For my Lord

Chapter 31 – Under The Control of Lady Angel

Daily life for me is a cycle of masturbation – usually while watching the continuously shown images on the TV screen, exercises, being used as a sex object at my Lord’s parties and being used in degrading ways by many Men. This way of life has turned me into a total nymphomaniac, perhaps partly because of my unhooded clit, which is nearly always stroked and stimulated by my every movement. Sometimes the demands of the Men are very hard on me, but that is what i have been trained for and what my Lord expects of me. And the last thing i want is to be a cause of disappointment for Him.

And, of course Lady Angel/angel visits very regularly to whip or cane me (and occasionally to be whipped by me) or for a bout of passionate sex.

But then, His Lordship departs on a trip which will keep away from home for several weeks, possibly even months. He decides to hand me over to Lady Angel for the duration of His absence. She intends to use this time well and She decides that angel will also be absent for this time.

Shortly after my Lord’s departure on His trip, i am in bed with Lady Angel, my head between Her thighs having just licked Her to orgasm.

Quietly, She murmurs, “Oh sweet slave, I do love you.”

Slightly concerned, i feel that i have to say something. “Ma’am, my i speak?”

Lady Angel merely nods Her head as i look up, so i continue. “Ma’am, i have also come to love You. But, my first love is and always will be my Lord. He is everything to me. Without Him, i am nothing and i worship and adore Him as if He were a god. However, He has loaned me to You, so by loving and serving You, i hope that i am also demonstrating my love for Him. Please don’t be angry with me.”

“No, I am not angry with you, sweet slave.” As She reaches down to stroke my hair. But then, after a few minutes, She asks, “How long since you served His Lordship’s dogs?”

“A while, Ma’am; maybe three weeks.”

“And the horse?”

“Longer, Ma’am; four or five weeks.”

“I think it’s time you did your duty, don’t you?”

“Yes, Ma’am.”

“Tomorrow then! Now, up against the cross!”

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True to Her word, Lady Angel arrives the following morning to take me to the Dogs’ enclosure. But before W/we leave She makes me attach cruel clips to my nipples and my clit, all connected by chains. Then She hangs a heavy weight from the chains and makes me crawl on all fours.

As i crawl, the weight swings, making the clips tug on my sensitive flesh. Lady Angel makes me crawl in front of Her and, from time to time, She flicks at my swaying ass with a riding crop. 

Approaching the enclosure, i notice a smart black car parked to one side and then as W/we get nearer, i see my Lord’s Wife; The Lady of the house getting out.

She and Lady Angel hug and kiss each other in greeting and i hear The Lady say, “I’ve never witnessed the slut with the animals, so I thought it might be amusing to see the whore in action!” Then, turning to the Dog Handler, who had come out from the building, She says, “I believe you usually whip the bitch first?”

“Yes, Ma’am,” He replies.

“Carry on then.”

And i am tied, spread-eagled against the fence. The Dogs, as They usually do sit inside the compound and watch as The Handler lays into my back with a multi-thonged flogger. It feels particularly painful as my back is still tender from the whipping i received from Lady Angel yesterday, and i am soon crying out at the top of my voice.     

When i am released, i sink to my hands and knees and i am made to crawl in to the compound. The Dogs, sensing that Their bitch is coming to Them become animated and clearly aroused. They don’t wait until i am inside the building; instead the Alpha Dog mounts me while W/we are still outside. 

He thrusts at my cunt without finding His target so, dutifully, I reach back between my legs to grasp His Cock and guide it in to me; gasping as He enters and then slams home violently.

One of the other Dogs, knowing what He want, presents Himself in front of my face and i stretch forward to take Him into my mouth.

Although i am being penetrated by two Cocks, the overwhelming feeling is of pain as the Dog fucking me scratches the tender flesh on my back and the vicious clamps tug at my nipples and my clit. To try to overcome this, i concentrate on sucking and slurping at the Cock in my mouth but then the knot of the Dog fucking me starts to grow, stretching my cunt even more painfully. Besides, for some reason i want to put on a special display for The Lady; i may be a slave- Her Husband’s slave, but i am proud to be owned by Him. And i do enjoy the feeling of being penetrated by two Cocks.

Then, almost simultaneously, i am treated to two loads of Doggy Cum, one i swallow down thirstily while the other floods my whorish cunt. The Dog in front of me wanders of, satisfied for the moment, to be quickly replaced by another. But i remain locked to the Dog who has just fucked my by His knot which is still swollen inside my cunt. He tries to get away, turning so that W/we are tail to tail and pulling away; making me cry out in agony.

