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Mandy's Online Master Ch. 01

By: kurious



I'm not quite sure how I got here.  But I'm here now.  It's going to be okay.  I need to breathe, calm down, just keep walking.

Bullshit.  There is no rationalizing this.  I'm walking in the cool night, fast.  My footsteps echo and my breath trembles in my chest.  My heart races.  I'm very scared.  I have to concentrate to keep my lower lip from trembling.  Sure I've been chatting with Daniel on the net for months, but this is the first time I've gone out and acted in the real world.  I know I should feel honored that he is allowing me to serve him, but I don't really understand what I'm getting into.

I don't know if I'm glad or scared that the streets are so deserted at this hour.  It feels strange to wear a dress with no bra or panties.  The cool air feels great on my pussy.  It reminds me of skinny dipping when I was a kid.  I wish I could go into a quiet corner somewhere and touch myself.  I think I could come just from pinching one of my nipples.

The thought sends a shudder through me and  I impulsively tug at the front of my dress and arch my back, forcing my big breasts up against the spaghetti straps of the little red summer dress Daniel insisted that I wear.  I giggle inside.  I'm giddy.  I can't believe I just did that in public.  Was that breaking a rule?  I don't think so.  I didn't actually touch myself.  I feel so alive being so naughty in public.  I know that there is probably no one to see me, but still it's thrilling to be bad outside of my little apartment.

My apartment.  That's where I am a nasty slutty slave.  That's where I give myself completely to Daniel.  I will do anything for him.  The internet is wonderful.  He commands me and I can show him my obedience over my webcam--his webcam.  He sent it to me early on, and I thanked him for it by writing "Daniel's" all over my body and sending him the pics.

My apartment is where I keep my body hairless below my neck.  It's where I never wear any clothes and I always keep a plug in my ass.  It's where I masturbate in front of the camera every morning and evening.  I don’t know if he watches or not.  I imagine I'm fucking everything and everyone.  I practice sucking a big dildo and I work another deeper and deeper into my pussy.  I trust that he hasn't uplinked anywhere, but sometimes I pretend that the whole world can see me masturbate and be a dirty little slut.

Recently Daniel has made me use clothespins on my body.  He says he likes the fact that I'm a little heavy.  He likes it that I can place lots of clothespins on my big, heavy breasts.  He likes to watch my face as I put the final one right on my nipple.  It hurts, but it excites me.  I can come just from touching my breasts.  When I've been especially good that's what Daniel lets me do.

When I've been bad he makes me put a clothespin on my clit.  I thought I would die from the pain.  It's strange that I was in so much pain and yet it lead to one of my biggest orgasms.  I'm such a pig.  I'm one of  those special women who ejaculate liquid  when I come really hard.  I sure squirted that day.

I had missed Daniel's instant message that day because I had to stay late at work--Jenny didn't show up and I had to watch the counter until Derek came in for the night shift.  Daniel was furious.  He forbid me from masturbating that night or the next morning and I was to wear a small butt plug until we spoke again the following evening.  Of course I was on time for that message.

Daniel's message was terse, his voice a little distant because I was using my speaker phone.  I knew I was in trouble.  He rarely called me.

"Take your clothes off.  Get on your knees.  Pull out the butt plug and suck on it like a soother.  Put one clothespin on each nipple and one on your clitoris.  Take down your big dildo and your medium butt plug.  (Daniel made me keep them sitting in a shoebox on a shelf in my room.  Anyone the least bit curious would see them.)  When you have all that lay down on your back on the floor in front of the webcam, so that the webcam is above your head.  Now bring your knees up and over so that they touch the floor and your ass is up in the air.  Shove the medium butt plug in your ass and the dildo in your pussy.  Push the dildo all the way in one slow move and hold it there.  Good, I can see you clearly.  Let go of the dildo and and take out your soother.  

I could see myself on my computer screen.  The bottoms of my feet beside my head and my eyes straining upwards into the camera.  Behind, my bum with its two black things sticking out of me.  The clothespin on my clit lying flat against my belly and the pins on my breast sagging away to the sides.  I will do anything for Daniel.  I’m dying to come.  I'm worried that I will and push out the dildo.  That would be bad.

"You whore, how could you miss my message?" Daniel asked quietly.  I was scared.  I didn't speak.  I want you to tug on the clothespin on your clit.  Make sure to squeeze hard so it doesn't fall off.  If it comes off then you will be sorry.  Pull at your clit with it.  Work it hard.  I want you to come from this and it better be big.  I want to see your juices squirt out all over your face.  Keep your feet on the ground beside your head at all times.  Begin now.

I had never come on my own face before.  I didn't want to.  But I was so horny I couldn't help but squeeze my clit with the clothespin and pull, stretching it out as far as it would go.  I thought I was going to pass out.

"I want you to rip off the clothespin as you come, and make sure your juices get on your face."

"Yes sir."  It wouldn't take long now.  The black dildo was starting to creep up, I was contracting harder and harder inside.  One last excruciating tug on my clit and I through the clothespin away.  The dildo shot halfway out of me as I came, shuddering.  I went wildfire on my burning clit and my juices squirted out, hitting me square in my open mouth.  I liked my lips and kept coming.  

When I had finished I lay there with my feet still up, waiting for Daniel to speak.  My belly was covered with my come.  

"Go have a shower and be on time tomorrow morning.  You are a good pet."  I heard a click on the speaker phone.

That episode happened about two weeks ago.  Things have been escalating since then.  Whenever I hear that he has come online I get exited and wait for hismessage.  He has even called me twice more since then.  I know I'm a total slut and Daniel's total slave, but this is the first time I've ever done anything outside my apartment.  Daniel promised it would be special.

Mandy's Online Master Ch. 02



I was still feeling the rush of pushing my breasts out and up into the cool summer night. It was about eleven thirty and I was walking downtown, as ordered. It was a Wednesday and there weren't many people about. The bars were still open and pumping music could be heard from a few places. Cars were rare enough that I heard them individually. I must admit that the cars made me excited. I felt like the people driving by might know that I wasn't wearing anything underneath my short little red summer dress. They must be able to see my full breasts swaying unsupported. Part of me wanted a gust of wind to blow the hem way up so that a car load of people could see my bare ass. I was very horny. 

I didn't know what was going to happen next. I know I was following Daniel's instructions perfectly. I had not masturbated for two days and given the fact that I was used to release at least twice a day I was about ready to climb a telephone poll. The only time I touched myself was when I pulled out my ass plug before I left. I nearly came just from that. It had been stuck in all day since Daniel told me not to leave my apartment until tonight. I put on the red dress and my Birks and headed out at ten o'clcock. Daniel let me wear comfortable shoes because I'd be doing some walking. 

He told me to take nothing else. I was even to lock my keys in my apartment. That made me feel strangely vulnerable even though I knew I could get my landlord to let me in. I turned and left and started walking downtown. I had the route Daniel gave me memorized. I figured it would take me about an hour. 

Once downtown I circled block after block looking into five different bars. I was to walk up to the door, open and peek in, then walk away to the next bar. I felt silly doing this I didn't understand why Daniel had me do it, but I was too turned on to think straight. I had been walking around practically naked for over an hour. 

Having that much time to myself sent my thoughts on a roller coaster. I didn't know what was going to happen. I didn't know if I'd be able to do whatever he asked. I was scared of what he might ask me to do. I had already agreed that there would be know limits on this encounter. I hoped I was strong enough. 

With each passing minute my mind jumped to extremes. One moment I wanted to run away and the next I was outdoing myself with increasingly deprived fantasies of what Daniel would have me do. One minute I was ready to suck everybody in the bar. The next minute I was close to tears. I think I needed to come in order to get some perspective. 

I sat down on a bench near a little bus shelter and waited. Daniel had written that I should stop here when I needed a rest. The bench felt cold on my legs. I tried to pull my dress down further, and that placed a lovely tightness on my breasts. I was a little worried that my wetness would spot through my dress, but it felt good to sit down. I slipped one of my sandals off and stretched out my tired foot. I wanted to touch myself. My mouth was open and I kept licking my lips. As I collected my thoughts I knew I would do whatever Daniel asked. My skin felt electric as I sat on this bench in the cool night. I was aware of how little fabric kept me from being naked. I felt naked. I felt delicious. I felt alive. 

There was a man walking slowly across the street. I licked my lips under the lamplight and spread my knees a little. He may not have noticed anything but I felt happy, and ready, and horny. My heart started racing and I got the shivers. I could feel my wetness cooling in the air between my legs. I closed my eyes and tipped my head back, arching my back and stretching. I tried to take a deeper breath, but I was fired up, my nervous energy and my excitement combined to make me feel like my pulse was visible. I felt like my whole body was pulsing in and out, my throat was dry, my hands slick. I thought I was going to orgasm. 

Then the payphone behind me rang. My heart stopped. 

I turned slowly and looked at the phone. No one was there. I could hear my heart beating in my ears. Then the sound fused into the ringing phone. I was outside of myself as I walked around the bench and picked up the phone. 

"Hello?" I said. 

There was silence on the other end. 

"Hello?" I asked again. 

"Hello Mandy, you look beautiful sitting there on the bench. It is almost a shame to disturb you." 

It was Daniel, my knees felt weak. 

"Still, I think it's time we had some more fun. Don't you?" Daniel sounded amused. 

"Yes Sir." 

A pause and I could here the sound of footsteps nearby, but I couldn't see very far because the payphone was brightly lit. "Put your hand on your belly and scrunch up that little dress of yours." 

I took a handful of the material, the hem raised up an inch or so. 

"Higher, show the world your belly button." 

I closed my eyes and lifted my hand. Cool air flowed over my bald pussy and up to my belly button. 

"Stand with your legs further apart." 

I complied, delirious. 

"Now I want you to lean forward at the waist and place your head on the ledge beside the phone. 

There was a little shelf beside the bottom of the phone. It came up to my thigh. I leaned slowly forward, exposing my ass to anyone who might be there. My face touched the cool metal of the shelf. I hoped that it was clean. 

"I want you to kiss the metal of the shelf. Do it slowly. Be sexy." 

I turned and kissed the cool metal. 

"Lick it." 

I licked it slowly in short soft strokes. I heard footsteps approaching. 

"Don't stop licking." Daniel's voice was firm. "Stick your ass up. Get on the balls of your feet." 

I kept licking. I was feeling horny and humiliated. I stretched up lifting my ass higher in the air. I even pivoted my heels outward to spread my cheeks a little more. The footsteps got closer. 

