Joanne's Fall Pt. 10 – Broken

"Wank his cock so he cums in your breakfast." Claire then told her.

No, that's too far! Joanne thought to herself.

"Please," Joanne begged, "I'm so hungry, please just let me eat."

"You will," Claire said with an evil grin, "But if you don't wank his cock and cover your breakfast with cum then you won't eat at all."

This is fucking torture! Joanne thought and pleaded with her eyes to both of her owners, But I'm so hungry.

"O-okay." Joanne whispered out, humiliated and disgusted with what she was about to do, but knowing she was going to do it.

Jason kept her head held firmly still as Joanne reached up and started to wank his spit covered cock.

I can't believe they're about to do this to me. Joanne thought as she wanked his cock faster and faster. She held a firm grip around his cock and Jason started to moan louder.

Her eyes darted between the plate of delicious food and Jason's big, black cock. Not knowing which one she wanted more.

It seemed that her blowjob had Jason pretty far gone because it only took a minute for him to be groaning and for his cock start to expand.

"If any of his cum doesn't land on your plate then you don't eat!" Claire barked out.

Joanne kept wanking his cock and did her best to aim it at her breakfast.

"Fuuuucckk." Jason then grunted and Joanne watched as her delicious breakfast got its first strike of cum directly in the middle.

Over and over his cock fired cum all over her breakfast. Joanne tried to aim it just for one spot but she failed and her entire breakfast and plate got coated in thick, sticky cum.

"That was great, whore." Jason said and let go of Joanne's head.

Claire placed the plate of scrambled egg, toast and cum onto the floor along with a knife and fork. Then Joanne watched them both sit at the table and start to eat.

This is so humiliating. Joanne thought, but she still leant over and started to cut into her breakfast.

She looked at the food on her fork, a piece of toast with scrambled egg on top, but all she could focus on was the big pile of cum on top of it.

Although Joanne was disgusted, she took the food into her mouth and tasted the mix. It wasn't as bad as she expected but she would rather eat just the regular food.

She could hear them both laughing every now and again but Joanne was too focused on her food to care. Knowing that they would take it away if she took too long, Joanne inhaled the entire plate.

Afterwards, Claire walked over and picked the plate up.

"You missed a spot." She said and pointed the plate back at her.

Joanne spotted a large pile of cum on one side of the plate, seriously? She thought.

But she didn't argue, Joanne leant forward and started to lick at the cum like she was a dog. She could hear Claire laughing at her.

"Good girl." Claire said and patted Joanne's head before going into the kitchen.

A few minutes later she came back out and looked at Joanne who still knelt on the ground.

"You can go and wash up now." She blurted out and walked to her bedroom.

Without saying a word, Joanne stood up and went to the kitchen to clean the pans and plates. By the time she was done Jason and Claire were both dressed and heading out.

"I'll be back in a few hours," Claire said to her, "You might have some more visitors today."

"Yes, Mistress." Joanne replied.

"No cumming without our permission, I don't care how horny you get you old whore." Claire then told her.

"Yes, Mistress." Joanne said, filled with shame that she was actually horny and wanted to cum.

She listened to Claire's footsteps get further away and then the door close, leaving Joanne alone in their apartment, her jail.

Then, Joanne burst into tears and dropped herself to the cold floor. Her naked body pressed against the tiles as tears streamed down her face.

"I can't do this!" She shouted out to herself and curled into a ball, "It's too hard!"

She remained on the floor, bawling her eyes out as her mind felt like it was going to explode.

"Why did I have to send that photo?" She said to herself, "Why did I have to sext online, it's all my fault! None of this would've happened if I wasn't such a stupid whore!!"

Joanne remained on the floor like that for an hour before she regained the strength to stand back up.

She wiped away the tears and walked into the living room. Joanne searched for the TV remote but couldn't find it anywhere, Have they hidden it from me? Joanne thought, realising she was going to spend this time alone in complete silence.

She looked at the sofa, questioning whether to sit on it or not. What if they somehow find out? Joanne thought.

She decided not to risk it and sit on the floor. At least yesterday I had cleaning to keep me busy, Joanne thought and just sat in silence.

It was only thirty minutes later when the front door buzzed. Although Joanne initially dreaded having to let someone else fuck her, she jumped up knowing that she wasn't going to just sit in silence.

"Hello?" Joanne asked when she pushed the button.

"Joanne?" She heard Michelle's soft voice say and filled Joanne's heart with happiness.

"Michelle?" She asked.

"Yeah, can you let me up?" She asked.