This causes much amusement to The Ladies and The Handler who stand watching and drinking hot coffee provided by The Handler.

Then, finally, the Dog’s knot subsides, He pulls out and His cum gushes from my well used cunt into the bowl that The Handler always places between my knees.

And so it goes on until each of the Dogs – ‘my Boys’ as i often think of Them – has cum at least twice, either in my cunt, my ass or my mouth.

When it is clear that They are satisfied, i turn and lower my face to the bowl of Doggy Spunk and eagerly lap it up. By the time i have slurped it all up, my face is soaked and my hair, which has been trailing in the bowl, is matted with sperm.

For some reason, when i have finished, i look up at my audience, the two Ladies and the Handler with a big smile of satisfaction on my face. This obviously angers The Lady, as She glowers back down at me, so, realising my mistake, i crawl to the Handler and reach up to unfasten His trousers for His usual blow-job.

Unsure, He glances at His two Guests and The Lady says, “Carry on; it’s all the whore is good for.”   

Usually, after serving the Dogs and the Handler, i am taken back to my little cottage, but now the Two Ladies make me crawl to the stables, with Them walking behind; The Lady flicking my ass with a crop rather harder than Lady Angel had earlier.

Arriving at the stables, i can see that the mating frame is set up in the middle of the yard and i groan inwardly.

But first The Two Ladies have me strung up for another whipping; this time with my arms stretched above my head and with my back to the wall of the stable building. The Groom takes up the whip but The Lady stops Him, takes the whip from Him and lashes me across my tits.

The Lady lacks technique but more than makes up for that with the fury with which She rips into me again and again.

“I’ll wipe the smile off your whore face,” She snarls as She rains lashes on my unprotected body. In fact, it requires Lady Angel to step in and stop The Lady before She does me too much harm.

When i am untied, i collapse to the ground; a whimpering mass of pain. They have to drag me to the mating frame as i am unable to stand.

Once i am strapped into the frame, my Lord’s favourite Horse is led out from Its pen, together with a second Horse. Through tear filled eyes i register that there are two Horses and my heart sinks; there is no way that i can satisfy both of them!

His Lordship’s Horse is brought into position and, knowing what to do, He raises His front hooves up onto the frame above me. The Groom guides the Horse’s huge erect Cock to the mouth of my cunt – still slick and gaping from the fucking i have received from the Dogs – and He thrusts forward, bringing a shriek of pain from my lips.

It feels like His Cock is about to emerge from my mouth; It’s so long, as He mercilessly fucks me. Fortunately, He cums quickly, flooding my cunt with His hot milky spunk. He pulls out and all the cum gushes out to be caught in a bowl which has again been placed below me.

The Horse is brought round in front of me and i am made to use my mouth to clean Him. Then, released from the frame, i am made to drink His cum from the bowl. There must be half a pint of it!

The new Horse is then led forward and the Groom says to The Ladies, “This fellow is not trained, I think the whore should just suck Him, to get Him used to her servicing Him.”

The Ladies agree and i am made to crawl beneath Him. His Cock is only half hard so i have to use my hands and mouth to bring Him to full erection. Then i take the thick end of His Cock into my mouth and suck, stroking the shaft with both hands. Again, it doesn’t take long before He releases His load; so much that i can’t swallow it quick enough and it spills out of the corners of my mouth, running down my chin and splashes down onto my chest and tits.

The Lady is greatly amused by the filthy mess that I am in. “String the bitch up, inside, and leave her overnight.” She instructs the Groom, “Whip her before you go home tonight and again when you come in tomorrow; fifty strokes with a flogger. That should teach the whore!” then She turns to Lady Angel, who has been watching in silence, “time for a late lunch, I think,”

And the Two Ladies turn and stroll back to the House.

The Groom grabs me by the hair and pulls me to my feet. “you heard Her Ladyship,” He snarls as he drags me inside.

There He positions me under a pulley which is hanging from an overhead beam. “But, you’ve got me all horny watching you performing with those horses.” He unfastens His trousers and produces His rock hard Cock. “Get sucking, you fucking slut!”

Once He has shot His load down my throat, He quickly ties my wrists and attaches them to the hook on the pulley. He then winches me up until my feet are about ten inches from the floor and all my weight is on my arms and shoulders. Then He ties my ankles and pulls them up behind me so that my knees are bent at right angles. Before walking away with a sneering, “Have fun!”

