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All The Way Down
By Nobadge
Nobadge123@yahoo.com
Part Four
Journey
toward Depravity
Friday Morning
Susan Roberts was getting desperate; the two ‘smack’ joints her son Tim had unwittingly supplied his Mother on Wednesday afternoon had long gone and a good fourteen hours after her last ‘fix’ s Susan was frantically trying to get hold of Tommy Hall on his cell phone.
The last two days had not been good for Susan, aside from the times the house was empty and when she had found blessed relief in the ‘joints’ she alternated between bouts of depressive extreme guilt and extreme craving for another ‘fix.
Lying awake on Thursday night with her craving at its height and recalling the beating she suffered at Tommy’s hands Susan bizarrely began to imagine the mess she were in were her own fault, she should never have been so ill-mannered toward Tommy, she had deserved her beating and the marathon Sex session afterward had been her way of apologising to Tommy, wasn’t it incredible how a young man of such tender years understood how to deal with her disrespect and lies!.
‘I will call him in the morning and ask for a couple more ‘joints’ just to see me through until I am feeling better’
Susan’s son Tim had noticed her strained behaviour but had thankfully put his Mothers craving down to Influenza, still though he was puzzled as to why his Mother had been in such a hurry to open the envelope from Tommy, especially when recalling what Tommy had said to him at school the other day about his mother and Tim for a moment wondered if perhaps Tommy was trying it on with his Mom but then dismissed the idea out of hand, besides he didn’t really want to know, Tommy was too valuable a buddy at school for Tim to fall out with.
The bigger dilemma though had been for Susan’s husband Bobby.
Already nervous as to how to break it to his wife about his having another weekend away, this time with his young secretary, he was wondering if she suspected something.
Bobby had noted his Wife’s increasingly nervy behaviour and as with most that are hiding their own guilt he naturally assumed because Susan suspected his infidelity and
When eventually Bobby had bought up the subject of his weekend away, Susan had at first been very upset, two weekends away in a row really was the limit!
But with a newly acquired sense of cunning Susan suddenly realised that feeding her new found habit would be very difficult with her husband around all day, if he were away from Friday to Monday then it would be easy for her to go get hold of the ‘joints’ she needed from Tommy to allow her to once again loose herself in those wonderful feelings of well being and relaxation.
So over dinner Thursday evening a very surprised but delighted Bobby listened to his wife telling him she really didn’t mind Bobby be away fro the weekend.
‘Jeez’ thought Bobby, she almost sounds guilty herself, ‘hey, maybe Susie’s got herself a lover too, maybe that’s why Susie’s looking tired and a little heavy around the eyes, well I’ll be!’
That thought didn’t really bother him too much for Although Bobby and still loved Susan with a passion as housewife and Mother; sexually he had struggled for a couple of years to conceal his secret.
Susan was passive in bed, a natural submissive seemingly requiring a more assertive partner in lovemaking herself, but unbeknown to Susan, Bobby had developed his own craving, that of having a young and beautiful dominant woman ‘punishing’ him, spanking and whipping him whilst being led around a room via a collar and lead, naked all but for a ball gag, A change of sexual preferences and desires affecting many couples approaching middle age.
Slopping around the house in an old sweat shirt and jeans Susan, repeatedly called Tommy’s cell phone all morning, growing more and desperate as each call went unanswered until lunchtime, when her frantic calling was eventually answered by Tommy smiling broadly whilst he listened to Susan just about begging him to supply ‘just a few more’ of his special ‘joints’ by now uncaring as to whether her own son would be her unwitting ‘supplier’.
‘Please Tommy, do this for me after all I’m your whore now, remember?’ pleaded Susan with all her new found cunning.
‘No can do Susie, I’ve got nothing here with me to leave with Tim, besides, we keep doing that and he’s liable to suspect something is up, your gonna have to come to me as far as I can see, I can’t get away all weekend because I gotta look after my mom so your gonna have to come and pick me up from school then take me to my place to get the stuff’ Replied Tommy somewhat coldly, knowing from his own Mother just how devious those desperate for a fix could be but none the less pleased the idea she was his ‘Whore’ had been instilled into Susan, a tenuous idea at the moment sure, but that would soon change, for Freddie and Charles had been pushing Tommy to arrange a ‘meeting’ with Susan Roberts, ‘the sooner the better’ they had said.
Tommy’s answer was not what Susan hoped to hear, as guilty as she felt using her son Tim as a ‘runner’, it was the safe option for her. Having to collect and then drive Tommy to lord knows where was worrying thought, more so when he told Susan.