"Shit! You okay?" I didn't recognize the voice. 

"Don't stop!" Daniel insisted over the phone. "Don't answer him. Just reach back and stick a finger in your ass." 

I reached back, sliding a finger quickly in my pussy to lubricate it and then I easily popped deep into my ass. I heard the stranger gasp. 

"Tell him you want to taste his cum. Don’t turn around. Keep pumping your ass." 

"I-I want to taste your cum." My voice was quiet and wavery. 

"Huh?" the man was confused to say the least. 

"Tell him again, louder. Say please." 

"I want to taste your cum, please." My voice was stronger. I can't believe I just said that. I was about to come from my finger in my ass. I pulled up on it hard to show the man my anus. I wanted to give myself to him. 

I heard him take two steps closer. He put a sweaty hand on my ass. 

"Right here?" the man sounded nervous. 

"Yessssss." I was an animal. 

A sudden shriek of tires skidding jolted both of us. I could feel my hot moist breath against the metal of the shelf. I flicked my tongue out savoring the feeling. 

I heard voices coming from the car. The hand fell from my ass and the stranger ran away. 

I didn't know what I was feeling. 

The car drove off. 

"You can stand up now." Daniel's voice was calm. I was ragged. 

I still held the phone to my ear. I didn't know what to do. Daniel told me in one word. 

"Come!" 

I came and came and came, my hand flaying at my clit as I rubbed faster and faster. My juices gushed out and puddle at my feet. My knees slowly weakened and I slouched down to the ground, sitting in my juices. Spent. Legs askew, pussy still showing to the world, hand lingering over my labia, one sandal on, one off, phone in my ear, and not a care in the world. 

Spent.



Mandy's Online Master Ch. 03



"That was beautiful Mandy. You should get up and go back to the bench. You left your sandal there" Daniel sounded pleased. "Go now Mandy, after you have rested, go back to the first bar of the night and ask the bartender if anyone found a black purse. When he asks you to identify it, tell him there is a big black dildo, some money, and a cell phone inside. Wait at the bar for the cell to ring. Take your time. You are doing great. You are beautiful" Daniel's voiced clicked off the line, leaving me alone and coming back to reality.

I slowly got up. My dress fell back down, and I slumped over to the bench. As I put one hand on the back of the bench I looked up to see a car drive away. The car looked full.

I felt flushed. And happy. My dress was a little dirty, but not too bad. I had goosebumps all up and down my legs. My pussy was still engorged. My heart was beginning to slow down. I took some deep breaths.

Where was Daniel? I looked around, but I could see very little outside of the streetlights. I felt like I was in the spotlight. I wanted to get moving. I started walking to the bar.

Will I go in when I get there? The edge of the night was wearing off a little. A great big fat orgasm will do that. But I was still very curious. I felt so alive when that stranger touched my ass. I can still feel the wet warmth of his nervous hand on my bare ass. I can't believe I asked for his cum.

Who am I kidding? Of course I will go in. I will do it for Daniel. He sounded so pleased on the phone. He was so good to me. In doing what he wants, I'm actually getting what I need. I'm a dirty little slut. I love it. I want to be degraded, used. I was getting more excited again and I started walking faster. What will he want me to do with that dildo?

I arrived at the bar and walked right in. It felt warm and cozy and smelled of cigarettes. The conversation outdid the music in this place. The bar was in the back corner, about two thirds of the stools were occupied. I few men looked at me as I walked past. Was Daniel here?

I sat on the stool nearest the wall. The bartender was a J-Crew sort of a guy with a nice smile. "What can I get you?" he asked.

I looked down at my hands, "Did any one turn in a black purse a while ago?"

"Maybe, I just got back from a break, let me check." "You're in luck! Here you go" he smiled and handed over the purse. He didn't ask me what was in it. I was confused.

After he walked away I looked inside and sure enough, there was a cell phone, some cash and a big black dildo. I put the cell phone on the bar. It was already turned on. I casually glanced around trying to see if anyone here might try to call me.

I looked back at the phone and saw that the screen was flashing. I picked it up and there was a text message on the screen. It read "You should buy yourself a stiff drink. How about a double rum and coke?"

I smiled, put the phone down and ordered my drink.

It tasted great. I downed it in about a minute and ordered another. What the hell? There was almost a hundred bucks in the purse. As I took a sip of my second drink the cell phone rang.

"How are you doing?" It was Daniel. My heart started beating faster.

"I feel great." But I also started to feel just how flimsy my little dress was. 

"I'm really glad you are enjoying tonight. It's important that you are cool with it."

"I am."

"Are you sure? Because the night isn't over yet."

"I'm glad it's not," I was getting really horny again, "I don't want it to end."

"Good. Finish your drink and then go into the bathroom. Just leave the phone on."

"Ok." My drink was half full. I downed it, and almost fell over as I slid off my stool. I was a little tipsy from the rye. I went into a stall and sat down. I took a deep breath and took the cell out of the bag.

"Hello" I asked.

"Hello Mandy. I want you to take off your dress and hang it over the door of the stall."

The alcohol felt great. The dress was off in an instant. It felt strange to be naked in a public washroom.

"I want you to suck on the dildo. Swallow as much of it as you can. Don't touch yourself unless I tell you to."

"Yes sir." I began to lick the tip of the big, black dildo. I love giving head. I closed my eyes and pushed it deeper into my mouth. My hips started bucking on the toilet seat, I spread my legs wide, bracing my feet against the door of the stall.

"Rub the dildo between your breasts and over your nipples."

I love touching my breasts. The sloppy wet dildo felt heavy and great as I slid it over my nipples and banged it against my breasts. I sucked it a couple more times to lube it up so it would keep sliding. It felt great.

"Now shove the dildo all the way inside your pussy. Do it in one motion."

"Yes sir." I pushed, slowly but never stopping, until the whole thing was inside me. I also brushed my clit with my thumb while I was doing it. I'm sure I was breaking the rules a little.

"Stand up and put your dress on. Don't let the dildo fall out."

It was difficult to keep the dildo in. I had to keep a hand on it or it would push out. My pussy was convulsing. It wanted to come. I managed to get my dress on, but I had to put down the cell.

"My dress is on sir, the dildo didn't fall out."

"Good. Walk out of here. Don't you dare let that dildo slip."

The dildo slipped almost all the way out as soon as I took my hand away. This wasn't going to be easy. 

"Go. You can hang up the phone. After you are outside you can take out the dildo. Lick it clean before you put it back in your purse."

"Yes sir." I hung up the phone. There was no getting around it. I was going to have to walk out there with my hand holding in the dildo. My dress was so short, that everyone will be able to see what I'm doing.

"Here goes nothing" I thought to myself as I stepped out of the stall. Thank goodness I was so horny, and still tipsy. I pumped the dildo up and down a couple of times and walked out into the bar.

It felt so good to push the dildo inside me that I just kept on doing as I walked past the people. I tried not to make eye contact with anyone. I felt so naughty. In no time I was at the door. I stopped, bent over and pulled up my dress. I pumped myself slowly a few times and then walked out.



Mandy's Online Master Ch. 04



My God did I feel good. My pussy was throbbing. I felt like my vagina was the pulsing centre of my being. I walked quickly out of the bar and into the dark night. I realized that I still held the dildo in my hand. 

My orgasm started to fade and the alcohol thickened the back of my head. The cool air calmed me down. I was still walking, still holding the dildo. But I didn't really feel like liking it anymore. Still, Daniel told me too. After all he's done for me I wouldn't disappoint him. I started to lick the dildo clean. I kept walking and kept my eyes straight ahead.

It was getting late, there weren't many people about. I don't know if anyone saw me licking my juices off the black dildo. I put it away in my purse and took out the cell phone. I wanted to have something in my hand.

Wow what a night this has been. I can't believe I’m doing all these things. It's one thing to be a slut for a webcam that nobody but Daniel can see. I can't believe I'm outside acting like a whore. I’m scared, but I love it. I know that I'll do anything he asks. Here I am, alone. I'm out on the street. It's late. I don't even have a key to get back into my place. Maybe I won't go back.

I almost dropped the phone as it rang in my hand. I had forgotten about it. I composed myself and answered on the third ring. "Hello?"

"Hello Mandy. How are you doing?"

"I feel good. Daniel, I feel alive."

"Good, I’m glad. You're being such a good girl. That was a bold display at the bar. Are you getting tired or are you ready for more?"

It was getting late and I was getting cold. "I'm a little cold Daniel, but I don't need to go home yet." I can't believe I'm still turned on. I’m a little slut.

"Do you want more Mandy?"

"Yes Sir, I want to be your little slut."

"Mmmm, that's good Mandy. You are my little slut. Let's have you do something that will warm you up. I think you should go dancing."

I hadn't been dancing in a while, it sounded like fun. "Where would you like me to go Daniel?"

"There is a dance club three blocks south of you. It's called Club Dance. Do you know where it is?"

"Yes Daniel."

"Good. I want you to go there. Have two rum and cokes at the bar, and then hit the dance floor. I want you to play with your breasts while you dance. Have fun out there. Always move closer to anyone who touches you. Refuse nothing. Obey everyone. The only rule is that you must always hold on to your purse and particularly the cell phone. It will flash for messages. You wont here it ring in the club. Go now."

There wasn't a big line at the club. Soon I was in and downing my drinks. The crowd was young, university types filled the place with there clean cut smiles and trendy clothes. I fit in with my cute little dress, although I was a little chunkier than most of the girls.

The drinks made me feel great. It was hot in the club. Time to hit the dance floor.

I walked slowly out, bumping into people as a worked my way over. It felt great. I felt like I was naked. Was Daniel one of the guys I was bumping into? I think he's older than me, but I don't really know. 

I felt a hand on my ass. I stopped. I eased back slightly into the hand. It didn't move. My dress was so short that the fingers were partly touching the touching my skin. I blinked back the alcohol and, without turning around, I opened my legs a little.

Another hand came around on my stomach. It pulled me back into someone. I felt a chin bumd down on my shoulder. "Hey Baby, having fun tonight?" The voice was a little unsteady.

I nodded.

"Me too baby. Wanna dance?"

I nodded again.

The man started swaying side to side right where we were. He was hammered. I let him sway. His hands started roaming, both coming up to cup my breasts. I pushed my ass back against him. He grunted and squeezed my tits. Then one hand strayed down. He was clumsy and I didn't want to let him, but Daniel told me to follow every lead, so I let him. His hands reached my pussy and he grunted in surprise to find me pantiless, and very wet.

