I was slightly surprised when an older woman opened the door. I stood quietly looking at her, noticing she was a few inches tall then I was, well proportioned with large but not huge breasts and longish brunette hair. She was more then pretty; she was elegant and matched the house.
"Yes, who are you?" she asked with a stern voice.
"I'm Evelyn. Mistress Erica had me sent here."
She was quiet for a moment.
"Tell me, Evelyn, why are you here, what is it that you are to do. Be honest with me."
For reasons I cannot yet understand I was hesitant to reveal myself as a slut, a slave. I stammered.
"I'ii dddoo wwwhhatever I am required to do."
She reached down to me and grabbed my left nipple and twisted it sharply making me gasp.
"The truth, Evelyn!"
She did not let go of my nipple. In fact, she twisted it even further and I hurriedly said.
"I am a slut slave for Mistress Erica and I am here to be your slut."
Her hand released my nipple and without hesitation slapped me hard across my face.
"If there is a future for you, slut, you will never again fail to answer my questions quickly and completely. Is that clear, Slut?"
"Yes," I whimpered and then felt the sting of her hand again.
"Yes, Mistress."
"Well, you are not what I am used to seeing. Your tits are small and you look like a child, but I suppose Erica knows what she is doing. Remove that dress, slut, and leave it on the floor then follow me. I need to get you ready. You may call me Mistress Valerie."
I allowed my dress to slip from my shoulders and puddle on the floor at my feet. I removed my shoes too and followed this woman through her home. I noticed as I walked how rich and well decorated the place was and assumed it's owner, this woman, was very wealthy.
She took me into a room and busied herself looking through drawers, finally selecting some items and turned to me. She placed a latex hood over my head, making sure to capture my hair inside the hood. The face was opened like a diver's wet suit and my ears protruded through openings on the side. I realized that my slut slave earrings would be prominently on display. Next she had me hold my arms folded behind my head and they were wrapped in another piece of latex then fastened with straps to my neck, immobilizing my arms and forcing my tits to stretch up.
She then put a latex bra on my tits with cutouts so that my nipples and areole were visible then she stretched the straps tightly pushing my areole and nipples further out, somewhat painfully especially with the nipple extensions I had succumbed to earlier at Mistress'. Then she had me sit on the bed and placed a bar between my knees affixing them with straps to keep it in place. This device was made with hinges that would allow me to go up and down stairs or to kneel if required but it would keep my legs and pussy open at all times. Lastly she placed a pair of six-inch heels on my feet and gestured for me to stand. She ushered me in front of a full-length mirror and we both studied my appearance.
I was horrified. The black latex outfit made my nipples and face stand out and my ears look like elephant ears. The hood made me look bald and magnified my ears and face. She looked me over and proclaimed.
"You'll do, I did my best, but you will be satisfactory."
Attaching a collar and leash she then led me out of the room. It was hard enough to walk in the heels with the spreader bar and I stumbled a lot at first, finally finding some balance as she led me down a set of stairs before pulling me into a large room. In the center of the room was a round table filled mostly with men drinking and laughing while playing cards. I gasped in surprise to see that the woman at the table playing cards with the men was Mistress Erica. I almost did not hear Mistress Valerie when she said.
"I will leave you here, slut, you are to satisfy our guests in whatever way they desire. Do not be a fool like earlier and you may find your dress when you leave later."
I stood and silently waited for my instructions. Knowing that Mistress Erica was one of the guests puzzled me. Deep down I was pleased that Mistress Valerie had left and was hoping I would be able to satisfy my Mistress. I had some concerns that Chelsea was replacing me in Mistress' life. I heard.
"Get over here slut!"
One of the men had called and I moved as fast as I could in these heels and with the spreader bar to his side.
"Yes, Master!"
He looked me over and had me turn around completely. I felt my shame as I was so coarsely examined. Finally he spoke.
"Slut I want you to suck me off. The cards have been unkind to me so I need a break."