‘Meet me down the road a little from the school Susie, I’ll be waiting outside the filling station there at four and you gotta be wearing a black skirt suit and red blouse with that sexy black stuff underneath with the stockings, otherwise it a no no Susie’
Susan knew that to comply with Tommy’s demands meant more lies and subterfuge toward her family, but right then she felt terrible and badly needed to make her self feel better and more able to face the world.
Susan looking at her self in the mirror whilst holding the phone to her ear, Susan realised, she looked awful, dark rings around and under her eyes, puffy pale cheeks and her sloppy clothing, Still, I can’t go anywhere looking like this’ ,she told herself.
‘Okay Tommy, I’ll be there’
‘Be on time Susie and make sure your wearing what I told you, you’re my whore now, understand?’
‘Yes Tommy’, Replied Susan, after a brief hesitation, what did it matter how she were dressed? Still, if it meant getting hold of a couple of ‘joint’s why Not?, for no matter how many times she had told herself to seek help in ending this downward spiral, the lure of another wonderful fix was far too strong for what remained of her will power.
Tommy cut the connection and scrolled down the cell phone call list. Moments later a familiar voice was saying.
‘Yo Tommy my man, what you got for old Freddie?’
Friday
Three hours later, showered and dressed as Tommy had instructed and wearing shades to hide the dark rings beneath her eyes, Susan, having left a note telling Tim she had to go visit a sick friend on the other side of town, headed toward her meet with Tommy, hoping against hope she wouldn’t be spotted by Tim or any of his friends as she drove past the school, no problem right then but what if she were seen with Tommy Hall in the car?
Desperate for her fix and already on edge about seeing the youth again for the first time since he had so forcefully turned her life upside down, Susan’s hands gripping the wheel were shaking as she drove past her sons school and the myriad of students still gathered around the exits waiting for lifts or just generally chatting amongst themselves.
Then, half a mile further down the road beside the filling station wearing the same self-assured smirk as when Susan had last seen him sitting beside her on her bed and idly fondly her breasts whilst telling her about the ‘special joints’, stood Tommy Hall.
Every part of her being screamed at her to drive on past him but as if she were a robot on remote control Susan slowed the large Car before bringing it to a halt alongside Tommy’s diminutive figure.
‘Hey Susie, your looking good’ began Tommy, sliding into the car beside Susan.
‘Get moving, go straight ahead, I’ll tell you where to go’
Chest hammering, her mouth dry and not knowing what to say, Susan followed Tommy’s instructions in silence, navigating the large car across town and on into a quiet run down semi industrial area, wondering just why on earth she was again being subjected to feelings of excited fearful anticipation.
‘Turn into here’ Tommy told Susan, pointing to a deserted factory entrance. Although she complied, when Tommy bought her to a stop behind a large unused warehouse Susan asked him nervously.
‘I……I thought we were going to your house Tommy, to collect those joints you promised me’
Tommy reached across the car and removed Susan’s shades before gripping her chin and turning her face toward his.
‘ Sure we are baby, but first your gonna show me you’ve been a good whore and dressed EXACTLY as I told you, so take off the jacket and unbutton the blouse Susie’
Susan shivered, and not just from her withdrawal as sudden flashbacks vividly recalled the last time Tommy had gripped her face and spoke to her in this manner, terrorising her into submission.
So with trembling hands Susan removed the black suit jacket and unbuttoned the Red blouse to reveal her lacy black bra beneath and breathing heavily, then laying her hands palm down upon her thighs. Susan sat passively as, Reaching across to her, Tommy slid one hand inside the lacy bra, delighted to feel weigh and squeeze once again Susan’s generous tits, and a nipple that quickly hardened to his touch.
‘Now pull up the skirt so I can see the stockings and garters Susie’
After nervously looking around the deserted parking area Susan complied once again, slowly pulling the black skirt up her thighs, revealing to Tommy she had indeed obeyed him when her shapely white thighs became visible above the black stocking tops.
Tommy’s cock became rock hard in an instant.
‘Mmm, that looks good baby; I can see we are going to get along just fine today’
Said Tommy, delighted his ‘whore’ was obeying all his instructions.
Tommy marvelled at the effects violence and hard drugs had produced in such an unlikely victim as Mrs. Roberts; sure he had seen it often enough in his mother but this woman was pure class where his Mother, through no real fault of her own, was pretty well born into that lifestyle through poverty and brutal parents.
All week Tommy had half expected the door at home to suddenly be broken open before they rushed in to drag him away for a few years. That would have been a shame after all the plans he had made for Susan, but not a disaster, after all it happened to others often enough in his neighbourhood..
But Susan’s very presence in the Car told Tommy that not only was she terrified of him but more importantly she was now dependent upon him.
