Tracy humiliated Thomas again. He planned the dinner
meeting with the new client and invited Tracy to go
along hoping she could help him. Instead, Tracy acted
like a snob. Then, when Thomas suggested they go to a
bar after dinner to talk business, Tracy protested that
a 33-year-old Mother of three had no business in a bar
and insisted he take her home. Thomas drove the car
without saying a word to Tracy.
Thomas and Tracy married several years earlier. Thomas
was very successful in business and Tracy could stay
home and take care of their three children. Tracy was a
knock-out, 33 years old, only 5 feet tall, long brown
hair, hazel eyes and 36C breasts that just begged to be
sucked.
However, over the past two or three years, due to
Thomas's increasing success, Tracy became a snob, very
uppity, and rarely would engage in sex with Thomas.
When Tracy "allowed" Thomas to have sex with her, it
was always in the missionary style, very little
foreplay, and Tracy never let Thomas touch breasts.
Thomas was growing tired to Tracy's behavior and
started thinking about ways to loosen her up. He tried
to get her to drink a little when they would go out,
but Tracy always refused. Thomas would buy her sexy
bras and thongs, but Tracy would not wear them. Now,
after her embarrassing behavior last night, Thomas was
determined to go to extremes.
The next day at work Thomas started searching the
Internet for what he wanted. With very little effort he
finds a local ad that reads: "Bored Housewives Trained
to Be Submissive Sluts." Thomas dialed the toll-free
number and listen to the instructions from the deep,
male voice. Thomas wrote down the additional number
provided and looked at it for several moments. Finally,
he picked up the phone and dialed the number.
"How dare you bother my sleep," a deep male voice
answered.
Thomas thought about hanging up, but his desperation
won over.
"I'm calling about your ad for bored housewives,"
Thomas stammered out.
"Are you bored?" the voice replied.
"No, it's my wife," Thomas said and began telling his
story to this perfect stranger.
"I see," said the voice, "call me back in seven days at
this same time and I will tell you if I will consider
training her. And, by the way, it will cost two
thousand dollars, and she will be my property for a
week."
Thomas then heard a click.
For the next seven days Thomas thought and re-thought
his decision. Should he do it or not. On the sixth day
Thomas attempted to make love to Tracy. She refused.
When Thomas tried to force himself on her, Tracy
accused him of being a pervert and ordered him to sleep
on the couch. Thomas made his decision sometime during
the night.
"Yes," the voice said, "have you made your decision."
"You want hurt her will you?" Thomas asked.
"Not to wear you can see it, now here are your
instructions and I need some information about the
slut."
Thomas' ears stun at the word referring to Tracy but
listen carefully to the instructions. Then like he was
under a trace, Thomas described Tracy in detail. After
he hung up, Thomas called his Mother and told her Tracy
was going away to visit friend for a week, could she
come and help out with the kids. Thomas knew his Mother
would jump at the chance. With all bases covered,
Thomas waited for the appointed day.
On Sunday afternoon Thomas told Tracy he wanted to show
her a bigger house and that "Mom" would watch the kids.
Thomas knew the thought of a bigger house would spark
Tracy's interest. When his Mother arrived, Thomas and
Tracy left. Thomas looked over at Tracy.
She was dressed very conservatively in a pair of slacks
and thick sweater. Her long hair was pulled back into a
loose ponytail. Thomas felt his cock jump to life at
the thought of Tracy being a slut. He already wired the
two thousand dollars as instructed and now set out to
deliver Tracy. As they drove far out into the country,
Tracy never said a word.
"Is this it," Tracy said with excitement as Thomas
pulled into the long driveway leading up to the
mansion.
Thomas glanced at his watch, 4 pm exactly, just as he
was told. Thomas saw the large man waiting in front of
the house as the car came to a stop. He was at least 6
feet 4 inches tall with massive hands. He was dressed
in all black and wore black boots, behind him stood two
women dressed similarly.
"Do these people owe the house?" Tracy asked when
Thomas stopped the car.
As Tracy stepped out of the car, the man quickly
reached and snapped something around her neck. Tracy
slapped at his hands.
"What do you think you're doing," Tracy asked.
Thomas started the car as per the instructions he
received. He started to pull away as Tracy fell to the
ground in obvious discomfort. A pane of guilt entered
his thoughts until he saw in the rearview mirror that
Tracy was removing her clothes. Thomas smiled with
satisfaction at his plans.
"Now, Slut, I will only ask you once more," the man
barked at Tracy, "remove your clothes."
Tracy stared at him with fire in her eyes. She turned
to try and get back in the car just as Thomas pulled
away. Suddenly Tracy felt sharp pains in her neck that
travel through her entire body. Tracy dropped to one
knee just as the pain stopped. She pulled at the collar
without success and another pain shot through her.
"Please, stop it, stop it," Tracy begged but the large
man just stared down at her and spoke one word,
"Strip."
The pain stopped and Tracy stood up and started
removing her sweater and laid it on the ground, then
her pants. Tracy placed her folded arms over her bra-
clad breasts as she stood before the three in just
panties and bra.
"Everything," the man ordered and Tracy felt the hint
of a shock in the collar, just a reminder.
Tracy reluctantly removed her bra and panties and stood
trying to cover her breasts and cunt with her hands
against the gazes to her three tormentors.
"Allow me to introduce Mistress Samantha and Mistress
Michele, you will just call them Mistress, and I am
'Master," the man said in a calm voice, "now lower your
hands to your side."
"I will not, this is rape, and kidnapping, you'll,
aaahhhhh," Tracy screamed as she felt the sharp pain of
electricity in her neck again. Instantly her hands with
to the collar and tried to pull it off without luck.
Mistress Samantha and Mistress Michele quickly moved
beside Tracy and pulled her hands behind her back and
locked steel handcuffs around them.
"Ah, now, that's better," the man spoke. The two women
joined him again.
"Let me explain," the man started, "you are to be
trained as a submissive slut, your husband has paid me
well and you will be trained or you will experience
pain. From this moment on your mouth, your tits, your
ass, your cunt, and your pleasure belong to me. You
will not cum unless I tell you to, you will not speak
unless I give permission, you will be fucked in every
hole, you will learn to suck cock, lick pussy, and
service men and women without hesitation. Do you
understand?"
"You can't get away with this," Tracy protested and
struggled against the handcuffs.
"Bend her over," the man said to the two women, "the
only response is 'Yes, Master.'
Tracy fought against the two women as they bent her at
the waist and held her in position. Samantha wrapped
her arm around Tracy in a headlock with Michele doing
the same around Tracy's abdomen. Tracy found she could
only move a few inches. She watched as the man called
"Master" walked behind her. Tracy never expected what
happened next.
Smack, Smack, the sound echoed as the man brought the
palm of his hand across Tracy's firm ass. Smackkk,
smackkk, harder the man struck Tracy's ass. Tracy
squirmed and tried to move from the blows.
"Do you understand?" the man was asked then spank
Tracy's ass harder with several swats.
Tracy bit her lower lip trying not to respond. But her
ass was on fire from the blows of the man's large
hands. Tracy's eyes filled with tears as another blow
from his hand struck her ass just above her cunt.
Strangely, Tracy also felt a surge of sexual excitement
as each blow landed. The thought of being naked, held
by two women and being spanked outside was perversely
exciting. Tracy shook the thoughts from her head and
decided to submit this time.
