Honesty

I sat on the stage in the middle of the swarm of people, 
hearing only the sound of my heart beating loudly in my 
ears like wind-up drums. Boom, boom, boom, the sound 
grew louder, as if an army was marching through my 
chest. I nervously wiped my hair away from my damp 
forehead, only to have it fall once again in wisps 
around my face.

I saw four men in the crowd, eight hungry eyes fixated 
on me. I took a deep breath and tried to relax, leaning 
my head against the wall and spreading my legs farther 
apart. My eyes went back to the group of men. Huddled 
closely together, studying me, I could see their white 
teeth glimmer as they spoke.

One man in the crowd, wearing a pair of wrinkled khakis 
and a button up shirt, had his right hand in his pocket 
stroking his dick. I chuckled and felt my muscles relax, 
wondering if he thought he was actually being sneaky.

I looked at the clock, there was ten minutes left before 
we needed to start. I scanned the large crowd, looking 
for Benway, but unable to locate him. I grew nervous 
once again, aware that he was watching my every move 
from a dark corner. I wish he had not chosen tonight to 
test my limits.

This was to be my third public sex show, and the crowd 
appeared ten times larger than usual. I wondered if 
every freak in Atlanta had shown up tonight. I looked 
frantically for Benway again, wishing I could see him 
just once before it started. I always perform so much 
better after his eyes tell me all that's expected of me.

I perched on the cushioned table up on stage, my head 
leaning against the wall, my legs spread apart showing 
my perfectly waxed pussy. I silently wondered what 
percent of the audience was secretly rubbing themselves 
like the man in the khaki pants. A man walked out on 
stage wearing nothing but a pair of satin red boxers. He 
smiled and winked at me before plopping down on the 
matted floor.

I attempted to block out the crowd and recall the night 
two months ago when Benway first told me of his idea. He 
sat me on his lap, telling me all about the sex shows.

"I want you to do it, Kas, it means a lot to me," Benway 
said, that serious but sensual look on his face.

I panicked, begging him not to make me do it. Assuring 
him there was no way I could have sex without him, with 
many other people at one time while being watched by 
hundreds of others. I pleaded and begged, promising him 
I would do anything else he asked of me. I knew in my 
heart that it was my responsibility to do as he asked, 
and that he would only want me to do it more since I was 
so against it.

"It would turn me on so much, Baby," He said as he 
pulled up my skirt and inserted two fingers into my 
cunt, "and in all actuality, you shouldn't argue with 
your Master, correct?"

I leaned my head against his shoulder, moaning as his 
expert fingers caressed my pussy.

"Right," was my answer as my moans turned to screams.

My eyes studied the clock again, 9:55 pm, five minutes 
left. There were now four of us on stage. The man in the 
red boxers sprawled across the floor. I examined him. He 
had no hair on his chest and barely any on his legs. His 
hair was black, wavy, and hung in his eyes. His face was 
thin, but he appeared completely relaxed.

A thin girl with long, curly auburn hair looked at me, 
and she seemed overly excited for what lay ahead. I 
shyly returned the smile, praying to myself that her 
pussy tasted good. On the opposite side of the stage was 
a pubescent looking girl, she hardly looked older than 
seventeen. She wore nothing but a lavender camisole and 
a matching thong.

She looked frightened and nervous as my eyes met hers. I 
patted the soft table next to me, telling her to come 
sit down. I watched her long legs as she walked toward 
me, looking thankful and freshly innocent as her light 
brown hair fell loosely around her shoulders. She raised 
her small body onto the table, taking her right hand and 
straightening out the leather slave collar I wear around 
my neck.

Suddenly I spotted Benway in the front row, as though 
he'd heard my silent pleas. He smiled at me and nodded 
his head, holding two of the fingers on his right-hand 
straight up, his sign for me to stand. He was ready for 
the show to begin. My body relaxed and I felt moist 
between my legs, tonight I would make him proud.

I slid off the table, feeling the light blonde tail fall 
between my legs and tickle my thighs. My tail always 
gets a reaction from any onlooker. I stood before the 
audience in nothing but a see through white dress that 
barely covers my ass, and the blonde butt plug that hung 
between my legs.

The rest of the cast had appeared: two men, both 
completely naked. One man was blonde with thick hair 
that hung to his shoulders, and an overly thin body. I 
had visions of snapping him in half as I quickly looked 
away. The other, with thin red hair, had broad shoulders 
with thick forearms. His eyes looked friendly as he eyed 
the audience.

I began to shake, realizing there were more men this 
time. The last two shows I had gotten out of any direct 
contact with the males. I consumed the women like a 
hungry wolf, only because it felt more comfortable.

My eyes returned to Benway, who gave me an encouraging 
smile as he rubbed his cock through his jeans. I felt 
dizzy and felt my pussy moisten even more, studying his 
hand. He then rubbed his palms together, my sign to 
remove my clothing, and I immediately slipped my dress 
off over my head as the background music came on.