Perhaps it was something in her makeup , but in the space of a week or so this classy and beautiful mature woman had become hooked on hard drugs, and the beauty of it for Tommy was that his ‘Susie’ was yet to discover she was now well on the way to becoming a heroin addict!
Susan’s eyes widened when she saw Tommy taking his huge erect cock from his pants.
‘Okay baby, now show me just how good a whore you are and suck me off, it’s been a week since I fucked you and my balls are aching for some more!’
Not strictly accurate as Tommy had jerked himself off a few times to the DVD he had made, but nothing was better than the real thing and it may well be his only opportunity at getting Susan’s mouth around his dick for a little while at least.
Again Susan’s eyes viewed the deserted parking area; bad enough to be sat in her Car with her clothes in disarray but she was hardly able to believe Tommy really expected her to suck him off here in broad daylight, but as her eyes came across to find his.
She didn’t need the alterative to be spelt out to her for in her more lucid moments during the week Susan had worked that out for herself.
More violence before, if she found courage to at last file a complaint against Tommy, the undoubted shame and humiliation, the whispers between her friends and colleagues not to mention her own family.
All she was doing now was enjoying the wonderful sensations Tommy’s ‘joints’ gave her, a quick ‘blow job’ in a deserted car park was a small price to pay, after all had she not done it to him countless times already?, then, after she had been given a few ‘joint’s, she would maybe even light up in the car after Tommy had gone.
‘And I’ll give it all up as soon as I’m ready’ Susan told herself for the umpteenth time, hoping her longed craved for ‘fix’ would soon be forthcoming as she leaned over Tommy’s body to take his cock into her mouth and, although not particularly turned on herself Susan was again engulfed by apprehensive fear and thought she must keep Tommy happy and must not antagonise him in any way.
So Susan put all of her skills into operation and made love to Tommy’s huge cock with her mouth, kissing, licking, sucking and fondling him whilst he gasped in the sheer pleasure of the moment and was soon fingering and squeezing Susan’s breasts and nipples until, with a huge groan, he held her head over his cock and erupted into her mouth, elated to hear the gagging noises Susan was making in her attempts to swallow all of the hot salty juices being pumped into her mouth………………………………….
Ten minutes later and with the bitter taste of Tommy’s semen still in her mouth Susan was nervously parking her Car outside a run down house.
At least Tommy had allowed Susan to fasten her blouse and tidy her skirt after thoroughly cleaning his cock with her tongue before they set off again, this time to drive the mile or so into Tommy’s neighbourhood under Tommy’s directions until, pointing to his own house, he told Susan.
‘Okay Baby, this is it, pull up outside of this place, I just gotta check the coast is clear inside then you come in when I open the door again, you got that Susie?’
‘You could just bring the things out to me Tommy’ replied Susan, regretting it instantly when Tommy replied.
‘You want the stuff or not Susie? Or maybe you want another beating for disrespecting me again, is that it?’
Instantly realising her mistake Susan tried to make amends.
‘Oh God I’m sorry Tommy, please, forgive me, I was just trying to make things easier for you’
‘You can make things easier for Tommy by doing as he fucking tells you, you got that Susie?’
‘Yes Tommy, I’m sorry Tommy, I’ll wait here and come in when you open the door’
The very chastened and frightened beauty quickly replied……………………………………………………………………………………………………
Seeing the door to Tommy’s house opening, Susan locked the car and made her way across to the scruffy doorway, and although surprised to see a Woman beckoning her inside, Susan none the less walked into the shabby hallway and on past the Woman standing there, wearing a very tight, very short Red Satin Dress cut so low her Breasts were visible to the cups of her matching half cup Bra.
Inside the narrow hallway Susan turned in time to nervously watch the Woman close and bolt the door before appraising Susan, studying her from tip to toe before speaking for the first time, giving Susan the first of many shocks to come in the next few hours.
‘So, you must be Susie, Tommy has told me all about you and jeez you look every bit as classy as Tommy said you were, I’m Rosie, Tommy’s Mom by the way, so we have something in common Susie as we’ve both been stripped and whipped by Tommy with his belt!’
The astonished Susan was speechless, God, this was Tommy’s mother; it was all true, he really had whipped his own naked Mother!
Susan stared at Rosie in horrified fascination; the woman bore her a remarkable resemblance she realised, both in face and figure, only Susan’s extra height and Rosie’s older than her age careworn features marked the difference between them.
But why was she here when Tommy had told her he wanted to ‘make sure the coast was clear’. Was Tommy giving her a warning of some kind?
