Dom Sam
Part 3
That night I slept very inconsistent, waking up at odd hours and wondering
where I was. When I finally heard two women walk into my room, I cringed
knowing that my second day of horror was about to began. I was unbound and
then ordered on my knees. A leash was quickly attached around my neck and as
before I was led down the hall to the bathing room. I was thoroughly excited
about this, as I could still feel the stickiness on my face. The bathing was
rather quick, but again they did an impeccable job not to miss any spots. When
one of my masters inserted her finger into my asshole, I shrieked in pain. My
asshole was raw and sore due to the violent rape that my mistress had performed
on me the previous evening. I asked what was in store for me this fine day,
and immediately I was struck across the face. You will not speak slave unless
ordered to do so, is that understood? I quickly answered yes master and knew
that I was powerless no matter which woman I encountered. By the time my
bathing had ended, I was rock hard. Under different circumstances, being
bathed by two beautiful naked women would be a gift, but not in my particular
case. My two masters spoke sternly, get on your knees slave, look how turned
on you get when you are disciplined and abused. Beg us to treat you like the
cheap slut that you are. I quickly responded in fear of being struck and more
so of further humiliation. I am a slave slut and I love all of the abuse that
my masters give me. One mistress re-attached the collar and yanked me again
down the hall. I was led into another bedroom which was filled with maids
outfits. My mistress laid out one tight maid's outfit, matching fishnet
stockings and panties and finally high heel black boots. She ordered me to get
dressed and she exited the room. Within minutes, she re-entered and led me
down the hall into the serving room. Slave, you will be serving us breakfast,
you have approximately five minutes to have everyone served so get started,
bitch. The food was already cooked and there was plenty of it. I glanced into
the dining room and was surprised to see nearly twenty women chatting and
waiting for prompt service. One by one I filled their plates and served each
of them. I easily met the deadline of five minutes, but Master Gina had
additional plans for me. Slaveboy, get your eager mouth over here and eat my
cunt while we eat breakfast and pay special attention to my clitoris or else I
will happily discipline you in front of all of your masters. I quickly jumped
to my knees, crawled over under the table and began yanking down my master's
panties. With my first touch I could feel how wet and damp they were.
Mistress Gina kicked with her heels and ordered me to remove her panties with
only my mouth. I complied with her commands and proceeded to remove her soaked
panties with my teeth. I was surprised at how wet she already was as I dipped
my tongue into her cunt slit and quickly began lapping her pussy. Mouthful of
mouthful of glaze dripped from her pussy and as I was beginning to realize what
was happening, Gina was commenting on how much cum she had shot in her the
previous night and earlier this morning. I briefly stopped to gag and was
kicked and told to continue or else. Therefore, I continued to lick and suck
on her dripping pussy, paying special attention to her lovebud as she had
ordered. Within five minutes, I could feel Gina tensing up and additional
juices began flowing from her puffy red pussy. Her nectar mixed with ample cum
was coating my mouth and face and I hesitantly slurped and sucked. Stop you
horror, Gina Spoke. You must now beg each master around the table if you can
repeat your horny display. Immediately, I crawled to my next master and
pleaded, please let me taste your delicious pussy and please you in any way
that I can. She ordered me to began sucking and to play a little rough with
her cunt, I want a bit of nibbling you fucking cunt. Again I wasted no time
dipping my tongue into her magnificent love box. I playfully gnawed at her
love button and continued burying my tongue deep into her canal. Deeper you
slut, she ordered, and I continued shoving my tongue as deep as I could tasting
only her juice. Again within minutes, her juices began drenching my lips and
face and she grabbed the back of my head and violently began fucking my tongue
and face. She rubbed her soaking pussy all over face, coating the area from my
nose to my chin. I continued at the same pace for nearly an hour and I glanced
to see three women left. My tongue was aching, but I knew my punishment would
be severe if I did not continue the process and in fact, I was enjoying the
majority of this. As I crawled to the next woman, she ordered that I not only
remove her panties with my teeth, but that there was another surprise waiting
for me. Immediately, the other women began their laughter. I removed her
panties, only to be horrified at what she had meant. There before me was a
string emerged from her vagina. I was disgusted, but knew that my choices were
slim. Thus, I pulled at the string and pulled a tampon from her pussy. She
ordered me to get busy, that her vagina was already wet waiting for me. I
hesitantly buried my tongue between her pussy lips and began lapping at her
cunt. It was a sour taste and although I felt nautious I eagerly continued. I
knew that the quicker this was completed the happier I would be. I dug my
tongue deep into her box and slurped and sucked her mixed juices. Within
minutes, she too was holding my head and bucking her hips against my face. I
licked and licked until she finally released my head and ordered me to move on.
