0 comments/ 23183 views/ 5 favorites How My Life Changed Ch. 01 By: Littleredlady Its funny how your life can change over the course of a few days isn't it? My name is Jayme and I was, up until last summer, going out with a wonderful, kinky guy named Ben. That all changed on his birthday weekend when I made a decision to give him myself utterly as a present, not realising just how much he would take advantage of it. Let's set the scene then. I'm 22, slim with shoulder length dyed black and red hair, I'm 5'4" and my best features by far are my face, legs and ass as my A-cup boobs are never the first thing people look at. It does mean I can happily go without a bra but I generally don't as my nipples stick out a lot when I'm aroused or cold. I exercise a lot, running, yoga, Pilates – I've been taking these pole dancing lessons for about 6 months – so while petite, I am 'well sculpted' as Ben likes to call it, I'm very happy with my body - except the size of my boobs - and love being lean. People always tell me that I'm beautiful but I take that with a pinch of salt, let's just say I think I'm reasonably pretty and not go mad with the self indulgence. I'm very submissive and I love sex – the dirtier the better, something that even before his birthday Ben took full advantage of. Ever since I lost my virginity I have fantasised about and enjoyed being tied up and used or hurt – it's just the way I am and I don't try to hide it with any partners, if people aren't into it then fine but in my experience, almost every man I have ever been with has loved using me, though granted, some more harshly than others. Ben is my perfect man; he's 15 years older than me for a start and is a rugged, good looking guy. We met when I was in my last year of college – I was cheerleading for our team and he was coaching the opposition. He used to be a professional player, though now he manages a regional office of a large investment company. I was attracted firstly to his frame, he's massive – 6'5" and athletic, bordering on the heavily muscled, then to his blue eyes which were so dominant under his widow's peak and lastly to his sense of humour. His large cock was a nice benefit as well and not something I was upset about. After we started seeing each other though I was overjoyed to discover that he has a much darker side when it comes to the bedroom, he loves dominating women sexually. He explained that the feeling of power is a real turn on for him – and while I was sceptical at first (too many men say they are like that but they really have no idea what they are doing), after I submitted to him for that first time I realised that I had the 'real deal' here, a gorgeous man who would treat me the way I craved. Don't get me wrong, at that time we weren't 'lifestylers' or whatever it's called – we were both busy people and besides you need to be 'in the mood' like any other type of sex. So he was generally pretty rough whenever we had sex and a couple of weekends a month I'll be his little toy. Anyway, I'm not writing a biography here - I started telling you about a birthday present. Ben earns a hell of a lot more money than I do so getting him presents is tricky and that month had been dreadful. All the bills had come in and even at half each it was almost everything I had, so I was struggling to think of something good. So one evening, when we were watching some crap on the TV I decided to find out if my idea would be what he wanted. 'Ben..?' I said, running my hand over his chest and feeling the muscles underneath his shirt. 'Yes honey?' he answered, obviously focussed on the screen. 'Do you know your birthday in a couple of weeks?' 'Yes,' he replied, picking up the remote and hitting mute before turning to face me. 'Well,' I said, 'I don't have much spare cash so I want to run an idea past you for a present I can give you.' 'Ok,' he said with a smile. 'Well,' I said, wanting to get the words out in a rush before I backed out, 'you know when I submit to you....do you ever want to do more? I mean, when you're alone do you fantasise about doing things with me that you normally wouldn't consider because you think I wouldn't like it?' He looked at me for a long moment, probably doing that man thing where they try to decide if it's a trap or not. 'Well we do a lot of things and I'm not pining for anything else,' he finally said with a grin, 'but yes, yes I do. Why?' 'How would you like to be able to do them?' I asked, as my heart started racing. 'What do you mean?' He replied. 'For your birthday,' I said quietly. 'You know I don't have any spare money and I want to give you something special so I was wondering whether you would like it if I said to you that for your birthday weekend you can do anything you want to me, anything at all, and I won't say no?' He sat back and looked me up and down, I could see a bulge forming in the crotch of his shorts and I knew, even though I was only wearing a tiny top and panties, it wasn't just from looking at me. 