‘Okay then Susie let’s go on through, they are waiting for you’
‘W….waiting for me?’ Stammered Susan after Rosie had delivered the next shock, but before an answer was forthcoming she was being guided by Rosie’s firm grip on her arm along the grimy hallway and on through an equally dirty living room where she was further dismayed to see a scruffy man sat drinking a beer whilst leering up at her.
‘Don’t mind him Susie’ said Tommy’s Mother ‘he’s my old man, just a doorman these days. It’s his job to see we are not disturbed’
Before Susan could even think of reply or protest she found herself guided into another room, this time a garish tastelessly decorated Bedroom dominated by a huge Bed with equally large mirrors adorning all the walls, giving Susan the immediate impression this was how she would visualise a cheap whore house had she ever seen one.
Susan’s next bolt from the blue was to see the huge TV screen Charles and Freddie installed that afternoon, but it wasn’t the size of the screen that had caught Susan’s attention, it had been images of herself naked and romping about upon her son’s Bed, in her son’s bedroom whilst kissing and fondling Tommy Halls huge erect cock!
‘Oh my God! Susan whispered softly, Only for the next part of this sudden nightmare to hit her like a thunderbolt.
‘Well, maybe you thought Tommy was your God when you was sucking that big dick of his Baby but you aint seen nothing yet cause tonight Susie you gonna learn just how big a REAL dick can be, now get that classy white ass over here bitch!”
Susan swivelled around toward the sound of that voice and saw two huge black men smiling at her from the easy chairs they sat in, then there was Tommy, standing almost in shadow before a small table upon which , Susan immediately noticed, lay a pile of hand rolled cigarettes and a couple of syringes.
‘Tommy...please……what’s happening, I thought,… oh god, please Tommy I want to go home now’ pleaded Susan before turning toward the door only to see Tommy’s mother standing there, arms folded in steely determination and hear Tommy’s voice telling her.
Tommy spoke for the first time.
‘Come on Susie, you came for the joint’s remember, their over here just waiting for you, but first you gotta earn them’
‘Earn them?’ Turning back toward him, Susan stared at Tommy in astonishment, what did he mean by that? Her eyes then looked down upon the drugs on the table in front of Tommy, involuntary licking her lips at the prospect of a ‘fix’, then Susan replied.
‘I don’t know what you mean Tommy, I have money, I can but them, just tell me how much you want’
Tommy then pointed toward Charles and Freddie.
‘Not that simple Susie, see all those fixes I gave you cost me loads and now I owe these two guys big time’ Tommy lied before continuing.
‘See, these guys know that you’re my whore now and they want a piece of the action as part payment for what I owe them, so unless you start earning for me and put on a real good show for the guys Susie, they are gonna waste me then give you a real good working over to make up for the loss of income.’
‘Its your choice Susie, either you start working as my whore and get all the fixes you ever need or take what’s coming to you from these guys before they fuck you anyway then dump you on your doorstep complete with a copy of that DVD to show your family before it goes on the internet as well as being sold on a few street corners’
Tommy’s cruel statement bought home to Susan the enormity of her foolhardiness in allowing Tommy’s drugs to get the better of her.
Suddenly the word ‘whore’ that had so easily slipped from her lips when used as an emotional lever to gain Tommy’s help in providing her fixes, took on a whole new meaning. Tommy Hall really was expecting her to be his whore in the true sense of the word.
Susan’s heart hammered against the walls of her chest, this was crazy and the world really had gone mad.
Her eyes darted around to the two huge black men Tommy expected her to ‘put a real good show on for’, they looked mean, streetwise and unquestionably capable of doing everything Tommy had said they would as, unsmiling now they stared at Susan as would Tigers preparing to consume their prey, a thought confirmed menacingly by Charles.
‘That’s right Baby, either you start working for Tommy here or he gets to a one way ticket to hell and you along with him, either way it don’t matter to us cause we get to fuck your pretty white ass anyway!’
Susan had never imagined fucking one black man let alone two but here she was, alone vulnerable, defenceless and fully expected to do just that when her entire upbringing, lifestyle and whole ethos found the very idea of ‘selling’ her body to be alien and repugnant, but even as Susan’s pleading eyes returned to Tommy’s she knew she had no real choice in the matter.
Instead of reporting Tommy to the police as soon as he had left her house that day and gradually reconstructing her life, Susan’s fear of humiliatingly losing the position she had created for herself in the local community, her stupid sense of pride and desire to protect her family at all costs combined with her sudden reliance on the drugs Tommy had fed her, had sent her spiralling downward into a world of humiliation and degradation where Susan’s only choice was to either do as Tommy had told her willingly, or face a beating, rape and of course the terrible humiliation and shame that would follow, both to herself and her family should her Drug reliance, her failure to report Tommy a week ago, the DVD of her on the huge TV, naked and apparently happily fucking Tommy in her son’s bedroom, all be made public to family and friends.