It doesn’t take long before the pain in my arms and shoulders grows and i struggle to haul myself erect; taking my weight on my legs for a while and relieving the strain on my arms and shoulders. But i can only hold this position for a few minutes before i sink back down and, with a cry of pain, take my weight on my arms and shoulders again. 

Time and again i repeat this ‘dance’ as i try desperately to find a moment of comfort. Then the Groom re-appears hold a long leather strap. Without a word He swings the strap with all His might; the leather striking with a loud CRACK against my thighs.

He lashes me again and again as i twist and jerk in my bonds in a vain attempt to avoid the lashes until, finally He stops and laughs, “fifty strokes; Her Ladyship doesn’t like you, does she? See you in the morning, slut.”

And i am left hanging all the very long night; continually doing my dance, rising up and sinking down, sobbing in pain and frustration.

After what feels like an eternity, during which i suffer the agonies of the damned, the Groom returns wielding the strap. Never before have i been so glad to receive a whipping as it means that my ordeal is close to an end. All my strength has gone and i just hang from my bonds as He lashes me, i am past trying to avoid the strap.

When He lets me down and unties me, i have no strength to stand so the Groom picks me up, throws me over His shoulder and carries me out to His truck. He dumps me in the back of the truck and drives to my little cottage where He carries me inside and throws me onto the bed.

He turns me face down and i am vaguely aware that He is climbing onto the bed and fucking my ass, but i am too far out of it to respond, or even care.

When He has cum in my ass, He leaves without a word and i curl up and sob myself to sleep.

For the next few days i am permitted to rest. But only a day or two after my ordeal, Lady Angel has the wicked idea to have me fitted with a chastity belt. The belt itself is made of heavy dark leather and shiny steel and at the crotch; right on my exposed and sensitive clit is a butterfly with a thrill egg embedded. Even without being turned on this stimulates me every time i move. In the belt around my waist are batteries. With a remote control, based on gps, at any unexpected time Lady Angel can switch the egg on or off. It keeps going off at random times, bringing me to the brink of cumming. But then, always, always, it switches off leaving me frustrated and unable to touch myself to give me the orgasm i crave.

One day, have recovered from my ordeal, i am doing my exercises and had run, naked of course, in the forest and garden. Lady Angel toys with me by turning the egg on and off or adjusting the speed, slow, fast, and so on. Totally exhausted from my run, i lie down to rest for a few moments i quickly fall asleep.  Startled, i suddenly awake with the impression of being observed. And indeed a little Boy of about 5 or 6 years old is standing a few feet away, watching me. Embarrassed by my nudity and with nothing to cover myself, i cross one arm over my tits, and with the other arm i cover the two branded words on my lower belly; SLAVE and WHORE. And i am grateful to Lady Angel for the chastity belt that covers my sex. W/we stare at each other, wordlessly, for a few moments before the Boy runs off.

A few days later, Lady Angel leads me, naked, into the House. This is first time for months that i have been allowed in to my Lord’s home. Surprisingly, i am taken to The Lady’s wing of the House and i am made to wait at table as The Lady and Lady Angel take a leisurely lunch.

It is quite a warm day and the table is by an open window overlooking a well tended lawn.

As i stand by the table with a bottle of chilled white wine, i suddenly notice two children with Their Nanny, playing on the grass and i cannot help but stare at Them, wondering which one is my child.

Two sharp slaps to my face bring me back to reality and The Lady shouts at me to keep my eyes of Her children and that i would be punished later for my impertinence.

Mumbling my apologies, i go about my tasks as The Two Ladies enjoy Their lunch. But my mind is on the Children. Was one of Them the Boy i saw a few days ago? They were to far away for me to tell, but i can’t help but wonder.

After The Ladies have finished Their lunch, They sit side by side on a comfortable looking leather sofa. The Lady calls me to kneel in front of Her and She pushes a double ended dildo gag into my mouth, fastening the straps tightly behind my head. This fills my mouth with the shorter end while an 8” black rubber cock protrudes bizarrely from my face.

Ordering me to keep my hands behind my back, i am ordered to use the dildo to fuck Them as They both lie back with Their legs spread wide.

Moving from one to another and then back again, i guide the dildo into Their wet pussies and bob my head in and out to fuck Them as They kiss and fondle each other until They both reach Their climaxes.

For several minutes, They lie in each others arms while i kneel dutifully before Them. Then, suddenly, The Lady jumps to Her feet and says, “time for your punishment, girl. Take that dildo out of your mouth; I want to hear you scream!” 