"Yes, Master," Tracy blurted out and the spanking
stopped but the two women continued to hold her.
Tracy jumped as she felt two thick long fingers
inserted into her cunt.
"The slut is soaking wet," Master said to the two
women, "and her clit is hard. You are name
appropriately aren't you Slut?"
It was true. Tracy could feel the tingles in her cunt
when Master stuck his fingers inside her. When he
touched her clit Tracy thought she would have an orgasm
right then. She was thankful he did not rub her clit.
"Yes Master,"
"Good, you are learning," Master complimented her. The
compliment caused Tracy to fill with a little pride.
"Release her."
Tracy stood up. Master told her to look at his ass. At
first Tracy did not understand, but realized that the
man considered Tracy's ass to belong to him. Tracy
strained to look back at her ass and gasped as she saw
how red her well-defined ass cheeks were.
"Stand up straight," Master order. Tracy stood very
straight and her 36C tits jutted out, nipples hard from
the spanking she received.
Master spoke to Samantha and Michele. "Prepare her,
shave that cunt and ass, fit her with handcuffs and
nipple rings, non-piercing, and get a leash for her
collar. Bathe her and make my holes ready to be fucked
tonight"
Samantha produced a chain lease and attached it to
Tracy's collar and pulled Tracy behind her into the
mansion. Tracy was led into a large room with a
physician's exam table. There Samantha and Michele
directed Tracy to lay on her back and place her feet in
the stirrups. Tracy hesitated for just a moment and
immediately felt the sharp pains in her collar.
"You will be punished for your hesitation," Samantha
told Tracy and pulled Tracy over to where Michele sat
in a chair. Tracy was forced to lie across Michele's
legs and endure a second spanking in less than half an
hour. With her ass still smarting from the first
spanking, Tracy was quickly crying as Michele expertly
slapped Tracy's ass with her open hand.
After only three or four licks Tracy's cries turned to
moans as her orgasm started. Michele realized that
Tracy was cumming and immediately stopped spanking her
and making Tracy stand. She was forced to walk over to
the table and lie down even while she was having her
intense orgasm.
Tracy could not remember the last time she experienced
an orgasm and being forced to walk during it was more
than she could stand. Tracy slumped onto the floor only
to be jerked to her feet and forced down on her back on
the table, legs pulled up into the stirrups.
Samantha lathered Tracy's cunt and ass and quickly
shaved her clean. Next Michele applied hot wax to
Tracy's cunt and ass. Tracy felt the burning on her
skin from the wax. She was still trying to recover from
her orgasm when the women finished. Samantha walked
over to a table and picked up two objects. Tracy looked
and saw that they were vibrators shaped like a penis.
They were at least nine inches long and two inches
thick. Tracy knew where they would put one of them but
was unsure about the other.
Samantha handed the first vibrator to Michele. Tracy
braced herself as Michele pushed into in Tracy's cunt.
Tracy was thankful she was so well lubricated as she
tried to relax to accommodate the size. Michele fucked
the vibrator in and out of Tracy's cunt twice then
removed it. Tracy jumped when she felt the tip of the
vibrator at her asshole. Tracy never allowed anyone to
touch her asshole, she thought it was disgusting. Tracy
uttered the slightest protest and Michele stopped. At
first Tracy was thankful until the barrage of words
assaulted her ears.
"Slut, you have been warned and we have been patient,
but this is the last straw," Samantha screamed and
jerked Tracy to her feet and led her to a wall that had
manacles hanging from chains. Tracy continued to
protest as Michele unhooked Tracy's handcuffs and
placed her wrist in one of each. Samantha hit a switch
and Tracy felt her arms pulled above her head and her
body lifted off the floor until her toes barely
touched.
"You will learn not to speak unless spoken to, do you
understand," Samantha said as she stood directly in
front of Tracy.
Tracy did not respond and Samantha nodded at Michele
who produced two painful looking clamps. Each clamp was
about one inch in size with rows of sharp teeth on top
and bottom. Tracy screamed as Michele opened the clamp
and placed it over Tracy's right nipple and released
it. Michele repeated the process of the Tracy's left
nipple.
Tracy frantically looked down thinking her nipples were
cut in two. But the clamps only dug into the tender
flesh of her nipples and Tracy was shocked to see no
blood. The pain in Tracy's nipples was intense, but she
refused to submit to the two women. Michele was an
expert. She waited until Tracy's nipples grew use to
the clamps then applied the weights to the ends of each
one.
This produced any more pain in Tracy's nipples as the
weight pulled at the clamps dragging her nipples
downward and causing the teeth to grab harder. Samantha
grabbed Tracy by the hair and pulled her head back.
"Now, do you understand or shall Michele add another
weight," Samantha asked Tracy.
Tracy did not know what they wanted her to say and just
nodded her head. Michele immediately applied more
weights causing Tracy to start begging to be released.
"Do you understand?" Samantha asked again.
Tracy shook her head frantically up and down to
indicate she understood and watched in horror as
Michele placed two more weights onto the clamps.
Tracy's tits were now pulled almost down to her waist
and her nipples were a purplish color. Tracy's cries
were now wails as she ran through her mind searching
for the proper response. Finally, as Michele started to
add more weights, Tracy blurted out her answer.
"Yes, Mistress, yes Mistress, yes Mistress," Tracy
repeated.
Michele removed the weights but left the clamps on
Tracy's nipples. After the weights, Tracy could barely
feel the clamps. Samantha lowered Tracy and the
manacles were released. As Tracy was led back toward
the table, Master entered the room.
"Is she ready yet," Master asked.
Samantha explained that there were problems and Master
shook his head in disappointment as he saw the two
vibrators lying on the table.
"Come here," he ordered Tracy.
Strangely, Tracy could not control her immediate
obedience to his word. She stood in front of him.
"When you come in front of me from now on, you will get
on your knees, jut my breasts out, place your hands
behind your back and bow your head. Now do it." Master
ordered.
Tracy dropped to her knees and positioned herself as
ordered.
"I see you have required disciplined," Master said and
flipped the clamps attached to Tracy's nipples. "Will
you take the vibrators now."
"Yes, Master," Tracy responded as if in a daze.
"Good, now stand, bend over and place your hands flat
on the floor," Master ordered.
Tracy could not believe her humiliation as she assumed
the position as she was told. She felt Master's large
hands pulling her asscheeks apart and the vibrator at
the entrance of her ass. With little concern for her,
Master shoved the vibrator into Tracy's asshole. Tracy
shut her eyes tight and tried not to make a sound.
"You may scream," Master said as he shoved the vibrator
all the eye inside Tracy's ass till just the tip stuck
out.
Tracy did not scream, but she did groan with the pain
in her ass as her rectum was stretched wide. Next,
Master pushed the other vibrator into Tracy's cunt.
"Slut is so wet this one easily slides in," Master
commented to Samantha and Michele.
When two huge vibrators in her ass and cunt Tracy never
felt so full. Her nipples ached and her clit was hard
and long from all the stimulation. When Master turned
the two vibrators to high, Tracy jumped.
"You are not to have an orgasm," Master ordered, "if
you do, I will give you to the male servants for the
night and that would not be a pleasant place to be. Now
stand up."
Tracy stood up as the sweat started to bead on her
upper lip. She closed her eyes and shifted from foot to
foot trying not to cum.