But even then Susan was unable to bring herself to comply with this huge black man’s crazy demands and, shaking her head in despair, mumbled softly and dejectedly.
‘No……no….I can’t do this, please don’t make me do this, I beg you, let me go home, please!’
Suddenly Charles was on his feet and moving somewhat menacingly toward Tommy.
‘Okay bitch its your choice but your still gonna get fucked just about everywhere, after that is we have rearranged Tommy’s face and broken a few of his bones for tricking us into supplying that gear for you bitch’!.
Then suddenly and on cue, Tommy’s mother Rosie was rushing toward Susan shouting at her.
‘You ungrateful fucking bitch! do you think I’m gonna stand by and watch these two give my son a beating just cause you won’t go down on a black man’
Out of the blue Rosie’s fist shot out into Susan’s stomach doubling her over, before a slap on the side of her head sent the stunned mother crashing upon the huge double bed whereupon Rosie grabbed a fistful of Susan’s hair.
‘Well let me tell you bitch, you may think just because you’ve got class and money your better than the likes of me, Yeh, I saw how you looked at me out there, thinking I’m white trash when your something special with your expensive Car and fancy clothes and jewels., well Lady, you got a Cunt, mouth, tits and ass the same as me and I’m gonna teach you how to use them and show proper respect to these guys!’
Many years, both of suffering from and administering her own beating’s to her son and other women had hardened Tommy’s Mother to the extent a sheltered middle class housewife and mother such as Susan would be easy prey for her in such a confrontation.
And so it proved. Winded and helpless, Susan could only look on, her eyes wide in terror, as, with Rosie gripping her hair; she was dragged around the huge Bed by a much stronger and more powerful adversary.
After effortlessly stripping Susan’s Black Jacket from her body Rosie easily flipped Susan over to lay face down upon the bed and quickly lowered the zipper of her black skirt.
Kneeling upon the bed Rosie was soon pulling the skirt away from Susan’s thighs and legs to leave her squirming upon the bed with now only her Red satin blouse and stocking clad legs, garter belt and tiny black thong covering any remaining modesty.
‘Think your kind of special, being able to afford all these fancy clothes do you bitch? Well not in this house you aint’
Having ‘served’ and worked as a submissive, firstly for her pimp husband and now for her son Tommy, Rosie had none the less on occasion been used as a dominant to submissive men and on a couple of occasions, submissive women.
This ‘switching’ had given Rosie a unique insight into the mental and sexual needs of both and straddling Susan as she did now Rosie may have been working to a pre arranged ‘script’ but was still enjoying her self immensely.
Instead of her leering, smelly and dirty regulars she now sat astride a classy, well dressed and fragrant beautiful woman whom, thanks to Tommy and the two blacks, she had ‘carte blanche’ to do with as she wished, to train in the arts of Submission toward the ‘clients’ she would soon be servicing. And Rosie had no hang ups about .woman on woman sex.
After the battering some filthy males had given her over the years a woman’s tongue, especially one belonging to such a classy and fragrant beauty as this was more than welcome in all of her holes.
For Rosie, just to have the tongue of Susan Roberts, an embodiment of all she saw wrong in a have and have not world, probing her Ass would be payment enough for all the beatings she had been given over the years.
Before that though she would show this uppity Bitch just who was the boss lady between them.
Kneeling beside Susan upon the bed, Rosie pushed one strong palm flat down upon the horrified Susan’s back before proceeding the spank her trim and firm ass cheeks with the other, making each resounding slap sink in before administering the next, continuing to spank Susan from her Ass and on down her thighs to where black stocking top met creamy white thigh leaving Rosie’s squealing victim to emit howls of fruitless protests as she landed more and more slaps upon each and every part of her thighs and buttocks.
But between each slap came soft soothing caresses leaving Susan to realise that after each spank Rosie gave her she could expect that area to then be soothed and caressed and it soon had the effect Rosie knew it would.
For a full five minutes Tommy’s mother continued spanking the tearful and humiliated Susan Roberts, even when her hand was tired and stinging Rosie offered no rest bite to the squirming Raven haired beauty until eventually the exhausted and pained Susan became silent and passive, no longer squirming and squealing for Susan had realised her chastisement would not cease until she recognised Rosie as her superior and to do that she must accept her domination and punishment without protest. A realisation confirmed when Rosie, after soothing Susan’s Ass cheek slipped two of her fingers inside the material of Susan’s tiny thong, on between her Cunt lips into her hot vagina and find, much to Rosie’s delight and Susan’s utter humiliation, copious amounts of freely flowing pussy juices.