He unzipped his fly and wrestled his semi-erect cock from his pants. Since my arms were secured behind my head I had two choices, I could kneel down and take his cock or I could just bend over. I guess that my Mistress would expect me to bend over, thereby putting both my pussy and asshole on display so I slowly bent from the waist till my lips began to envelop his hardening cock. I began to slide up and down his ever hardening shaft, moving slowly and using my studded tongue to stimulate him. I was swaying my ass as I did this, trying to be as lewd and sexy as possible.
I was enjoying the rough texture of his hard cock as it filled my mouth when I felt his hands clasp my head and pull it down hard, spearing his rock hard cock all the way into my throat. I gagged and panicked when I could not breathe. It seemed an eternity before he used my exposed ears to lift my head back up off his cock. Saliva ran from my mouth as his cock popped out momentarily and then using my ears he pulled my head back down, impaling his cock in my mouth. This time when he forced it into my throat I controlled my gag reflex as he pushed his cock deeper in my throat.
I was into this act completely, really getting into sucking this stranger's cock, feeling my own sex heating up as I thought of the others watching me take this hard hot cock in my mouth. When I suddenly felt pressure on my asshole it took me a moment or two to understand that one of the others was working his cock into my ass. Although startled by the surprising action, my ass easily accommodated his cock and soon I was pushing my ass back into him as he plumbed the depths of my asshole while the cock in my mouth wore a path through my throat.
I felt the cock in my mouth stiffen and jerk and knew that he was ready to cum. I pulled off his cock and said, "Please, Sir, may this slut be allowed to swallow your hot white cum?"
He smiled as I took his cock back into my mouth and when the first jets of his ejaculate hit the back of my throat he said, "You may swallow slut but first hold it in your mouth and let us all see it."
I did my best to do as he asked but there was so much cum that some of it spilled out of the corners of my mouth and ran down my cheeks before dropping to the floor. The cock in my ass was now pumping in and out of me faster and I knew he would soon fill my backdoor with his seed. I allowed the softening cock in my mouth to slide out and held my head up as much as I could and opened my mouth to show the pool of slimy white cum resting there. After holding my head and mouth like this for a few moments I was told to swallow and I did. I tried to smile as the salty and now cooling mixture poured down my throat.
Then the cock in my ass spewed its load and my ever-dampening pussy began to leak its juices down my thighs.
"See, Kevin, what I nice slut I have brought to our party."
Mistress was pleased with my behavior and bragging about me to the host, a man she called Kevin, who was sitting at the end of the table opposite Mistress.
"Erica, you always seem to have good sluts and we appreciate your sharing them with us on poker night. Now, let's play cards."
As the game resumed I knelt there waiting for someone to demand a piece of my body. It wasn't long before one of the men, a large older Asian man waved me over to his chair.
"If it won't disturb your game, I intend to fuck this slut's pussy for a while."
I heard murmurs of assent as the Asian bent me over and put my head on the poker table. From this position I could not help but look into the faces of the men facing me
on the other side of the table. I wanted to just close my eyes but I knew that they wanted to see my eyes as I was fucked. I hoped that this would also be what Mistress would want and I kept my eyes open and the Asian rammed his cock into my pussy, fucking me so fast and hard that my head was bouncing on the table. I was already wet and excited from the earlier acts and I think knowing that Mistress was here and judging me I easily fell into the Asians rhythm, pushing my ass back as he rammed forward. I was starting to enjoy his rapid pace when he suddenly erupted, filling my pussy with his cum. As quick as he had fucked me, he was even quicker yanking me from the table and onto the floor so he could resume his game. I suddenly felt totally used and totally worthless.
Struggling to get back on my feet I heard Mistress say, "While you're down there, slut, crawl under the table and come satisfy my pussy."