"What a slut you are," Master commented, "I will enjoy
fucking you. Your husband could have saved his money,
you were already a slut, you just needed to be brought
out of your shell."
Tracy tried to shut out his words but knew it was true.
The prudish, snob act was just that, an act. Tracy did
not want anyone to know that deep down inside, she
longed to be a slut. Thomas just never realized she
wanted him to treat her as such.
"Noooooooooo," Tracy screamed as the orgasm started.
"Pity," the Master said, "give her to the servants."
Tracy lost her self and grabbed the vibrator in her
cunt and started fucking herself with it. Samantha and
Michele stood and watch as Tracy stood, legs spread,
fucking herself in front of them. Tracy was not even
aware that they were present, or she did not care. Her
orgasm felt so good, such a release and Tracy moaned in
disappointment as it subsided.
"Come on slut, to the servants for the night," Samantha
pulled on Tracy's leash.
Tracy pulled on the leash with her hand trying to keep
up and not fall. The vibrators in her ass and cunt
continued to hum wringing another orgasm from Tracy
before they reached the hallway.
"You are nothing but a disgusting Slut," Michele said
as she walked behind Tracy.
Tracy was led through the mansion naked with the
vibrators sticking out of her cunt and ass humming
away. As her last orgasm subsided and Tracy regained
her senses, she realized that there were other men and
women in the house. Tracy was led past them and they
paid little attention to her. Samantha led Tracy down
some stairs into another larger room that contained
several rolls of beds.
"This is the male servants quarters," Samantha said
matter-of-factly, "an you will stay here for the
night."
Samantha led Tracy to a padded sawhorse and pushed her
over it. Michele secured Tracy's wrist to the legs of
the sawhorse while Samantha pulled Tracy's legs wide
and tied her ankles to the other legs. Tracy was tied,
spread-eagle, bent over the sawhorse. She looked
pleadingly at Samantha and Michele.
"I won't do it again, I promise," Tracy started,
"please Mistress."
Tracy was silenced with a ball-gag in her mouth.
Samantha removed the two vibrators and informed Tracy
that the male servants would probably fuck the Master's
ass, cunt, and mouth until Tracy could not cum anymore.
She told Tracy she would return for her in the morning.
Tracy heard the door shut.
Tracy tested the bonds holding her wrists and ankles
and found them to be secure. She was not sure how long
it was before she heard the door opening and male
voices.
"Looky here, a gift from the Master," Tracy heard
someone say. Suddenly the room as filled with boys and
men of all ages, sizes, and colors. Tracy was shaking
her head no as she felt the first cock shoved into the
Master's cunt. Someone removed the clamps from her
nipples causing needles of pain as the blood return.
Before Tracy could adjust, a mouth enclosed her breasts
and started sucking. Tracy felt the person in her cunt
tense then the warm semen bathe the walls of the
Master's cunt. When that cock was removed, another
replace it and Tracy started to cum again. Tracy spent
the night being fucked in every hole.
Before that night, she never swallowed cum but the men
removed her gag and Tracy was forced to suck off at
least thirty men. Tracy experienced so many orgasm she
quit counting. Tracy's only partner was Thomas and now
white, blacks, and Hispanics fucked her.
By morning, the Master's ass and cunt were so full of
cum and so stretched that Tracy could not fill any
friction as she was fucked. Samantha and Michele were
right, as Tracy continued to be fucked into the
morning, she did not experience any more orgasm. Tracy
was reduced to just holes to be fucked deriving no
pleasure for herself. Finally, Tracy passed out as
another cock pumped in and out of the Master's ass.
When Tracy awoke the room was empty. Her joints ached
and her jaws were sore. Tracy could feel drops of cum
leaking from the Master's ass and cunt. She prayed that
Samantha and Michele would retrieve her soon and clean
her before the Master saw her. Her prayers were
answered as within moments Samantha and Michele
returned.
"Did you have a good night," Samantha asked.
"Yes, Mistress," Tracy responded and lowered her eyes.
Tracy had reached the first level of training. She was
now submissive and would do anything she was told to
do. Michele and Samantha released Tracy and ordered her
not to let the cum drip on the floor. Tracy was forced
to walk behind the two women with her hands covering
the Master's ass and cunt collecting the cum as it
dripped out.
Samantha and Michele led Tracy to a large room that
contained an oversized tub. Tracy was helped into the
hot water and it felt good on her sore joints as she
lowered herself down.
"Clean up well, Slut, your training needs to continue,"
Michele ordered as she and Samantha left the room.
Tracy slumped into the tub and placed her head against
the cool porcelain. Within seconds she was fast asleep,
a small smile across her lips and she anticipated the
pleasures of more training.
***
Tracy felt the warm water wash over her body as she
settled into the tub. Her cunt and ass were very sore for
the repeated abuse from the male servants. Tracy burped
un-lady-like and grimaced at the putrid taste of sperm in
her mouth.
She lightly stroked her 36C breasts and let her fingers
play across her sore, swollen nipples. Just the light
touch from her own fingers caused shards of pain to shoot
through Tracy's breasts. Tracy laid her head back against
the cool porcelain of the tub and quickly drifted off to
sleep.
The shouting of the word "Slut" abruptly awakened Tracy.
Tracy shook her head trying to clear the nightmare from
her mind when she saw Mistress Samantha and Mistress
Michele standing beside the tub.
"Stand, Slut," Samantha commanded.
Tracy did not hesitate and immediately stood still trying
to clear her head. Tracy was unsure how long she was
asleep, but Mistress Samantha and Mistress Michele did
not look pleased. Tracy glanced down and saw the leash in
Mistress Michele's hand. Tracy slowly climbed from the
tub and felt the slap on her wet ass from Mistress
Samantha's palm. Tracy yelped just as Mistress Michele
snapped the leash to Tracy's collar.
"Come on, Slut, I am not going to have the Master
displeased with me because you are not shaved," Mistress
Michele growled.
Tracy was led from the bathroom through the halls and
back to the room where she started. This Mistress Michele
never said a word. When Tracy saw the exam table she
immediately lay down upon and placed her feet in the
stirrups. Mistress Michele roughly spread Tracy's legs
while Mistress Samantha retrieved the same two vibrators.
Mistress Samantha inserted one into Tracy's cunt and the
other in Tracy's ass. Being significantly stretched by
the servants, Tracy felt no discomfort this time from the
intrusions. Suddenly Tracy felt the vibrations in her ass
and cunt and realized Mistress Samantha must have turned
the vibrators to high.
"The Master wants you in the line up tonight, so you best
not cum," Mistress Samantha ordered.
Tracy groaned as the intensity of the vibrators spread
through her body. With her legs spread in such a fashion
and the oversized vibrator stuffed into her cunt, Tracy's
clit stood out prominently between her labia. To further
torment Tracy, Mistress Michele bent down between Tracy's
spread legs and touched her tongue to Tracy's clit.
Tracy bit her lower lip fighting not to cum as Mistress
Michele's tongue worked up, down, and around Tracy's
clit. Tracy's cunt walls contracted down on the vibrator,
as Mistress Michele did not give Tracy any relief.
Mistress Samantha stood directly over Tracy watching her
breathing.
About every thirty seconds, Mistress Samantha would reach
up and pinch one of Tracy's nipples for a few seconds
then release it. Mistress Samantha would admonish Tracy
not to cum or she would be punished.
Tears streamed down Tracy's face as she fought the
overwhelming sexual frenzy coursing through her body.
