Joanne's Fall Pt. 08 – Anal Whore

Thank you to "Dougslair" for editing!

Joanne is a 46-year-old married woman. Her sex life with her husband has died a long time ago so she resorted to having online sex with men on a chatroom. She came to love having men treated her like a slut online. Accidentally sending a naked photo with her face on, Joanne learns that the person she's sent it to knows her and her husband Freddy. This is her fall.

Part 1

After learning she is being blackmailed by this stranger, she is forced to flash her bare pussy in public to strangers. Afterwards she is forced to ask people to make her cum. Eventually, a 20-year-old agrees and he fingers her to orgasm down an alley way and then Joanne gives him a hand job until he cums.

Part 2

Joanne loses more control to her blackmailer. Having to finger herself at work and just stopping before getting to cum. Afterwards she's ordered to a glory hole where she sees her blackmailer's cock in real life. For the first time, she physically cheats on her husband by sucking his cock until she swallows his cum, only to be made to cum whilst looking at his cock. Joanne goes back to work and attends a virtual meeting with a dildo in her pussy. Afterwards, her assistant who she is a bitch to gets sent the videos of Joanne and tells Joanne that she is no longer going to boss her around.

Part 3

Joanne's assistant Claire takes full advantage of the blackmail. First, she fucks Joanne's pussy whilst in her office with a dildo before shoving it down Joanne's throat. After that, Claire makes Joanne lick her pussy, the first time Joanne has ever done anything with a woman. Afterwards, Joanne has to go home on her lunch and get fucked by a big black man that her blackmailer owed money too. She was punished for cumming whilst having sex with this black man without her blackmailer's permission and punishment is due.

Part 4

Joanne goes to her office and is straight away forced to lick Claire's pussy who is fully dominating her. They go to a shopping centre for Joanne's punishment which turns out to be getting a black bunny nipple piercing. Afterwards Claire takes Joanne back to Joanne's house where she ties up, blindfolds and gags Joanne. Joanne is then fucked by someone she can't see who she later finds out is her blackmailer.

Part 5

Claire takes Joanne shopping to buy her some slutty clothes, afterwards they go to a bar where Joanne is forced to give a black cock a blowjob through a glory hole. Then she is forced to choose a man to fuck her, she ends up getting fucked in the bathroom by a younger black man who cum down her throat. Finally, Joanne walks out and sees a black man sitting with Claire, she finds out that is her blackmailer who she has met before but couldn't remember.

Part 6

Joanne learns that her Master is Claire's boyfriend and they have been working together this entire time. After getting fucked in the car park, Joanne is forced to get two queen of spades tattoos, one on her collar bone and a much larger one on her lower back. At this time, she gets spit roasted by her Master and the black tattoo artist called Stretch.

Part 7

Joanne goes to work and is told by Claire that she is going to go the gym every day and diet hard to lose 7 pounds in under 3 weeks. To do this, Claire brought her friend Michelle in to take over Joanne's business. Joanne now has to work from her assistant's desk. Joanne makes Claire cum in the showers in the gym. Afterwards Jason and Claire go for dinner at Joanne's house with her husband. Both torment and turn her on during the meal. Ending with Joanne getting fucked by her master in her car whilst licking Claire's pussy. It is revealed that they plan on taking Joanne's anal virginity.

Part 8

Joanne was wide awake when the sun started to rise. As the light entered her room, she realised she didn't get a minute's sleep that night. Freddy was snoring his head off besides her, completely oblivious to the fact she had cum drying around her pussy from being fucked in her car the night before.

When Joanne returned home Freddy was already asleep, she did her best to clean her pussy up and then got into bed.

All night she thought about what Claire told her, they are going to fuck my arse? Is all she could think.

The only thing that has ever been done to her arse was when Claire fingered her and shoved a butt plug inside. Joanne had zero interest in anal, but like all the times before, she knew she had no say.

When her alarm went off at 7am she eventually got out of bed. In her full-length pyjama's and dressing gown, making sure none of her tattoos or her nipple piercing were on show.

She made herself a cup of tea and pondered how much her life had changed the last few months. Going from a good wife, a business owner, to how one little mistake had turned her into who she was now.

She couldn't believe the words that came out of her mouth the night before, I begged for it, I loved it. She thought, more and more guilt came over her for what she was doing to her husband.