Having obeyed Her instruction, i am made to kneel with my face to the floor and my arms extended in front of me, my knees wide apart and my ass pushed high.

The Lady moves in front of me and says, “Look what I have for you, girlie! Ten strokes!”

As i raise my head and see what She is holding, my heart sinks and i cry out, “No! Please, Madam, not that. Anything but that.”

It is the dreaded sjambok; the most fearsome of all whips, made from the hide of an African rhino.

“Silence, slave! Face to the floor and do not move or we start over again.”

Before i lower my face to the floor, i steel a glance at Lady Angel, but She is sitting watching impassively. Clearly i will get no help there, so with my body trembling with fear and my eyes blurry with tears, i resume my position and await my terrible fate. 

The Lady takes Her position behind me and i hear the swish of the sjambok as it slices through the air, a fraction of a second before it sends a wave of indescribable agony burning through the flesh of my upturned ass.

“AAAAARRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!” i scream as my head jerks back. And again as the second stroke rapidly follows.

After four or five strokes, my screams are replaced by sorrowful whimpers, but i hold my position… until the seventh stroke which sends me sprawling.

“Oh dear, looks like we have to start again. Back in position slave!”

Slowly i resume my position and the terrible punishment begins again. This time, i last for five lashes before again being sent sprawling.

“you just don’t learn, do you? Up!”

Miserably, i struggle to get back into position. ‘Twelve strokes and still ten to come; She’s going to kill me,’ i think.

But then… “Stop! She’s had enough.” It is the voice of Lady Angel.

“Perhaps you’re right,” says The Lady throwing down the sjambok. She walks up and plants Her foot on my neck; pushing my face into the carpeted floor. “Listen, you disgusting creature. The children are mine. you will have no contact with them; unless, of course, when they are old enough they watch you being flogged. Maybe, they will even whip you themselves. Wouldn’t that be fun? That’s always presuming that His Lordship hasn’t grown bored with you and disposed of you.”

And She kicks me in the ribs, again sending me sprawling. “NOW GET OUT!” She screams, “GET BACK TO THAT FILTHY HOVEL OF YOURS; NOW!”

As quickly as i can, i struggle to my feet and stagger from the room, all the way back to my little cottage where i curl up, sobbing on the bed.

And that is how Lady Angel finds me some time later. She climbs on the bed and comforts me but says, “you had that coming; she’s very possessive about her children.”

“When is my Lord coming home, Ma’am, i miss Him so much?”

“Another two weeks. He’s a very important man. I think you are missing his cock too.”

“Yes, Ma’am, that too; i hate this chastity belt. If only my Lord had married You,” i sob, “then i could have been slave to the two of You.” And i look up, smiling, into Her eyes.

“That was never going to happen, so forget thoughts like that. And as for the belt… you’ve been a naughty girl, haven’t you? During your training you were taught never to cum without permission and you have been punished several times for disobeying this. Did you really think we wouldn’t know about you playing with yourself? you stupid girl! I have discussed this with His Lordship and He was already considering putting the padlock back on your cunt-lip rings. But then Her Ladyship came up with the chastity belt. Much better, don’t you think? I’m afraid you’ll need to get used to it because it won’t be coming off anytime soon; except for special occasions. Rest now and I’ll see you in a few days.”

With that, She leaves me alone. And, inevitably, the butterfly vibrator comes to life; bringing me to the edge yet again before switching off.

It’s so horribly frustrating!

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In fact it is nearly a week before Lady Angel returns. She unlocks and removes my chastity belt but my joy at being free of the belt is short lived.

The only reason She has taken it off me is so that i can wax my pubic area. Since cumslut was taken away, i have to do my own waxing; legs and armpits i have been doing but, with the belt in place i have no access to my pubic hair.

Now, i am made to lie on a towel on the floor with my legs apart and do it while Lady Angel looks on – probably to ensure that my fingers don’t go where they shouldn’t!

As soon as i am finished i have to stand next to Lady Angel’s chair with my legs spread so that She can inspect my work.

Satisfied with my effort, She immediately locks the belt back in place and i am ordered to kneel between Her legs and orally worship Her lovely pussy, licking and sucking Her to orgasm. 

Once She has recovered, She makes to leave, telling me that She is taking me on a trip tomorrow and that i must be out of bed early, showered, hair and make-up done and ready for collection when She comes.

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Next morning, i am ready and waiting as instructed when Lady Angel arrives. She hands me my outfit for the day; a tiny mini skirt which hangs low on my hips and barely covers my cunt and ass, a skimpy white vest cropped to just below my tits and shoes with 2” platform soles and ridiculously high heals. With them on, it’s all i can do to keep my balance.

