSSY IS SO LOOSE LIKE AS IF J-LO HAD AN ASS, BUT AS SOON AS I GET HER IN REVERSE COWGIRL AFTER 9 MINUTES OF DOGGY, SHE HAVES OUT A HUGE ORGASM NOISE WHILE SHE SCREAMS IN THAT HUGE SCREAM SHE DOES SO WELL, I SAID " SHUT THE FUCK UP " OH GOD JOHNNY NEVER LIKED THIS POSITION I ALWAYS WANTED TO TRY, WHILE I WAS HUMPING HER BRAINS WITH MY 9 INCH PENIS, I ASSUMED TASTING HWER TITS JUST LIKE I DID WITH ALL THE OTHER GIRLS, SHE FINALLY CUMMED IN UNDER 18:21 SECONDS OF WALL SEX PLUS THE POUNDING THAT ASS TOOK WHILE I WAS INSIDE HER DOGGYSTYLE, SHE DEEPTHROATS ME AND THEN I SPEW MY LOAD IN HER MOUTH WITH HER GIVING ME A LOOK OF SATISFACTION...

-IF YOU' D LIKE ME TO WRITE WHAT HAPPENS IF I WAS ON SMACKDOWN THEN LET ME KNOW...-

MzDominica drove the van down the highway, lit only by the occasional streetlight.  Daniella couldn't make sense of the passing scenery.  The bright streetlights left trails in her eyes, spelling "Dommmmmiiiiinnnnniiiiicaaaaaa" in her hazy vision.

Daniella's hips continued to rock, rock, rock.  Pumping in the seat.  She had become unaware of it, but MzDominica was continually talking to her.  Making suggestions.  Programming her.

"You're falling deeper and deeper and deeper.  My... rubber... slave..."  Daniella's eyes had stopped tracking the scenery.  She was looking straight ahead.  "Down... down... down...  You need to cum."  Daniella's hips rocked.  "You crave to cum."  She pumped.  "Your mind is becoming emptier and emptier.  More and more quiet.  Quiet and empty.  Quiet... and empty..."  The streaks of light trailed out past Daniella's fixed gaze, spelling Dominica's name.  "You must obey."  And, just under her breath, Daniella muttered her conditioned response, "I must obey Dominica."  Her mind became more and more pliable, more and more open, with every word her Mistress spoke.

Daniella's hips were pumping constantly, now.  Her arms were limp, useless appendages, at her side.  The jiggling of the van pushed the butt plug in and out of the slave's ass.  Pump... pump... pump...  Her voice began to moan, softly.  Constantly.  It seemed to Dominica like she never inhaled -- just continued to moan, helplessly, without end.

The van pulled up into a parking lot.  The only vehicle there.  The storefront had big block letters.  Daniella, too deeply tranced to look directly at them, saw them.  In her peripheral vision.  They spelled, "Dominica."  Of course.  What else could they have spelled?

MzDominica set the brake, shifted to "park," turned off the ignition.

Daniella remained in her seat, staring forward, not quite seeing.  Her hips continued to rock.  Pumping... pumping... pumping...  Her clit was so hard.  Her ass was so full.  Her mind was completely quiet.  Not a thought in her head.  Just the pumping... pumping...

Dominica had turned in her seat, and was watching her slave.  Watching as she stared mindlessly forward.  Mouth open, panting.  Hips pumping.  She crooked her index finger and trailed it down Daniella's left cheek, while she smiled, enjoying her complete control of her slave.

Daniella could not think.  She had no will, to get out of the car and approach the store front.  She had no will, even to turn to her Mistress, and ask what she should do next.  Her mind was frozen.  Empty.  Helpless.  She sat, her hips pumping.  The tight rubber panties felt so good.  The thick rubber butt plug felt so good.  Her nipples ached, under the rubber halter.  Hurt so much.  Felt so good.

"Get out, Daniella," Mistress said.  It took a moment.  For Daniella to realize she'd been spoken to.  To realize it was her Mistress.  Her owner.  To realize she could NOT disobey.  Even a few more moments to stop staring, straight ahead, and begin to move.  "Get out..."  That involved unhooking the seat belt.  Shifting her weight on the car seat.  Opening the... door...