She always argued that it was against her will, but she wanted to get fucked the night before. She can't deny the pleasure. At times she blamed Freddy for not giving her enough attention, but then she knew it was all her own doing for sending dirty messages online to strangers.

After an hour Joanne put on her gym gear and headed out. She knew there was no need to go to work early and knew she had a lot of work to do if she was to lose the 7 pounds that she was tasked with.

Claire had texted her a very strict diet, pretty much just chicken and water. In fact, she wasn't allowed to have breakfast anymore so she felt weak even before going to the gym.

Joanne spent 40 minutes on the treadmill, running until sweat was pouring off of her body and her legs ached.

When she finished, she saw a young man, He must only be in his 20s, she thought. He walked past her and gave her a smile and very obviously checked out her body.

Joanne couldn't help but smile that a young, attractive man was looking at her. She felt her pussy twitch a little at the thought of this young man taking her to the bathroom and fucking the life out of her.

No Joanne! What the fuck are you thinking?! She thought and went for a shower on her own.

She went back home and sat by herself for a little while. With everything going on she made a point to enjoy these moments of peace. However, that wasn't very long lived when her doorbell went.

Dressed in just jogging bottoms and hoody, Joanne answered the door and was very shocked to see Michelle stood on the other side.

"W-what are you doing here?" Joanne asked her, why isn't she at work running my company? She thought.

"I was surprised not to see you in this morning." Michelle said to her.

Joanne looked at the young, black woman. She was dressed in a black pencil skirt and a smart white blouse. She always looked so impeccable whenever Joanne had seen her.

"I went to the gym, I thought since you're running everything, I didn't need to go in." Joanne said to her with a little huff.

"Can I come in?" Michelle asked whilst still standing at the door way.

Joanne was surprised with how polite she was being, having gotten so used to these people just bossing her about and using her as they please.

"Erm, sure." Joanne said and let her inside.

What does she want? Joanne thought as she watched the young woman walk past. She couldn't help but be jealous of her slim body.

Joanne closed the door and turned around to see Michelle looking at her, don't tell me she's just come here to use me? Joanne thought and instantly felt annoyed.

She went to speak, but Michelle surprised her by moving forward and planting her thick, delicate lips against Joanne's.

Joanne's eyes were wide open, staring at this young black woman's face. Michelle's eyes remained closed as her lips were pressed against Joanne's.

When she pulled back their lips remained stuck for a second.

"W-what are you doing?" Joanne whispered to her.

"What we both want." Michelle said and leaned in again to kiss Joanne.

Joanne felt the young woman's hands move up and hold onto her hips. What the fuck? She's kissing me?! Joanne thought.

But she couldn't help but love the feel of her lips, her perfume filling Joanne's senses and without realising it, she closed her eyes back and kissed back.

Michelle and Joanne had a few kisses before Michelle's mouth opened. Joanne felt her Michelle's tongue push into her mouth and Joanne reciprocated. She stood there whilst being held by this young black woman and willingly made out with her.

Joanne then instinctively placed her hands onto Michelle's hips and continued to run her tongue against the young woman's.

"Mmmm." Joanne moaned as she made out with her new boss.

She felt a little push back and Joanne's back went up against the door as she kept making out with Michelle.

Her hands moved and touched Michelle's dark skinned arms, she was so smooth, so soft.

Joanne felt her pussy flutter underneath her jogging bottoms when Michelle's body pressed up against hers.

She broke the kiss and stared into Michelle's beautiful brown eyes. Both of them were letting out heavy breaths.

"W-what are you doing?" Joanne asked her as their faces were mere inches apart.

"I'm not like Claire and Jason," Michelle whispered, "I don't want to treat you like they do."

Michelle leaned forward and they both continued to make out with each other, this time with more urgency. Joanne's hands moved to Michelle's back and held her close, then she felt Michelle's hands move and grab onto her large tits. She gave them a light squeeze and Joanne let out a little moan.

The next thing Joanne felt was her hoody being pulled over her head. She had nothing on underneath and her tits were free, Michelle went back to grabbing onto them, rubbing her thumb around Joanne's big nipples and flicking her piercing.

"Mmmm." Joanne moaned into Michelle's mouth.

