Jennifer 11
I felt humiliated, degraded from being treated as an animal as well as sore from
the caning Sylvia had given me. My face was a mess and every muscle in my body
was stiff and painful from being made to sleep in a really uncomfortable
position.
I was on a rollercoaster and any control at all had slipped away from me and I
was now totally owned by Sylvia and Jared. The word sent a tingling thrill
through me and I was really very squishy in my pussy.
An hour later she returned and unlocked my hands from my collar as well as the
chain from the plumbing. Sylvia led me to the bathroom in her apartment where
under her watchful eyes I shaved my pussy. How I longed to make myself come, I
would do it for her and she smiled when I looked at her hopefully as I shaved.
"No coming yet, slut. You depend on me for everything, I decide and I've decided
you don't get to come for a while."
A quick shower, again no touching and then I applied my make up as she
instructed. The result? A punky slut with thick red lips stared back from the
mirror; I didn't even look like me anymore.
Sylvia gave me a little pot and told me to paint my nipples and aureoles. The
cream darkened my nipples, made them redder and more prominent and she smiled in
satisfaction while I blushed when I saw what the cream had done.
"Legs apart," Sylvia ordered, taking the cream from me and delicately rubbed it
into my pussy lips. She laughed when she saw the result, my bald pussy with red
lips really stood out now. "All nips and cunt," she laughed. "A real slut."
The maids uniform was given to me, complete with hat and high heel shoes and I
knew that when I bent over my pussy would be even more visible with its red
lips. Sylvia removed the top button with a sharp pull and with shame I realised
that not only would my pussy be visible when I had to bend over, but my breasts
would almost hang out, red nipples exposed.
She then clicked leather bracelets around my wrists, locked in place with small
padlocks and attached the chain to my collar, adjusting it so I could only get
my hands to the hem of my skirt. Sylvia had restricted my movements, that is,
stopped me from touching my pussy but I could still do the work.
"Start cleaning, slut."
"Yes Ma'am," I said, filled with the aching desire to come. Even the shameful
memory of displaying myself to those men yesterday while I came made me even
more aroused at the thought of it.
"Wait," she snapped. "I think it's rather appropriate that you curtsey when I
give you instructions. Show me." I tried to remember, put one leg in front of
the other and dipped. "Stupid slut!" Sylvia said angrily and I flinched, waiting
for the slap. "Hold the hem of your skirt." I did so; feeling humiliated and
performed a curtsey again, this time to her satisfaction.
I cleaned all morning, only stopping when I need to use the toilet. Face red, I
went in front of her and then she made sure the red cream on my pussy had not
been removed.
The doorbell rang and, humiliated, Sylvia made me answer the door. A delivery
man stood in the doorway with parcels, looking quite confused when he saw me and
his eyes strayed to my breasts. "Bring them in and place them on the table,"
Sylvia instructed and he did so, standing awkwardly waiting, his eyes running
over me.
"Thank you, the maid will give you a token of my appreciation," Sylvia said
smoothly. "Would you prefer a blowjob or a quick hand job? Sylvia said smoothly,
a sly smile on her face as the young man's eyes bulged and he stuttered, not
knowing what to say. I stood with my red face lowered, humiliated but so wet.
"I think a quick handjob," Sylvia said finally. "I suppose you have other
deliveries to attend to. Sit on the sofa and, slut, sit next to him. Get on with
it slut!" I quickly undid his belt, slid the zipper down and he shimmied up a
little so I pulled his trousers and underpants down, his hard cock waving in the
air.
My hand slipped around his cock but stopped when Sylvia snapped, "No, make it
wet first. Don't you know anything?" I bent down and took his cock in my mouth,
licking and sucking it while he moaned above me. It wasn't a large cock, Jared's
was huge by comparison but this was a sweet average one.
When it was slippery, I moved up against him, my hand circling his cock and
gently sliding it up and down as he moaned. "Show him your tits!" With the other
hand I popped open the button and my large breasts with the red nipples fell out
and his eyes grew wide when he saw them. My hand moved faster and faster around
his cock, the chain rattling slightly, his breathing was jagged and I felt him
tense then call out as he shot his come over his stomach. I pumped him dry,
still holding it when it started to shrink back to a cute little tired snake.
"Clean him with your mouth, slut!" I licked the come up and cleaned his cock,
tucked it away and zipped him up.
Embarrassed and humiliated, I showed him to the door. "Put your tits back into
your uniform, slut! You're a rather disgraceful whore. I suppose doing that made
you even wetter?"
Ashamed, I nodded my head. "Yes, Ma'am."
"I thought so," she laughed. "I quite enjoyed seeing a nice young cock so you
can get on your knees and use that stud."
Sylvia slid her skirt up and pulled her panties down, leaving me to work on her
hairy pussy. I desperately wanted to come but everyone was coming except me. I
had learned a few tricks yesterday with the stud and now that my tongue wasn't
as sore, I found I could use the stud to tease her clit so it wasn't long until
she came, leaving me frustrated with her juices on my face.
Sylvia ignored me and I went back to the cleaning her flat and then Jared's. It
while I was cleaning it, he walked in and pushed me over the table without a
word. His cock slid easily into me, his hands holding me down as he used me,
slamming in and out. Let me rub against the table, I wanted to scream but he
held me immobile, I was frozen as he sawed in and out of me. It was little more
than masturbation for him, a quick fuck at lunchtime, I thought bitterly as he
pulled out and spurted onto the back of my short dress. Without a word, he
zipped up and walked out, leaving me on the table, dress up, come dripping from
the short maid's uniform.
I used tissues to clean up my skirt and returned to the cleaning. Sylvia
returned and inspected the apartment and then sat on the sofa, smiling cruelly.
"Poor little slut, I guess you would like some excitement?" I nodded furiously
and she produced a pink vibrator. "Here," she said, handing it to me and I took
it, confused. "Fuck yourself," she instructed and I tried to move the vibrator
down but couldn't because of the short length of chain to each wrist. The sight
of me trying desperately to get the vibrator down made Sylvia laugh loudly, she
thought it was hilarious.
"Give it to me," she snapped, snatching it from me and she rested it on her
knee. "You can fuck yourself on the vibrator if you want, slut, but be quick!"
Quickly, I squatted over her knee, face red with shame but I needed to come, I
couldn't deny it anymore.
I slid down on top the vibrator, eyes down as she was openly laughing at me.
"Would you like me to touch your clit, slut?" she asked softly and I nodded
furiously.
"Please Ma'am," I panted, the vibrator sliding easily into my wet pussy. It felt
so good, to be penetrated again, the fucking from Jared had just started me
going, this had filled me.
"Forget it," she said suddenly, standing up and I fell to the floor, vibrator
still in my pussy. "Stay there!" Red faced, I watched her lift my skirt and turn
the base of the vibrator so it suddenly hummed into action. God, I wanted to
touch my clit but the chains stopped me.
"Enjoy yourself," Sylvia said with glee. "I guess you won't come but it should
feel nice, getting you hotter and hotter." She was still laughing loudly when
she went back to her apartment.
I wriggled trying to get my hand to my prissy but it was no use and suddenly the
vibrator slipped out and fell to the floor with a clunk.
I had never been so frustrated in my entire life.
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