Every second was a moment of discovery.  A struggle to remember even the most ordinary actions.  How to twist on the seat.  How to shift her weight forward, drop legs, set her feet on the gravel surface.  Soon, Daniella was standing in the parking lot.  A little unsteady... trying to remember how to balance on the spiked heels of her little ankle boots.  The brightly lit sign on the storefront grabbed her attention.  "Dominica!"  She was too deeply entranced to even realize, that it might say something else.  There was a picture, nearby, of a cartoon figure that looked like it was made of marshmallows.  Her attention was drawn back to the sign.

Suddenly, Daniella found her hand being pulled toward the building.  Dominica was dragging her toward the front door.  She held a keychain her other hand, and was soon using a key to unlock the big, double doors at the front of the store.

When they opened the door, and Dominica dragged her inside, Daniella was assaulted by the intense odor.  Acrid.  Smoky.  Her eyes closed, and she took a deep breath -- still so deeply tranced, she had no idea what it was she smelled.  Only that it was rubber.  Lots and lots of rubber.

"Yes, my little rubber slave," MzDominica teased, stroking Daniella's right arm.  "It's a tire store!"

Daniella moaned.  The warm feeling in her crotch, and the trickle down both legs, all the way to her ankles and to her feet, marked the helpless release of all the pee in her bladder.

MzDominica seemed to have anticipated this reaction -- or, perhaps, she had programmed it.  She handed Daniella a towel, and said -- gently -- "Clean that up."  The slave opened her eyes, crouched to the floor, mopped up the puddle.  And as she stood up again, trailed the towel up the insides of her wet thighs.

Daniella stared, all around her, at the stacks of dark, rubbery tires.  She breathed so slowly, and deeply -- not even realizing she was doing so.  Dominica looked at her slave, and was surprised, but immensely pleased, to see tears rolling down her slave's face.  Clearly, Daniella was completely overwhelmed.

Not sure Daniella would even understand what she said, Dominica explained.  "A friend of mine owns this tire store.  He was very nice to give me free access tonight, to do anything I want."  She leaned toward Daniella, and whispered fiercely in her ear, "ANYTHING!!!"

Daniella's legs failed her.  She dropped, in slow motion, to the floor, cross-legged, staring at all the stacks of tires.  Breathing so deeply.  She'd forgotten it was even happening, but her clitty-cock was pulsing, pulsing, pulsing so intensely.  The scent of rubber had completely emptied her mind.

Dominica leaned down toward her little pet.  "Now, rubber... slave...," she said, pointing, "I want you to wrap yourself around that stack over there.  Hug it.  Fuck it.  Push your aching, little clit against the tires."

"Oh, God, Mistress!"  Daniella seemed to finally have found her voice.  "Please let me cum!"

"Not yet, babi," Dominica replied.  "Now, go and fuck the tires."

Daniella moaned.  But she stood up.  She stumbled, like a sleepwalker, toward a big stack of truck tires, and wrapped her arms around them as far as they would go.  Breathing deeply.  Letting the heavy, acrid scent fill her empty brain.  She pumped her crotch against a tire.  Once.  Twice.  She moaned, crying again.  A third time.  Her nipples were so hard, they hurt so bad.  Pump.  A tiny squeal.  Pump.  Moan.  Pump.  She was sobbing.  Pump.  She was crying.  Pump.  The sobs of need tore out of her, scraping her throat ragged.  Pump.  Her eyes squinted, and her face was a squashed parody of human expression, her mouth a big, open bow of need and pain.  Pump.  She moaned and cried, and rubbed her face against the treads, wiping her tears on the tires.  Rubbing her padded rubber-covered breasts against the tires.  Crying and moaning, she slowly collapsed at the base of the stack, aching to cum.  Aching for any tiny, little release.  Any relief.

She found her face rubbing, rubbing, against the tops of MzDominica's boots.

"Good girl," she said.  "Good, good girl."

Daniella rubber her tears into Mistress' boots, and kissed her toes, her ankles, her calves.

"Cum!" Mistress commanded.  "Cum, slave, cum!"

It almost didn't happen, at first.  It took a moment...  Just a timeless moment for the command to sink in.  It seemed to enter the top of Daniella's head, at her ears... and swept down through her neck, down her torso, into her hips.  It passed her hips, and went all the way to her toes.  Then the orgasm began to sweep upward from her toes.  In waves.  Up her legs.  To her crotch.  Up her belly to her breasts.  Up again to her head.