Tracy was on the verge of a massive orgasm as she felt
her hips moving upward to force Mistress Michele to apply
more pressure with her tongue to Tracy's clit. Mistress
Samantha was now sucking Tracy's tits alternating between
the two. Tracy's 36C tits were swollen with excitement.
As Mistress Samantha sucked and pulled at Tracy's
nipples, they double in size. Tracy knew that the two
women enjoyed punishing her and they were doing
everything possible to make Tracy cum. Tracy sighed
deeply and tried to stop her hip movement. Suddenly,
Tracy felt Mistress Michele's lips encircle her clit.
Tracy's mouth opened slightly as her respirations
increased dramatically. Mistress Michele gently sucked on
Tracy's clit and it was more than Tracy could possibly
stand.
"Please don't," Tracy begged in a whisper.
"Ask properly," Mistress Samantha rose up from one of
Tracy's tits and said.
Tracy was now seeing what was wanted and responded,
"Mistress, please don't, I will cum," Tracy moaned.
"What are you?" Mistress Samantha asked.
"I am a Slut," Tracy groaned in response, "please,
please, I am going to cum, please Mistress stop."
"Whose Slut are you?" she asked.
"Master's Slut," Tracy responded rapidly her breathing
how coming in gasps as Mistress Michele pulled harder on
Tracy's clit.
"What of yours belongs to the Master? Mistress Samantha
said methodically.
Tracy was hyperventilating now. Her clit was massively
engorged and so sensitive from the sucking that Tracy was
bucking her hips on the exam table.
"Mistress, please, my ass, my pussy, my tits, my mouth,
and my pleasure, are the Master's," Tracy screamed.
All of a sudden Mistress Michele stopped. Mistress
Samantha rose up and they both stood on each side of
Tracy. Tracy's body was covered in sweat and she fought
to suppress the sexual frenzy was experiencing. The
vibrators continued to hum and Tracy was losing the
battle.
"Think the Slut can lick pussy," Mistress Michele
wondered aloud, "I am so hot I need some release."
Mistress Samantha nodded and turned off both vibrators as
Mistress Michele unsnapped the leather teddy and exposed
her bare pussy.
"Thank you, Mist...." Mistress Michele planting her wet
cunt onto Tracy's mouth cut off Tracy's words and
Mistress Samantha pulled the vibrators from Tracy's
holes.
"Now, I need to cum," Mistress Michele ordered and
wrapped her fingers into Tracy's hair and pulled her face
harder into her cunt.
Tracy's sexual experiences did not include women and she
was unsure of what to do so she mimicked Mistress
Michele's tongue work. Tracy easily found Mistress's
Michele's clit and drew it into her mouth and sucked
gently. Tracy swelled with prided as Mistress Michele
commented on Tracy's excellent technique.
Tracy continued to bathe Mistress Michele's clit with her
tongue, occasionally sucking hard and gently nibbling her
clit. Within moments Tracy felt a spray of liquid wash
over her face. Mistress Michele ground her cunt into
Tracy's face as her orgasm came upon her suddenly and
without warning. Tracy lapped at Mistress Michele's clit
only her tormentor pulled Tracy's head away.
"What a great little cunt-eating Slut," Mistress Michele
praised Tracy, "I may asked the Master to get her for
myself."
"We only have a hour before the line up, we need to get
her ready," Mistress Samantha reminded Michele.
Tracy was bathed again and perfume applied to her body.
She received a very fragrant douche and enema thoroughly
cleansing both of Tracy's cavities. The entire time Tracy
was nude, collar in place and attached to a lease. Men
and women attend to her. Tracy noticed that the men were
all devoid of any body hair and their cocks were erect
and bound, so they couldn't be used for any sexual
pleasure.
The men and women never spoke. Occasionally one of the
men or women would slip a finger or two into Tracy's cunt
and finger-fuck her for a moment, but otherwise Tracy was
treated very well. Her hair was pulled back into a tight
ponytail and red lipstick applied before Mistress Michele
retrieved Tracy.
Once cleaned, Tracy was led by Mistress Michele pulling
her leash down a long corridor into a large open room
where there were at least five other naked women. Each
looked similarly to Tracy, cunts and ass shaved bare and
a Mistress standing behind them. Mistress Michele pointed
to a circle on the floor. Tracy immediately fell onto her
knees and placed her hands out, palms up and bowed her
head, totally submitting. She stay like that for several
minutes, then heard a door open and heavy footsteps.
"I need just one," the Master said.
Tracy recognized the voice of the man she met when first
arriving. Tracy's heart rate increased at the
anticipation of being picked. She wanted so much to
please this man and her Mistress. Tracy knew that she was
being trained by Mistress Michele for the Master and
basically belongs to her at present. Tracy saw the black
boots come into view of her bowed head. Tracy held her
breath as the large hand touched her chin and raised her
gaze upward.
Master was as Tracy remembered, a big man, at least 6
feet, 4 inches. He wore all black with a long, black
coat. Tracy could see that his thick mustache was colored
salt and pepper indicating a man of experience. Tracy
tried not to stare at the Master, but her curiosity was
too much and she looked directly into his deep green
eyes.
Tracy's mind was spinning. Less than 48 hours ago she was
at home with Thomas never being with another man. Now
Tracy could feel her pussy juices flowing at the thought
of Master picking her.
"Rise," he ordered.
Tracy stood up and now looked directly into the center of
Master's chest as he and Mistress Michele talked about
her.
"Is she what we thought?" Master asked. Mistress Michele
responded that Tracy was indeed a Slut as suspected.
"However, this is the one that spent the night with the
servants," Mistress Michele reminded Master.
"Ah yes, the one that cums at the drop of a hat. Is she
any better? Did they stretch her?" he asked.
Tracy's face was beet red from embarrassment as the two
continued to talk about her. Mistress Michele emphasized
that Tracy was perfect for fucking in the ass, tight, and
basically virgin even after the servants. Michele also
pointed out that at five feet and the long hair pulled
into a ponytail, Tracy was already practically a "pony
girl." Tracy was unsure of what a "pony girl" was, but
realized very quickly that Mistress Michele was "selling"
Tracy's attributes to the Master in order for Tracy to be
picked.
"Well, let's see," the Master said and reached between
Tracy's legs.
Tracy immediately spread her legs very wide.
"Well, very little training required for a real Slut."
Master laughed and inserted two fingers into Tracy's
well-lubricated cunt.
"She just needs to be spanked occasionally," Mistress
Michele countered.
Master buried a third finger deep into Tracy's pussy. He
then opened and closed those fingers stretching Tracy
further. At the same time, he used his thumb to massage
Tracy's clit. Tracy only just recovered from the
attention Mistress Michele gave her clit with her mouth
and the fingering of her attendants. The Master was now
obviously trying to see whether Tracy would cum again.
Beads of sweat appeared on Tracy's upper lip as the
Master continued to finger-fuck her cunt and massage her
clit.
"I would like for this clit to stick out further," he
commented to Mistress Michele, "perhaps a weight."
This elicited a low groan from Tracy's lips.
"I think she wants to cum," Master commented. "Do you
wish to cum, Slut?"
Tracy kept her head down and contracted her thighs
fighting the orgasm.
"Answer the Master," Mistress Michele ordered.
"Yes, Master, please, I want to cum," Tracy whispered.