Armed with knowledge Rosie flipped the compliant Housewife over on to her back
Placing her knees either side of her stomach, Rosie pushed Susan’s wrists easily over her head and began slowly unbuttoning the Red satin Blouse, her eyes all the time upon those of her now obedient victim imparting a message of triumphant domination, causing Susan to break eye contact, looking away in wretched submission only to see that Charles and Freddie were now standing beside the bed removing their clothes just as Rosie was pulling her upright and removing her blouse and Bra.
‘Nice Tits baby’ Said Rosie, caressing her milky globes and tweaking Susan’s nipples into embarrassing hardness whilst Susan herself, too subjugated to protest, tried to look anywhere but at Rosie or the two huge black men still stripping their clothes beside the Bed.
‘Look at these guys Susie, look at them’ demanded Rosie giving both Susan’s nipples a viscous tweak.
The pained Mother obeyed and turning her head toward the now Naked Charles and Freddie she saw their two huge black cocks staring back at her, foreskins pulled back to reveal dark red throbbing bulbous heads, both so big they must have each been double the girth and length of her husband Bobbie and certainly much bigger that Tommy’s cock, so recently in her mouth.
‘Big Momma fuckers aint they Susie? well bitch I’m gonna show you just how a good whore like you takes both of them at once!’
Susan could not believe her eyes or ears, no man had a right to be that size, they were incredible and they would surely to God tear her apart!, still though she found herself unable to take her eyes away from those monstrous organs and then on up the muscular bodies toward the two smiling faces and crazily, when Rosie leaned back and again slipped twp fingers between her Cunt lips, Susan realised she was now actually throbbing down there.
Amazingly, whilst Tommy’s Mother was beating her, Susan had sensed those very same emotions as she had when being beaten by Tommy, but this time she had been spanked and caressed by another Woman and was shamefully turning on her on once again!
‘Hey Boys, look at this, this bitch is sopping wet, she’s been waiting for those big peckers to start fucking her but just didn’t know how to ask you properly, if she does will you spare my boy?’ said Rosie as she held two glistening fingers up to the grinning Charles and Freddie.
Sure we will Rosie but first get the bitch dressed in the stuff you showed us’ replied Charles, enjoying the show Rosie was putting on for them……………………………………………………………………………………………….
Charles decided There was more to Tommy’s Mom than first met the eye, but this bitch Susie really was something else, not only was she classy and well stacked in all the right places with long Raven hair and looks to kill for, but she had the kind of innocent vulnerability and naivety a lot of guys would pay a small fortune just to spend a few hours fucking her every hole and maybe beat her up a little.
Not that these ‘Johns’ would go too far, they would be wealthy guys who didn’t need any hint of scandal so they knew just how far to go with the kind of BDSM whore they intended Susie to become.
So Charles decided Rosie had what it takes to train and keep a new whore like this Susie bitch in line. Together with Tommy who was a good kid and for a large bundle of notes would do as he was told, so between them they would ‘look after’ Susie and any other classy bitches Tommy could find for the ‘Club’ he ran with Freddie ……………………………………………………………………….
Meanwhile Susan was aghast, her face turning scarlet in embarrassment seeing Rosie hold her fingers, glistening with Susan’s pussy juices before her lips.
‘Lick em clean bitch whore, get that tongue out and lick your hot Cunt juices from your Mistress’s fingers’ demanded Rosie, painfully squeezing Susan’s nipples again until the horrified housewife’s tongue emerged from between her lips and, to the pleasure of her combined audience, swept it back and forth over Rosie’s fingers to taste and then consume her own juices.
Appalled yet strangely excited in the knowledge she was the desirable and erotic centre of attention to these people after so many years of being taken for granted at home, Susan even looked up with at the two huge black men as if to seek their approval whilst her tongue continued to slip over Rosie’s fingers.
But how Susan wished they would give her a ‘fix’, as they had taken her liberty she could not be responsible for what was happening to her, therefore she should feel no guilt if all this attention was somehow turning her on , but a ‘fix’ would serve to complete this supposition and absolve her from any responsibility whatsoever.
Ten minutes later Rosie had stripped away the last few items of Susan’s clothing and replaced them with a wide, studded black leather collar attached to a steel dog leash by means of a D ring set into the collar. The otherwise naked Susan was kneeling before the two huge Negro’s. Rosie had also adorned Susan’s wrists and ankles with matching sheepskin padded leather cuffs, the wrists cuffs she had buckled together in front of Susan whilst her ankle cuffs were simply buckled together which allowed her only limited movement by foot but the freedom to crawl, as she had now done, across the room to Charles and Freddie whilst Rosie walked behind her, a riding crop coming down upon Susan’s exposed buttocks at regular intervals until she keels at the feet of the two Black guys.