Daniella came.  And came.  And came.  Lips pressed against Dominica's boots.  The smell of rubber everywhere in her senses.  Cumming and cumming and cumming.  She wiggled.  She cried.  The moan that was torn from her throat sounded like she'd been impaled -- and, in a way, she HAD been.  By the thick butt plug.  By Mistress' command.  By the rubber.  Her hips pumped, and pumped.  Her ass sucked on the butt plug.  Hot cum filled her rubber panties.  She cried, and grabbed at the linoleum-covered floor, and rubbed her breasts against the floor.  She pumped her ass against the floor, and rubbed her face against Mistress' boots.  And came... and came... and came...  Crying, begging mindlessly with her sobs, thanking Mistress wordlessly with her moans, her caresses, her wiggling, her tears.

She had no idea of how long she had been cumming, cumming, cumming -- helplessly, gratefully.  But, gradually, the spasms subsided.  Daniella lay at Dominica's feet, curled up into a tiny, little ball.  Lips pressed to the toe of Dominica's right boot.  So deep, not a thought entered her empty, little mind.

Dominica leaned forward, and caressed the back of her slave's neck, between the strands of blonde hair.

"Now, you're ready," she whispered.

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Daniella did not remember having moved.  And her mind was far too blank to realize that she was lying, face down, on a loose pile of tires.  Her arms were around a big, soft tire, and her face was down in the center.  Surrounded by rubber.  Drowned in the scent.  A big tire all around her head, and tires below her -- the thick, pungent smell filling her nostrils, filling her mind.  And emptying it, at the same time.

"Deeper... Deeper... rubber slave... Deeper..." MzDominica's voice repeated, sending Daniella's mind into a state far beneath unconsciousness.  "Whenever you smell this, you must remember, rubber slave obeys only Mistress Dominica... only Mistress Dominica... only Mistress Dominica..."

MzDominica's slow, methodical brainwashing of the helpless slave continued.  It might have been minutes.  It might have been hours.  Daniella had no way to know.  No way to resist.

"Resist... resist...  Try to resist...  Try hard, now.  Harder..."  Mistress' voice ordered her to resist -- which meant that if she did, she would be obeying.  But if she did not, she would be obeying...  "Try to lift yourself off the tires.  Go ahead.  Try to resist me..."

Daniella pushed... or tried to.  But the rubber felt so good against her body.  Smelled so good.  All the resistance...  all the fight... was gone from her.  Her body went limp.  She was helpless... lost... obedient...

After a time, the slave felt herself being lifted up, completely unable to understand what that meant.  She heard, "Open your mouth, slave," and her jaw dropped slackly.  Immediately.  Automatically.  The thick, rubber dildo slid into her mouth, and she began mindlessly to suck... suck... suck...  The noise and jiggling of the van made no impression on her deeply entranced mind.  Nor did she notice herself being half-carried, as she was walked back into Dominica's cabin, and set down, prone -- plugged ass so high -- onto her rubber-covered pallet.  She continued to suck the dildo, as Mistress' conditioning slowly worked its way through her deeply sleeping mind.  Programming her.  Changing her...  All through the night.

*          *          *          *          *         *

Daniella slept on her rubber-covered pallet, sucking on the thick rubber dildo.  Every dream seemed to restructure her body more extremely, reprogram her mind more deeply.  Her sense of reality seemed to have completely shut down.

Her tongue became long, and snake-like.  Even kneeling, with her head bowed to the floor, her tongue reached out, responding to MzDominica's command, and licked her boots, twining itself around her toes, her ankles.  It wound up her right leg, around her knee, and up her thigh, sliding into her wet pussy.  A loop of her tongue pressed deep into Dominica's pussy, massaging her G-spot, while the tip of her tongue crept back out, and wrapped itself around Dominica's clit.  Circling her clit, rubbing it, massaging it.  Tightening, and loosening, and tugging at her clit.  Daniella's snaky tongue stretched further... downward between Dominica's ass cheeks, and squirmed itself into her anus.  Throbbing, sucking, curling, wiggling.