I was again excited and rushed as best as I could to the spot under the table where Mistress sat. She had splayed her legs open to reveal her shaved pussy to me and although difficult with my arms bunched behind my head I managed to plant my face on her wet hot pussy and run my stiffened tongue up and down her slit. Her taste was delightful and I savored her as I worked on her now hard clit before plunging my tongue into her moist hot tunnel. Lost in my delight I continued to lick, suck and nibble on Mistress's pussy, oblivious to everything else happening in the room. I did not realize or consider that the table was glass and that my actions between my Mistress legs were delighting everyone at the table, too. When Mistress lowered her hand and used it to push my head deep into her crotch, my own pussy hummed. When Mistress body began to squirm under my tongue, my legs twitched in anticipation of my own orgasm. Mistress' pussy jerked forward into my face and her juices filled mouth. I swallowed her delightful nectar as my own pussy erupted spewing my juices as I lapped hers.
I was listless on my knees, my head in Mistress's crotch and I heard, "Well Erica, if you cards are good enough it should be no problem for you."
"Kevin, she's worth more then the bet and you know it. Just take my IOU!"
"Tell you what, tell me what she's worth and I'll raise the bet accordingly."
"Five hundred thou."
"That's a lot for someone you complain about, isn't it Erica? Tell you what, I'll agree to Three Fifty and if you lose I will give you another Fifty. Of course, if you're just bluffing you can always fold."
"Deal."
I guess they ended the game because I fell forward onto my face as Mistress stood up and left the room to chuckles and good-natured cheers from the other players. I heard the one named Kevin pick up the phone and speak to someone, asking someone to come get the slut and knew that I was being sent home. Soon Mistress Valerie came and helped me stand, then took me, again collared and leashed, back through the house. When she took me into a room and closed the door, I remembered that I was wearing the house's outfit and figured Mistress Valerie was going to take them back. She did just that, undoing the various belts and letting my arms and legs have some relief. Soon I was naked and she pointed to a waist high bar in the center of the room, motioning me to lean against it. She then grabbed my arms and pulled me so I was bent over the bar and attached chains to my wrists. The she took one ankle and pulled it out, chaining it, then pulling my other ankle, she chained my legs wide apart. With the labia chains still attached to my thigh bands, lightning bolts of pain shot through my cum soaked pussy. Finished with me, she left me there, spread open and bent over the bar, turning the lights off as she left.
I gradually accustomed myself to the pain from my spread labia and waited in the dark for whatever was to come next. I was reliving the evening and felt that I had impressed Mistress Erica and if she were going to dump a slut, then Chelsea would surely be sent somewhere. Heck, even if she kept Chelsea I would be the favorite. I happily continued to think things would be great, though even now I wondered why, given my lack of desire for sex with women, my fascination with Mistress continued.
Sometime later I heard the door open and someone entered the room. I felt someone moving behind me but in the dark I could not tell who. As the body pressed against me I recognized that it was a man who was pressing up against my ass. He remained quiet and so did I. His hands snaked around to cup my tits and he began to gently caress them, slowly increasing his grip until he was squeezing and pulling my tits hard. I whimpered at the pain but otherwise kept as quiet as I could.
Releasing me tits his hands found my nipples and his fingers ripped the nipple bands that Anna had placed there earlier. The sudden surge of blood through my nipple forced me to moan aloud.
"Ahhhhh"
He then grabbed my nipple and began to pull, twist and pinch them making me stifle another moan as I easily converted this to pleasure. I started to rock my ass back into him as he twisted and pulled my nipples and I felt his breath as he leaned into my ear and whispered.
"You will not cum, slut."
I nodded but continued to move against him, feeling his cock harden as I did so. I began to want him in me. I was hot and doing my best to hold my orgasm as ordered but I could not stop thinking about that hard cock now pressed into my ass crack and wanting it inside me, filling me.
One of his hands drifted down between my legs and found my hard wet clit. He pinched and twisted that little nub and found it harder and harder to hold back my orgasm. I whimpered, "Please Master!"
He ignored me and slipped a finger into my wet pussy. He started to finger fuck me and I was losing it. I began to push back harder into his cock and blurted out, "Please Master, fuck your slut. Please!"