I’m sure the people around us were getting a good view, but I didn't care. I was drunk and doing this for Daniel. I ground myself against his hand. I covered his other hand with mine, pushing into my breast. I could feel my dress climbing up my stomach. I could see drunk people looking and pointing but I didn't want to disobey Daniel. And I was so horny.

"You're a good dancer baby. Do you like the way I dance?"

I nodded. I was feeling hotter. I pulled up his hand and sucked on a finger. I could feel him getting hard. I was going to come against his hand.

The crowd parted quickly. Something was happening. Two bouncers appeared through the crowd. One grabbed my by my shoulders and pulled me forward. "Get a room whore! Stop working in here!"

The man jostled me through the crowd and before I could breathe I was out a door and in an alley. I was so surprised. I was ready to fuck that guy right in that club. Actually, I still wanted to.

The cell phone rang.

"Hello Mandy, I'm sorry about your treatment at the club. You did what you were supposed to do. It just didn't work out. Although, I bet you are warmer now."

I laughed. "Yes Daniel. I would have fucked that guy for you."

"I know but he was not right for you. I was the one who tipped off the bouncers."

"Oh" I was caught off guard. "Whatever you want Daniel."

"Right now I want you to take off that dress, lie down, keep your legs in the air and pump yourself with that dildo. I want you to come hard and I want you to be loud. Don't stop for anything, keep the phone on."

Without hesitation I took off the dress. I took the dildo out the purse and I lay down. It penetrated me easily. I worked it in with one hand and held the phone in the other. "Daniel I’m going to come. I’m coming now. Now!" I was exploding. It didn't stop. I started squirting out my juices. I pulled the dildo right out and a big gush flowed, then I slammed the dildo back in, pulling up on it to get my clit. I was still coming. I was still coming.

I finished. I let my legs fall back to the ground.

"Mandy that was beautiful. I saw it all."

I heard a car driving slowly up the alley.

"Mandy a taxi is about to stop in front of you. I want you to get in the back."

The alley was dark, the headlights blinded me. I got in the taxi and quickly closed the door.

"Mandy, put your head down on the seat."

"Daniel! It's you!" The voice didn't come from the phone.

"Yes, put your head down now."

I obeyed.

"On the seat is a leather hood. Put it on now."

I found the hood in the dark and put it on. It was like a big hat. It covered my hair and my eyes, but my nose and mouth was free. I felt the car start to drive. "Good, you can sit up now."

I was in the same car as Daniel. I was so excited. I might get to touch him! I might get to fuck him.

"Take off your dress and throw it out the window." I heard the window roll down.

"Throw out your sandals too."

I threw everything out the window of the moving car. I was alone, with nothing of my own. Even my body belonged to Daniel.



Mandy's Online Master Ch. 05



My breathing was calming down. I could feel sweat on my cheeks against the leather hood. I could also feel it on the back of my neck. I licked the salt from my lips. I was uncomfortable. I couldn't see. I was naked in the back of a taxi, and Daniel was driving. He was right there in front of me. I could feel my nipples tighten in the cool air. My feet felt the gritty matt on the floor of the car. I put my hands in my lap, and slid a finger along my clit. I was tired. I was drunk. I was horny and wrung out at the same time. This rollercoaster night has been incredible. I'm naked, hooded, in a car with Daniel, a man I've only talked to on the phone. I don't even know what he looks like.

Of course he knows what I look like. Ever since he gave me that webcam I've been sending him streams of myself. He's seen every inch of me. My finger strayed back to my clit. He's seen me pull a plug out of my ass and stick it in my mouth just as my pussy erupts in orgasm. He's seen it all. Before tonight I gave myself online to Daniel. Tonight I’m giving myself to him for real.

"How are you feeling?" There is sincere concern in Daniel's voice.

"I feel fine, good." I stumbled a bit over the words. I'm nervous.

"You are doing great."

"Thanks." It felt strange to talk to the darkness, but the leather hood felt cool and good against my skin. My forehead was a little sweaty. "I can't really believe I'm doing this. I'm excited. I want to do it. I don't mean to say that I don't." I was stumbling, nervous.

"Don't worry Mandy. I know you want to do it. I can see it in the way you are tonight. You are wonderful. Of course you are nervous. You're sitting naked in a car with a man you hardly know! And you're ready to do anything for him."

"You are right Daniel." I was a little calmer, although I could feel my heart beating. I slipped my hand back between my legs. It seemed to help. I felt the car turn into a parking lot. I had to steady myself. The alcohol and the leather hood were disorienting. The car stopped.

"Mandy, we are in a parking lot of a motel. It's pretty secluded, but not totally. I’m going to go inside and have a shower. I want you to stay were you are. Keep the hood on. Here is a dildo. I want you to work that slowly in and out of yourself while you squeeze and lick your nipples. Don’t come. I'll lock the car door as I leave. Listen for me, when I unlock the car, that's your signal to get out and come inside. The door is about four feet away from the front of the car. Don't take off your hood."

"Yes Daniel."

"Mandy? Are you ready to take it up a notch?"

"Yes Daniel."

"You are such a good girl."

I heard the front door open and close. I heard his footsteps crunch in the quiet night. The motel door opened and closed. I was alone. I turned the dildo over in my hands. It felt rubbery and strong and big. I kissed the head, imagining Daniel. I took more in my mouth. Soon it was covered in saliva. I let it fall out of my mouth and flop between my breasts. I gave a nipple a squeeze. I loved to feel the weight of my breasts. I squeezed the whole thing again, hard. The dildo slid lower.

I could hear cars going by but I couldn't tell how far away they were. I couldn't hear any people walking. I squeezed my nipple as the dildo found my entrance. Mmm it pushed in and I didn't care about the people. It pushed all the way in and I shoved my butt forward on the seat. It pushed far in and I put my feet up on the back of the front two seats, my toes touching the roof. I pushed it all the way in and held my breast. I thought about what I was feeling. How good it felt to be doing this, to be alive. I licked my lips and opened my mouth. I wanted to taste Daniel. I wanted him inside me. I wanted him to touch me, to feel my breasts. I wanted him.

The locks clicked on the car doors. It took me a minute to register what it meant. I pulled the dildo out so that it ran along my clit. It was wet against my stomach. I licked the head clean, sat up, and opened the door.

The pavement hurt my feet a bit, and it was hard to walk with the hood on, but I managed to feel my way to the front of the car. I let go and walked out, arms outstretched. I felt a window, then siding, then a door. I hoped it was the right one. It opened and I walked inside.

"Close the door Mandy." The voice was reassuring. "I want you to clean yourself up. You still look beautiful, but you've had quite a night. If you keep walking straight ahead you'll find the door to the bathroom. Once you are in the bathroom close the door. Then you can take off your hood. Have a shower. Relax. Take your time. Have a bath if you'd prefer. You've had a bit to drink. I'd like you to clear your head a little before we keep going. But I don't want your head too clear, so I still forbid you to come! I have some things to do. I'll be back in about an hour. You have the run of the room, but don't leave. And you can leave your hood off after you've cleaned up. You are beautiful. You are so giving, so open. No matter what you decide tonight Mandy, I'm very proud of you. Enjoy your shower." 

I heard Daniel walk towards me. I felt a warm hand on my cheek. Then, ever so softly, he kissed my lips. "I couldn't resist" he said. Then he walked out the door.



Mandy's Online Master Ch. 06



I had trouble relaxing in the bathroom. I couldn't decide whether to shower or have a bath. Then I figured a bath would take longer and I knew I had an hour to wait. I just stood there, naked, looking at myself in the mirror. I looked spent. My hair was pressed down and sweaty from the hood. I trembled a little. It was cool in the bathroom and my nipples tightened into little dots. I liked the look of them. 

I turned and drew back the shower curtain only to find a pleasant surprise. The tub was a Jacuzzi and along the back were several different candles as well as a bowl of strawberries. I ran the bath, lit the candles, and popped a strawberry in my mouth. 

The bath felt great. The jets soothed my body and I scrubbed myself clean. It felt great to be naked in a strange place. To know that Daniel was coming back soon. I had eaten about half of the strawberries and was ready to get out of the tub. I was eager to know what Daniel had left for me in the other room. 

It was a nice motel. The beds looked fairly new and the colors were different shades of beige. The carpet felt good on my toes. There was a suitcase on the bed. A laptop sat on the suitcase. It was on and there was a note on the screen.

Mandy, the note read, we have come to an important moment in our relationship. Until now we have interacted at a distance from each other. It has been passionate, but it has also been safe. We were both able to quit at any time. After tonight there will be no going back. After tonight our lives will change. I want you Mandy. I want you to be mine, to be my slave. I want your mind, your body, your soul. After tonight, if you decide to stay, you will leave your former life. You will come with me. You will work for me. You will be mine.

Sitting there on the bed, naked, reading that note I felt a wave of excitement. I felt so in touch with my body, my skin. I noticed that I was slowly rubbing my legs together. I read on.

If you stay you will be mine. I will guide you and take care of you. You will do anything I ask. Tonight's boldness in the bars will be just the beginning. I will ask you to service others, to expose yourself publicly, to perform for your webcam. I will not imprison you, but after tonight you may not feel comfortable ever going back to your old life. 

The choice is yours, and I will respect what you decide. There is a folder on the desktop of the laptop called Mandy. It contains all of the webcam photos that I kept. There are no other copies anywhere. Have a look at them. I might decide to publish them to a web site. We could make some good money with your sexy attitude. Staying with me means that photos like this could become public. That's why you may not feel comfortable going back. Delete the photos if you want. I'll understand. If you choose to stay, pick your favourite photo and leave it open with the laptop beside you on the bed. If you choose to stay I want you lying on your back with your legs spread and your hands behind your head. When I come in I don't want you to say a word. We will talk with our bodies.

If you choose to go, there are clothes in the suitcase, as well as cab fare to get you home. Mandy, I think you are special and I will understand and be happy for you whatever you decide.

Daniel.

I was touched. The note scared me a little, but it was also kind of beautiful. I started to look at the pictures. There I was, being a little slut, holding a dildo between my breasts. In another I was pulling on my nipples and licking my lips. Another had a plug in my ass and my pussy was glistening. In the next one the plug was in my mouth. And as I looked at these pictures it hit me that I had been doing this with Daniel for months now. It all seems a blur. In the beginning I'd send him pictures of me topless. By the end I would do anything he asked.