All the while, Daniella could feel her breasts growing -- especially her nipples.  They felt so big, and long, and puffy.  Each huge, throbbing nipple had found its way under the toe of one of MzDominica's boots.  Daniella's tongue tugged at Mistress' clit, and Dominica responded by stepping harder on Daniella's nipples, squeezing them so deliciously!

All the little "fuck me" filigree in Daniella's stockings had started moving.  Massaging her legs, creeping up her thighs.  The words gathered together, growing in size and thickness, collecting as a huge, black dildo that seemed to climb up Daniella's leg like a giant worm, a caterpillar.  Daniella's hips thrust backward just as the dildo shoved itself into her ass.  Pumping, and pumping, the dildo seemed to be cumming.  It was ejaculating the words "fuck me" into Daniella's ass.  The words wiggled their way upward through her colon, through her abdomen, up her neck, and into her brain -- pushing everything else aside.  All other words spilled out of Daniella's ears, as "fuck me" filled her head, becoming her only thought.

Then Mistress spoke, and the word "obey" tumbled from her lips, like rain falling onto Daniella's head.  It soaked through her hair, through her scalp, into her brain -- and even pushed "fuck me" out through Daniella's ears onto the floor.  Obey... obey... obey...  All the other words on the floor changed, turning into Dominica... Dominica... Dominica...  They collected into a swarm, like bees, and swirled up Daniella's thighs to her clitty-cock, wrapping themselves around it.  Swarming and buzzing, and tickling her cock, the flying word made her desperate to cum again.  But as soon as she got close, all the words broke into separate letters, suspended mid-air around her cock, like a little black cloud, no longer stroking her aching sex.  As soon as the closeness to orgasm was lost, the letters formed Dominica's name again, and began sliding themselves against her cock -- like teasing fingers, all up and down her sex.  It felt so good!  Closer... and closer... and closer to cumming.  Then the words would all break up again into letters again.  Over and over and over.

Daniella's hips were pumping.  Thrusting back against the "fuck me" dildo, humping down into the cloud of letters.  "Obey" in Mistress' Voice looped relentlessly through her head, as she continued to lick every part of Dominica's sex she could reach.  Her tongue stretched even further, wrapping around both of Mistress' breasts, rubbing and squeezing her nipples.

In Daniella's mind, she could see the words begin to collect together, squeezing her cock smaller and smaller.  Making it tiny.  She heard Dominica's voice, talking to her about her clit.  About her pussy.  Mistress' voice seemed to echo from everywhere.  With every echo, the letters pulsed.  The words "Dominica" collected together into another firm rubber dildo, like the "fuck me" dildo, and began to push against the base of her cock.  Pushing inwards as her cock became a tinier and tinier nub.  Pushing her balls inside, where they changed into ovaries.  Pushing her scrotum inward, as it became labia, the center opening up and becoming her vagina -- so very filled with Dominica.  Fucking deep into her.  In... and out... and in... and out...  The new dildo began to ejaculate into her pussy, spewing the name "Dominica" deep into her cunt, over and over again.  Mistress' name traveled up through her womb, past it and upward through her abdomen...  Up... up... up...  It stretched out her tits even further, making them full, huge, squashy -- like big balloons.  It pushed its way up her neck, changing her voice, making it higher, more musical, lilting.  Finally, Mistress' name entered her head to join the only other word that remained there -- Obey!  The words filled her mind...  Obey... Dominica... Obey... Dominica... Obey Dominica... Obey Dominica... Obey Dominica...

Daniella sucked and sucked on the rubber dildo, "Obey Dominica" echoing relentlessly in her head.  Was it a dildo she was sucking?  It seemed to be Mistress' toes.  She couldn't tell any more.  It didn't matter.  Sucking was everything.  Pleasing Mistress was everything.  The little rubber slave was nothing, and she nuzzled her face against MzDominica's feet, while her hips continued to pump... pump... pump...  "Fuck me" was getting lost.  What happened to "me" was becoming unimportant, so long as she pleased Mistress.  She rose up, still on her knees, her long snaky tongue deep in Dominica's sex, so she could stare upward into her Mistress' green eyes.  The emerald eyes seemed to spin, and swirl, and turn into whirlpools, drawing her down into even deeper levels of slavery... and mindlessness.