"Very well then, cum," Master said matter-of-factly and
removed his fingers as Tracy moaned and groan through a
powerful orgasm that seemed to go on forever.
Tracy was so lost in her orgasm she never heard the
Master choose her. Mistress Michele slapped Tracy's ass
twice causing her orgasm to crescendo again. Mistress
Michele grabbed the leash and followed Master pulling a
wobbly Tracy behind her.
Tracy saw that they entered another room. Inside there
were several vibrators on a table of enormous size. In
addition, there were manacles, whips, and other devices
of pain and pleasure scattered around the room. In the
center on the room seated in an oversized chair was
Master.
"Pleasure him," Mistress Michele commanded, "and he will
reward you."
Mistress Michele removed the leash and Tracy quickly
moved to the front of the chair and knelt between
Master's legs. Tracy heard Mistress Michele leave and she
did not require any additional training to know what to
do.
Tracy unzipped Master's pants and reached inside grasping
the largest cock Tracy ever felt and pulling it from
outside. Master's cock was at least 12 inches long and
four inches thick. Tracy wasted no time surrounded the
end with her lips and bobbing her head up and down. She
occasionally would perform oral sex on Thomas and knew
how to get Thomas off so she attempted those same
techniques with the Master.
While Tracy's head bobbed up and down on Master's cock,
the Master reached beneath Tracy's chest and massaged her
tits. He pulled at Tracy's nipples, pulling them toward
the ground until Tracy's tits were extended almost to her
waist. The pain in Tracy's breast also brought tinges of
pleasure and Tracy sucked with such enthusiasm, her
slurping was audible outside the doors of the room.
Just when Tracy thought the Master was going to give her
his seed in her mouth, he stopped her and forced her to
lean over his legs. Tracy could feel his massive, erect
cock pressing against her stomach as he bent her over his
thighs as if to break Tracy like a stick.
"I am going to spank your ass until you cum, while you
are cumming, you will mount my cock with your ass."
Master commanded deftly.
With those words ending, Tracy felt the first swat on her
asscheeks from his huge hand. One, two, three, four
smacks, all with the same intensity and timing; and all
very hard. Tracy's ass was soon on fire and the color of
a red apple. Tracy moved from tears to wiggling her ass
in anticipation of each swat. Between blows, the flesh of
Tracy's ass trembled in anticipation.
At the twentieth blow, Tracy started shaking her head as
another orgasm carried her to unknown heights of
pleasure. In the throngs of her orgasm, Tracy almost
forgot her orders and rapidly straddled the Master and
lowered herself down.
"I said your ass," Master said with disgust as Tracy
lowered her cunt onto his massive cock feeling every
inch.
"Just some lubricant, please, Master," Tracy begged
breathlessly and he nodded.
Two strokes and Master's cock was glistening with Tracy's
juices. Tracy grabbed the massive rod and lined it
against her puckered, hole. Other than the servants,
Tracy never allowed anyone to fuck her ass. She slowly
lowered herself and felt the tight anal sphincter give
way to the Master's cock.
The Master was impatient and placed his hands on Tracy's
hips and forced her down onto his cock in one motion.
Tracy wailed in a mixture of pleasure and pain. Her
orgasm from the spanking was just starting to subside
with Master forced her down onto his cock.
This caused Tracy's orgasm to flow again, like a Roman
candle shooting off inside her pussy. Tracy bounced and
twisted on Master's cock. Every nerve ending in Tracy's
ass was feeling the pleasure of this giant rod assaulting
her anal opening. Tracy would rise up until just the tip
of Master's cock was still inside her ass, then drop
herself back down.
Tracy fucked the Master with her ass for almost thirty
minutes. She was covered in her sweat and her hair was
soaked. While Tracy fucked him, Master sucked her tits
and toyed with her clit. Tracy experienced at least four
more orgasms with the fifth starting when the Master
picked her up into the air and forced her onto her back.
Master pounded Tracy's ass with a fury, tensed, and then
shot his load deep into her colon. Master continued to
pump Tracy's ass for ten minutes after his orgasm
bringing Tracy to the verge of unconsciousness. Finally
he removed his still erect rod from her ass.
"No one has ever made me cum the first time I fucked
them," Master said, obviously a little winded. "You are
now my favorite slave slut."
Tracy still laid on her back on the floor, cum leaking
from her ass. Master walked over to the table and
returned with a small medallion that read "Property of
the Master." He attached the medallion to Tracy's collar.
"I have chosen you," and reach and pulled a cord hanging
from the ceiling.
Within moments, Mistress Michele returned and saw the
medallion and smiled at Tracy. Tracy still was lying on
the floor, exhausted from her orgasm. When she saw
Mistress Michele, Tracy struggled to her kneeling
position, palms upward, head bowed. In that position, the
cum flowed freely onto the floor from Tracy's gaping
asshole.
"Clean the Slut, bring her to me dressed for an evening
out in four hours," Master ordered Mistress Michele.
Mistress Michele started to attach the leash.
"She won't need that will you Slut?" Master asked in a
statement rather than a question.
"No, Master, I will obey," Tracy said with a whisper and
walked behind Mistress Michele.
As Mistress Michele led Tracy back to the bath, Tracy
sighed heavily with the aftershocks of her orgasm. Tracy
knew she was a Slut, and now she was filled with pride
that the Master chose her. Tracy forgot all about Thomas.
However, Thomas was due to return in two or three days.
As Tracy was taken by servants to be cleansed and
dressed, Mistress Michele wondered what Thomas would say
when he found his wife now belong to Master...
***
Tracy was again pampered, bathed, and provided with
perfume. Two women spent almost an hour just applying
makeup to her face and fixing her hair into a tight
ponytail. Once they were done, another woman came in and
handed her some clothes. The clothes consisted of a
black, lace bra, black thongs, thigh-hi stockings, black
high-heels with ankle straps, mid-thigh length black
skirt and a loose fitting white wrap around blouse. Then
she was left alone to dress.
After dressing, Tracy viewed herself in the mirror. She
looked great. At only 5 feet, the short skirt and loose
fitting white wrap around blouse showed off her ass and
36C breasts. Tracy hoped Master would be pleased. Tracy
reached up and stroked her collar as she waited.
Once dressed, Mistress Michele who explained what the
evening would be like joined Tracy.
"Master will test you to see if you truly know your place
as a slave slut," Michele admonished. "If you fail, I
will be punished... then I will punish you."
With those words Tracy was led back to the Master's
living room. Once there, she only waited a few moments
until Master arrived, dressed the same, all black. Master
never spoke; he walked by Tracy and out of the room.
Tracy followed behind him as Master walked though the
house, outside and to a club next door. Tracy figured
that they must be in back of the house since she never
saw the club when she arrived.
Inside the club, Tracy stood at Master's side. Tracy
could see that it was a "gentlemen's" club, or an up-
scale strip club. Tracy surmised that it must be a very
exclusive strip club, as the men all appeared to be well
dressed. Tracy glanced to the stage where a girl, no more
than 20 danced seductively in only a thong. Her tits were
small, but firm and her ass was the same. She was 33 and
felt self-conscious at the young girl's appearance as she
stripped.
As the girl left the stage, Master took Tracy by the arm
and pointed at the stage. She realized he wanted her to
go on stage and strip. Tracy remembered Mistress
Michele's words and slowly climbed onto the stage and
straightened her skirt as the music started. Because of
the bright lights, she could not see the crowd. She was
very nervous but found herself pushing her chest forward
to display her tits.