'Are you absolutely sure?' he said. 'Because what I've already just thought of is something you really won't enjoy.' 'Well why don't you tell me what you've just thought of and if I simply won't do it, even as a present, then I'll think of something else.' 'Look,' he said, 'the thing is, well, you know I love being in charge and getting you to do whatever I want?' 'Yes babe and I love the things you do to me.' I replied with a grin, pinching my hard nipple and licking my lips at him. 'Well you trust me, right? You know that even when it's painful you're safe and everything?' 'Yes...?' I said, not sure I was liking where this was going. He shuffled forward on the sofa and held both my hands. 'I'd really want to take that away from you; that.... comfort. That's what I would want for my birthday honey. I would like to see real fear and humiliation in your eyes when I make you do things you will hate.' 'Uh-huh...' I breathed, acutely aware that my panties were filling with my wetness but unable to look away from his bright, blue eyes. 'Would you really do that for me Jayme? Would you put yourself through the ringer because I'm a sick old pervert?' I kissed him, my hands tugging urgently at his shorts before pushing him down onto his back and dragging them down his hairy thighs as his hard, long cock bounced about. Slipping out of my soaked panties I straddled him and in one swift motion, rammed myself down onto his dick and groaned as I felt it stretch me. 'Leaning forward I started to ride him, sliding up and down his pole while his big strong hands groped my boobs and pinched my nipples as thoughts of being helpless before him flooded through my mind. Soon enough I shuddered and squealed as I came hard and the contractions of my pussy walls tipped him over the edge as within seconds he was grinding my hips down and pumping his cum deep inside me. Sweaty and spent I kissed him again. 'What do you think?' I asked with a smile. *** The days passed very slowly between that night and the Friday of Ben's birthday. I had been, for the preceding couple of weeks, in a constant state of anxiety and horniness and the more I thought about it the more wound up I became. I had found myself constantly thinking about the phrase 'real fear and humiliation' and now, as I was getting ready to meet Ben at his party, I wasn't quite sure what to do with myself. All sorts of scenarios were running through my head, none of them pleasant but all of them making me incredibly horny. He had left specific instructions, I was to be dressed exactly how he wanted and to arrive at the party at 9.30 – he had been there since around 7 - and looking at the outfit he had chosen I figured he wanted me to be the object of attention for a room full of his inebriated mates. Laid out on the bed were my small clutch purse (into which he had placed a £20 note but no phone, bank card or anything else), a very short, strapless tube dress in thin black cotton and a pair of five inch black platforms. Nothing else. Shivering with anticipation I slipped the dress on, realising as I did that the cotton was *very* thin and that you could probably see through it if there was a light behind me. Settling it into place over my small boobs I also realised that even if they were even slightly erect, my long nipples would be clearly visible through the material. I buckled the shoes around my ankles, noticing with alarm that the hem was so high any bending over would expose me. After a quick check of my make-up in the mirror (heavy mascara and red lipstick to mach my nails) I quickly walked out of the house before my courage failed me. Ben had insisted that I walk to the bar where his party was being held and I had wondered why but within seconds I realised that this was the start of my 'present' to him. We live on the outskirts of the town centre and the route in was all along busy roads, I fucking hate gormless idiots gawping at me and I lost count of how many open mouthed stares, beeping horns and young guys shouting out of cars I had to endure on my journey in. I don't blame them either - which made it worse - my legs were almost totally on display, the heels meant I had to swing my ass when I walked and between the cool breeze and overwhelming attention, my nipples were poking through my dress for the whole journey. Also, as I realised about halfway in, the wind was pushing the thin material of the dress onto my body, meaning that everyone could see every inch of my figure. The walk was half an hour of feeling totally exposed and very vulnerable, well Ben wanted