Daniella had long since forgotten her hands.  A sex slave didn't need hands, so long as she had her tongue.  Her mouth.  In her dreams, Daniella became more and more desperate to make Dominica cum.  To make her Mistress cum.  To please Mistress.  All thoughts of herself were forgotten.  "Obey Dominica... Obey Dominica... Obey Dominica..."  Lick... lick... lick... suck... swallow... lick... obey... lick...

Suddenly, like a huge explosion in reverse, Daniella felt herself falling, and her dreams vanished.  Her eyes popped open.  She glanced around, completely disoriented, no idea where she was.  Her mind was still so blank, still caught in the echoes of Mistress' trance, her control, her dreams.

Daniella automatically sucked on the thick, black, rubber dildo -- and the soft firmness of the rubber felt so good, it almost sent her back into a hypnotic sleep.  But something in the back of her mind talked to her.  Talked to her with Mistress' voice.  "Time to wake up, now, slave."  She leaned forward and pressed her huge tits against the rubber sheet on the pallet, enjoying the way her cunt and ass echoed and reflected the pleasure in her breasts.

Still glancing around, trying to re-connect to the real world, Daniella's eyes fell upon two things directly in front of her.  She didn't recognize the round, lumpy circle right away.  She pumped her hips back into the dream dildos again, reacting to the circle before she knew what it was.  A little tire -- like from a toy truck.  She almost laughed, remembering the tire store from last night.  Then she realized she didn't remember MUCH about being in the tire store.  That brought a combination of confusion, a little panic, and a growing desire, as she realized how deeply controlled she had become.  Her lips curled up into a smile -- quite a task, as they were still firmly wrapped around the thick rubber dildo.

The second item was a note.  A simple piece of paper with writing on it, folded so it could stand, like a little tent, angled so the slave would see the words when she woke up.  Daniella was almost afraid to try to read it, certain that -- like everything else -- it would simply appear to say "Dominica... Dominica..." over and over again.  "Read it, slave," she heard Mistress' voice command.  Opening eyes that she hadn't realized had closed again, Daniella read the note.

"Take a shower, slut.  Then crawl to Me.  I want you completely naked.  Except, of course, for your butt plug.  I have a special treat for you this morning! --  xox, MzD"

Daniella was at once relieved that she could actually read the note.  Shower... yes, she probably was in great need of one, after last night.  Something about her rubber panties felt... gummy...  Kind of nice, actually... in a way...  But she didn't want to think about it too much.

The slave stood up and stretched.  Oh... She must have been crouched in a tight, little ball all night!  She looked down at her legs.  The "fuck me" hose no longer showed even a single filigree letter.  All that was left was tattered little threads and runs.  The rubber clothes and boots seemed to have survived unharmed, though.  Her mind drifted again, imaging the thick dildos in her ass and cunt.  Even standing and stretching, her hips began to buck.  "Shower... NOW," Mistress' voice demanded.  Daniella quickly trotted out the door, down the hallway, into the bathroom.

She was almost afraid to look in the mirror -- but she just had to.  Oh... my... Goddess!  She was a real mess!  The wig was gone -- probably fell off in the tire store.  She hoped MzDominica had retrieved it!  Her eye makeup was nothing but dark blotches and streaks, and the lipstick was a blur smeared around her lips and up one cheek.  She looked like a raccoon that had tried to dress up as a whore.  A twinge of excitement made her clit throb.  What a slut she had been, for her Mistress!  She smiled into the mirror, enjoying the feeling of having been so deliciously used -- like an article of clothing that had been worn, soiled, and tossed in the laundry by Dominica -- to be used again later, after it had been cleaned.  Daniella's hips began to wiggle, anticipating the next time.

Then she noticed the little black marks all over her body.  Bruises?  Her arms, legs, even parts of her face were covered with them!  She rubbed at one on her forearm, and it didn't hurt... didn't feel sore.  In fact, some of it rubbed off with her thumb.  She looked at another one, near her elbow.  The squiggly lines of light flesh between the black blotches gave her the missing clue.  Tire treads!  Oh, Goddess!  She was covered with skid marks, from all the tires last night.  Daniella couldn't help herself -- she pulled one arm with the other, and brought her blackened elbow close to her nose and inhaled, testing for the scent of rubber.  Of course, it was there!  Her mind drifted, and her nipples began to tingle, as she thought of Mistress' control over her mind...