And I still would. I knew I was going to give myself to Daniel. He was been so kind and patient. I will do anything for him, fuck anybody for him. I opened a picture labeled Daniel's whore. It was of me naked, on my back legs spread, "Daniel's whore" written on my inner thighs. I left this open, lay back, spread my legs and lightly traced my pussy lips with the tip of a finger.



Mandy's Online Master Ch. 07



The door opened. I caught my breath, kept my eyes closed, and continued lazily stroking my pussy. I heard the door close, and then Daniel came over to me.

"Mandy, I’m so glad you decided to stay." He sounded happy. "You want to keep your eyes closed? That's fine." He walked away, and came back. "This might help.

I felt the hood slip over my head. This isn't what I was expecting. I opened my eyes but it was too late--Nothing but darkness and the smell of leather. So much for romance.

"Don't stop playing with yourself Mandy, it makes you look beautiful." I guess maybe I'll find a different kind of romance. I felt Daniel's weight on the bed. "You do look so beautiful." He kissed my shoulder. He kissed my throat. He kissed my mouth, softly. Roll over please Mandy. I did and felt something cool on my back. Then he started rubbing his hands from my shoulders to my ass. The lotion warmed as he rubbed it in. It felt good. I spread my legs a little as his hands reached my ass. 

"Be patient Mandy, there is time for that yet. I want to enjoy you." I felt so good. He massaged my arms and my legs and my feet. I rolled over and he rubbed my stomach and my breasts. I was in heaven.

Eventually he stood up and I could here him undressing. I was so ready to take him. "Take the hood off Mandy. I want you to look into my eyes as you suck my cock."

My hands went up, the hood came off and I looked at Daniel for the first time. He was--regular. He was good looking in his late thirties with short, plain brown hair. He looked fit, his penis was big, and it was hard. I sat up and leaned in to him, taking him in my mouth. Looking up at his face. Daniel. 

"That's good Mandy. Slower. Slower." He softly took my head in his hands and pumped long, deep strokes. I loved it. Then he pushed me back so that I was lying down. He was on top of me. I lifted my legs and grabbed his ass. I could feel his cock sliding up and down the outside of me. I wanted him inside. He found my opening, and slammed in all the way. I was so ready. It felt so good. "Mandy." He looked into my eyes, our lips touching. "This is it Mandy. There is no going back now. You are mine." He was pumping rhythmically. Kissing me softly.

"Yes Daniel. I am yours." And I was.

I started to come. "Oh Daniel, Oh Daniel. I’m coming. I'm coming. Now. Now!"

He grunted and pounded. And went red in the face. A growl escaped him as he came. It was frightening. He looked so angry when he came. He came a long time. It was incredible. 

When he finished he lay on top of me, kissing my cheek. "That was wonderful Mandy." He was calming down, his breathing slowing. His weight felt good and solid on top of me. I slowly traced my fingers along his back. It was the back of a stranger, but it felt good to hold him so close. 

He pushed himself up on his elbows. His pelvis thrust nicely against me. He kissed me again, softly, on the mouth. He smiled, but he looked a little strange. He was still a stranger. He looked over at the laptop. "I like the picture you chose Mandy. It's appropriate. This time making love with you was beautiful. It will be a long time before you earn the right to make beautiful love with me again, my little whore."

With that he rolled off me and walked into the bathroom. I felt abandoned. I wanted to cry. What was happening? In a flash the most beautiful sex I ever had crashed into something less, into reality. I just let a stranger fuck me. I just let a stranger fuck me and I loved it. And I loved him. Why do I always throw love into it? How could I think that Daniel loved me? How could he walk casually into the bathroom without a backward glance? 

He was in the shower now. I didn't know whether to leave, or to join him, or what. I just lay where I was, thinking. I didn't have any clothes to put on. I crawled under the covers of the bed. 

The shower stopped after a while. Daniel strolled back into the room, drying himself. He seemed at ease. "Mandy I feel great. I hadn't come in a week. I just about came before I even penetrated you." He looked at my face. "Is there something wrong?"

I didn't say anything.

"Look at the picture of yourself on the laptop Mandy. That is who you are. That is who I want. I also like the softer side, and I wanted to share my softer side with you, so that you know that it is there. You will see it again. Don't worry. But I also want the girl in the picture, the girl who sent me hundreds of pictures. The little slut who was ready to fuck everyone in the bar tonight. I want both, and for now you will be the slut. Later you may earn something more. I have always been up front and honest with you Mandy."

I looked at him and I remembered all those nights in my room with my webcam. Those times made me feel wicked and alive. All of that was because of Daniel. "I know that you have been honest with me Daniel. I'm just a little nervous. I am still yours. It just might take a little bit for me to adjust, but I will try."

"I know Mandy, I know you will try. You will do more than try, you will succeed." Daniel smiled warmly at me, but he didn't come over and give me the hug that I wanted. "Now Pet, go and get cleaned up. I'll lay some clothes out for you. I'll be back in an hour, be dressed and waiting for me in that chair."

"Yes Daniel."

"One more thing Pet. From now one please call me Master."

"Yes Master."

"Good. See you soon Pet. Get going." I felt awkward as I walked, naked, to the bathroom.

The shower felt good. When I came out there were clothes on the chair, and a leather dog collar with brass letters spelling out "Pet". The collar also had a big ring at the back, I guess so that a leash can be attached. The clothes were a light, long skirt made of rayon with a pretty blue wildflower pattern, a white bra and a light white blouse. There were also a pair of simple sandals. I put everything on including the collar. There weren't any panties.

I sat down on the chair. There was a note on the table. Pet, ready yourself to be a whore.

What did that mean? My heart started beating. In a basket on the table was some lipstick, a deep red. I didn't get a chance to put it on because the door opened and in walked Daniel with another man.

"Here you go sir. She's a natural just like I said." Daniel looked straight at me, "She'll do anything you want, just wear a condom." There were condoms and lube in the basket too. Daniel closed the door, leaving the man in the room with me. He licked his lips.

"Well baby, let's go. Open your shirt so I can look at your titties. He was about fifty, greying and overweight. He huffed his gut in as he undid his pants. "Let's go" he repeated.

I was numb. I looked at him and fingered the buttons of my blouse. They started to move on their own, I pulled the blouse apart.

"Take it right off honey, the bra too."

I stood up. I was a little shaky. I took of my top and my bra. "That's great baby. Come here and give me a little suck." His little penis hung limp, poking out beneath his shirt.

I don't know how, but I took that first step. He reached up and squeezed my breast as I knelt in front of him. He put a hand on my head and I took him in my mouth.

"Mmm, that feels fine honey. You keep that up, just like that." He was getting harder. I touched his balls. "Yes! That's it, get into it."

I didn't know if I could get into it. Daniel was probably outside, or maybe not. I was doing this for him, not for this guy. Although it was kind of exciting to suck a strange cock. The guy seemed safe enough. Two cocks in one day! I giggled to myself and kept sucking. 

"Okay honey, I’m ready." He pulled away and lay down on the bed. "climb over here and get on top of me. I want to see you bounce good."

I was feeling more comfortable. I was wet as I slipped of the skirt. The man was surprised to see my bald pussy. But he liked it. I straddled him. Took his cock in my hand, looked him straight in the eye and dropped down on him. It felt good. I pumped and grinded and worked him. I kept my eyes closed most of the time and thought of Daniel.

Suddenly, the man grabbed my hips and rocked hard into me a couple of times screaming in a high-pitched voice as he came. It was then that I realized I had forgotten to use a condom. "Oh boy, that was good baby. Give me a little suck to clean me off. It's easier than a wash cloth. That's a good girl now."

I came up and he fell out of me. I could feel his semen trickling down and out of me. Reluctantly I slid down his body and started licking his flaccid cock. I hope he doesn't have any diseases. His cock tasted good. It tasted like me, with semen mixed in. It actually turned me on to do it. The whole thing. Fucking a stranger.

When I was done, the man got up, dressed and left. "Thanks" he mumbled on his way out the door. 



Mandy's Online Master Ch. 08



The man walked out. I didn't even know his name. I could feel his cum running out of me. I felt strange. The laptop was still on. It showed the picture of me spread with "Daniel's whore" written on my inner thighs. I guess I am his whore now. I got up and went to clean up. I was tired.

I was just walking over to my clothes when the door opened. I froze. Daniel walked in. "Hello Pet. How did you like your first time working for me?"

"It was alright Master." I didn't really know what to say.

"All right? Come here Pet. Kneel down."

I did.

"I hope you liked it Pet. I chose a decent enough fellow for you. Driving a taxi gives me the chance to be selective. I meet all kinds of people." I put a hand on the top of my head. Stroking me like a cat. "Tell me about it Pet."

"Well Master, he asked me to take my clothes off, then he asked me to suck him. Once I got going my nerves calmed down. Then he lay on the bed and I got on top of him and took him inside me. He came quickly, I wasn't excited enough to come."

"Did you need any lube Pet?"

"No Master I forgot about the basket once we got started." 

"What! Didn't you use a condom?"

"No Master, I forgot. I'm sorry." My face felt hot. I was embarrassed. I noticed that Master was no longer stroking my head.

Master walked away. He slammed his fist down on the table, sending the basket the lube the condoms flying all over the room. "Dammit Mandy how could you! How could you do that? You are a little whore." He stormed over to me. I was scared. He grabbed my collar and yanked me over to the bed. He threw me face down. I tried to be still.

Whack! He smacked my ass and it killed. It burned. It felt like I was bleeding. Whack! Again. Whack! Again. I was grunting to control myself.

"Look at you, you whore. I can see his come leaking out of you. Whack! If you think I’m going to put my dick back in that filthy hole you have another thing coming. Whack! Tears were running down my cheeks. "What if the guy has a disease?" Whack! "I'm so angry at you, you whore!" 

He was losing control. I was really scared. Was he going to leave me? "I'm sorry Master. I didn't mean to do it. I was nervous. Not thinking clearly." My voice was unsteady.

"I know Mandy, I know." I could hear him breathing deeply. "I don't like to lose my temper. But I'm so disappointed. I was looking forward to playing with you. Now I will have to waitsix months for your STD tests to be clean."

Six months? What am I going to do for six months? "Six months Master?"

"Yes" He paused for a moment. "Since you like being a whore you will be one, for one week you will get so much come you will drown in it. Then you will play safe and if you get a clean bill of health in six months I will play with you as my Pet. Until then you will work as my Whore." He capitalized the last word.

I was devastated. The tears kept coming.