She felt like her head was going to explode with what was going on, but she was too horny and enjoying the sensualness of this act to stop it.

"Oooohhh." Joanne moaned when Michelle's lips moved to her neck. Joanne breathed louder and louder as Michelle licked and kissed her neck.

Then she felt Michelle grab onto her jogging bottoms and they were pulled to the ground, leaving Joanne in just a red thong.

Joanne was getting lost in the moment, without thinking she started to undo the buttons on Michelle's blouse and in a minute, she had pulled the young woman's top off.

"Take me to your bedroom." Michelle whispered whilst looking into Joanne's eyes.

"O-okay." Joanne whispered back, not understanding what was happening but also loving it.

She took Michelle's hand and slowly walked to the bed she shared with her husband. Half way there Michelle stopped, unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the ground.

For a moment Joanne just stared at her amazing, ebony body. She was so toned, her stomach was dead flat and her bra looked to hold a good handful of tits.

They eventually made it to the bedroom. Joanne stood on one side and stared at Michelle's arse when she closed the door.

When Michelle turned around, she had a soft and kind smile as she walked over to Joanne. Her soft hands touched Joanne's face and they continued to make out with each other.

Joanne took off Michelle's bra and their tits rubbed against each other. Something about her warm, soft body was making Joanne feel weak in the knees.

Joanne lay back and Michelle climbed on top of her, their lips opening and their tongues dancing along each other.

Michelle's hand moved down Joanne's body as she lay on top and went under Joanne's thong.

"Oooh god." Joanne panted out when Michelle's finger slid inside of her wet pussy.

She looked down and saw Michelle swirling her tongue around one of Joanne's nipples, she gave it a light nibble and Joanne let out a gasp of pleasure.

Joanne turned her head and looked at the full-length mirror beside them. Joanne's thick, pale body in contrast to Michelle's small ebony body made her squirm with excitement.

"Oh god..." Joanne moaned as Michelle pushed a second finger inside of her, "What are we doing?"

"Shhh," Michelle whispered, "Let's just enjoy."

Her head started to kiss down Joanne's stomach, going lower and lower and Joanne instinctively spread her legs wider.

"Okay... okay..." Joanne moaned back.

Her thong was pulled to one side and Joanne felt a soft, wet tongue press against her throbbing clit.

"Ooooh god... yeeess..." Joanne moaned out. Her chest started to heave up and down as Michelle's tongue expertly explored her clit, her two fingers pumping in and out her pussy.

Joanne started to grip the sheets and her legs twitched around Michelle. She looked down at the thick thighs spread with Michelle's jet black hair covering her pussy.

"Fuuuckkk." Joanne panted when Michelle sucked on her clit.

In a second Michelle moved back up and the two continued to make out as Michelle fingered Joanne.

Joanne reached around and grabbed onto Michelle's firm arse cheeks. They were rock solid as she moved up and down as she fingered the older woman.

"Stay there." Michelle said and stood up over Joanne's body.

Joanne just kept breathing heavy and moaning as she watched Michelle pull her thong down and kick it to one side whilst standing over her. Her beautiful, tight, shaved, black pussy was just over her now.

Michelle turned around and started to slowly sit down above Joanne's face. Joanne wrapped her arms around Michelle and stuck out her tongue to make contact with the black woman's drenched pussy.

"Mmmmm." Joanne moaned as she savoured the taste of this young girl's nectar, "MMMMM!" Joanne moaned louder when Michelle's tongue returned to her pussy.

The two women 69'd for a while until Joanne couldn't hold her moans in anymore. The mix of getting fingered whilst her clit was being perfectly licked was sending Joanne over the edge.

"Oh god... oh fuck... Michelle... you're going to make me cum!" Joanne warned, she had a hit of fear in case she wasn't allowed but Michelle didn't seem to have any care for that.

"Mmmm!" Michelle moaned back and kept attacked Joanne's clit with her tongue.

"Fuck... fuck.... Fuck..." Joanne panted into Michelle's pussy as her orgasm hit her, "FUUUUUCCKKKK!" She screamed out and her entire body started to shake and quiver.

"Mmmm." Michelle moaned and she kept licking Joanne and fingering her throughout her orgasm.

"Fuck.. fuck... fuckk..." Joanne just kept panting as her orgasm slowly died down.