He only increased the speed of his finger as it fucked my sopping wet pussy. He added one then two more fingers but I wanted more and I wiggled my ass against his now rock hard cock hoping to lure him into me.
I was slobbering now, knowing that I was going to cum no matter how hard I tried to hold back and knowing I would disappoint this Master. I was on the verge of breaking when he leaned into my ear and whispered.
"Cum now slut, cum for your Master. Cum on my hand slut."
The release was instantaneous and I gushed over his hand as my orgasm took hold and made me its prisoner. He took his pussy soaked hand and held it to my lips and whispered, "Lick it clean slut."
I obeyed and tasted my own emissions as I licked his hand clean. I continued to rock my ass into his cock and my desire for him continued to grow. I wanted him to fuck me now, to let me bring his release, to let his cum fill my pussy. He again leaned down and whispered, "You are my slut now. Your Mistress lost you in a game of poker and I won. Your true slut training begins tomorrow morning."
He walked out of the room leaving me how he found me, just so much more horny and in need then when he came in.
Sometime later Mistress Valerie returned and released me from my bonds, but used a waist belt to lock my arms to my side.
She pointed to a bed and bath that were for me and then said, "You are not to cum, slut. But you may rest and use the bathroom. Someone will fetch you in the morning to begin your training."
As she left me alone she closed and locked the door. My pussy was begging for my fingers and I so need to feel something inside me. I paced my room but soon gave up and readied myself as best as I could, then lay in my bed.
In those moments before my exhaustion took over I replayed the latest. I was lost in a poker game and now someone named Kevin was to be my Master. My desire for Mistress was foolish, as she had no problem losing me on a bet. I refused to become jealous, now that Chelsea had Mistress, but a tear fell from my eyes as I accepted the fact that I did not have a Mistress to challenge my submissive nature.
Sometime later I felt something flick against my clit and soon the constant motion down there had me excited. I opened my eyes and was surprised to see that Chelsea had her head buried between my legs, furiously licking my now damp pussy. I looked again and standing behind her was Mistress Erica and she seemed to be fucking Chelsea with a strap on. I was thrilled to be back with Mistress and allowe
d my body to accept Chelsea's ministrations and was soon feeling the beginnings of an orgasm. Suddenly my head was covered with a torrent of cold water and I sputtered and tried to sit up. My arms were stuck to my sides and all I could do was lift my shoulders and head. No one was between my legs and both Mistress and Chelsea had disappeared.
"Get your ass out of bed, slut."
Looking to my right I saw Mistress Valerie standing with an empty bucket. She was glowering at me and I knew I had better do as I was told. I struggled without the aid of my arms to get up and stumbled to my feet. No sooner was I erect then Mistress grabbed me by my hair and pulled me into her face.
"The rules, slut. You are here because your Mistress lost you in a poker game, which in my mind makes you fairly worthless. Yet my Master thinks you can be made into his slut and has tasked me to accomplish this miracle."
She had not released my hair and the pain was running riot through my still fogged mind, but I listened with shame to her remarks.
"You will keep that mouth of your shut unless I or Master asks you something. You will only say 'Yes, Mistress or Yes, Master.' If I have reason to discipline you then you will add 'Thank you, Mistress or Thank You, Master.' Do you understand me?"
"Yes, Mistress. Thank you, Mistress."
My voice cracked as I uttered what would be the only words I was allowed to use while I was here. Fear permeated me as I tried to fathom how rigorous this woman would be. She obviously did not seem to like me nor did she think I was capable. I told myself to be sharp and listen, to do as I was told and to obey. My journey had taken another turn and I knew that having lived through Mistresses Mai Lynn and Erica, I could adapt to another, but I had never had a Master and the unknown was attacking what little confidence Mistress Valerie had left me.
I was pushed into the bathroom after my arm restraints were removed and Mistress followed me, watching as I did my morning routine.
"I will be with you all day and I warn you not to touch yourself. Now shower and clean off that stench of old sex."
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