"I'm leaving Whore. Stay here. You must be exhausted. Get some sleep. There are some sandwiches in the bag by the door. There is also a cell phone. Keep it on at all times. Don't leave this room until I call. I may not call until tomorrow morning. There is cash in the bag too. Order food. You will be in here all day. I may not call you until tomorrow morning."

He turned to go. I whimpered. He turned. "This doesn't change anything. You are still mine. Instead of being my Pet, you are my Whore. This does make things interesting. Take off your collar. You don't deserve it. I'll get you another that's more appropriate."

I took off the dog collar with the tag "Pet" written on it. I handed it to Master. He looked at it thoughtfully. "Yes this could make things much more interesting." He touched my cheek with his hand, and then left.

I was exhausted.

I slept.

I woke up sometime in the afternoon. I ate. Watched TV. I was bored. I didn't know what to do. It occurred to me that I was supposed to be at work today. My manager would have called my apartment by now. He will be pissed.

It was strange, but I didn't feel like I should be there. That old drabby life held little interest for me. I was always tired. I didn't really have any good friends. No boyfriend. Never enough money. My life was a drudgery.

Now, I guess, I'm a whore. I can't believe how quickly things changed. I'd been performing on my webcam for Daniel for months, but now I'm a real life, out-in-the-world slut. I'm naked, in a strange hotel room, softly playing with a breast. Waiting for whatever Daniel brings me. 

I got up and walked over to the laptop. While it booted up I thought about what I was doing. I could get in trouble. I could get hurt.

Then I looked at the hundreds of photos on the computer. Me, naked, being a slut. I'm sucking on dildos. I'm driving them inside me, and inside my ass. I’m putting clothespins on my nipples. I’m binding my breasts with twine until they change color. I'm shaving myself hairless. I'm Daniel's slut. Over and over, that's what those photos say. And they are right. This is what I want. I’m scared. But even after he hit me this morning. I’m most scared that he'll leave. Even after he hit me, the toughest thing to face is the thought that we won't make love for another six months.

The cell phone rang. I had forgotten about it.

"Hello Whore. Are you still in the motel room?"

"Yes Master."

"Good. That's good. How do you feel?"

"I feel better, more rested Master. It still hurts to sit though."

"I know Whore. It's too bad that I had to punish you. But you made me so angry. I think things will work out for the better in the long run. You have opened up some new possibilities for us Whore. You gave me a lot to think about. I was going to use you to humiliate yourself on the net--don't worry I still will. You have shown a particular talent for performing for a webcam. But first I will use you as a real Whore. We can make a lot of money quickly. It will make it easier for us. I really do drive a taxi. I'm not poor, but I'm not loaded either. Fortunately, I meet all kinds of people in a day, and lots of them are willing to pay big bucks for a fuck, especially if they don't have to wear a condom. That's the way you like it, right Whore?"

I hesitated, "Yes Master." My stomach thrilled a little at the thought. The danger was exciting. My love of the rush is what got me here in the first place.

"Good. Get ready. I will be dropping of a guy in about fifteen minutes. He has paid good money . He wants a blow job, then sex, then anal. And he wants to finish down your throat. Make sure you swallow everything and clean him up afterwards. Clean up quick when you're done. I've got two more guys lined up already. They haven't told me what they want to do, but I let them know that you would refuse them nothing. This is much easier than I thought it would be. I have a couple of your photos printed up on nice glossy paper. People think you are sexy, and with your slutty poses they know you will be submissive. Bye for now Whore, I've got more business to drum up. I'll talk to you later."

The line went dead. I tried to swallow.



Mandy's Online Master Ch. 09



I couldn’t believe this was happening to me. I stood there, looking at the cell phone. Naked. Scared. And aroused. 

A stranger was going to knock on this motel door any moment now. A stranger, and I was going to let him have my mouth, my pussy, my ass. No condoms. Nothing. I will do whatever he asks. I will do it because that is what Daniel wants. And, it was turning out, that whatever Daniel wants was what I wanted too.

I was giving—no, I had given myself to Daniel and I felt more alive than ever. No more dreary job, boring friends, boring life. I was doing something. Really doing something. I felt the gritty carpet on my bare feet. I felt a bit of a chill. I went to the bathroom to quickly clean myself up.

There was a quiet knock on the door. I walked over, naked. I put my hand on the doorknob, took a deep breath, and opened it.

The man stared at me for a moment, and then he stepped inside. I closed the door behind him and before I could turn around his hand was on my ass. He gave me a good squeeze.

“That’s nice honey. I like a woman who looks like a real woman.” He gave me another squeeze. “Your boss, he ah, he told you what I want.”

I turned around and looked him in the eye. “Yes sir, he did.”

“Good, your boss told me you were very obedient.”

“Yes sir.”

“Good.”

Once again, it was easier once I got started. He looked me up and down, slowly. I sank down to my knees in front of him. I was looking straight ahead at the bulge in his pants.

“Go ahead honey.”

I reached forward and rubbed his cock through his pants. I could feel it hardening. It wasn’t all the way there yet. I undid his belt and opened his pants. I rubbed him through his briefs. He was getting much harder now. I started to pull down his pants, but the man stopped me.

“Just a sec, hon. Let me make this easier.” And he walked over and sat down on the bed. He took of his shoes and socks. Soon he was naked. He was in his forties. He had a bit of a gut and he was a little soft all over. It was a funny contrast to his penis poking up from his lap. He lay back on the bed, but he kept his feet on the ground. “Come here honey, kneel between my legs and lick my balls.”

I walked over, knelt between his legs, and started to lick his soft, fuzzy little balls. It tickled. This was kind of fun. 

“Take them in your mouth.”

I did. He liked that.

“Now I want you to rub me with those titties of yours. Rub my cock with them.”

I rised up, put my hands on the bed and slowly ran my tits along his cock. I could see a little trail of precum on my left breast. He reached down and grabbed my tits. He started to squeeze harder.

“These are nice.” He kept squeezing. This was hurting. “Does that hurt hon? I hope it hurts a little. You’re real nice, but I like ‘em to be a little scared of me.”

With that he let go of my breasts, grabbed the back of my head and jammed me down on his cock. It plunged into my mouth. I choked a little. Then I caught my breath. He kept pumping my head up and down. Then he threw my face off of him and he grabbed my thigh. “Let’s see what you got babe.” He pulled my leg over his face and now I was straddling him with my hands on the bed beside his knees. He plunged his face up into my pussy. I could feel his whiskers scratching my thighs. He licked frantically. A couple of times his chin would bump up into my clit, and that felt good, but mostly I felt a bit silly squatting there. I kept thinking of the previous guy’s come. I hope I washed well enough.

Then he started licking my ass. That felt good and I leaned back into him. He stuck his tongue right in. I liked it. He grabbed my hips and started pumping me in and out. I reached down and grabbed his cock, but he immediately pulled my hand away. He kept pumping me on his face.

Next he put both hands on my ass and slid me down so that I was straddling his cock. He slipped easily inside me. I started pumping up and down. One of his thumbs pushed at my anus, and then popped inside as I rode him. It felt good. I felt hot. 

Then he slipped his other thumb inside my ass. That was a tighter fit, but I still liked it. I kept riding him. He began to really pull my ass apart with his thumbs. I grunted and slowed down.

“Keep it up babe. Your ass is mine. Isn’t it?” He pulled a little harder.

I grunted. “Yes sir.” I kept fucking him.

After a bit of this he pushed me forward. I fell right of the edge of the bed. He stood up over me. “Don’t move bitch. Here I come.” My ass was sticking up, my face was pressed on the ground.

He grabbed my hips and pushed his cock against my ass. My anus tightened, resisting him. He couldn’t get inside. He pulled back and slammed into my pussy once, twice, three times. His next stroke hit my anus hard. He blasted in. I screamed. I couldn’t breath. I felt like I was bleeding. There were tears in my eyes. I could feel his pelvis hitting my butt, but my anus was white pain. I didn’t know what was happening. I moaned into the carpet, I was drooling and crying. He didn’t stop.

“Scared bitch?” He seemed on top of the world.

He kept pumping. The pain receded and I could now feel him moving inside me. I felt like I was ripped up and bleeding. But he was now moving freely, the pain didn’t get worse.

He stopped. He pulled out. I kept my head down.

“Okay bitch. Come here and take it. Come here!” He was going to cum any moment.

I raised my head and looked around. I couldn’t believe that there wasn’t any blood on his penis. I leaned forward and licked the head.

He grabbed my head and thrust in all the away. I could feel his cum. I was choking. He kept pumping and pumping.

Then he stopped. He pulled his soft penis out of my mouth and dragged it all over my face.

“Lick it clean for me hon.”

I did.

He got dressed and left. 



Mandy's Online Master Ch. 10



The man left. I could still taste his cum mixed with the lube from my ass. I felt warm, and a bit sweaty. I wasn’t sure what was happening. It seemed unreal. I was Daniel’s whore. I survived it. I survived having sex with a stranger. It was kind of fun. One hand strayed to my sensitive breast, the other to my clit. I was still very wet. I sunk to my knees, rubbing my breast and clit. It felt so good. I leaned forward until my face was in the carpet. How many people had fucked in this motel room? I stuck out my tongue and tasted the carpet. My orgasm was coming. I squeezed my breast hard. My other hand was a blur. I came hard, shuddering. It felt great.

After, I went to the bathroom to clean up. Daniel said to more men were coming, but I didn’t know when. Daniel said that they paid good money and that I would refuse them nothing. I was still scared, but I was also more comfortable after getting through my first encounter.

The cell phone rang. It was Daniel.

“How are you Whore?”

“I’m ok Master.”

“Did you like the man I sent you? I picked a nice easy one for you first time.”

“I did like him Master. He was nice to me.”

“Well the next two men won’t be so nice. They paid a thousand bucks to have there way with the piece of meat who would photograph herself in so many degrading ways. I will drop them off soon, when I pick them up they better be satisfied.”

“Yes Master.”

“Good Whore. Unlock the door and leave it slightly open. Then get on your hands and knees facing away from the door. Put you face on the carpet and keep your ass in the air. Don’t move until my friends come and tell you otherwise.”

This was sounding more serious. “Yes Master.” I was nervous. The line went dead.

There wasn’t much for me to do other than obey. I opened the door a crack, and then went and knelt in the middle of the room. I felt like the door could blow open any minute giving the world a view of my ass.

I guess, the truth was the door would open any minute and two strangers would get much more than a view of me. 

I could feel a breeze on my ass. I was horny. I heard a car pull up. The door opened. I heard people come in. The door closed. I heard more footsteps. “Put your hands on your cheeks babe, pull that ass apart.” The voice was calm.

