Suzanne – The Inner Self

"Miss, your man said he'd be here but not until I left. He also told me to squeeze your titties as my tip, I that Ok with you Miss?"

"If you were given permission by him to squeeze my breasts then I would be pleased if you would."

He did so but did not linger and as the sound of his cab left my hearing it was replaced with footsteps. I quivered in fear, blindfolded alone somewhere I the city, trusting that Robert would have this under control but still nervous.

"I am going to take the dress off Suzanne."

Robert's voice assured me and as my dress fell to the ground and I stepped out of it I wondered who was in the area to see me. I felt Robert's hands at my throat and felt and heard the snap of the chain attaching to my collar.

"Are you prepared to by mine, totally and completely or do I give you your dress and cab fare back to your safe home."

Before his words were half communicated I had dropped to my knees and pressed my face to his crotch. When he finished I leaned back just a bit and said.

"Suzanne is in the suburbs, your slut is here Master. I am here to serve you and to please you Sir."

I pressed my face back to his crotch and he tugged on the leash and pulled me to my feet.

"Come then slut, it's time."

I heard him open a door and close it behind us. For a minute I could not hear much as the noise of the city still permeated my ears but then after a bit of quiet, I heard voices. As we walked further into this cavernous building the voices grew more distinct and I could hear both men and women. I followed the pull of my Master's leash until he stopped me. As he did the voices died out and then Robert's voice took over.

"This is my new slut, she has dedicated herself to my pleasure haven't you slut?"

"Yes, Sir."

I knew my cue when it came and hoped I pleased him.

"Tonight it would please me to see her please each of you. As you like come take her leash, in ones or in groups as you wish. I will return in a few hours. I command you not to take her ass. That is mine. When she has earned it, my cock will open her ass, but other then a finger or two, no one is to use her ass."

So I was to be gang used or at least suffer the sexual desires of a room full of men and women. It scared me but did not deter me from doing my Masters' bidding. I was blind to their faces and doubted anyone knew me I was just a teacher from the suburbs. I felt my leash dropping to the floor and as Robert's footsteps began I recalled him saying he would return, that meant he was leaving me. I gasped and said.

"Sir, will you not be here to watch over me?"

His footsteps paused and I heard

"If a simple slut can not trust her Master's decisions, she may never know her Master."

I panicked at the thought of losing Him, this Master that until a few days ago I never knew I needed or even wanted. I said.

"It's not trust sir, Its your sluts desire to prove herself to you, to please you Sir."

He merely walked away and when his footsteps had faded I felt my leash being pulled and knew my test was to begin. I was told to get on my hands and knees and I quickly complied, then pulled and forced by the leash to move like a dog. My naked ass swaying behind me to an unknown number of eyes, my breasts swinging slightly below me I did my best to keep up. When the tugging stopped so did I and I could smell the scent of a woman's wet sex so close to me.

"I'll not wait forever, give her the crop!"

As the first impact jarred my ass and my brain I moved forward searching for the woman's pussy. I found it just after the second impact on my ass and the pain crept deep into me as I shot my tongue out to lick the woman's labia and open her wet hole. I licked her as the crop striped my tender ass cheeks. My ass was aflame and my tongue was doing its best to give this strange woman what I could and hoped it would be enough. Her juice flowed as I found her enlarged and tender clit and I flicked my tongue over it in time to the crop as it struck my ass over and over. I could feel the pussy on my tongue tightening and was pleased at what I assumed was my ability or her enjoyment of my ass being painted red.

As this woman began to orgasm for me the crop danced between my legs and landed square on my own pussy causing me to involuntarily howl at the deep searing pain emanating from my tender pussy. The second strike found my own tender clit and I screamed into the strangers pussy as my own body began to convulse in its own orgasm. I somehow remained focused on my task and licked and sucked this woman to her completion and then she shoved me away saying.

"Barely tolerable, poor Robert her has a lot to teach this slut. He should never have taken on a woman this old. It's the younger ones that adapt."

I wanted to cry at her abusive words but all too soon I was yanked by my leash and stood. The air made a sound I almost recognized just a second before the crop landed on my left breast, causing my nipple to flare in agony. I was walked a few feet my breasts now receiving the sting of the crop, my nipples growing ever harder and yet tender as the pain flowed though me. Once again I heard the order to get down on my knees and obeyed hoping the punishment to my nipples would cease. As I knelt a cock was pushed against my lips and I readily opened my mouth accepting it.

This was no request for a blow job this cock was fucking my mouth, piercing my throat and making me gag as it drove deeper and deeper into my stretched and aching mouth. My lips were suffering from the incessant push and pull of the hard hot cock and fortunately he came and filled my mouth with his gooey white cum. I managed to swallow what I could but some of it overflowed my tender lips and dripped from my chin to my breasts. I had no moment to relax as I was pushed down using my hands to once again assume the pose of a leashed dog and a second, larger cock replaced the first one. Again no gentle sucking but another fast and deep fucking of my mouth. I had barely a moment to adjust to the size of him when I felt another cock forcing itself into my wet and sticky pussy, spreading my lips and filling me completely. The two cocks found a rhythm and as one pulled back the other rammed in.

My lips were now surely bruised and my pussy stretched beyond belief as my body seemed to react to the double cocks and I was losing control as a huge orgasm began to rip through me. Once again I tasted the salty sum spraying and filling my mouth with an impossible amount of cum, so much of it escaping before I could swallow and covering my face with the warm sticky fluid. Then the second cock spewed inside me filling my pussy with hot cum.