Thomas always told her that was her best feature. As the
music started, Tracy slowly unwrapped her blouse and
unbuttoned the front. As she pulled off the blouse, she
squeezed her tits together and cupped each breasts with
her hands. She could not see the Master because of the
lights, but hoped this was pleasing him.
Next, Tracy turned around so that her ass was facing the
crowd and slowly lowered the zipper on the back of the
skirt. She could hear the applause and hollers as she
teased the men. She shifted her hips left and right until
the skirt feel to the floor.
Tracy leaned over at the waist, keeping her legs straight
and removed the skirt from both legs. She looked back
over her shoulder and thought she saw Master talking with
two or three men in the corner and watching her. This
excited Tracy and she straightened up and turned to face
the crowd.
She waited, teasing the men as they yelled to see her
tits. She reached behind her and unclipped the clasp
holding the bra up. She cupped both breasts with her
hands and jiggled them about a little with the bra still
covering them. The club was in a fury to see her tits.
Tracy felt her pussy growing wet as she let the bra fall
to the ground. She tweaked both her nipples causing them
to sting with pleasure as the applause grew. The music
ended and she gathered her clothes and saw the Master
motioning her to join him. She realized she would not be
allowed to dress.
When she joined Master he was standing with four men, two
black, two white. As Tracy approached she heard Master
mentioned something about a "private" show. She started
to cover her breasts as she slowly approached the five
men. Her Master gave her a stern stare and Tracy dropped
her hands and her head.
It had been a week and as she approached Tracy tried to
reason why she would subject herself to the Master. With
each step, her firm tits bounced and as she thought about
resisting, she could feel the wetness against her thighs
as her cunt lips swelled in anticipation. She could not
resist the lust she saw in the four strangers eyes.
However, Master still looked upset...
Thomas parked the car in front of the mansion and was
surprised there was no one outside. It had been a week
and it was now time to retrieve his wife Tracy. Thomas
hoped that this Master did his job well and she was now a
submissive slut who would do anything Thomas told her.
Thomas knocked hard on the large door and a female voice
beckoned him inside.
"I'm here for Tracy," Thomas stuttered out.
Thomas stared directly at Michele and Samantha. Both wore
only a small, leather teddy that was cut to expose their
ample breasts and shaved cunts. Thomas noticed the women
wore high heels with ankle straps and each was wearing a
collar studded with diamonds. Michele was the most
striking with breasts that were at least a size 42D.
Thomas felt the bulge in his pants growing, straining at
the zipper as Michele and Samantha both approached.
"What's your hurry," Michele cooed directly into Thomas'
ear.
Thomas swallowed hard and did not move as Samantha
unbuckled his pants and wormed her hand down inside his
underwear. She found his thick tool, hard, erect and
Thomas gasped and swallowed hard as Samantha wrapped her
hand around it. While Samantha slowly jacked off Thomas,
Michele opened his shirt and was tweaking his nipples.
Thomas gave in and turned planting his mouth directly
onto Michele's full, red lips. Samantha pushed his pants
and underwear down the floor and knelt down in front of
Thomas. As Samantha wrapped her lips around his cock,
Thomas moaned into Michele's mouth. Michele stripped off
Thomas's shirt and he willingly stepped out of his pants
and underwear.
Michele's hands were tantalizing Thomas in ways he never
imagined. One hand caressed his bare buttocks and probed
his anal opening while the other abused his nipples,
pinching and pulling. While doing all this, Michele's
tongue was exploring every crevice of Thomas's mouth.
Samantha's mouth now succeeded in making Thomas's cock
glisten with saliva. She used her hand to cupped his
balls and squeeze them gently. There was little
resistance in Thomas, as it had been over a week since he
fucked Tracy and the thought of having a submissive slut
do his bidding all week left him at a heightened state of
excitement. Samantha felt the cock throb and swell in her
mouth and looked up at Michele and winked giving her the
signal...
"So," Master directed at Tracy, "you were tempted to
cover your tits."
"Yes, Master," Tracy responded, "I'm sorry."
"This men are going to fuck you, right here, right now,"
Master ordered.
"No," Tracy said defiantly.
"That will cost you. You have not only disobeyed, but
have embarrassed me in front of my associates," Master
spat angrily.
With those words Tracy felt the pain in her neck from the
collar that she experienced the first day. Within seconds
she was on her hands and knees begging the Master to
stop. The pain subsided and she slumped to the floor.
Master said his goodbyes to his associates, apologizing
as they left. He reached down and roughly grabbed Tracy
by the arms lifting her up. Tracy's clothes were left on
the floor where she fell as Master pulled her through the
crowed, out of the building and back into his home.
"You think your husband cares, you think your husband
isn't doing the same things," Master demanded.
Tracy was sobbing and recalled how Thomas had left her
there. But Tracy was conflicted, she liked being fucked
in every hole, she liked playing the slut, why did she
refuse? Tracy tried to keep up and was terrified at the
punishment that awaited her.
Tracy was shocked when Master pulled her past the room
that was used to punish her before. Instead he shoved her
into a small, dark room that contained a window. she saw
Thomas standing in front of Samantha and Michele.
Tracy's mouth dropped open when she saw that Thomas was
essentially naked except for his shoes and Samantha was
devouring his cock. She looked closer at the pleasure
revealed in his eyes as Thomas continued the long, wet
kiss with Michele and her hands roamed his body. Tracy
turned toward the Master with tears in her eyes.
"Keep watching," Master ordered.
Thomas was gasping for breath; he was about to explode in
Samantha's mouth. Thomas could feel his cum swelling in
his balls and starting its run through his cock. Michele
worked her finger in and out of his ass providing more
stimuli. Suddenly, Thomas felt the tightening around his
cock and a sharp pain. He thought Samantha bit him and
jerked away, but the pain in his cock continued.
Thomas pulled his mouth from Michele's lips to protest
just as the pain became almost unbearable. Michele
quickly placed the collar around his neck and clamped it
shut. Thomas did not care as he grabbed his hard cock the
pain shot through his groin and into his ass.
Michele and Samantha stepped away and Thomas felt the
metal cage around his erect cock. He looked down and saw
the cause of his pain. There was a metal band clamped
tightly around the base of his dick. His pain was from
two directions, first, he was just about to cum and
second, now his erection would not go away.
"You bitches," Thomas screamed and lunged toward
Samantha.
The pain in his neck sent Thomas to the ground and the
two women quickly handcuffed his hands behind his back.
They removed his shoes and socks leaving Thomas naked and
helpless.
Tracy watched the entire events as if in a trace. Her
husband, without thought of her, was engaged sexually
with these two women who were strangers.
Suddenly Tracy was aware of her own situation, not much
different from Thomas. She was naked, with a similar
collar. In addition, she knew her pussy, mouth, and ass
had been fucked several times by men she did not even
know. Now she understood why the Master was so upset,
what difference would four more make.
"You see," Master spoke, "now, let's go and greet your
husband."
Tracy was pulled from the room where she had watched her
husband's capture and led into the foyer where the events
took place. Michele and Samantha were standing over
Thomas. He looked up and saw Master and Tracy.
"You bastard, I didn't ask for this," Thomas yelled
struggling to free his hands.
Calmly Master responded, "I know, but I decided to keep
this slut," nodding at Tracy, "and you would have never
allowed it, so I will have to make you into a slut also.