As soon as She has removed the chastity belt and i have dressed, Lady Angel leads me outside to where a mini-bus is waiting. There are three Men and a pretty, dark haired Girl standing by the vehicle.

“I’ll drive; you four can have some fun with the slut. But remember, her mouth and her ass only; hands off her cunt! Now, let’s go, we have a two hour drive.”

They bundle me into the back of the mini-bus which is very luxuriously fitted out with two full width bench seats facing each other. Then, as soon as Lady Angel sets off, They start on me. Courteously, the Men offer me first to the Girl, who They call Maria. But She declines.

So each of the Men takes a turn and i am made to straddle each one in turn and impale my ass on Their Cocks, riding them until They unload Their loads into my ass and i am pushed over to the next Man.

Throughout this, Miss Maria watches my face intently; Her eyes boring into me. And when the Men have all fucked my ass, They offer me to Her again

This time, She accepts and i am pushed to my knees and made to knee-walk across between Her thighs. Pushing up Her leather mini-skirt, i manoeuvre Her black panties to one side and lower my mouth to Her hairless pussy. She is clearly aroused and soon reaches a noisy climax. 

Having satisfied Them all, i am made to kneel on the floor between the two facing seats until Lady Angel calls out that W/we are nearing O/our destination and that i should be made ready.

Being made ready involves having my arms crossed behind my back and having them securely tied. A ball-gag is fitting into my mouth and fastened behind my head and two chain leashes are also attached to my collar.

The mini-bus comes to a stop on the side of a large open square in a town centre. One of the Men, wearing black leather trousers and a black T-shirt, opens the sliding side door. He gets out, pulling me after Him by the leashes, and the others follow.

The two other Men, both wearing jeans, T-shirts and leather jackets, go to the back of the bus and when They return one is holding a video camera and the other has a still camera.

Lady Angel says, “Ok, you all know what to do? Does one of you have the letter?” Leather Trousers pats His pocket in answer and Lady Angel continues, “Good, a letter from the Ministry will keep any nosey cops off our backs. Ok, get going, I’ll park the bus and follow on behind.”

She climbs back into the bus, the two Men with cameras move a short distance away and Miss Maria and Leather Trousers each take up a leash and lead me across the square.

Immediately, W/we start to attract attention. People stop and stare while the Cameramen capture my humiliation. As W/we walk, me tottering precariously on these ridiculously high heals, i start to hear comments. Women mainly say how disgusting They think i am while Men call out what They would like to do to me. However, i try to ignore the comments, hold my head up and look straight ahead while concentrating on walking in these shoes.

For about twenty minutes W/we walk across the square and into busy side streets. Then W/we stop, Leather Trousers produces a pocket knife and cuts away my skimpy top, leaving me with only the tiny, tiny skirt to cover me. And, about ten minutes later, even that is removed, leaving me naked but for the shoes and my collar. Miss Maria and Leather Trousers invite Men and Women to touch me. Some fondle my tits or my ass and a couple of Men even push Their fingers into my moist cunt; amused by my obvious embarrassment. 

And still i am paraded around the town until W/we arrive back at the square. There, Miss Maria and Leather Trousers use the leashes to tie me to a post and then They move away, leaving me alone and naked in this very public place.

Looking round, i can still spot the two Cameramen in the distance, but Miss Maria and Leather Trousers are somewhere behind me; i hope!

A group of four Boys and two Girls, students by the way They are dressed, come up to me laughing at my predicament. One of the Boys runs His hand over my rump, pointing out the bruises and welts that are still visible on my ass and back.

Turning to one of the Girls, He says, “I’d like to do something like that to you.”

“Not even in your dreams,” came the sharp reply, “I’m not some dirty slut like this bitch! Look, it even says on her belly that she’s a whore and a slave.”

“I know you’re not like her, baby. But not even a little spank on your bum? Not hard.”

“Well… maybe…”    

And They put Their arms around each other, kiss and giggle to each other. ‘How sweet,’ i think, ‘but be careful, honey, or You might end up like me and its not a life for everybody.’

Two of the other Boys pluck up courage to fondle my tits and one pulls and twists my nipple, causing me to wince and the others to laugh at my discomfort. But the two Girls are clearly not comfortable and They drag the Boys away, although They are reluctant to go.

After the Students walk off, i am left standing, alone and naked, for what seems like hours but, is probably only a few minutes. Then a Man approaches. He is about 50 years old, short and over-weight; in my heels i tower over Him.