"Shower!" commanded Dominica's voice in her head.

Daniella found herself almost hopping, turning the handles on in the shower to warm up the water.  Unzipping the boots.  Pulling at the rubber halter and mini-skirt.  Peeling off the remains of the pantyhose.  She looked down at the rubber panties.  The lock was gone -- oh, thank Goddess!  But she left the panties on, for the moment.  She tested the temperature of the water, found it warm enough, and stepped into the shower.

Immediately, Daniella's bladder gave up all control.  She peed helplessly inside the rubber panties, while the warm water splashed down her face and neck, and she squeezed her nipples and breasts.  Her hands descended down her torso to the top edge of the panties, and she pulled them open, letting the warm water rush inside.  She felt like some kind of perverted kangaroo, her pocket stretched open, a waterfall pouring into it, cleaning everything away.  Her breath came in little, panting gasps, as she slowly pulled and twisted the rubber panties, down... down... down her legs.  Sliding them down over her knees.  Down her calves.  Over her feet.  Panties on the shower floor, she just stood mindlessly in the shower, warm water running over her, rubbing her tits.  Her ass sucked on the butt plug again, reminding her that it was there, and her fingers trailed down to her pussy, her middle finger pressing into the cleft between her labia, her palm firmly against her clit.  Rubbing... pumping...  Mmmmm, so good!

"Soap!  Shampoo!  Now!  You must obey!"  Dominica's orders came from somewhere inside Daniella's head.  She jumped a little, and emitted a tiny squeak, responding to the sudden commands.  "I must obey Dominica," she automatically replied.  Of course, she needed to present herself to Mistress, immediately!  She grabbed the soap, and ran it all over her breasts, down her tummy, between her legs -- jumping again, every once in a while, as she realized she had languished too long.

After toweling off, Daniella crawled into the dining room, and was greeted with a view of MzDominica seated near the table, talking on her cell phone.  She was laughing so hard, tears were running down her face.  Mistress caught sight of her slave on the floor.  She snapped her fingers and pointed down, indicating her boots.  The slave hurriedly skittered across the floor to bring her lips to Dominica's toes.

"And then they WHAT?" Mistress almost screamed.  "Oh, God.  Those two can be so cruel!"  She laughed again.  "And you loved it, didn't you?...  Yes, I know you did, you little slut!...  Yeah, well, I always knew you were a size queen!  Yeah...  Oh, yeah!...  And I bet that's not the biggest one you can take, either!...  Uh-huh!...  Oh, God, what an image!  You, tied up like that, all night, and..."  Dominica looked down at her naked slave, who was already falling deeper and deeper into trance, kissing Mistress' boots over and over.  "Hey, you know what?  I want those as a trophy from last night...  Yes, I do...  In fact, I want you to bring them over right now.  I have an idea of something I'd like to do with them..."  She trailed her fingers through Daniella's hair.  She looked up again.  "No, NOW, you little slut!..."  Mistress turned away from Daniella for a moment, and quietly spoke a single word into the phone.  "Now bring them over...  Oh, you didn't realize I'd implanted that trigger, huh?"  Dominica's chuckle sounded wicked.  "Yeah, well you should know better than to fuck with me...  Right away."  She pressed a button, and set the phone down on the table.

Mistress reached a hand down to her slave's freshly-shampooed hair, still damp from the shower.  "You know who that was, babi?"  Daniella, now deep in trance, didn't understand the question.  All that seemed to matter was kissing Mistress' boots.  "That was Annie, from last night, making her report.  It seems she had quite a time at the hands... and other things... of her two girlfriends."  Dominica curled a finger under Daniella's chin, and pulled the slave's face upward.  Daniella's mind had completely emptied, and she looked up into her Mistress' eyes with complete adoration, too blank even to be awaiting an instruction -- simply happy and content to be there, with Dominica.

MzDominica reached over to a bowl on the table, and pulled an orange section from it.  She lifted Her skirt, and shifted her hips forward, exposing her smooth pussy.  Then She waved the orange section back and forth in front of Daniella's eyes, moving it closer and closer to her cunt, watching the slave track her every move.  A gentle push, and one end of the orange section plopped into Dominica's pussy, between her pink, puffy labia.  She spoke one single word:  "Fruit."