Minutes later Tommy looked down upon the scene playing out upon the large double bed knowing each and every moment and movement was being captured by the DVD cam on the other side of the two way mirror. ‘Enjoy it while you can boys’ thought Tommy
As a bit part player at the moment Tommy could do nothing other than stroke his throbbing cock through his pants whilst stroking his Mother’s head as she knelt beside him, one arm wrapped around her son’s leg, her own eyes also glued to tableau upon the huge bed, upon which Susan Roberts, naked aside from a wide studded leather collar gasped and moaned in a combination of pain and ecstasy whilst astride kneeling the naked figure of the Black guy Freddie her mouth glued to his whilst their combined tongues thrashed each other.
Freddie’s huge cock, at least 10 inches of pulsing muscle with its equally impressive girth was buried to the hilt inside Susan’s impossibly stretched Vagina.
Susan, who cried out in pain when Freddie, after easily lifting her naked body over his had lowered her onto him, could not believe she would be able to take such a monster, but take it she did and to her astonishment was overwhelmed by the incredible sensation of being impaled as never on this giant cock and was soon raising and lowering herself along with Freddie and had been compliant and unresisting when she found herself pulled forward toward Freddie’s lips until her heaving Breasts crushed against Freddie’s chest.
But Susan had not realised her position left her Ass pointing straight back toward the equally huge and throbbing cock of Charles, the other black guy whose hands were even then massaging Susan’s Ass cheeks and pulling them apart to reveal her puckered little rose bud anus.
Even when she became aware of a finger Charles, unbeknown to Susan, had just dipped into KY jelly probing the edges of her Anus before slipping inside the sensation was such that it served only to heighten the incredible sexual tension Susan was experiencing.
Minutes ago Susan’s only thought aside from her fear and uncertainty had been her desperation for a ‘fix’ but as she was bounced up and down upon this black man’s huge throbbing penis Susan was once again overtaken by a bizarre enjoyment of being subjected to total sexual domination, first experienced when Tommy had beaten and abused her, continued by his Mother Rosie and now by these black guys, all radiating an exciting sense of danger and menace Susan found herself inexplicably drawn toward.
It was something Susan would have laughed off as being absurd only week or so ago, even after a close friend had recently revealed to her a strange tale of suddenly discovering her submissive self after meeting and falling under the dominant spell of man other than her husband so easily that she found herself doing and saying things she had never before dreamed off and was now happy to call herself his ‘Slave’, A discovery of such powerful intensity, Susan Roberts, no matter how much she loved her husband and children now found herself increasingly unable to resist.
Perhaps it would have been easier to do so had she confessed all and not been made dependant upon Tommy Hall for although her ‘Joints’ had not turned her on in away way, her resistance to suggestion had been diminished, thus allowing Tommy to so brutally use her, and for Susan to then belatedly discover a horrifying, incredible desire for violent sex.
A craving to be tested to the limit as Susan became aware Charles was gradually easing his massive cock further between her buttocks, its huge head slick with his pre cum pushing against her tiny Anal ring and suddenly she realised just what was about to happen.
No! No….No…..No…..No……no way could they do that to her!
Abruptly Susan broke away from Freddie’s mouth shouting.
‘God, not there, please not there!’ whilst attempting to break free of Freddie’s vice like grip. But it was to avail for by now both men had Susan pinioned between them, Freddie underneath Susan, his massive organ throbbing away inside her whilst his strong arms held her down crushed against his chest whilst Charles with his own massive erection gradually pushing against Susan’s now lubricated sphincter, gripped her hips with his own bear like hands.
Surely she would be torn apart by this massive organ!
‘Shut it bitch, a whores’ gotta learn to take two at once Baby so one more scream and you get strung up and whipped afterward, you savvy?’
The words of Charles may have terrified and quietened Susan to low agonised moaning but they did nothing to ease the intolerable pain his huge throbbing cock probing and pushing hard against Susan’s tiny ring was causing her.
But even her body’s natural reaction of trying to deny the invading monster was hopeless and Susan was unable to suppress a loud scream when Charles gripped her Hips harder still, jerking Susan suddenly backward toward him. With the help of the KY, her sphincter finally gave way and Charles huge black cock slipped through into Susan’s Rectum
Suddenly the pain, whilst still there in abundance, was not quite as bad and as the pain decreased in Intensity so Susan became conscious of the two giant invaders meeting inside her as Charles slowly pushed his way deeper into her Rectum until he and Freddie were rubbing against each other Separated only by her Vaginal wall.