me afraid and I was but I couldn't help but be turned on. The exhibitionism, the humiliation and sensation of not being in control had my pussy dripping and after a while every stare or shout sent a shiver up my spine. I reached the bar - 'Sneakers' – at 9.25 and inevitably the bouncer decided to pat me down for 'drugs' before I was allowed in, filthy bastard – running his hands all over me for no reason other than he wanted to cop a feel. Once he was done he directed me to the far end of the place where I could see Ben telling a joke to a very pretty blonde woman who I recognised, with a stab of jealousy, as Eve – another manager at Ben's work. I'm 99% sure she desperately wants me to fuck off so that she can to be with Ben. Ben often tells me that she jokes about how young I am and how he should be with a 'real woman.' In fact, the one other work do I've been to was when I was introduced to her and she immediately hated me – even going so far as to call me a 'dirty little tramp' to my face after she'd had a few drinks. Reaching the table I tried to ignore her nasty stare and the fact she had her hand on Bens leg. I sat down on Ben's lap and plonked a big kiss on him, prompting a round of hoots and wolf whistles from the boys around the table as the hem of my dress rode up to my ass cheeks. 'Happy birthday Honey,' I said brightly, focussing only on Ben, 'how is your party going?' 'It's all good baby,' he said with a smile, 'how was your journey in?' 'Horrible,' I said, still smiling. 'Glad to hear that!' he laughed. Turning he pointed at a guy I didn't know. 'I'd like you to meet Danny; he's an old friend of mine from school who's come out for my birthday.' I looked at him a little more closely, acutely aware he was staring at my obvious nipples, as I had heard the name but had never met the man. He was big and barrel-chested with thick, hairy arms and a belly. His hair was black and slightly receding and there was a few days worth of stubble on his chin. All in all he looked like a bit of an old biker and a pervy one at that, his gaze had dropped to my legs by this point and I was reasonably sure he was trying to peek up my dress. 'Hello Danny,' I said to the man who just grinned in reply. 'Can I get you a drink Ben?' I asked, forcing a smile onto my face as I turned back to my man. 'I think you can, we'll be outside having a cigarette – get one for the Danny as well.' He motioned to the big man and they got up and walked outside leaving me enduring the judging stare of Eve as she took in what I was wearing. The bar was busy and several guys 'accidentally' brushed up against my bum while I was waiting but soon enough I was served and made my way out to the beer garden where Ben and his friend were smoking in the corner. They were laughing about something when I arrived but neither man felt the need to share the joke with me. As I joined them I was struck by how big both of them are, it's something you get used to with Ben but Danny, while shorter, looked like he was actually even wider than Ben, despite his belly. 'Hey babe,' Ben said as I carefully handed over the drinks. 'We were just discussing something, perhaps you can help.' 'Ok,' I said, 'what's it about? 'Danny wondering what you were wearing under that dress.' I looked at him pleadingly as I felt my face flush and my nipples harden. I knew I had to answer but by god it was mortifying, especially with this ugly stranger eying me up. 'Nothing other than the shoes sir,' I said quietly after a few seconds, afraid the other people around would hear. 'See Dan, I told you,' he said laughing, 'she'll do anything I'll tell her to. Won't you sweetheart?' 'Yes sir,' I said trembling as I realised Ben had told this stranger everything. 'So,' Danny said, 'if you told her to get naked right now she would?' Ben looked at me expectantly and for the life of me I didn't know where the words came from, it was like someone else was speaking. 'Yes sir,' I said to them, 'but please don't make me, I don't want to get arrested.' They both laughed at that as I stood there with a pleading look on my face. In truth I knew that I would have done it had Ben told me to, despite the embarrassment. It's a weird feeling when you are so aroused you would literally do anything, even if you knew the result would be totally humiliating. 'Why don't you go inside for a moment fella, let me have a little chat with the missus,' Ben said with a grin and with an answering smile and a lingering look at my ass Danny departed. 'Right then Jayme,' Ben said looking into my eyes, 'you've had a taste; do you really want to go through with this?' 'Yes sir,' I replied without hesitation, 'I want to please you even if I don't enjoy it.' He kissed me hard on the lips, taking the opportunity to slide his hand up my dress and feel my naked buttock. 