The Slave's Weekend Ch. 03

Once the last man at the table sprayed the milky threads over her body, Frank gently slapped the sides of Kimber's face. He leaned down and whispered into her ear, "Now that you are properly decorated, covered in my and these fine gentlemen's cum, we can leave for the evening and begin our wonderful weekend together."

Kimber whimpered. She was still debating the magnitude of the private debasement she was about to endure for three days versus the public shame she would endure if she sought to fight the contract she had signed. It would ruin her professionally, personally, and publicly. There was no way she could fight it.

Since, she didn't immediately move, Frank laced his fingers in her hair and tugged her off the table. She cried out, the old cum crusted on her face and the new cum dripped down her nearly naked body.

Sobbing, she stood with her arms at her sides. She knew he did not want her covered. Her eyes scanned the room. No one made a move to protect her, to save her. Everyone was enthralled by their own woman sold to their table.

Frank yanked her harder and she nearly fell over as he dragged her through the hall toward the door. Her heart pounded in her chest as they got closer and closer to the door. Surely he did not expect her to leave the hall with her dressed bunched at her middle, and cum dripping off her body.

"Wait!" She screamed.

To her surprise Frank halted just in front of the tinted glass doors. He turned on his heel and looked down at her.

"You seem to be under the impression that you will have a say as to what will happen to you over the next few days. Well let me clear that up."

Frank stepped closer to Kimber. She flinched expecting him to strike her sore body. Instead of hitting her he stroked her cheek and tilted his head.

"You are mine, bought and paid for little girl, and you will be thoroughly used. I always get what I pay for. The sooner you accept that, the more pleasant it will be for you."

He smiled briefly and he tugged her hair harder. With a whoosh, the cool December air caressed all of Kimber's bare skin and she gasped. She tried to lock her knees but he trudged on She nearly lost her footing and felt that if she continued to fight she would draw more attention to her exposed body.

Kimber was thankful for the black limo with the dark tinted windows that was waiting for Frank. The driver opened the door after he looked her up and down. His smile was anything but reassuring or sympathetic.

Frank tugged Kimber's hair again, her scalp was getting sore, and she was shoved inside the limo. Frank followed and the door was closed behind them. Frank situated himself along the back bench with his legs spread wide. Kimber was crouched in the center floor of the limo.

She looked up at him with her red and swollen eyes. His steely gray ones looked down at her, amusement filled them. Kimber sniffled and wiped the snot dripping from her nose on her arm. She was already covered in the bodily fluids of others, why not her own.

She swallowed the lump in her throat and stopped her own sobbing. She shivered a bit; her nipples could cut glass due to the cold. She stumbled forward as the limo began to move. Frank chuckled in response.

"You will kneel in front of me."

Slowly, Kimber did as she was instructed. It was only three days, she reminded herself. Only three days of torment; she could last three days. Then her career could continue on its path and she could begin the therapy she needed to forget this experience.

Frank reached down and undid his pants. His large paw-like hand disappeared into the opening of his pants as he fished his flaccid member out. The limp snake of flesh protruded from his pants and he grinned down at her. He pointed to it before he spoke.

"This will be your focus Kimber for the next three days. Your sole purpose will be to ensure that this is forever pleased. The more willingly you do this, the more pleasant your experiences. The less willing, the more I will have to punish you. Do you understand?"

Kimber's eyes fell to the nest of silver strands protruding from his pants. The veiny pink flaccid cock twitched a bit, growing slowly, as he spoke. She gulped and nodded. Three days, she could last three days of servicing him.

"You will address me as Master."

Her eyes widened and went up to his. Her jaw dropped. He had to be kidding. There was no way she was going to give him any sort of title.

"Kimber..."

Taking his flaccid member in his hand, he flopped it a few times, and released his balls from his trousers. He raised his eyebrow waiting for her answer. Just as he began to lean toward her she licked her lips to respond.

Through gritted teeth she replied: "Yes Master."

"Such a good girl. We will get through this. Now come here and serve your purpose. Seeing you get fucked by all those men got me horny. It is your duty to address this."

Kimber frowned and Frank did not miss a beat. His hand gripped her hair; the limo was large but not enough. He yanked her head down toward his cock and shoved her face against it. She whimpered as his twitching flesh pressed against her cheek.

"You will do as you are fucking told! Do you understand me? I am getting a little irritated with this game of resistance."

Whimpering, tears falling down her face again Kimber kissed the mushroomed tip. "Yes Master."

He stroked her hair as she began to work the head of his penis with her tongue. Frank sat back and put his hands behind his head and spread his legs wider. Kimber's mouth began to bob up and down as his erection became longer and firmer.

"You're a bit chunkier than I like, and we will definitely remove all that messy hair on your body tomorrow, but I will make due."

Kimber retched as he thrust his cock up into her throat. He groaned in happiness.

She wanted to bite down hard on him, chunkier? Who was he kidding? She watched what she ate, she went to the gym four hours a week, and he looked like he never missed the buffet.

Franks hands covered her ears and he used them as handles. He held her head in place while he began to life his ass off the bench in the limo and thrust his cock in and out of her throat. Kimber gagged, drool spilling down her chin. The gurgles that came from her throat caused her to fear vomiting on him.

With a loud grunt, Frank withdrew his cock and sprayed his load on her face again. Kimber closed her eyes just in time as a glob of milky semen landed on her eyelid. She felt her face covered with a large load. She was amazed he had so much cum in him since she had just sucked him an hour ago.

He pushed her backward with a content sigh. Kimber fell back with a whimper. It's not that she wanted him to cuddle her afterward, but this cold treatment was definitely taking its toll.

"You can take off that worthless piece of clothing. You look absolutely ridiculous with it on."