My leash was once again pulling me on my hands and knees to yet another area. I was pulled once again to my knees as another cock, this one slim and hard and as I soon found, very long. My left hand was pulled and wrapped around a second cock as my right hand was filled with a third. The slim but long cock in my mouth found a depth to my throat never before reached and I could not stop it from filling my throat. I could not breath for a moment and then it receded and someone said.

"Breath through your nose you stupid slut."

It was a woman's voice and I knew she was right and as that cock once again plumbed the depths of my throat as his balls bounced into my chin I realized I had been stroking the two cocks in my hands. I was so involved in servicing the three cocks I hardly noticed that I was in a constant state of orgasm. When the crop once again stuck my tender and sore ass cheeks I relished the pain, took it in and came even harder as the cock in my mouth began to fill me with a third serving of sperm. I'd given up trying to swallow it all, I knew it would be impossible and as the cock in my left hand jerked and shot its load into my hair and all over my breasts I simply enjoyed the feel of that warm liquid as it covered me. When the third cock spewed it too covered my breasts and face. I was happy to have the blindfold protecting my eyes.

As I knelt there covered in cum, my mouth sore and unable to taste anything but cum the crop that had been dancing on my ass stopped and I was pulled again by the leash, forced to crawl on my hands and knees once again. I smelled pussy and without urging leaned in and began to lick and suck another woman's sex. My pussy was soon filled with yet another cock or perhaps a cock I'd already sucked but I did not care, I wanted to please the woman I was eating and I wanted to feel that hard cock opening me up and making me cum. As the hours passed and the pussies and cocks filled my hands, mouth and pussy, I realized that I feared it would soon end. I know it sounds ridiculous but this has been just a dark desire always held deep inside, never shared with another soul. This was everything I had so many wet dreams about and as I licked a pussy or accepted a hard face fuck or a fat cock in my sore and cum filled pussy, I kept hoping for more. I wanted more cock, more pussy and I wanted to feel that crop striking my body everywhere. On the occasion it found my used and cum coated pussy, often electrifying my clit I came and came, harder and longer with each strike. I wanted to taste more cum, cock or pussy spew didn't matter, I was always happiest when the person I serviced erupted inside my pussy, sprayed my breasts or face or filled my mouth.

Mt desire for more exceeded my capacity to keep going and the constant orgasming and servicing of cock and pussy eventually left me in sticky sore heap on a cold floor. In a daze I felt hands pulling me to my feet and helping me walk, I heard a door open and then close behind me and felt the cool of the evening air before I was dumped into what much have been the cargo area of a van or SUV. I remember feeling the road vibrating beneath me and then the hands pulling me up and helping me walk. Then another door opened and I was dropped on what felt like a carpet before silent footsteps and another door closing.

Hours later or maybe days, who knew I came awake to pain all over my body. The taste of cock and pussy crowding my mouth as my mind began to recall everything I'd experienced. I moved to sit up but the rough carpet stung my ass and I had to stand. I looked at the familiar room and realized I'd been taken to my own home. I felt the dried cum everywhere and found a mirror and stared. I had dried cum everywhere, in my hair, on my face, my breasts were coated thick and my legs and pussy were covered too. I smiled at my appearance then knew I'd need to clean up before anyone came, particularly my husband. I swayed as I walked, my sore pussy slowing me and reminding me of the cocks that had entered and filled me.

I took a hot shower and lingered as the water washed the evidence from me. I washed my hair four or five times to remove the stubborn cum and used the handheld spray to hose my pussy till the dried remnants of my test washed down the drain. Tired and sore I stepped from the shower and used my laptop to discover the day and time. Seeing I had another full day before Tim came home I collapsed naked into bed and slept.

I slept for a long time, dreaming of the way I'd been used, dreaming about the possibility of doing it again and woke to a soggy mattress and my hands buried in my sex. I stood feeling normal and in the bathroom studied my body seeing the evidence of the crop gone, the dried cum gone and frowned at how fleeting it had all been and hoping it would come again soon. I showered and dressed like the housewife I wasn't really and went to the market to collect food for dinner. Tim would be expecting his meal.

I walked through the supermarket and soon felt as though my ordeal was no secret at least not to everyone. I wondered as I passed a smiling woman or a leering man if perhaps they had been one of the ones I'd enjoyed servicing the other day. I felt my panties dampening at the thought of being recognized. I could have sworn the look the bag boy gave me was a knowing one and I blushed as my pussy spasmed and soaked my panties a bit more. Loading the bags in my trunk I slid in behind the wheel and saw a note on the windshield. I stepped out and grabbed it then read it.

"I was there -- K"

I panicked and realized I had not been breathing and took a fast breath then another as the implications sunk in. Someone whose name began with a K had recognized me, knew what I was, a slut, and wanted me to know. Controlling myself I managed to get home and store the food. When Tim came in we hugged and over dinner we shared the past few days we'd spent apart, not the truth, Tim could never know the truth. That night Tim made love to me and I found I enjoyed him even more, that I came quick with his loving touch and enjoyed is cock inside me so much.

I knew it was impossible to be two different women, a loving wife and a submissive cum slut and I wished with all my heart that my husband would somehow recognize this other need of mine. Later after he'd fallen asleep I understood that he could never be my Master in the way that Robert had and I was OK, I would never leave Tim and I would continue to serve my Master Robert. I needed both and knew it was selfish, but I knew I could protect my husband from knowing the slut in me, and could trust Master to give me the needs my slut demanded. The only possible problem is the mysterious K, and what he or she would demand of me.