I pulled my cheeks apart.

“Good.” The same voice replied. “That’s good.” I heard the two men walk into the room. The door clicked shut. I heard something fall to the ground near my head, but I kept my face in the carpet. “I printed a few of these out whore, have a look.”

I turned my head to see glossy printouts of me, naked on my hands and knees one hand working a dildo in my pussy and the other hand across the top of my butt working a plug in my ass. It seems strange to see me on paper, doing these things. I remember taking the photo. It was actually difficult to frame it right. It took a few tries before it was good enough to send to Daniel. I came as I emailed him the photo.

I heard two more things fall to the floor. A dildo and a butt plug. “Get started whore. My friend and I are going to have a drink and unwind…and, oh yes, put this on.” A leather hood fell to the floor. I still hadn,t seen the two men. I guess I wouldn’t.

The hood was soft leather. It felt hot, but smelled nice. I took me a bit to get the buckle under my chin on right. It left my mouth and nose free, but covered the rest of my head. 

“Get started whore. You can suck on the toys if you need to, but I want them both pumping in and out of you soon. Do what I say and this will be fun. Disobey and I’ll hit you.” I heard a can crack open, and then another. Then the tv turned on.

The man was so casual about hitting me. I got more scared. I fumbled around for the toys and licked them well, especially the plug. The dildo felt good going in, the plug took some doing but I was scared.

After a couple of minutes I heard the tv turn off. “Whore, leave the toys in and roll over onto your back.”

I rolled over. It felt good to straighten out. “Pull your knees up whore, get your feet off the ground.” As I did the dildo fell out. “Whore! You lost your dildo. I’ll put it back for you.” I felt quick steps through the rug. I kept my knees up to my chest. I could feel the dildo tracing the outline of my labia. Instead of putting it back in he pulled out the butt plug. “Here you go whore.” He shoved the dildo in my ass, and kept pushing until it was all the way in. 

I grunted.

“That hurt whore?” He pushed the dildo even further. I felt my anus pucker. He had pushed the dildo all the way inside me.

“No Master.”

“Open your mouth.” He pushed the butt plug into my mouth. It tasted like ass and saliva. I had to fight the urge to gag.

He pushed the plug deeper, and I gagged. He gagged me again. I was going to throw up. He pulled the plug out.

“Let’s have some fun. Bill, put that camera down and come over here.” They had a camera. I felt them each grab one of my legs and tie something around my ankles. Some kind of bar held my feet apart. Then they tied my hands. Next they attached my left ankle to my left hand, and the same on the right. My hands were helpless down beside my hips and my knees were in the air. My pussy and anus were available for Bill’s camera.

“We’ve seen your photos already whore so I am sure you don’t mind more. Am I right?”

I didn’t know how a really felt but I said “Yes Master.”

I felt hands on my breasts. Massaging, squeezing. A little hard, but I liked it. My breasts are very sensitive. Then each man took a breast and started to pull. It hurt. Then they started sucking on my nipples, trying to pull them as far as they could into their mouths. My sensitive skin rubbed against their stubble. I felt a hand on my left foot, caressing. It slid along my leg and, without pause, pushed inside my pussy. I bucked my hips for him. He pushed harder, filling me more. I heard the other man stand up and unzip his pants. I licked my lips.

“You ready whore? Open your mouth. 

I showed him my throat. He plunged into my mouth. I gagged, and gagged, but he didn’t pull out. He just pushed. I retched. And he withdrew. Slapping his cock on my face. I took a breath and he shoved in again, slower, but just as deep. At the same time the other man pushed what felt like his fist inside me. Someone tweeked my nipple and I thought I would come right there.

They both withdrew. “You like that whore? You like being our hole?”

“Yes master.” I was breathing heavily.

I felt a finger in my ass, then another. I thought I would rip open. “Let’s get that dildo back shall we?” Somehow I survived them pulling the dildo out of my ass. It went into my mouth.

Fingers went back into my ass. Cock went back into my sighing mouth. My hands gripped the bar that held my ankles apart and held on tight. I was pretty sure I could make it through this. I was pretty sure I was loving it.

Suddenly the bar lifted up. My knees came to my chest. My ass lifted up. Wham! A cock pushed into my ass and drove deep.

“All the way on the first stroke. You love it whore.” I couldn’t talk. The cock pumped harder in my mouth. The cock in my ass pulled back and started thrusting rhythmically to the alternate beat of the one fucking my mouth.

The men kept this up for a while. I felt so slutty, so filled up. I wanted them to touch my breasts or my pussy, but they concentrated on my ass and my mouth. I was getting wetter, and thinking about how I must look—hands bound to ankles, spread wide, getting fucked in my ass and my mouth. I was just a doll being used. I wasn’t moving at all, only taking, and taking.

Then they both pulled out and let go of my legs. My feet hit the floor and my knees widened apart. I wanted them back inside me. I grunted as one of them landed on me, penetrating my pussy with his dick. Thrusting hard, I could feel his breath on my chin. I stuck out my tongue and he took it in his mouth. God he was slamming me hard. I started to come. He pulled out and rolled off of me.

I didn’t come.

Then the next man landed on me and pounded me just as hard. But he rolled off without letting me come.

Whack! A hand smacked my pussy. Another hit my breasts, and another. I couldn’t help myself, I started to come. My hips bucked, my legs lifted up, spreading my ass wide. I strained my fingers in to touch my pussy, but I couldn’t. It didn’t matter. The bar pushing against my butt reminded me of what a whore I was. I was coming. I knew they had a camera, but it didn’t matter. I was coming. Liquid gushed out of me, spurting who knows where. I came and came. And then I was done. I had broken out in a sweat. I shivered.

“Finished before we did eh whore? You’ll pay dearly for that.”

He sounded angry. I was scared—no longer as horny. I didn’t know what to say. “I’m sorry, I-” “Shut up whore. Roll over and stick your ass in the air.”

It was hard to do with the bar holding my ankles apart, but I managed. Hands lifted my ass up and up until there was an uncomfortable amount of pressure on my face. They dragged me across the room. My face burned along the carpet. Then I felt hands on my shoulders lifting me up so my face bounced on the bed. My hands were still attached to my ankles so I was only on the bed from my shoulders up, but it was better. My face hurt.

Boom! A dick slammed into my ass. Pounding and pounding. My whole bum was still soaking wet from my come. They forced my head to the right. A dick pushed into my throat. They were back at it, but this time they were more insistent. 

“How close are you Bill? I’m getting there.”

“I’m close too.”

“Good, I’m going to shoot in her ass, then I want us to switch. After you shoot we’ll have some fun with her.”

“Sure.” Bill sounded excited. “Besides we don’t want to take too long with the first come. I want to come at least once again before our four hours are up.”

Four hours?

“You bet, this is just a warm up. Sort of a test drive.”

The men chuckled as they kept pumping me.

“Here I go.” The man increased his pace in my ass. I felt him thrust once deep. He sighed.

“My turn,” Bill sounded in a hurry. His cock popped out of my mouth and he shoved Bill out the way. I think he was coming before he even penetrated me. He had a big orgasm.

“Stay in there Bill, don’t pull out. I’ve got an idea.”

“Okay, pull out now. I”ll catch our come in this glass. Then we can make the whore drink it.”

I could feel the semen spilling out of me. I didn’t want to do this.

They threw me up on the bed. “Open up whore. This is what you get for coming first.”

Reluctantly I opened my mouth. It didn’t taste bad. I drank it down. And for the men I licked my lips after I was done. 



Mandy's Online Master Ch. 11



I could taste the cum in my mouth. Both men had unloaded in my ass, one after the other and then they caught the cum in a glass. As punishment for having an orgasm, they made me drain the glass.

I still had the leather hood on, so I couldn't see my tormentors. I downed the semen and licked my lips for the two men. They paid a thousand dollars to have me for four hours and Daniel would be angry with me if they didn't leave satisfied.

We had only been playing for around forty-five minutes—a test drive they said.

Here I was, sitting on the floor, naked. My wrists were bound to my ankles and my legs were held apart by a bar. The only thing I was wearing was a leather hood that covered by hair and my eyes, leaving my nose and mouth free. My Master Daniel had told me to do whatever these men asked. This was all new to me, but I wanted Daniel to be impressed. 

I knew that I had disappointed him when I forgot to wear a condom with the first stranger that Daniel had me fuck. I can't believe that was only yesterday. A day ago I was a horny normal girl. Now I sit naked in front of two strangers who I haven't even seen, and I have given them permission to abuse me however they want for the next few hours.

I was scared, and I was excited. When I was horny I was less scared. The sick thing is I was horny a lot. These men had threatened to hit me. They had taken me brutally and will surely do so again. All these thoughts swam through my mind as I smelled the sweaty leather of the hood and sat naked tasting the cum from the two strange men.

I could hear them quietly sipping beers. They weren't drunk but I could smell the beer. I was on the floor and they sat on the bed. I could hear them breathing. I was thirsty, and my mouth still tasted of cum.

"Could I have a sip please?" I asked politely.

One of the men grunted and chuckled, "You've already had your drink whore. Do you want some more?"

I didn't know what to say. "The beer smells good, and I'm thirsty."

"Let her have some. We don't want her to fade on us."

"Good point."

I felt a can placed at my lips. I drank, spilling some down my chin. I could feel the cool liquid between my breasts. The beer felt good on my body and it tasted great. I drank until the can was taken away.

"Thank-you." I said in a small voice.

"Do you need to use the bathroom?" One of the men asked.

I didn't know how I could with my hands and feet bound, but I said that did.

"Fine. I do too" said one of the men. 

I felt my wrists and ankles being unclipped from the bar. A hand at my elbow jerked me up on my shaky legs and guided me to the bathroom.

"Get in the bathtub whore. The toilet is too good for you."

What else could I do?

"Turn around and face the wall."

One of them took off my hood. The cool air felt great on my sweaty face. I reached up to brush my wet hair off my forehead, "Stop whore. Don't try to fix yourself up. We want the photos to show your true self. Reach down and grab your ankles and don't move unless I tell you too."

"Yes sir."

I heard the other man come into the room. Someone put swim goggles on over my head, only they were opaque. I couldn't see a thing.

"Turn around whore and keep squatting. Don't let go of your ankles."

I shuffled around. I heard the camera clicking. 

"Okay whore. This is your toilet. If you have to go now is your chance."