Joanne buzzed her in and waited for her to get to the door. When she knocked Joanne opened it with a smile.

"Wow, naked. They weren't kidding that you were being their live in slave this week." Michelle said and walked in.

"Oh, erm, yeah." Joanne whispered out of embarrassment.

"I was worrying when you didn't come to work yesterday, then I asked Claire and she told me what's happening." Michelle said.

Joanne could feel herself welling up, being with someone that doesn't treat her like shit was making her emotions resurface.

"Oh Joanne." Michelle whispered and then moved forward and pressed her lips against Joanne's.

Michelle held onto Joanne's body as the two kissed for a few minutes.

"Michelle, it's so horrible, I hate this." Joanne cried out.

Michelle just held her close and let the warm embrace comfort Joanne.

"I know, I can't imagine what you're going through." Michelle whispered.

"It's hell, they made me... they made me make Jason cum on my breakfast and eat it!" Joanne admitted.

"Oh Joanne," Michelle said and hugged her, "Don't let them break you." She said, "Just keep going with it, hopefully they will get bored and I can convince them to give you to me, then I will treat you so much better."

"What?" Joanne said, she pulled back and wiped her face, "You... you think that could happen?"

For the first time in a while Joanne felt a glimmer of hope.

"Yes, you just have to persevere. Can you do that?" Michelle asked her.

"I... I think so." Joanne whispered out.

"Good," Michelle said and stepped back, "Now, I need to get back to work."

"Oh yeah," Joanne said, "How is the company doing?"

"Great, don't you worry about that." Michelle told her.

She leant in and kissed Joanne again.

"I'll see you soon." Michelle said.

"See you soon." Joanne replied and watched her leave.

I could be free one day? Well, being with Michelle is a lot more free than these. I could have my company back, my life back? Joanne thought, hope giving her the strength to carry on. I would just have to work out how to deal with that Neil.

She went into the living room and sat on the sofa as her head spun with the thoughts of being freed.

After a few minutes, Joanne found a comfy spot on the floor and tried to catch up on some sleep.

She was only woken up when the front door was opened.

"There you are." She heard Claire's voice say and enter the room.

"H-hi, Mistress." Joanne groaned out.

"Seems you've been a naughty slave." Claire said and walked towards her.

"W-why?" Joanne nervously asked.

"You know we have a security camera in here?" Claire said and Joanne panicked.

Oh no, did she see my and Michelle? Hear what we said? Joanne panicked and her hopes started to come crashing down.

"I saw you sitting on the sofa you stupid cow!" Claire barked at her.

Is that all? Joanne thought.

"I... I'm sorry Mistress." Joanne whispered, but inside she jumped with joy.

"Oh, you will be." Claire said and suddenly she pushed Joanne back until she lay on the ground.

In a second Claire stood over Joanne's face, showing that underneath her skirt she wore no underwear. Joanne was helpless and just watched Joanne's pussy lower onto her face.

Feeling happy at not getting caught with Michelle, she happily stuck her tongue out and start to lap at Claire's sweet, wet pussy.

"Oh yeah, you're going to pay for sitting on the sofa slut!" Claire said and she gripped Joanne's thighs and pushed them apart.

SLAP!

"HHHHHHHHHHHMMMM!!" Joanne screamed into Claire as a harsh slap came down on her bare pussy.

SLAP!

"You naughty whore!" Claire moaned out as she struck Joanne's pussy again.

"HHHHHMM!" Joanne moaned in pain again into Claire's pussy.

SLAP!

"Don't stop licking!" Claire ordered.

"Hhhhhhhh!" Joanne whimpered in response. She did her best to keep licking at Claire's pussy but between her legs burnt with pain.

"Oh yeah, that's it, whore." Claire moaned and she started to grind herself up and down Joanne's face.

Joanne stuck her tongue out and did her best to please her Mistress but it seemed that Claire just wanted to spread her juices all over Joanne's face.

SLAP! Another crushing palm on Joanne's pussy.

"What do you say for sitting on the sofa?!" Claire moaned.

"Sooorryyy!" Joanne muffled back to her in pain.

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" Joanne screamed into Claire's pussy as she was getting slapped over and over by the young woman directly on her clit.

Suddenly, Joanne felt what must've been two fingers pushed deep inside of her cunt.

"HHHHHHHHH!!" Joanne moaned.

"You're so fucking wet! What a fucking whore!" Claire laughed at her and started to finger fuck her fast.

"Mmmmmmm!!" Joanne moaned as her neglected pussy was gushing in pleasure.