The girl with auburn hair turned toward me, allowing her 
blue robe to fall to her feet as she walked my way. Her 
breasts were small with large dark nipples, and the hair 
on her pussy was thick and black. She walked slowly in 
my direction, swaying her hips so much I thought she 
might fall over. She rubbed the bulges of the two men as 
she passed them, then stuck her left pointer finger into 
her pussy and took a lick. I eyed the audience, 
attempting to get one last look at Benway before he got 
swallowed up by the crowd. I silently wondered whose 
hand would get him off as he watched me up on stage.

I now stood before the girl as she pulled on my slave 
collar, jerking my head forward. Her other hand went to 
my nipple rings, and I bit the inside of my lip as she 
tugged and pulled on the thick silver hoops. I slid my 
hand in between her legs, feeling the hair poke my 
fingers as I found the way to her clit, already 
saturated. She raised herself onto the cushioned table, 
grabbing a fistful of my champagne blonde hair and 
shoving my face into her pussy.

The hairless man in the red boxer shorts went to the 
young girl in the lavender, ripping her thong off and 
pulling out his cock. She winced and attempted to pull 
away, looking as if she was ready to run off the stage. 
I watched as the stranger pulled her toward him, 
removing her camisole. I continued eating auburn's wet 
pussy, moving my tongue back and forth over her clit, 
feeling her legs shake with each whip of my tongue, as I 
watched the couple next to me.

I wondered why the young girl looked so nervous, her 
face was pale and I could see her small body tremble. 
Her skin appeared soft, and her breasts were firm and 
seemed too large for her body. She sat with perfect 
posture, legs closed, as she looked at the man. He took 
her left nipple in his mouth and I watched his cock get 
hard.

Suddenly, I was blinded by a surge of pain and 
excitement that ripped through my body like a sword as 
the man with broad shoulders shoved a way-to-large dildo 
into my pussy. My eyes rolled back into my head, I felt 
light-headed as the beat of the music circled in my 
brain and the large dildo moved in and out. The man 
pulled me away from auburn and lowered me to the floor, 
expertly working the tool and moving my butt plug around 
with the other hand. I felt his thick cock rubbing 
against my thigh as he worked.

I looked up at the puerile girl in the lavender, 
realizing why she had been so nervous. The man in the 
red boxers with his cock sticking out like an animal was 
rubbing her clit, and below his fingers a tampon string 
dangled from her pussy. I could hear her moan, and 
getting carried away by the man's hands.

She was slowly grinding her pelvis up and down against 
his stomach. His cock was being sucked by the emaciated 
man. His bony head moved back and forth expertly, as he 
deep throated with ease I envied. He stroked his dick 
with his left hand, moving it in a circular motion, 
stretching the skin so hard that it had to hurt.

I felt myself getting wetter as the dildo got pushed in 
harder and harder, and the sounds of my wet pussy filled 
the overcrowded room. I scanned the audience for Benway, 
knowing the moment I laid eyes on him I would cum. He 
stood in the second row, watching intently, and I could 
see a female head bobbing to the beat of the music.

He smiled, puckered his lips, and an orgasm ripped 
through my body. My pelvis lifted up off the floor as I 
grabbed my tits, playing with my rings. I felt wetness 
splash down my thighs as I began to relax; my legs 
spread apart as the man licked up the mess I made on my 
legs.

My attention then went back to the young girl and the 
man with the red boxers. He had his finger in her ass, 
moving it in and out quickly. Auburn lay with her head 
in the girl's lap, fingering her own pussy. The man 
licked the girl's clit, taking the tampon string in his 
mouth and gently pulling, then allowing it to drop 
again.

The girl's hips began to move faster and faster, 
forgetting all about her reasons to be self-conscious. 
He then put the tampon string in his mouth once again, 
pulling it out with his teeth. He stood facing the 
audience, looking like he had won a wrestling match, as 
the crimson tampon dangled from his mouth. He then 
hurled it to the corner of the stage, turning towards 
the girl and thrusting his hard cock into her ever ready 
sea of warmth. Her screams filled the room, echoing over 
and over.

The anorexic man was sucking the cock that belonged to 
the man with broad shoulders. I felt someone playing 
with my tail, and realized it was the thin man. I 
watched as his head moved back and forth to the music, 
with my tail in his hands. I had visions of picking him 
up and twisting him like a pretzel, sending a moaning, 
bony head flying into the audience, blood and brains 
splattering everywhere.

Another wave of pain rushed through me. Bony had pulled 
out my butt plug in one swift movement. He wrapped the 
tail around his own minuscule cock, then placed the butt 
plug in his ass. He moaned with pain, looking at me with 
a beastly face, as though he had read my thoughts. I 
felt instantly ashamed and turned my face away, only to 
have a dick stuck down my throat.

The guy with the broad shoulders held onto my head, 
ramming his dick down my throat over and over. His pace 
only continued to quicken, and I was unable to breathe 
as I attempted not to gag. I could feel my pussy 
moistening once again, with the repetitive movements 
forcing me to submit.

I looked to my right. Red Boxers was fucking the minor 
with amazing force, his left hand on her hip, his right 
hand balled into a fist. His fist slid in and out of 
auburn with ease. It looked like a magic trick, now you 
see my fist, now you don't. Auburn screamed out in 
pleasure, her own hands around her throat, binding 
herself until she turned a dark purple.