Kimber pouted as she began to roll the gold dress down her body. She had opened it would take some of the cum with it. However, it had fully dried on her body, except for the new globs dripping off her chin.

"You do look lovely covered in sperm. I will be sure to keep you in this look. You may thank me for my load. Mustn't forget your manners."

Blushing, and seething, Kimber mumbled: "Thank you Master."

He grinned, "I am sorry dear, I did not hear you."

She glared at him as she tossed the dress she had once worn to the side. "Thank you Master."

"What are you thanking me for?"

With a huff, she knew what he wanted, and it made her both seethe in anger and blush in embarrassment. Why was he so determined to debase her? She was mortified that her swollen abused pussy was humming demanding more attention.

"Thank you, Master, for your load."

"That is proper. I will expect that all weekend."

"Yes Master."

As he grinned down at her, pleased with himself, the limo stopped. She looked out the window and realized that they were at a hotel however she could not identify which one. Kimber frantically looked at the dress she had just discarded. Surely, he would not make her walk through a hotel nude, covered in cum.

There had to be laws against being naked in a hotel. It was one thing for people to ignore his abuse of her at an event where she had basically just sold herself. However, it was another to take her to a public place and treat her the same. If she screamed out for help, someone would have to help her. If she was naked, someone would surely address it, if not just to tell her to put on clothes. She was torn between going out naked just so someone would inquire or demand she put on clothes and wanting to be covered.

The door to the limo opened and Kimber instinctively covered herself. Frank laughed and turned to the open door. Kimber couldn't see who was on the other side.

"Mark you are such a wonderful driver. You may pick a hole for tonight while I make arrangements for the luggage."

"Thank you Sir, I am honored."

"I warn you, she's a bit stubborn, so don't hesitate to remind her of her place."

"Will do Sir, thank you."

Kimber's jaw hit the floor again. This man, who had just bought her, who had just given her to a table full of colleagues was now about to give her to the driver! The driver! He was the help! He had to be kidding.

Frank exited the limo quickly and the driver, Mark, a light skinned black man in his forties took his seat. A toothy grin crossed his face as the door closed behind him. The two, Kimber and Mark, stared at each other for a moment.

Mark's hand began to slide up and down over the crotch of his black pants. Kimber's eyes followed the movement and she noted the outline of an impressive bulge. Her heart flopped as she stunned herself wondering how big he was.

"You so pretty covered in cum."

She glared at him.

"Come over here."

She stayed put. She had signed a contract that she would be Frank's slave, not his help's slave. She could draw a line. She had to take stand.

Mark reached out and Kimber backed up. She escaped his sweeping hand until she ran out of limo. Kimber's back hit the opposite bench and she whined. Mark growled as his body covered hers, pinning her to the floor of the limo.

Kimber let out a loud shriek and Mark covered her mouth with his large hand. She tried to kick from under him and all that did was make him laugh. His free hand snaked between their bodies and she felt him undoing his pants.

He had situated himself between her legs; her sex pulsed enjoying the feel of his heavy body on top of her. Her mind was screaming at her to fight yet her sex was hot and twitching begging for her to submit.

"I was gonna be nice and just use your mouth, but since you had to go and run, now I am gonna fuck that pussy."

She tried to scream again and press his hand harder against her mouth. Her head was pushed back into the seat. She groaned feeling three of his fingers force their way into her well fucked sore channel. She tried to move her head back but he had a firm grip on her.

Mark's eyes sparkled as his digits pounded in her. Kimber's sex clenched around them and responded to their stimulation. Her body heat rising as her body climbed closer and closer to orgasm.

"You seem to be too wet for someone fighting as hard as you are."

Her heart sunk. Her body was betraying her. She had always liked rough sex but she had never been taken so many times against her will before. Kimber wished had more control over her baser responses.

Kimber's body went rigid when he maneuvered his semi-hard cock into her opening. He thrust upward and she clawed at his back. Her cunt squeezed him tight as he began to work himself back and forth within her.

His hand came off her mouth and Kimber panted wildly. Her eyes closed as he grew longer and thicker inside her with each thrust. Her hips rose to meet him as he buried his cock inside her.

"That's a girl, fuck me back."

Kimber whined, why was she such a slut? He felt so long, so thick, he went so deep. She cried out, sore from all the cocks that had been inside her already. Her body ached in need and ached in pain. His cock stretched her and she clawed at the floor of the limo.

Mark pulled her legs up and he drove himself harder within her. Kimber screamed her body shook. Her orgasm rolled through her and she filled with shame. She didn't want to fuck this man, but here he was deep inside her and causing her orgasm.

It didn't last long. Soon Mark pulled the long, thick, dark member from her. She marveled at his glistening length as he pumped his fist a few times around the tree trunk of a cock. Soon the milky streams began to spurt forth from the slit. She felt the warm globs of cum land on her sweat and cum soaked body. He groaned and fell back on his heels once the last bit dribbled out.

The limo opened and Frank's head popped in. Mark turned gasping for breath. Kimber groaned on the floor of the limo, her legs spread, her pussy missing the full feeling of his cock inside her. The cum dripping down her sides onto the floor. She was so tired.

"Good, you two are done just in time. Our room is ready Mark so you may go for the evening."

"Yes Sir."

"Kimber, did you thank him properly?"

Kimber's eyes barely open, her energy to fight the men was all but spent. "No Master."

"Thank him and myself properly."

"Thank you Mark for your cum."

Mark laughed.

"Good girl, and now me."

"Thank you Master for allowing Mark to cover me in his cum."

"You are doing so well. I truly believe you will love this by the end of the weekend. But for now, it's time to go to our room. I must live up to my end of the contract too."