She tried to lick Claire's pussy as best she could but her moaning grew louder and louder. Then she felt a third finger get pushed inside of her, stretching her pussy further.

"You dirty, fat whore! Look at you taking my fingers!" Claire said as she pushed her fingers in and out of Joanne, "Let's see how many you can take."

"Fuuuuucck!!" Joanne moaned when another finger was pushed inside of her, stretching her even more.

Then Claire grabbed Joanne's nipple that didn't have a piercing and twisted it hard.

"Did I say stop licking me?!" She shouted.

"Nooooo!" Joanne moaned back in pain and pleasure.

She felt Claire pushing her thumb into her pussy, Joanne felt resistance and didn't know if it was going to fit. It felt like her pussy was being ripped open but Claire just kept pushing.

"FUUUUCKK!!" Joanne screamed out when her cunt stretched open and Claire's final digit went inside of her.

"Just the knuckles left." Claire said to her.

"Please.... No more!" Joanne panted out.

"I'm going to fist fuck the life out of you!" Claire said.

Claire grounded her pussy back onto Joanne's face and rubbed her clit over her as she pushed her 5 fingers in and out of Joanne, stretching her pussy wider and wider.

Joanne couldn't hide that she was getting some sick pleasure from Claire's fingers but feared what damage her fist could do.

"Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum over your face you dirty whore!!" Claire moaned and grinded herself faster and faster onto Joanne.

"FUUUCKK YEEESSS!!" Claire moaned out and Joanne felt a splash of Claire's cum pour all over her.

After a minute or two, Claire's hand left Joanne pussy and she stood up.

"Stay there!" Claire barked.

Joanne just stayed lay back with her legs spread whilst Claire moved between them.

"I'm about to stretch you wide open." Claire said to her.

"Please AHHHHH!!" Joanne went to protest but got another hard slap from Claire on her pussy.

"Beg me to fist you." Claire ordered and slapped her pussy again.

"Fuuuckkk! Please!" Joanne called out, "Please fist me!"

"Good girl." Claire said.

Joanne couldn't watch, she lay back and closed her eyes and then felt Claire's sticky fingers return to her soaked pussy.

"Urrrgghhh fuck!" Joanne grunted when her 5 fingers went back inside, leaving just her knuckles left.

"Here we go." Claire said.

Joanne just tried to control her breathing as her chest heaved up and down, she could feel the pressure stretching her pussy as Claire' pushed and pushed.

Then.

"FUUUUUUCCKKKK!!!" Joanne called out as her pussy stretched and accepted Claire's knuckles into her hole.

"There you go, I'm fucking fisting you!" Claire laughed out at her.

"FUUCKK MEEEEEE!!" Joanne screamed out in a mix of pain and pleasure.

She looked down at Claire smiling back at her. She looked between her legs and saw Claire's wrist being wrapped around by her pussy. Her hand disappeared inside of her poor, stretched hole.

SHE'S GOT HER FIST IN ME!! Joanne screamed in her head, not believing what she was seeing.

Her mouth hung open with her breathing heavily out of it as she watched Claire start to push her fist slowly in and out of her. Joanne felt like her pussy lips were tightly wrapped around her wrist, she looked so unnaturally stretched.

"Fuck... fuck... fuck..." Joanne panted out, it felt like air was being pushed out of her lungs, followed by the overwhelming feeling coming from her pussy.

"I can't believe I actually got my fist in you!" Claire laughed out as she started to fuck Joanne faster and faster.

"Oh fuck... please.... Too big..." Joanne panted out but her body felt like it was going to explode.

Her breathing turned to loud, uncontrollable moans that filled the entire apartment.

"Look at you!" Claire said and squeezed Joanne's tit, "You're going to cum aren't you?!"

"Fuuuuuckk!" Joanne moaned and knew she was close to doing just that.

She felt like her entire insides were filled and it was forcing her much needed orgasm out of her.

"Beg for me to let you cum by fisting you!" Claire ordered.

"Please!" Joanne begged, "Please make me cum with your fist in my cunt!"

"Are you close?" Claire asked, her hand moving in and out of Joanne.

"So.. fucking... close..." Joanne moaned and knew she was on the verge.

"Enough!" Claire suddenly shouted and started to pull her fist out of Joanne.

"Noooo!" Joanne moaned, "Plleeeeaasseee!"

Then she felt her hole stretch and then feel empty. Claire's hand showed again and Joanne's pussy felt sore but still unsatisfied.

"Please, please can I cum?" Joanne begged, not caring how pathetic she was acting.