I wasn't sure if I could go in front of these men. But as my orgasm wore off I realized that I had to pee. I tried to relax. I tried to breathe. 

Finally a little trickle started to flow. I could feel the warm urine splash on my feet. The trickle grew into a stream. I felt good. I heard the camera clicking. I couldn't believe what I was doing.

As the flow slowed I realized that the piss was pooling around my feet. I think the plug was in the drain. This made me uncomfortable.

"Now it's our turn whore. I've seen you drink our cum. Now I want to see you drink our piss."

Oh my God. I was scared of these people. The man sounded so serious, so intimidating.

"Open your mouth. I want to shoot this right down your gullet. You don't have to swallow. You can let the piss dribble out. That'll look good on the video. I also want you to start rubbing your clit really hard and fast. I want you hand to be a blurr. Get started and remember to keep you mouth open."

I reached up and starting rubbing my clit. It felt nice but I wasn't into it. 

"Faster whore."

I went faster.

"Open wide."

I opened my mouth.

"Here comes."

The stream started at my chest and then as it got stronger I could feel the warmth and smell the stench as it hit my chin and went into my mouth. 

I coughed and the piss hit my nose and forehead.

I kept rubbing myself and I was getting turned on by the humiliation. I opened my mouth back up and took the stream. It wasn't so bad, although it stank. I focused on my clit and rubbed like a mad woman. My hips started bucking and I leaned into the stream and tried to get to the cock.

"Easy whore. Easy." He stopped pissing. Then I felt him move closer and shake his dick. A couple of drops hit my face. He slipped his soft dick into my mouth and I immediately sucked him. My clit was on fire. The man pulled back.

I heard the other voice, "Round two baby. Open up."

I was close to orgasm. I turned to the sound of the voice, opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue.

The piss hit me square in the face. This time the man moved in much closer. It was hard not to gag. I flicked the tip of his cock with my tongue, piss splashed all over. I started to come. My body rocked. The man finished and I immediately took him in my mouth. With the final throes of my orgasm I released my own liquids into the tub.

I finished and fell forward from my squat, my knees banged on the side of the tub.

"All done whore? You sure do come a lot." The man was laughing quietly. I think he was impressed with me. "Here is what you will do. I want you to get your face down into that mess and start drinking. Make sure you keep your ass high in the air. This will make a great closing shot for the video. But first, when I cue you I want you to say, ‘Thank-you masters for using me. I am yours. I will do anything for you."

I knew this would be recorded. I knew what it meant. I knew I was already so far gone down this path that it didn't matter. I could smell the piss. I felt like my pussy was my entire being. I said, with one hand grazing my clit and the other holding out a breast, "Thank-you masters for using me. I am yours. I will do anything for you."

With that I turned, stuck my ass up in the air, and slowly started to lap up the piss.



Mandy's Online Master Ch. 12



It took me a while to lick up all the piss in the tub. But there wasn't actually all that much. It was just an awkward thing to do, keeping my ass in the air for the camera and my hands around my ankles. 

When I finished the men left me alone in the bathroom. They told me to clean myself up, put the hood back on and wait on my hands in knees for their call. 

My hurried shower felt great. I dried myself slowly, letting the towel range over my body. I still thought of it as my body even though I seemed to give away at the drop of a hat. That's not true. Daniel and I had exchanged thousands of emails before I gave myself to him. I sent him hundreds of pictures of me doing all kinds of crazy debased things. I had never come so hard.

But now it's different. Now I am out there. Now I have been fucked on film by strangers. I had no idea where this was all going. Now I could really get hurt. I could really get some disease or get beat up or whatever. 

As I dried myself I looked into the steamy mirror and I saw a wet hazy reflection of myself. I looked down and saw the leather hood on the sink. Little drops of water had condensed on it. I wiped them away. 

The mirror was clearing up. Who did I see in there? I heard laughter out in the motel room. Will the girl in the mirror put on the hood and give herself to the men out there. More laughter—how many men are out there? My nipples hardened as the air in the bathroom cooled. I looked at them, and then I looked at the hood. 

I jumped when I heard a knock at the door. "Let's go whore, get your ass out here and get ready to be fucked. It's time for the main event."

I had been standing at the mirror for a while. My heart was now racing. I looked down and saw the hood in my hands. I licked my lips and put it on.

Even as I fumbled for the door knob I knew that it was never in doubt that I would put the hood on, that I would crawl out there and give myself to those strange men. 

As I opened the door the voiced in the room grew quiet. I slowly crawled out into the main room. My jaw started trembling and my stomach felt hollow. I tried to breath deeply. I kept putting one hand, and then one knee, in front of the other.

"That's good whore. Stop right there. Put your face to the floor and spread your ankles out wider." It was one of the men who had used me before. I obeyed.

"Well gentlemen, here we have one grade-A slut. She will take you all and then beg for seconds. We own her for the next three hours. In that time she will take all of you. She will take you in her mouth, her pussy and her ass. Here is how it will work. There are ten of you—that's eighteen minutes each with the whore. I want you to have her one at a time. Six minutes in her mouth, six in her pussy and then six in her ass. I want you to pull out and shoot all over her mouth, then she will lick you clean. I will tell you when to switch holes."

Some of the guys asked about double and triple teaming me. The man in charge said, "Look guys, this is what I'm paying you for. One at a time I can turn this little session into ten internet videos. I make more cash if we spread you guys out. This way I can release a movie a week for two and a half months. I'd have to pay you less otherwise."

One of the guys spoke up, "But you are hardly paying us now."

"Look, you get to fuck this whore for free don't you? Shut up and get that dick of yours hard. You, you're hard, you get to go first. Remember don't talk. Take charge of her. Pump her hard. Get going. Time is money."

With that I heard footsteps approach me. "Get that head up and that mouth of yours on that cock whore." The man in charge was playing it up for the video. 

I got to my knees. I opened my mouth and a cock shoved in. It hurt as it hit the back of my mouth. Two hands grabbed my head and the stranger started rocking in and out of my mouth. This wasn't fun. And this was only the beginning.

We got a rhythm going—not that I had much choice. The man just face fucked me, keeping his hands on the back of my head the whole time. It got easier as I started to make more saliva. I was surprised when I heard the man in charge say it was time to start fucking.

The dick popped out of my mouth and the hands pushed my head down to the floor. The man moved behind me and shoved his dick inside my pussy. He wasn't able to get all the way in on the first push and it hurt, but after a couple of stokes it started to feel good. Again I didn't do anything, the guy just pumped in and out his hands on my hips.

I was enjoying this. I could hear the voices around me. I could sense the naked men staring at me and getting hard. I liked being the only woman in the room, knowing that I was going to satisfy all these men. 

Then I felt something cold squish into my ass. "There you go whore. The first dick in your ass gets lube. The rest will have to be lubed by your pussy so I hope you stay wet. It's time to switch." 

My reverie vanished and I clenched up, worried about how much this next part will hurt. Of course, that just made it hurt even more. Tears came to my eyes and I caught my breath as the guy pushed into my ass way too fast. It seemed to burn and ache all at the same time. God it hurt. I knew that I just had to breathe and that the pain would go away soon. But I wanted it to go away now. I panicked a little and moved forward to take some pressure of my ass.

"No you don't whore. Take that dick. Show the camera how much you love it." The man in charge was angry. "Drill her dude. Take charge."

I felt the grip on my hips tighten and the guy behind my started fucking my ass harder. I was getting over the initial shock and my ass was relaxing. It still ached but it wasn't burning anymore. We started to get a good rhythm going.

My breasts felt good as they swung underneath me. I thought about the nine other guys in the room that would get to use me. Nine other guys that I couldn't see because of the hood. I was pretty turned on.

"Okay dude, you've got two more minutes then I want you to blast in the whore's mouth. Make sure you get it all over her face, then stick your cock in and let her clean her ass off you." I was ready. I wanted him to do it. I wanted his dick in my mouth in front of all those guys, in front of the camera, for Daniel. I licked my lips and let my mouth fall open.

"You. You are next. Get ready. Keep yourself hard." The man in charge was lining up number two.

I couldn't wait.

I felt the first man pull out and rush around to face me. I opened my mouth wider and felt his hot cum hit me. I licked my lips and leaned forward trying to get him in my mouth. My tongue flicked across his head and I lunged down on his cock. It tasted mostly of lube. I could here some gasps from the men in the room as I showed my eagerness.

"Next."

The man pulled away and immediately another cock pushed at my mouth. I was horny. I started sucking for all I was worth. This was the second of ten and I was in fine form.

I was a slut. I loved being used. I loved the fact that this was all on camera and that there were lots of guys in the room watching me do this. I knew no one would recognize me because of the leather hood. It liberated me, let me be the slut I wanted to be. I felt great.

My jaw was just getting sore when the man in charge told the guy fucking my face to bury himself in my pussy. I was ready and I dropped my face to the floor and waved my ass for him.

He buried himself easily and I felt an orgasm building. I couldn't move much because the guy was riding my hard with his hands on my hips, but I tried to push back into him. I felt a thumb push at my ass and I moaned as it slid in.

"Switch." called the man in charge.

The guy pulled out and, without missing a beat, pushed into my ass. It hurt just enough that it killed my building orgasm. I was a little frustrated and still horny as hell.

The guy kept pounding my ass. He was excited. I could feel his balls slap into my pussy. I wanted to reach between my legs and play with my clit, but I needed both hands to balance myself from this hard fucking. My clit was pulsing. I could feel the cool air on it as the guy pounded in and out of me. I could still taste the last guy's come, and the lube from my ass. I really wanted to cum. I really needed to cum.

And then, I started cumming. The guy kept pounding my ass and my pussy contracted, sending a gush of juices splatting on the floor. I moaned. I grunted. I came like an animal. I came like a slut.

It was too much for the guy fucking me. He rushed around and blasted his load all over my face. I felt great as I licked his softening cock, sucking everything from it.

"Enough whore, enough. It's time to switch."

I can't believe the man in charge had to tell me to stop. I was getting into this. I pulled back, licked my lips and opened my mouth. "Give it to me" I said.

The third guy walked straight into me. He just walked his cock right into my waiting mouth. My tongue stretched out to meet him and guide him to my throat. His Pelvis flattened my nose through the hood and his hands hit my chin. 

I could tell he was impressed with how deep he got into my mouth on the first try. But it wasn't the first try for me. He moved his hands to the back of my head and pushed in even deeper. I didn't move. I just held my mouth open and pushed my tongue out and let him fuck my face. I thought he was going to come right then and there. I was so turned on.