“What have we here?” He ponders, “a whore and a slave?” he unties the leashes and tugs on them. “Well, whore-slave, you’re coming with me!”

Looking around franticly, i can see no sign of Miss Maria, Leather Trousers or the Cameramen and i have no choice other than to walk after the Man as He is pulling strongly on the leashes.

He leads me for about 15 minutes, away from the town centre and into a scruffy industrialised part of the town, finally turning through a large gateway into a parking place for large trucks.

There are about 20 trucks parked up and to one side there is a sort of open-air café for the truck Drivers. The Man pulls me over to this café where all the Truckers are seated, eating or drinking coffee. “Here she is boys! I promise you, this slut will do anything. So, let’s have some fun. But I claim first go at her.”

To the cheers of the Truckers, the fat Man pulls me to the nearest table and pushes me so that i am bent over it. In a moment, He has His Cock out and positions it at the entrance to my cunt and with a violent thrust He buries His Cock deep inside me.

He thrusts again and again and i can feel His big belly flopping against my lower back. But He quickly cums and stands back, gasping, “Ok, who’s next?”

A big black Man steps forward and takes His place behind me. This Man’s Cock is much bigger and It brings a grunt from me as He shoves it in deep. Another Man gets up from His seat a walks to my head. He unbuckles the straps on the ball-gag and pulls it from my mouth, much to my relief. But even before i can flex my jaw, He unzips and presents His Cock. Hesitating for a moment so that i can ease my aching jaw, i am rewarded by a stinging slap to my face. Learning my lesson, i open wide and accept Him in to my mouth.  

For the next half hour or so, i am pounded continuously in my cunt, my ass and my mouth. But then one of the Truckers whose turn it is next, shouts out, “I’m not sticking my cock in there with all that spunk in it! Somebody get me a rag so I can wipe the slut’s twat!”

“I’ve got a better idea,” replies another of the Men.

They untie my arms and lift me onto the table. They order me to squat with my legs spread, facing the Men. In this position, i have to use my fingers to scoop up the spunk that is oozing from my cunt and ass and then suck and lick it all from my fingers. They make me push my fingers deep into my cunt and ass to get as much of the spunk as i can; all to the whoops and cheers of the watching Men. 

Even after being displayed naked in public for most of the day, this is extremely humiliating and i feel myself blushing deeply.

When They are satisfied that i have cleaned myself up and swallowed down as much sperm as i can get, They lift me down from the table and start to fuck my holes again. They have me in many different positions; bent over the table, on my back on the table. Some have me straddle Them, as They sit, and impale my cunt or ass and ride Their hard Cocks.

Some of the Men drift off to Their trucks once They have fucked me, only to be replaced by others who have arrived at the truck-stop. Others take a turn and then sit around to watch; while some take two, or possibly even three turns with me. 

It becomes difficult to tell, but i guess that about 25 different Men use me and i am penetrated in all three of my fuck-holes between 35 and 40 times over three or four hours. Certainly, it is dark by the time They finish with me and i feel exhausted and dirty.

At times i catch a glimpse of the two Cameramen, and then, at the end, Lady Angel, Miss Maria and Leather Trousers are standing a short distance away, watching my debasement.

The Fat Man leads me back to Them and hands me back, saying, “thank you, I never knew women like her existed outside porn movies.”

“Oh, she’s in porn movies, all right! You can find her on the internet, but you would have to pay to watch her,” replies Lady Angel. “The difference is, she doesn’t see a single cent for her performances. And, believe me, what you see her doing on the internet is all real; nothing is faked.” 

“Well, after today, I can believe that. What a depraved slut!”

They all laugh and then i am loaded back into the mini-bus. This time i am made to sit on a towel on the floor so that I do not stain the seats. The three Men all have me suck Their Cocks but Miss Maria refuses to have anything to do with me, saying, “I’m not having that skank near me in that condition. Look at her, she’s filthy!”

This brings peals of laughter from the others and Lady Angel calls back from the driving seat, “You can come with me one of the days when I go to see her. We can have some real fun with the slut.”

“Can we come too?” asks one of the Men.

“Just Maria, I think. I’ll set up another time for you guys; you can have all day… or all night if you prefer. And if you’ve got some friends who might wasn’t to join in… well, you’ve seen the slut in action today.”

And They all burst out laughing.

The rest of the journey passes uneventfully and i am glad to get back to the little cottage where locks the hated chastity belt back on me before i am permitted to shower and i fall into bed; a well fucked whore!