Michelle eventually pulled her face away from Joanne's pussy.

"Good?" She asked in her seductive tone.

"Amazing," Joanne moaned back, "Turn around."

Michelle stood up and lay down next to Joanne. This time Joanne got on top of the young woman and shoved her tongue into Michelle's mouth. There was a mix of both of their pussies on their tongues as their naked bodies rubbed against each other.

"Mmm, oh Joanne." Michelle moaned.

"Shhh, you enjoy now." Joanne said with a smile and kissed her way down Michelle's firm body.

She got in between the young woman's legs and stared at her beautiful pussy. She moved her head down and flicked her tongue against Michelle's swollen clit.

"Oh god... yes." Michelle panted.

Joanne pushed one finger deep into Michelle's pussy and her other hand reached up to grab and squeeze one of her tits.

"Oh, fuck yes.... Make me cum... make me cum..." Michelle panted over and over.

"Mmmm." Joanne moaned as her intoxicating pussy filled her senses.

She felt Michelle grab hold of her head and keep her held deep into her pussy as Joanne did her final attack on the young girls' clit.

"Fuuuuuuccckkkk!" Michelle moaned out, her legs went into the air and wrapped around Joanne's head as she came from Joanne's tongue.

"Mmmm." Joanne moaned as she tasted Michelle's delicious cum.

She moved back up the black girl's body and made out with her again, both breathing heavily into the other's mouth.

This went on for a few minutes before Michelle broke the kiss.

"I should probably get back to work." Michelle whispered.

"Probably a good idea." Joanne replied with a smile, feeling happy for the first time in a while.

They stayed there lay on each other for another minute before Michelle eventually sat up.

"Was this... you know... because of them?" Joanne asked her, wondering if this was just some sick game.

Michelle just smiled and leant down to kiss her.

"It's best if this just stays between you and me," She said with a smile, "What they don't know won't hurt them."

"Good idea." Joanne said with a smile.

She remained lay on her bed as she watched Michelle get dressed and eventually leave.

What was that? Joanne thought, does she like me? That wasn't like my usual forced fuckings, that was like we were making love.

Then, more guilt started to come over Joanne.

I feel like I've cheated even more with Michelle than I have with anything else, she thought, that was fully consensual and willing. And on our bed!

A tear came to her eye with the fact she properly wanted to cheat on Freddy. To distract herself she got up and got dressed and tried to forget about it.

When Freddy got home later that day Joanne couldn't look at him, she could barely speak to him. She felt even worse now than she did before it happened.

Then she had another sleepless night.

The next day.

Joanne sat in her living room on her own with a cup of tea, her head still feeling like it's going to explode when a text came through from her phone.

Master Jason: Slave, it's time for your punishment for not obeying me the other night.

Oh no, Joanne panicked. Thoughts of Michelle quickly left her head and was replaced with fear of what was to come.

Joanne: Please Master I'm so, so sorry! Please I'll do anything!

Master Jason: You already agreed to that whore, but no, your punishment is happening today.

Joanne wanted to just smash her phone so she couldn't see what it was. Then another text came through and her heart sank when she read it.

Master Jason: You are going to the tattoo shop we went to on your own and you are going to willingly ask for this tattoo just above your whore pussy. It is the only words you need to remember.

What? On my own?! She thought.

Then a photo came through.

It was in big, black, bold letters, "Yes, Master".

Joanne sighed, she was grateful that it wasn't the worst tattoo she could think of, however she dreaded the idea of having to get another tattoo.

Master Jason: Do not think of disobeying or you will only be punished more.

Joanne started to panic reading that, she knew she had no say. She knew she would have to do what he wanted even though she hated it.

Joanne: Yes, Master

She took an hour to compose herself before getting into her car and driving to the shopping centre where the tattoo shop was.

When she walked in, she saw the same black man that tattooed her last time, Stretch, such a strange name. She thought.

He saw her, smiled and walked over.

"Back so soon," He said, "What are you getting today?"

"I... erm," Joanne stuttered and nervously got the photo on his phone to show him, "I want this, here." And then pointed just above her pussy.

"Very nice," Stretch said with a smile, "Come on in."

She followed him to the room in the back where last time she got spit roasted by both him and her Master.