I got an idea. I thought it would be fun to try and get the guy fucking my face to come early. I started moaning and with one hand ran my fingernails lightly from his calf up to his thigh. Then I let them dance around his balls. I felt them tighten and he pumped my face harder and faster. I leaned into his thrusts and moaned again. I reached back with a finger and pushed against his anus. The guy fucking my face grunted and I cupped his ass and pulled him into my face.

I felt his butt tighten. I slipped my finger partway inside him. He moaned and started bucking into my face like a madman. I could tasted him. He was going to come. I pushed my finger further up his ass, and that did it.

He grunted like an animal and came. Spurt after spurt filled my throat. My finger went further up his ass and I was really pulling him hard into me. I was moaning. I could feel my boobs bouncing and I could feel the cool air on my pussy.

I don't know why I did it, but it made me feel good to take control like that, to show the man in charge just how much I wanted the come in my mouth.

When the man in charge figured out what had happened we was angry. "What the hell are you doing whore? Are you trying to wreck my movie. No, keep the cameras rolling guys." I could hear the man in charge stomp towards me. "Don't try and blame the guy whore. We could all see what you did to him. You couldn't wait to taste the come could you whore? Could you?" With that he shoved me with his boot. "Answer me whore!"

"No Sir."

"No what, tell me."

"I couldn't wait to have his come down my throat Sir" my voice was quiet, trembling.

"Well whore, I can see that my original plan won't work. I'll have to tell Daniel that you've wrecked my little enterprise."

I panicked. "No Sir, please don't do that. I didn't mean to do it. I just got carried away. I want to be a good whore for you." I could here the snickers from around the room as I pleaded through the blackness of my leather hood.

"Well, I was going to get ten one scene movies out of this but you wrecked the third one." In fact, all of this was being filmed and I would find out later that it would become one long movie that became very popular on the net. "What can you do to salvage this for me whore?"

"Sir I will do anything you want. There is nothing that I won't do. I am a slut. I need come. I need to be fucked. My ass needs to be used. Please let these men use me. 

"I was already letting the men use you whore. I already own you, at least for the next few hours."

I didn't know what to do. I didn't want the man in charge to say anything bad about me to Daniel. I was stuck. 

"I am so mad at you whore!" Smack. He whacked my ass. It hurt like hell. Smack. He hit me again and again. "I'm so mad." He kept hitting my ass and I tried my best not to move.

Then he hit my pussy. I couldn't believe the pain. I shot forward. "Stay right where you are whore and take this. You are mine." He hit me again on the pussy.

"You sure are wet and sloppy. Do you like this whore?" He hit me again. "Do you want this whore? Tell me, tell me." He hit me again and let his hand linger and rubbed by sopping pussy.

"I need this Sir. I need to be used by you and your men. I need to be punished for taking the one man's come too soon." I couldn't believe the words that fell from my lips. 

He hit me again. "That's right whore you do need this. Look at this sloppy pussy." He pushed some fingers inside. "You are nothing but a sex pig." He pushed his whole hand inside. I couldn't believe it. I could feel his fingers flexing inside of me. "This whore is taking my whole hand." With that he jabbed his other thumb up my ass and pulled up. It really hurt.

"I will stretch you a little whore so that you are ready for the fucking that is to come." He jammed his hand forward and pulled up harder with his thumb. I screamed. I was scared.

He pulled both hands away. I could here him fumbling with his zipper, and then his cock burst into my ass. "Take me whore. Work yourself against me."

I pumped back into his ass.

"You, get over here and get into her mouth. Looks like we'll shoot a gang bang after all. This whore is too much of a slut to wait for us to take her one at a time." The man in charge pulled hard back on my hair. My head snapped up and my mouth opened with a grunt. Then I cock was shoved in deep.

The man in charge kept fucking my ass and never let go of my hair. My face was immobile and the guy in front fucked my throat brutally, with both hands on my head. I remained squatting on all fours, taken them both. The man in charge would occasionally slap my ass as he rode me.

I reached between my legs and rubbed my pussy. I was dying to come.

"Keep your hands on the ground whore. You are here for us, not for yourself." The man in charge slapped me again. Then he reached around and grabbed my right tit. He squeezed and twisted the nipple. It hurt like hell but it also sent me flying. I erupted in a grunted, squirting orgasm that had been building throughout all of this abuse.

The man in charge knew I was coming and it sent him over the edge. He pounded into my ass and gave my tit one more vicious twist. I kept right on coming as he pumped his load into me. 

He pulled out. "You, finish in her ass. I want her to clean me off." I lunged for the man in charge and took his semi hard cock into my mouth. I felt the other guy push into my ass and start pumping. I sucked the cock in my mouth and then started licking it from base to tip with long strokes. In the meantime the other guy came in my ass. 

The man in charge had never let go of my hair, and when both guys were out of me he dragged me along the floor. I struggled to keep up, crawling and stumbling along.

"Get up on the bed whore and roll over on your back." It felt great to get off my hands and knees. I felt someone grab my ankle and tie something to it. Then my other ankle was tied. My feet seemed to be attached. Then both my feet were pulled up until my ass came up off the bed. My feet were pulled back and the rope attaching them together was put over my head and behind my neck. The weight of my legs was on my neck and my ass stuck up in the air. 

My hands were then gathered and tied together underneath me. I could take some of the weight off my neck by pushing down into the bed with my hands. Someone grabbed my shoulders and slid me up until my head hung off the edge of the bed. I could see where this was going. I was scared, but I liked all the manhandling. My pussy was still sopping.

"Okay whore, now we will play a little game. There are six guys left—three for your ass and three for your mouth. Your pussy is left for me." With that he smacked my crotch. My pussy spasmed. I was horny.

"It's a race between the two groups. The first group to have all three come wins. The winners get what ever time is left alone with you. No cameras, no me, no nothing. They can beat you up. They can fuck you, anything, I don't care."

My breath caught in my throat. I was so close to another orgasm, and I was terrified. The man in charge slapped my pussy brutally. "Do you hear me whore?" 

It was too much. I started coming again. I shuddered. Juices pumped out of my pussy and ran down my stomach. Some of the warm liquid hit my face. "Yes Sir. I hear you.  Thank you for using me Sir. Thank you for hurting me. I need. it." It felt like it was someone else talking. I couldn't be that much of a slut could I?

He hit me again, and then one more time for good measure. I was on fire. "Go at her guys!"



Mandy's Online Master Ch. 13



I was coming. My pussy spasmed and spurted. I could feel the warm juice splattering on my chest and into my open mouth. I could hardly move. The blood rushed to my head as it hung over the edge of the bed. My neck ached from the restraints that kept my ankles near my ears. The inside of my leather hood was slick with sweat.

My ass burned. My cunt was alive. My tits were squished by my knees, and I thought I was going to pass out.

"Yes Sir. I hear you. Thank you for using me Sir. I need it." Was it really me saying those things?

"You won't be thanking me for long whore. These last six guys mean business."

It was going to be a race. Three guys would fuck my ass and three would fuck my face. The first group of three to finish cumming was the winner. I was the prize. The winning three got to use me with no restrictions for the rest of the time left on my rental.

As my orgasm slowed down the fear set in. Daniel, my Master wasn't here. He had rented me out to this man I call Sir. Sir was furious at me for ruining his video shoot. I don't think this last game was part of his plan. These men could really hurt me. 

Daniel was mad at me too. I had disappointed him terribly when I forgot to use a condom with my first client. My rental to Sir was my punishment. Is Daniel still looking out for me? I didn't know the answer and the uncertainty terrified me.

Then, without warning, a cock was forced into my mouth and down my throat. I gagged and gasped for air, but the cock remained inside me. Then another cock pushed its way into my ass, and just kept on pushing until I felt the guy's pelvis hit my cheeks. Both men help this position for a moment, and then both start pumping for all they were worth.

The other team members started cheering. I struggled to breathe. The cock at my mouth pistoned in and hurt like hell. I hardly noticed the cock in my ass. That part of my body was numb from all the abuse. 

Finally the cock in my mouth pulled out and I gasped for breath through the slime that bubbled out along with the cock. The dick hit my upside down chin and then found its way back in. The guy's knuckles hit my nose with each thrust. He was getting ready.

He pulled out and I could hear him stroking. I didn't care about the impending cum. I cared about breathing. I gasped in as much air as I could. His cum hit my face—some even went up my nose. But I had time to catch my breath.

Another cock pushed its way into my mouth. I tried to back away from it but there was nowhere for me to go. This cock was hard. It was close.

The guy in my ass was close too. He picked up his rhythm and starting bouncing harder into me. My whole body shook on the bed. This caused the cock in my mouth to bounce deep down my throat. Both cocks came at the same time. Both cocks emptied themselves into me. 

That was two for the mouth team and one for the ass team. I was spent, exhausted. I just wanted to go home. I wanted Daniel to come and resue me. I wanted to know that he was still looking out for me. My body ached and burned. My back was sore. My throat was sore. My ass throbbed with the pounding it had taken. My orgasms had worn off and I was terrified at what was to come.

I didn't want to think about what the winning team was going to do to me. I couldn't clearly imagine anything much worse than what had already happened—except if I thought of purely violent acts, and my mind refused to go there. That was the source of my terror. 

The winning team was going to own me absolutely for a while, and I thought I could take just about anything sexual that they could throw at me, but what if they wanted to do things outside of sex?

I later reflected that it was amazing just how quickly I became a person who thought she could take on six guys sexually without too much trouble. 

A cock pushed into my ass, followed by another in my mouth. This time. The guy in my ass started coming. He pushed hard all the way to the base, and then pulled in and out in quick thrusts, fast and deep. My ass was slick with previous cum and the cock had no trouble keeping a fast rhythm. As it pulled out, its owner gave my pussy a slap. "The race is tied whore. You'll be ours soon."

Wasn't I already?

With that the final cock pounded into my ass. The cock in my mouth wasn't as hard as the previous one. I didn't know which team would win. I didn't really care. I wanted this to stop, but I didn't really want the next part to start. I retreated into myself. I was just a thing to be used by these men.

As much as I tried to retreat, I couldn't. I couldn't deny what was happening to me. The cocks bouncing me around on the bed and the smell of my leather hood were all too real. I couldn't pretend that nothing bad would happen after this contest was over. I couldn't pretend that Daniel would take care of everything—even though I had given him everything. 

I had nothing of my own. No keys to get back into my apartment. No clothes. I didn't even have my own body. I was fucking terrified.

And with that, both guys started cumming.

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