"Nope," Claire said with a laugh and stood up, she shoved her fist in front of Joanne's face, "Lick it clean."

I FUCKING HATE YOU! Joanne thought.

But even after everything, she was defeated and started lick her own juices from Claire's hand. It took a few minutes but she eventually finished it.

"Good girl, what do you say?" Claire asked her.

"T-thank you, Mistress." Joanne said humiliated.

"Good, now go for a shower, you stink." Claire told her.

Joanne knew she didn't smell the best, she had been cummed inside of been fucked twice since her last shower.

After coming out, Joanne was thankful to be allowed to use a towel.

"Slut, come here." Claire's voice shouted from the living room.

Joanne stepped out in just a towel and her heart stopped when she saw another black man, one she didn't recognise, sitting on the sofa.

"Slave, this is Keith, he's going to fuck you." Claire told her.

Another one? Joanne thought, but just hung her head knowing she would have to do it.

"Come and ride him." Claire ordered.

"Y-yes Mistress." Joanne said.

She dropped her towel and saw this young man drooling over her body. She pulled out his cock and sat down on it, impaling herself with another black cock.

I wonder how many cocks I've fucked now? She thought, I can't even count.

"No cumming." Claire told her.

This Keith just lay back and allowed Joanne to ride him. She had her hands on the sofa either side of his head and bounced her pussy up and down on his cock.

What Joanne hated more was that she was feeling great pleasure from it. She was loving having a cock inside of her and was unable to hide her moans.

She kept riding him over and over with her drenched pussy, taking his entire cock out of her and then impaling herself on him.

Over and over she bounced on him, Joanne's orgasm started to rise and she had to think of anything else to distract her.

Luckily, she heard Keith moan and she felt another load of cum fill her insides. She kept riding him throughout his orgasm and was just happy that she didn't cum and get in more trouble.

"Thanks slut." Keith said and left the apartment.

"Good girl." Claire said, she had just sat and watched from the corner.

"W-what now?" Joanne asked, wondering what they were going to do to her.

"In my drawer, there's a butt plug. Put it in." Claire told her whilst turning the TV on and not even giving her any attention.

"Oh, okay." Joanne whispered, knowing this meant that they were building up for her to do anal again.

Joanne lubed up the plug and inserted it into her arsehole. Even with all the anal fucking the other night it still felt tight and hurt to stretch open.

"Now, come rub my feet. You Master will be a while." Claire ordered.

"Yes, Mistress." Joanne replied.

She got onto her knees in front of Claire and proceeded to rub her feet for an hour. The entire time Claire didn't even acknowledge that Joanne was there.

Eventually, Jason returned home.

"Afternoon my angel." He said and kissed Claire, "How's it going?"

"Good, I fisted it's cunt earlier!" Claire mocked.

"Fucking hell, you better keep it tight for me!" Jason laughed back.

"It's fine, don't worry about that," Claire told him, "I got it to put a butt plug in, ready for your cock."

"Perfect," Jason said and turned his attention to Joanne, "Slave, get into bed on your hands and knees, I'll be in shortly."

"Yes, Master." Joanne pathetically replied.

She stood up and walked to the bedroom, get onto all fours and stuck her arse into the air.

If anything, it can't be more painful than the first time. Joanne thought.

Some time passed and Joanne just remained in this position, waiting for her Master to come and fuck her arse.

Where the hell is he? Joanne thought, her arms and legs started to get sore from being in this one position.

It must've been an hour later when the door finally opened.

"Good girl." She heard Jason's voice say as he entered the room, "Now then, let's see this arsehole."

Joanne felt the plug get pulled out of her and she let out a whimper of pain.

"Now, you want me to fuck your arse, don't you?" He asked her.

"Y-yes, Master." Joanne replied, when in reality she couldn't think of anything worse.

"Good." He said and she heard him taking off his clothes.

"FUCK!" Joanne grunted when without any easing in, he shoved his entire cock balls deep into her tight little arsehole.

"Oh yeah, just like last time!" He said with a moan and started to fuck her arse hard.

"Fuck... fuck... fuckkkk!" Joanne moaned in pain and pleasure as her arsehole was getting destroyed by her Master.

She did her best to stay up on her arms but she was feeling weak. Her arsehole felt like it was getting battered by his cock as he mercilessly fucked her over and over.

"I bet you're really needing to cum hey?" Jason asked as he fucked her.

"Yes Master!" Joanne moaned back, not caring about sounding like a slut, just desperate to cum, "Please!"