Daniella leaned forward, and sucked the orange slice out of Dominica's pussy, tasting Mistress' juices, almost like vanilla.  She stared blankly at Dominica's moist cunt, while she chewed and swallowed, barely registering the fact that Mistress had reached for another piece of fruit -- an apple slice this time.  She placed it, one end in her cunt, curled up near her aroused clit.  "Eat," she commanded.  Daniella leaned forward again, taking the apple slice in her mouth, her upper lip grazing Mistress' clit.  Dominica's hips pumped forward, just a little, as she reached for a grape...

There was a knock at the front door.

Dominica set the grape back down in the bowl, fully certain she knew who was out front.  She stood up, stepping around her kneeling slave, who seemed only aware that Mistress had moved away.  Daniella remained, blankly staring at the chair where Dominica had been.

Another knock, and Dominica opened the door, to find Annie hastily dropping to her knees on the front porch.  She was dressed a lot more simply, this morning -- t-shirt, jeans, running shoes.  Of course, the jeans were amazingly tight -- calculated to produce a devastating effect on any appreciative male... or female.   She held her hands up and forward in supplication, the strands of several black cords draped across them, drooping toward the floor.

"Please, Mistress, take these from me as Your trophy.  They are Yours, as am I," she begged, then bowed her head.

"Laying it on a little thick, aren't you, slut?" Mistress laughed.

Annie bowed her head even further, and replied, "Not as thick as you might think, Mistress."  Then she looked up and winked, "But if you've got a few flower beds that need some fertilizing..."

Dominica took the cords, laughing.  "You ARE incorrigible!"  She gathered the strands up.  "So, have you learned your lesson?  No trying to steal my slaves -- even for a night?"

"Yes, Mistress," Annie bowed again.  "I have just one question..."

"You're unbelievable," Dominica replied.  "Okay, I'll bite -- what's your question?"

Annie looked up, winked a second time.  "When can we do it again?"

Dominica couldn't help laughing again.  "Get out of here, you little slut!"  And as Annie leaped up and began walking down the path to the gate, a little awkwardly due to some soreness she was TRYING to hide, Dominica shouted, "I'll call you next week!"  Annie turned, waved goodbye, and hobbled out the gate.

Mistress closed the door, then walked slowly back to her slave, who was still where she had been left, staring blankly at nothing.  "Wake up, Daniella," she said.  "Danielllllaaaa!"  She dangled the cords in front of the slave's face.  "Wake up.  Do you know what these are?"

Daniella's mind seemed to return from far, far away.  She looked at the black cords wiggling in front of her, but could make no sense of the image.

Dominica began stretching the cords out, separating them.  There were six of them -- some longer, some shorter -- all several feet long.  "You remember these.  This one," she said, holding up an especially long cord, "I bet this ran from her ankle, criss-crossing up all the way up her leg, and tied at her waist...  Holding Annie's leather pants together!"

Daniella began to pant.

"You remember," Dominica teased, wiggling the cords again.  "Red leather... black laces..."

Daniella's clit, already so hard, suddenly leaped to full attention.

"Mmmm, you DO remember," Mistress said.  "I thought so!  I like your response -- but we're going to have to change your associations!"  She pitched her voice a little louder for a moment.  "It would be good if I had a small rubber sheet on my chair, here!"  Then she turned her attention back to Daniella.  "Yes, Annie's girlfriends kept her tied up all night -- with the laces from her own red leather outfit!"  She sat down -- and of course when she did, there was a sheet of black latex, covering the chair.

MzDominica folded the laces in half, and caressed Daniella's face gently with the loops.  "Well, now these black laces are MINE...  And we are going to have such fun!"

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Sunday morning, and our little she-male is learning the meaning of the word "worship!"  What plans DOES Mistress have for those long, black laces?

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I already had my dick out as I first watched the freckled redhead Joni remove Misty's tight fitting jeans to my hungry gaze.  Her panties followed revealing Misty's furry blond twat in between those voluptuous thighs.  Joni seemed to be in a trance at her bosses blond bush, so at Misty's gentle nudging of her head forward she swiftly commenced to wildly sucking her off.