My face instantly stung like thousands of needles as the 
man smacked me hard across the face and forced me to 
take his cock in my mouth once more. I gagged and 
attempted to catch my breath, beginning to feel 
nauseous. I could feel the size of his dick grow every 
time it hit the back of my throat. He moved to lie on 
his back, easily moving my body on top of his.

I rubbed my clit on his leg, working my way up to his 
cock. I felt the softness slip easily into my wet pussy, 
and the man let out a soft moan, rubbing my body all 
over, as though he would devour me. He pulled my head to 
his chest, and lifted my ass in the air.

I screamed as I felt a cock enter my ass, trying to 
compose myself after the sharp pain. I held my ass out 
in the air as the man under me moaned and pushed his 
dick into me over and over. I wondered whose cock was 
behind me, swimming in and out of my ass like a fish. 
The pain began to fade, and I could feel myself ready to 
cum, overwhelmed and a tad ashamed for taking two men at 
one time.

I searched for Benway again, wishing he would come up 
and rescue me, only to take me himself. He stood in the 
crowd with a pretty blonde girl hunched over in front of 
him. All I was able to see was the top of her head, his 
eyes fixated on me as he repetitively pulled her hips 
toward him. I could see sweat glisten on the top of his 
head as he stared into my eyes. I came hard again, 
screaming as my head reeled around and around. Auburn 
was sitting on broad shoulder's face, grinding her pussy 
into his mouth. I could see fluid from her shining all 
over his chin, and I bent down to help him lick.

Moans began to fill the room. I looked into the audience 
to see many people jerking off. I continued to look, 
when warm sperm splashed into my mouth from a man in the 
audience. He stood directly in front of me, with gray 
hair and a gray beard. He smiled and mouthed the words 
'thank you'. I quickly looked away, wiping my mouth with 
my hand and wishing I could rid myself of the sour 
taste.

The beating to my ass continued to quicken as I felt 
bony hips hit against my ass. I was then warmed with cum 
all over my back, and I sighed with relief as I let my 
butt relax. I began to ride broad shoulders harder, 
feeling his cock grow in my tight wet pussy. He began to 
moan and I removed myself from him as he came, laying 
myself onto the floor in exhaustion. Auburn bent over 
and took his condom off with her mouth, and began to 
suck. She started to writhe with pleasure as she bucked 
like a horse, leaving a wet glaze all over his face 
while she screamed.

The crowd was thinning quickly. I lay on the floor, 
every muscle in my body screaming at me. I felt cold due 
to the wetness on my back that was no longer warm, and 
let my eyes follow the minor as she pulled her lavender 
thong and camisole back on too her rode hard body. My 
head was swimming, and I lay motionless, waiting for 
Benway to come get me. The mat under me felt sticky and 
uncomfortable, and it smelled like sex. I rubbed my hand 
through my matted blonde hair, yearning for a shower.

Large hands came up behind me with a warm cloth, wiping 
my back and my clammy face. Then the cloth went to my 
pussy and wiped up all the excess mess, while I felt 
soft kisses on the back of my neck. My arms were raised, 
and my white dress was slowly put back on my naked body. 
I was raised to my feet, and turned around. I leaned my 
head against Benway as he pulled my dress down the rest 
of the way and wiped the hair out of my eyes.He walked 
me off the stage and sat me on his lap in a large chair, 
pulling me close to him. I put my arms around his waist, 
squeezing tight.

"My Kas is such a good girl," Benway said as he rocked 
me, "such a good little slave, such a perfect slut."

I pulled him closer to me with a content smile. He then 
raised me to my feet and took me home.

After what appeared to be a long time later, fifteen 
minutes or so, Bullet's bulb began to shrink inside me 
allowing him to pull his bulb out of me, and his penis, 
allowing a tremendous amount of white liquid to flow out 
of me and onto the floor. As the liquid flowed out of 
me, the pressure in my belly instantly was reduced. 
Looking at the clock, Mrs. Jansen said, "You will 
needing to be going home soon, so we better get you 
cleaned up."

She instructed me to follow her, and we went inside her 
master bathroom. She told me to sit on the toilet 
allowing Bullet's semen drip out of my tiny hole as she 
turned on the hot water tap. As the water was running to 
get warm water, Mrs. Jansen removed a bag from her 
drawer with a long white hose on it with a funny looking 
tip on the end of the hose. She filled it with water and 
holding it with the hose coming from the top of this 
funny looking pink water bottle like bag. She tapped my 
knees indicating I should spread them. When I did, she 
leaned forward placing the white tip at the entrance to 
my tiny hole, easily pushing upwards.

I felt the plastic tip spread my hole open and once it 
was inside me all the way to the hose, she turned the 
bag upside down and instantly I felt warm water rushing 
softly into me. I tried to hold it back, but, Mrs. 
Jansen said, "Just relax and let the water run out of 
you. Along with the water, Bullet's sperm and semen will 
flow out as well, and that is what we want. It is called 
douching."

The bag ran empty, the water quit flowing out of me, so 
Helen reached down with a towel to wipe off my pubes. 
"Feel better now?"

How could I say no?