Freddie once again pulled Susan’s mouth onto his, pleased to find she was unresisting now and even responsive as his tongue founds hers, but
Susan, of course never before experiencing the sensation of being ‘sandwiched’, of having her Anus and Vagina full to capacity had felt the extreme pain of earlier now giving way to a different kind of pain.
Something huge and alien had invaded her Anus and her tiny ring had been unbelievably expanded but having already been aroused by the attentions of Rosie and Freddie, when the invader pushed against her vaginal wall to meet Freddie’s huge cock, her body and mind fused together to give Susan, despite still being in withdrawal, the most unbelievable multiple orgasm as Freddie and Charles pumped in and out until, both excited by the unusual pleasure of having a beautiful Middle Class white woman as the filling of their regular ‘sandwiches’ they were filling Susan with copious combined floods of semen leaving Susan to experience for only the second time the strange sensations of come juices shooting into and flooding her Anus.
Although this was a scene Rosie both viewed and experienced herself on many occasions she was amazed to see Susan seemingly enjoying her first ‘threesome’ and achieving massive orgasms, something she herself found hard to attain after years of Heroin abuse, perhaps it had not as yet got that far for Susan.
But when playing the part of her ‘Madam’, dominating and beating Susan, Rosie had felt more than a few stirrings her self and looked forward to having this Middle class beauty all to herself a few times.
Dreamily Imagining Susan’s tongue lapping her Cunt lips, Rosie’s hand rose upward until it touched her son’s rock hard penis through his pants. Engrossed in the action Tommy suddenly became aware his Mother was now rubbing his own throbbing cock.
‘Fuck it!’ Tommy decided to cross the line.
Lowering his zipper and pulling out his own huge erect cock with one hand Tommy pulled his Mothers face toward him with the other.
‘I’m not going to get to fuck Susie so my bitch Mum can suck me instead’ thought Tommy as Rosie, having long since accepted her son’s dominance over her obediently engulfed her son’s penis inside her experienced mouth.
Over the next few hours Susan did many things she had always considered to be abhorrent, sometimes reluctantly, sometimes willing, mostly when under the instruction Tommy’s Mother Rosie.
Tommy, feeling no guilt whatsoever at emptying his load down his own Mother’s throat watched the seemingly insatiable black guys each snort a line of coke before returning to the Bed upon which the cum encrusted Susan wriggled helplessly after Freddie had clipped Susan’s ankles together and her wrists behind her back. Unnecessary as Susan was going nowhere but symbolic in reminding the beautiful raven haired housewife of her new status.
Regardless of Susan’s feelings Freddie and Charles were soon ready to play again, but now it had been Rosie’s time to join the party when Charles motioned Tommy’s Mom to strip off before telling her to use her tongue to remove their cum juices from every part of Susan’s Cunt and Anus.
Susan herself was required to kneel upon the bed and as Freddie and Charles lay side by side, she alternately sucked on one growing erection whilst fondling and massaging the other.
‘We gonna play a little more with you baby then you get that fix you been waiting for’ Said Freddie
Feeling her Ass was on fire, only in short flashes of guilt did Susan think of her family as she welcomed Rosie’s soothing tongue and with her own desires growing once again to these expert ministrations, Susan found herself warming to her task and
the once unthinkable now seemed straightforward and simple, loss of liberty equated with a lack responsibility for these strange newfound desires and Susan was soon even finding a sense of self satisfaction at her ability to make these two cocks grow hard and throbbing once more before she found herself laying upon her back with Rosie straddling her head and lowering her own glistening Cunt lips toward Susan’s mouth
‘Taste the bitches Cunt Susie to thank her for cleaning your Ass.’ Ordered Charles as Freddie mounted Susan whilst he himself stood before Rosie, who took his cock in her mouth with a passion as the first tentative touch of Susan’s tongue sent shivers of delight running through her when Susan, after overcoming her natural revulsion, eventually complied with the instruction Charles had given, discovering, in the process that another Women could taste every bit as good as a man.
Later Tommy had driven Susan home in her won car whilst in the rear Rosie had given her a mainline ‘fix’, her ‘reward’.
Very soon, at Tommy’s suggestion, her drug induced state of mind was telling Susan she had been very naughty in arguing with them at first just they would not give her the ‘fix’ she needed until she had performed for them so she had deserved the Spanking Rosie had given her, that she was a whore now, Tommy’s whore and Tommy would reward his bitch with her fix, but only after she had been a good whore, otherwise there would be no more fixes, only pain.
To Be Continued
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