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She Who Is His

Part 3

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	It got darker in the closet as the day turned into late afternoon and
the door finally opened. Sir grabbed my leash and walked over to the toilet and
bent me over his knees as he sat down and pulled the plug out and through it in
the sink. He spanked my ass hard 5 times and asked me if my hole had to shit. I
nodded my head and he walked me to the paper in the corner and said, "Face the
wall and squat, cunt." I squatted and shit as he laughed at me, he handed me
paper and I wiped and he pulled my head down from my collar and shoved my face
down over my own smelly pile. "You're a disobedient slut, whore, don't you ever
look at me again, cunt. Now, we're going out to dinner slut, and you're to
behave like a lady if that's possible."

	He took my collar off and he left and I was bathed and rubbed down all
over with baby oil and dressed in a very short, black, beaded gown with an
extremely low back so the crack of my ass peaked out, and black high heels. My
hair was put up and make-up was put on me and I walked out into the bedroom and
Sir told me to turn around. I turned for him and he told me to bend over and
lift my skirt. I did and he shoved a big plug in my ass as I bit my lip, then he
handed me a purse and he walked away telling me to follow him.

	I was posed in the limo on my hands and knees with my ass facing him and
he made a couple of phone calls about later in the evening. He told me to put on
my best manners in this restaurant and to eat with silverware and to do whatever
he said. We stopped and I got out of the car behind him and he took my arm and
led me into the restaurant.

	Everyone looked at us as we walked in to a beautiful formal dining room.
We were seated right away and he nodded to some people, at tables with long
white linen cloths to the floor. He told me to keep my legs open under the table
and sit back on the plug as the waiter placed the napkins on our laps and filled
our water. The waiter looked at me and asked Sir if he would like anything to
drink. "Two scotches," he said and the waiter left.

	"How does the plug feel, slut?" He said quietly.

 	"Good Sir."

	"How do you feel being publicly humiliated like the whore that you are
cunt?" "Good Sir."

	"You know everyone knows how much of a slut you are with your ass crack
showing from the back of that dress you fucking hole."

	"Yes Sir."

	"Very well, I've got something planned for later that you might like
pig."

	Just then the waiter walked up with the drinks and Sir told me to take a
sip and I did as he ordered two rare steaks with potatoes and spinach. He told
me to go to the bathroom and re-apply lipstick that I would find in my bag and
"I want you to comment on the pictures that are in there when you get back,
slut".

	"Yes Sir," I said as I got up and slinked to the ladies room and pissed
and wiped carefully. I washed my hands and sat down on the stool in the lounge
in front of the mirror and opened the purse. I applied the lipstick slowly and
looked at the photos. There were three, one was a picture of a slut's holes and
the ass hole was so wide open and empty that it looked like you could just shove
your fist in without even touching the sides. This photo was labeled number one.
The second labeled number two was of an ass hole stretched by a speculum with a
man's arm shoved in until above his elbow and as I looked at it I felt my pussy
begin to drip. Number three was a woman sucking and getting fucked by horses.

	I put the pictures away and glided back out to the table feeling all the
eyes in the restaurant on me. I sat down and spread my legs and put the napkin
back on my lap. "Now," he said, as the salads came out "What do you think of
number one?" The waiter asked if we needed anything and Sir said, "No thank
you," and I asked for pepper and as I looked down at the pepper being grinded
onto my salad I told him I thought it was beautiful. The waiter left and as Sir
shook his head he told me to sit at the edge of the seat and sit back on the
plug and eat and as I did he said number two.

	"It made my pussy wet, Sir," I said and I took another bite." "Well then
it looks like I'm going to have to make you lick the inside of your dress clean
aren't I, you fucking whore," he said quietly. "Yes Sir," I said after chewing
and I took the last gulp of the scotch. He called the waiter over and asked for
two more drinks and as he left Sir said, "Number three." "Disappointment, Sir,"
I said as I continued to eat quietly. "Well I like the choice of words slut, as
you know what will happen to you if you disappoint me." "Yes sir."

	The drinks came and then the salads were taken away and the steaks came
out. The waiter left and Sir told me to eat and then asked if I liked pepper a
lot. "Yes Sir," I said as I took a bite of my steak. "Because that was very
insolent and I think it deserves punishment don't you?" As he took another bite
and I put my fork and knife down. "Good, slut," he said, "Now, I want you to
slip into the larger stall in the men's room and wait for me." I did and when he
came in he bent me over the toilet and checked me. He wiped my cunt juice onto
my face and twisted the plug and pulled down the skirt to cover my holes and
said, "Stay there and don't even think about cumming or making a sound for
them."