But first, let me show you what your wife has learned."
Michele and Samantha brought Tracy in front of Thomas who
was still lying on the floor. They instructed Tracy to
bend at the waist and prepare to be punished for her
refusal in the club. Without hesitating, Tracy bent at
the waist, her 36C tits about a foot from Thomas's face
and her eyes locked on to his.
Thomas watched as Master walked behind Tracy's bare ass
and drew back his hand. Tracy bit her lower lip and
Thomas flinched at the loud smack Master's opened hand
made on Tracy's bare ass. Smack, smack, smack, Master
spanked Tracy until tears were flowing from her eyes, not
from the pain, but from the enormous emotional conflict
she was facing.
Tracy so wanted to cum, but could not beg in front of her
husband; and if her orgasm came without permission,
Master would punish her in a worse way. Finally the
Master himself resolved her dilemma.
"Slut, you may cum," Master said matter-of-factly as he
smacked Tracy's ass again.
Tracy resisted through two more swats, then did not care
that Thomas was lying in front of her. Thomas watched, as
his wife became the slut he wanted. Tracy threw her head
back and groaned, spreading her legs and using a free
hand to vigorously rub her swollen clit. Master continued
to spank Tracy prolonging her orgasm. As her orgasm
subsided, Tracy tried to slow her respirations.
"Turn to the side and face Michele," Master ordered.
Tracy immediately turned so that Thomas was looking at
his naked wife's profile. He could see her swollen tits
and hard nipples, as Tracy appeared not to care that he
was there. Samantha brought a chair to Michele who sat
down and spread her legs wide. Thomas could see the pink
flesh between her cunt lips.
"Bend and pull your ass-cheeks apart," Master commanded
Tracy.
Tracy appeared to be in a trace to Thomas as she bent at
the waist and pulled her ass-cheeeks apart. Thomas could
see Tracy's puckered hole, red and slightly opened. The
hole Tracy never let Thomas near. Thomas's eyes grew big
as he watched Master remove his enormous tool and rest
the end at Tracy's hole.
"You can't" Thomas protested.
"I won't," Master responded, "she will."
With those words, Master ordered Tracy to fuck her own
ass with his cock. Tracy pushed herself back slowly
taking inch after inch into her ass. Thomas was
speechless as he helplessly watched his wife take this
man's cock up her ass without hesitation or protest.
When Tracy had engulfed the entire length of Master's
cock, she released her ass-cheeks and placed her hands on
each side of Michele hips. Tracy rocked back and forth on
her heels, fucking herself in the ass while Master
remained perfectly still hands on his hips looking in
disgust at Thomas.
"On, by the way," Master said nonchalantly, "pleasure
Michele while you fuck yourself."
Tracy buried her mouth in Michele's cunt lapping and
slurping at Michele's soft opening. Tracy quickly found
Michele's clit and took it into her mouth and sucked
gently. Tracy continued to rock slowly back and forth
taking Master's cock in and out of her ass.
"Samantha, since Thomas is such a pussy, let's start his
slut training now," Master started, "discipline him, then
fuck him."
Thomas started protesting and struggling anew. He cursed
at Master and tried to get Tracy to stop. Tracy was lost
in her pleasure, the slut Thomas wanted her to be.
"Gag her," Master said, but he was not referring to Tracy
and Thomas quickly realized that.
Samantha forced a rubber dick into Thomas's mouth and
secured it with a ban. Next, Thomas was placed on his
knees, face lying on the cool floor and ass sticking
straight up in the air.
"You wanted a slut for a wife, well, I think you both
will make great sluts," Master commented as Tracy
continued to slide her asshole back and forth on his
cock.
With those words, Samantha started spanking Thomas's ass
with her hand. Although a woman, Samantha knew how to
allow her open palm to land to cause the most pain.
Thomas soon was jumping with each swat, his ass on fire.
Tracy turned and watched her husband for a moment before
returning to Michele's cunt.
After several moments, Master told Samantha to stop and
fuck "her" now. Thomas thought he was going to get
relief. After all, someone else was fucking his pretty
slut wife. He could endure a spanking to fuck Samantha's
pussy. Thomas waited for her to release him. Since
Samantha was behind him, Thomas could not see her adjust
the strap-on cock and angle it at his asshole. Thomas
jumped and protested thought the cock-gag was Samantha
tried to force the dildo up Thomas's ass.
"He's too tight," Samantha pouted.
"Wet it in her cunt," Master said.
Samantha walked up and slid under Tracy. She easily
slipped the dildo into Tracy's sopping, wet cunt. Tracy
was now doubled-impaled with Master's cock in her ass and
the strap-on buried in her cunt. It was too much and
Tracy sucked hard on Michele's clit as she exploded in
another tremendous orgasm. Michele pulled Tracy's face
hard into her cunt as she started to cum from the tongue
bath.
As Tracy's orgasm ended, Samantha pulled the dildo from
her cunt. Thomas could see it was covered in his wife's
juices. Thomas tried to move away as Samantha walked
behind him again. This time, she experienced little
difficulty shoving the rubber tool two inches into
Thomas's ass.
Thomas wailed into his gag as Samantha thrust her hips
forward causing another two inches to go in. Samantha
stopped and Thomas tried to catch his breath. The pain in
his ass was like a hot poker going through him. With he
felt Samantha pull back he thought she was going to
remove the dildo. Instead, she slammed the remaining four
inches home.
Thomas bucked and jerked trying to dislodge the rubber
cock from his ass. Samantha lean over and rubbed her tits
all over his back and the wrapped her arms around his
chest to stay on. Thomas realized quickly that his
bucking was causing him to fuck himself and he tried to
remain still. Samantha then started pumping her hips in
and out, fucking Thomas in the ass.
Thomas looked up in pain at Tracy. Michele had left the
room leaving Tracy supporting herself with her hands on
the chair. Thomas could see the moisture all over his
wife's face. Thomas grunted with each thrust almost in
unison with his wife continuing to bounce on the cock in
her ass.
"I am going to cum now," Master announced, "turn around
and take me in your mouth."
Tracy rapidly slid off Master's cock, turned around, got
on her knees and took the entire length down her throat.
Thomas closed his eyes tightly to the scene of his wife
willingly deep-throating this man. Besides, he was
feeling funny tinges from the ass-fucking Samantha was
giving him.
Thomas had not notice Michele returning to the room.
Tracy and his own predicament were all Thomas was
thinking about. He watched in disgust as Master shoved
his hips forward, moaned a little, and Thomas's wife
gulped down Master's seed.
"Now watch," Master said to Tracy who sat onto the floor
and watched her husband being ass-fucked.
Thomas was pulled upward by Michele. Samantha stopped
fucking him for a moment while Michele released the band
and removed the cage around Thomas' throbbing cock. Then
both women forced Thomas to his feet with the dildo still
buried in his ass. Once standing, Thomas was walked over
to his wife. He stood directly over her and she could see
the humiliation and frustration in his eyes and hear his
muffled protests. Most surprising to Tracy however was
her husband's raging erection that pointed straight at
her.
"Okay, fuck "her" hard," Master ordered.
Samantha only pounded in and out of Thomas's ass a few
times before he shot his cum all over his beautiful
wife's face. Thomas could not believe he came. He fought
the orgasm, but the pain in his ass turned to this
incredible pleasure and he finally could not hold on.