The next woman told me that she did not wish to have her cunt spoiled, but
that her asshole was eagerly awaiting similar treatment. Again, I hesitated,
but then found myself crawling around behind this mistress and removing her
panties. As I pulled them down her legs she bent over so I could gain full
access to her back hole. I drove my tongue straight to her brown hole and
began licking and sucking in a wild fashion. I was tired and my tongue was
sore and there were only two more women to satisfy including the one whose ass
cheeks were wrapped around my face. I buried my tongue as deep as I could into
her back hole until I had her squirming and moaning. I continued my attack
until she ordered me to stop and move on. I quickly removed the final masters
panties and began lapping her slippery wet pussy. She had definitely been
eagerly awaiting this as she was already dripping from excitement. I lapped
and suck at her juices for nearly five minutes until she began shaking and
pushed my mouth away. I moved forward again to gather her flowing juices and I
was struck across the face. Enough you fucking horror, she screamed. Gina
ordered me over to her and she lifted the front of my maid skirt to reveal my
hard tiny cock poling beyond the skimpy fishnet g-string that I was wearing.
She rubbed her finger across my cock and plopped it into my mouth. Taste your
cum slut - is it as delicious as the cum you drank from my well fucked pussy?
Do you want a blow job from one of your mistresses here slave boy? I quickly
responded yes mistress, please mistress. She struck me across the face and
ordered me onto the table. Beg your masters to let you jack off into a piece
of bread so that you may eat your own jism with your breakfast toast. You have
that option or the option to neither have an orgasm, which we can tell you
strongly desire, nor any food for the day. I was desperately horny and I
begged my mistresses to let me eat. Please masters, may I eat my own cum for
breakfast, I beg you to let me jack off for all of you and then demonstrate my
obedience by consuming my own thick sticky load of jism. They laughed and
commented at what a horror and slut I already was and that my wife would have
no more use for me once she knew my new role in society. Gina spoke, you have
one minute slut. With that I began eagerly stroking at my shaft and within
seconds, streams of my cum were shooting and soaking my breakfast toast. Make
sure you get every last drop ordered Gina. I milked my shaft until the last
droplets of cum emerged from my cockhead and slowly dripped to the bread. My
masters ordered me to eat. I was no longer hungry and the thought of eating my
own sperm was humiliating and degrading, but I hesitantly began biting the edge
of my toast. Stop you slut, spread the cum evenly on the toast with your
tongue you cum eating horror. Before any more orders were given, I quickly
began spreading my cum evenly over the bread. I continued this degrading act
until, I was ordered to began my feast. I began consuming my cum covered toast
and my mistresses laughed and commented the entire time. You are a horror and
because you enjoy this treatment, we will be expediting your slut training
starting today. We'll see how well you gobble down thick salty jism from
another man - a real man one commented. I quickly jumped from the table and
began my protesting. I will not perform such an act. I am not a faggot and no
one is going to make me perform sexual acts with another man. Five women
quickly had me secured and I was immediately cuffed and restricted in a dog
like position. The whip began to take turns on each cheek of my ass and with
each stroke I cried in pain. After the tenth stroke, I was still muttering and
protesting against such acts. Before I knew it, I felt a shot in my arm and I
was out cold.
When I awoke, I was restricted and gagged and within seconds I came to
understand that I was in the back of a moving van. I glanced around to see
that there were three women in the car with me. I looked down to see that I
had been dressed up in a short summer dress, high heels and again, I could feel
that I was wearing skimpy thong panties. Master Gina spoke, you are our slave
and you will perform whatever duties are asked of you. If you are an obedient
and eager slave, maybe we can bypass some duties that you may not be
comfortable with. I felt as if a weight had been lifted from my shoulders, I
assumed she meant that I would not be required to perform homosexual duties,
other than those I had already been subjected to. Being dick slapped by a
large black man and being double fucked with strap-ons was as close to
homosexual activity as I could take. I was excited and knew that I must be an
obedient and eager slave. Within minutes I felt the vehicle stop and the back
of the van was opened by two other women, counting five in total. I was
yanked from the vehicle and ordered on my knees. A leash was attached to my
neck, my dress lifted and I was walked into what appeared to be a dive mountain
bar. I was horrified at the thought of going out in public like this, but knew
that no one I would know would hang out at a location like this, and I still
did not know where in the hell I was at. As I practically crawled into the
bar, a large black waiter asked my masters what they would like to drink. I
glanced around the bar counting approximately ten people in total.