	He went out of the stall and I heard him talking to someone and the
stall door opened and the man gasped at my position bent over the toilet with my
ass sticking up. Sir locked the stall as the man lifted my skirt and laughed. He
gave Sir some money and Sir handed him a condom and the man put it on his rock
hard cock and shoved it into my pussy. He fucked me fast and pulled the condom
off and came on my ass as I grabbed the toilet and didn't make a sound. The man
told Sir that his friend might enjoy the hole and he said ok as the guy cleaned
himself off and left.

	Sir bent down and whispered in my ear, "You are my fuck slut to do with
as I please," and another man came in to the bathroom and knocked on the stall
door. Sir let him in and they shook hands and the guy lifted my skirt and said
nice and twisted the plug in my ass. "My friend didn't tell me how much," The
man said as he looked around at my mouth. "20 bucks," Sir said, "I want her to
earn her dinner," and they laughed as the guy handed Sir the money and asked,
"Can I use the mouth." 'Either,' Sir said and snapped at me and ordered, "Turn
around and bend over, cunt," and I complied by opening my mouth. I noticed
people looking over the stall and through the cracks as the guy grabbed my head
and shoved his big cock all the way down my throat and moaned.

	He fucked my mouth hard as I heard Sir letting other guys in and taking
their money and laughing. My skirt was lifted again and I heard more laughter as
my hips were grabbed and a cock went into my pussy hard as my face was still
getting fucked. The cock came out of my mouth and he jerked his cum on my face
and thanked Sir. Another man came over and looked at my mouth and laughed at the
cum all over it and shoved his cock down my throat too. The man in my cunt hole
came on my ass and rubbed it into me as my face was fucked hard and another cock
went into my pussy. This cock was so big that I grunted and I felt a smack on my
ass hard.

	About 6 or 7 men of all shapes and sizes fucked me like that, until Sir
said it was enough and I was told to follow him out well after he left, without
cleaning myself off. He left and I went out and looked in the mirror as a man
washed his hands and he gasped and I saw the cum dripping down my face in the
glass and I took a deep breath. I raised my head and walked out through the
restaurant. Everyone gasped and pointed as I walked through making my way to the
door. It seemed to take forever as I heard women saying whore and slut and men
laughing and grabbing their friend's attention and pointing.

	I walked through the door red-faced and the limo was there and I got in
onto the floor on my hands and knees and right before the door was shut I heard
someone yell, "How much." Sir rolled the window down and he yelled back, "20."
"For each of us?" He yelled back laughing and Sir said, "Ok come on in." Sir got
into a seat on the side and four men got in after a minute and they handed him
money and Sir laughed and smacked me on the ass and said, "You paid for your own
dinner whore," and they all laughed.

	My holes were looked at and one guy said, She's so dirty," and Sir said,
"You could just take her holes in the woods," and they all agreed. The car drove
down a dark dirt road and stopped as the men verbally humiliated me and asked me
all kinds of questions about how it felt to walk through the restaurant as the
true cum-covered slut that I was. One kept spanking my ass and one asked, "Can I
work the ass hole?" Sir said, "Yes, because she needs to get punished after what
she's done."

	One of them seemed to be doing a lot of the talking and loud, asked what
I had done and Sir just said, "She knows," as he bent me over the car, pulled
out the plug and told me to fight. I was thrown at the big guy and he manhandled
me and a couple others grabbed me and bent me over the car. I tried to fight
against them like my Master ordered, but I couldn't help but relax into it and
pray for my next orgasmic release.

	 The loudmouth got behind me and worked his hard cock into my ass and
fucked me hard. They all cheered him on as I was held down and fucked by all of
them. I was grabbed and forced down to my knees and told to stay as they told
the driver to stick his cock down my throat. He came over to me slowly and
pulled his giant cock out and fucked my mouth for a while until he came on my
face. They picked me up and laid me back on the hood of the car and one guy
fucked my cunt while the others held my legs back while another one fucked my
mouth. I screamed and tried to fight them as I watched Sir and the driver
laughing and shaking hands. They flipped me over and held me hard as they all
had their way with me and then threw me in the trunk.

	I was told to get out when the trunk opened and I followed Sir inside
with the other men following, hooting and calling me names. We walked through a
party of people downstairs in the living room and I realized I look like I had
just been raped. I only had one shoe and my hair had all come down and there
were bruises and dirt all over me. Sir laughed and told the guests to make
themselves comfortable and he turned to me and said loud, "Take a good look at
the dirty whore," and he told me to take a turn through the room. After I was
done I was taken upstairs to the bathroom and I was stripped and Sir said,
"After you are bathed, whore you are to be the entertainment for the party
downstairs," he said and pointed to the paper.



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