I shifted my eyes next to her helper Shonnie whose dark brown Mexican skin had a light skinned Mexican slut before her.  Serafina was sucking Shonnie's round titties as Shonnie loudly issued orders:  "Yeah, suck my nipples good.  Your little whore mouth sucks dick all over the warehouse, now let's see what it can do to me."  Shonnie then pushed Serafina's sucking mouth right down on her hirsuite pussy and commanded "Eat my hairy pussy good little bitch!"

I then watched the fat ass Becky kissing the skinny legs of the old lady Violet.  Becky was a medium toned brown compared to the light complected latin skin of Violet.  Also, Violet was probably Becky's mother's age, causing me to spank my monkey a little faster.  Violet held her slit open with a landing strip of hair above it.  Becky was timid about going down on the old woman.  Violet cradled her head and pushed her pelvic region into Becky's mouth.  As Becky's eyes squinched in utter disdain Violet's salty cunt was rubbing all over her mouth.

Last but not least I viewed Matilda eagerly slurping her good friend Betty's cooze.  Betty was in excellent physical shape and had a nice triangle of dark brown pussy hair.  She was loving the oral pleasure her chubby little friend gave her.  "Does it feel good Betty?" Matilda asked.  "Oh hell yes," Betty moaned "you're sucking my pussy so good."  Betty hunched her hips slowly back and forth into Matilda's thirsty mouth.  Betty's eyes were shut tight and her hands were interwoven into Matilda's shoulder length black hair.  "I'm cumming, I'm cumming," Betty whimpered and then exploded into her young friend's munching mouth.  I was beating my meat good now.

Looking over to the loud Shonnie now I saw her thick matted pie pressed tightly to the slut queen Serafina's mouth.  "That's it cunt!  Swallow all my hot sticky secretions!  Oh I'm cumming all over your dyke face!"  Surprisingly, Betty was now eating the elderly Violet's quim at a quick pace.  The old lady lost it completely in a terrific orgasm, flooding the chubby face of a girl young enough to be her daughter, enticing me to stroke my stiff joint a little faster.

After all four women had reached their sexual peak Misty ordered the four kneeling women to clock out and leave work.  As soon as they left Misty told her helper Shonnie "Get down on your knees between my legs."  Shonnie did so with a big smile.  The athletic Betty asked the older lady Violet "Are you gonna put up a fuss over this?"  "What if I am?" Violet asked.  "Then you're gonna have to learn the hard way!" Betty snapped, springing to her feet in a flash and leaping on Violet.  Scared to death now, Violet accepted defeat and bowed before the tip-top shaped Betty.

Misty held Shonnie's dark hair in her hands and let out a horny sigh of relief as Shonnie attacked her thick lipped vagina with gusto.  "Suck my blond hair pussy good in your wet Mexican mouth."  Shonnie is complying and stops to ask "Will you quench my thirst with hot pussy cum?"  Misty nods yes and spreads her thick thighs wider apart for Shonnie's mouth.  I was getting into this and cupped my balls full of hot sperm.  Meanwhile, sporty Betty is almost raping Violet's old face with her brown beaver.  Betty has the old wench put a finger in her while she sucks her slit.  In no time Betty is going over the edge and drenching the face of the mature nymph Violet.  Misty's fat twat also erupts over the dark skinned face of Shonnie.  I thought I could actually see some white cream clinging to the Mexican's face.  Someone told me that could be yeast infection.

After the room settled down Misty told Shonnie and Violet to clock out and leave work.  She and the muscular Betty now sat in silence.  Breaking the silence, Misty instructed Betty "Get over here and eat your bosses pussy."  But Betty refused and the two women began to scuffle.  "You fucking bitch!  I'm your boss and what I say goes!"  Misty screamed.  "Not this time you honky ass cunt!" Betty answered.  Then with a sweeping leg behind her blond boss Betty tripped her, making her fall hard on her back and knocking the wind out of her.  Betty quickly hopped on her chest as Misty struggled to recover her breath.  "Now what you gonna do you blond bimbo?  I've got you right where I want you," Betty taunted.  "I give up.  I'll do whatever you want Betty," Misty said with regret.  This cat fight shit was getting good as I held my cum.  Raising her pussy up Betty mounted her bosses mouth.  "Suck that hot pussy of mine you fucking cracker!"  Misty ate her spicy latin hole as it leaked thick gobs of honey.  I started spewing my nut all over the place as Betty came only to have her boss Misty begging for more.