'You need to understand honey that if you go through with this then I'm pretty sure our relationship will fundamentally change. I'm going to ask you one more time and if you say yes then you will have to endure some utterly horrendous things. ' 'What sort of things,' I whispered with my heart hammering in my chest and feeling more than a little out of my depth. 'Look,' he said drawing me close, 'I love you so I'm going to tell you this. I have planned this weekend out, not because I want to break you – I did that, ages ago and you are an amazingly pliable young submissive. No, for my birthday I want to destroy you; mind, body and spirit. You go through with this and on Sunday night, you will be a different person, one I created by putting you through hell. Now, I ask you again, do you really, really want to go through with this? If not we will go back inside and you will just have had a bit of a kinky experience, worn a slutty outfit for my party.' He smiled reassuringly, 'Or, of course, you can give me my present and hope for the best.' I looked into his eyes for a long time, he was being deadly serious and so much of me wanted to just chalk it up to experience and laugh it off. The problem was that there was another part of me, a part that heard the phrase 'destroy you' and thrilled. That was the part that I really shouldn't have listened to. I looked into his eyes for what seemed like hours before standing on my tip toes and kissing him. 'I love you sir,' I said, seeing the excitement brighten his eyes, 'and for your birthday I would like you to utterly ruin me.' 'Good girl,' he said quietly, before hugging me. 'Right then honey,' he said with a grin as he pulled away, 'there are a few rules you have to follow, fail to do so and I will be very disappointed. Firstly, you are to address anyone you speak to as 'sir' or 'miss' and secondly, you have to answer any question asked of you with complete and utter honesty. You got that?' I nodded, not trusting myself to speak. 'Lastly,' he continued, 'anything anyone tells you to do, you do it with no complaints or back-chatter. Now then,' he continued, 'what do you think of Danny?' 'I don't know him sir,' I replied, trying against my better judgment to be honest knowing he and Ben had been friends forever, 'but I don't like him from what I've seen. All he's done is stare at me and he really isn't very attractive, looks like he hasn't washed in ages.' 'So you don't find him sexy then?' Ben asked with a raised eyebrow. 'No sir,' I replied firmly. 'So, if I've got this right, the idea of you two, ahem, getting it on would be an unpleasant one for you?' 'Yes....sir,' I said with a terrible sinking feeling in my guts. We'd talked about other people joining in with us before but I never thought he was that up for it. 'Oh,' he continued, 'that's a shame then. Because after I finish talking to you in a few minutes you and Danny are going to leave me to my party – what he does with you after that is totally up to him.' 'What?' I said panicking. 'Please sir, don't make me do that! I want to be with you sir? Ben? Sir?' 'I gave you a chance to back out Jayme and you said you were in for the long haul,' Ben said sternly, 'well that was your last chance.' He grabbed my shoulders and pulled me close to him, his face looming down at me even in my heels – making me feel very small and vulnerable. 'So you,' he continued, 'will do as I fucking well say.' He stepped back again and lowered his voice. 'Now you need to realise Danny has recently gone through a very nasty divorce so you can imagine his feelings towards women at the moment.' He held up a finger to stop me from talking. 'So you are going to do anything he wants, he's going to have a little fun with you, probably beat on you a little and certainly fuck you a lot but if it helps, think on it as a service, helping out my mate.' He said the last smiling. 'How long have you been planning this Sir?' I asked. 'Since the morning after you offered this present babe, we've been emailing each other for a fortnight. Don't worry, he knows all about you. I even sent him a copy of that video we made, you know where you were tied up and I forced you to cum over and over.' 'You....you sent him that video sir?' I cannot describe the wave of humiliation that washed over me, urgh – the very thought of it. 'Oh yea and he loved it – said he's wanked off to it loads of times. Apparently his favourite bit is about fifteen mins in when I zoom in on your face and you are drooling and begging me to turn off the vibrator.' 'Oh my god,' I said quietly. 'That's not all hon. I've also lent him some toys to use tonight if he wants to.' 'You've shown another man a video of me and now you are going to let him fuck me?' I asked after a moment, my head swimming. 