Tracy's face was covered in cum. She could not believe
her husband came by being fucked in the ass.
As Thomas' orgasm subsided and the last few drops of cum
dripped from his now limp dick, Samantha removed the
dildo from his ass and removed it. Thomas slumped to his
knees in front of his wife. Tears formed in his eyes as
he tried to apologize. Tracy still sat on the floor, not
moving, face covered in cum.
"Take 'her,' shave 'her,' and get 'her' ready," Master
ordered. Michele and Samantha grabbed Thomas by the arms
and pulled him away.
"You," Master directed at Tracy, "you have some
unfinished business in the club."
Tracy remembered the four associated and stood up to
follow Master back to the club.
"May I clean up before I perform for Master?" Tracy asked
quietly.
"No, you look like the slut you are, besides, you will be
worse when they are done with you I am sure," Master
replied, without looking back at Tracy, "I hope you use
this opportunity to find favor with me."
Tracy realized she had been given an "opportunity." She
ventured one more question as they entered the club.
"What will be done with Thomas?" Tracy asked.
"He wanted a slut, he will be turned into a slut so he
can see what he asked of you. Do you object?" Master
replied.
Tracy thought for a moment and remembered how Thomas had
left her there a week earlier. She enjoyed her role as a
slut, she was born to play the role. However, Thomas did
basically "sell" her to Master. She was curious, what
will Thomas be like. The Master interrupted her thoughts.
"Once he is trained, I will sell him like he sold you to
me, he will learn what it is like to be a slut." Master
continued, "You will get to see him as long as you
continue to please me."
"Yes, Master," Tracy replied with a smile running across
her lips.
Thomas was taken away and shaved completely of his hair.
This included his head, eyebrows, balls, ass, legs, arms,
everywhere. He was forced to have repeated erections,
then not allowed to cum until he was always erected.
Master gave him to a black man named Delbert who trained
Thomas to be his slut. Thomas was repeatedly spanked and
fucked in the ass by different men, always black. Thomas
was taught how to suck cocks and was forced to swallow
every drop.
Delbert only allowed Thomas to be fucked by black men.
Delbert used chemicals on Thomas to make sure his hair
never grew back and injected him with hormones making his
breasts grow. Once his breasts were enlarged to about a
34C, Delbert pierced his nipples. Delbert only referred
to Thomas as "she" or "slut." Thomas was never allowed to
wear any clothes except women's.
After 24 hour, around the clock fuckings in his ass and
mouth for about two weeks, Thomas became quiet the slut.
When Delbert would send in one of his black friends,
Thomas was act just like a horny, slutty woman. Thomas
would kiss and stroke the man, play with his cock, get on
his knee and suck him or offer him his ass without
hesitation. Delbert was very pleased and it only took
about a month.
Tracy continued to be fucked in every hole by anyone the
Master chose. Eventually she became the Master's favorite
and only he would fuck her ass. He occasionally gave her
mouth and cunt to others, but her ass was his. Tracy's
orgasm became more intense as Master found new ways to
make her a slut.
He frequently took Tracy out in public with dresses so
short it barely covered her ass and sheer blouses and no
bra. Sometimes he would make Tracy just tease men, other
times, Tracy would have to suck them... but they never
were allowed to fuck her ass, only the Master.
After a month of training, Tracy's cunt was always
soaking wet with her juices, her nipples hard and she
would cum with the slightness stimulation. Tracy
especially liked to cum with a dildo in her cunt, the
Master's cock in her ass, and licking Michele.
Tracy was allowed to be at her home with the kids most of
the time. She was the prim and proper wife and school
mother during the week. On weekends, the kids went to
Grandparents and Tracy became Master's slut. The kids
asked about Thomas and Tracy contrived a story about him
working out of town.
After two months Tracy, mustered the courage to ask the
Master about Thomas. Master seemed surprised but
instructed Tracy to dress for the night and he would show
her. As always, Tracy dressed in a very short skirt, no
panties, slutty see through shirt with no bra, very high
heels with ankle straps and heavy makeup. Master took
Tracy into the large city near their town and arrived at
a seedy looking club. Delbert greeted Master and Tracy at
the door.
Inside, Tracy could see that it was a "gay" bar, but only
"gay" black men were in the bar. Delbert and Master
talked; Tracy felt perfectly safe since the men were all
"gay" they paid little attention to her. Delbert led
Master and Tracy to a small room with a two-way mirror.
"She's my best slut, makes about a thousand dollars a
night," Delbert commented to Master.
Master beckoned Tracy to the mirror. Tracy looked inside
and saw four large black men surrounding a woman. Tracy's
eyes widened when she saw the erect cock between the
"woman's" legs. As "she" finished swallowing the last
drop of cum, Thomas turned toward the mirror and Tracy
gasp. There was her husband, heavy with makeup, hairless
and breasts larger than hers. Thomas's nipples were
pierced and one of the black men started pulling on the
nipple rings. Tracy could see Thomas closes his eyes.
Delbert reached up and flick a switch.
"Listen to the bitch beg to be fucked," Delbert
commented.
Tracy could hear the sounds of sex coming from the room.
It was Thomas's voice, begging to be fucked in the ass.
"One of you black bastards please fuck my ass like the
slut I am, suck my tits, please," Thomas begged to
Tracy's surprised.
Tracy watched as Thomas knelt on all fours and reached
back and pulled his ass-cheeks apart. A large black man
easily slid his hard dick into Thomas's ass. Another
slapped Thomas's cheeks and he quickly opened his mouth
and swallowed another hard cock. The other two black men
stood on each side as Thomas reached up and wrapped his
hand around each of their hard cocks and started jerking
them off. Thomas was wearing only a garter attached to
black stockings and black, stiletto high-heels. Tracy
looked away as Thomas faced contorted in orgasm and she
saw the cum spraying from his cock.
"Was he hard to train," Master asked.
"Naw, after a couple of days acted like she was born to
be a slut." Delbert replied.
Master took Tracy by the arm and led her back into the
club over to the bartender.
"Trade you a shot of whiskey to fuck this white woman,"
Master asked.
Tracy did not even hesitate as the man nodded anxiously.
She went behind the bar, bent at the waist allowing her
short skirt to ride about her ass and waited.
"Not in her ass," Master warned the man as he shoved his
cock into Tracy's soaking wet cunt.
Tracy smiled and groaned as the stranger pumped her cunt.
Thomas became what he wanted Tracy to be and now Tracy
was protected and cared for by Master. She looked up and
watched as Master sipped his free drink. The man
stiffened and Tracy felt the warmth on his seed bathing
the walls of her cunt. As she straightened Master pulled
her toward the door.
"If you need a man around, I can send him home," Master
said.
"Why," Tracy asked, "he's not a real man anymore, what
would I need him for?"
"Just thought you would like him back," Master responded.
"I have you, I don't want or need anything else," Tracy
responded.
Master kissed her gently on the cheek and pushed his
fingers into her cunt while she walked.
"You've earned a reward," Master cooed and massaged
Tracy's clit.
In just moments, Tracy exploded in orgasm while she
walked to the car. She slid into the passenger seat and
removed her blouse and skirt without prodding. Master
smiled and took two dildos from under the seat and
watched as Tracy slid one into her cunt, the other into
her ass. She never gave Thomas another thought as Master
pulled onto the interstate looking for a trucker that
needed a show.
END