'That's not what you should be asking hon. The question is; do you, Jayme, want Danny to fuck you, to use you and cum in you?' 'No sir,' I said shakily. 'Then fuck yea do I want him to have you! Just wish I could watch but some of us have a party to get back to. Don't worry,' he said seeing my scared look, 'I'll come and get you once he's finished with you. Now run along and don't forget to ask him about the video!' With that he stood up and walked back into the bar without a backwards glance. How My Life Changed Ch. 01 *** It was a few minutes before I mustered the courage and composure to return to the bar. I walked in to see Danny was sitting in a booth in the far corner from Ben's table, as I passed I looked over at Ben only to see him whispering something in Eve's ear. As I looked the bitch was laughing and I saw how close Ben was sitting to her. Trying to put the image out of my mind I took a deep breath and smiled as I walked up to Danny's table, sliding onto the seat and moving next to him. Without a word he immediately put his beefy arm around my bare shoulders and let his hand drop onto my right breast, his thick fingers caressing me and making my nipple harden. Remembering why I was here I forced the smile back onto my face and put my hand on his thigh. 'You know,' he said after taking a long pull of his beer, 'when Ben first called me about this I though either he was nuts or you must be some sort of ugly ass bitch. Turns out he's nuts, when he showed me some pictures of you I couldn't believe it. What's he thinking princess, giving a pretty little slip of a girl like you over to a fat, old nasty bastard like me?' 'I don't know what he was thinking sir,' I replied looking into his eyes and praying this was happening to someone else. His hand on my breast suddenly pinched and twisted my nipple hard, the sudden shock of it making me cry out loud. 'Don't you fucking lie to me bitch,' he said loud enough to make the people in the next booth turn. 'Ben said no lies; tell me why you are here?' 'Because I don't want to be here, because Ben knows I'll hate every second of being with a fat ugly bastard like you.' I said quickly. He twisted my nipple again. 'Like...you....sir!' He said. 'Yes sir, sorry sir,' I gasped as he released me. 'Good,' he said leaning back. He grabbed his pint in his other hand and with three quick swallows, drained it before belching loudly. 'Time to go princess,' he said with a leer as he stood up and, picking up a small satchel with one hand and grabbing me with the other he dragged me out of the bar. He ushered me down the steps but rather than go left onto the road he pulled me right, into the alley that runs alongside the bar. I had experienced a lot of emotions already that evening but this was the first time I felt a worm of fear in my belly. After all, here I was being dragged into an alley by, as far as I was concerned, a complete stranger who obviously had little concern for my welfare. However, it was at that exact moment – when I realised I how afraid I was – that I also realised my pussy was absolutely soaking and I was the horniest I think I'd ever been. What the fuck is wrong with me? Danny dragged me down the alley, past the wheelie bins and around the rear of the club where it backs onto the canal towpath. I couldn't see anyone else around but there were certainly people crossing the canal bridge about 20ft up from us. When we stopped I stood as Ben likes me to, shoulders back and breasts forward, while Danny rummaged in his bag. I heard the clink of metal and suddenly he looked up at me and grinned, making me afraid all over again. 'Put your hands behind your back,' he commanded and with no other choice I did so. Quickly he snapped the cold handcuffs tight around my wrists before stepping back around me with a feral look in his eyes. 'Well then bitch, if I'm so ugly and fat let's see how pretty and slim you are!' And with that he grabbed the top of the dress and slid it down my body until it puddled at my feet, leaving me naked and shivering in the cool night-time air. 'Get on your knees and lick my boots,' he commanded after taking a long moment to stare at my body. Trying desperately not to upset him I quickly dropped onto my knees and thanking god for all the yoga and Pilates I do, I manoeuvred myself using my stomach muscles to put my face by his feet. He laughed as I started to lick his big leather army boots and played with me for a while, pulling his foot away and making me chase after it. I realised after a moment that in order to keep myself in position with my hands cuffed behind my back my knees were spread wide apart and my pussy and ass were on display to the whole world and shame washed over me, then I remembered my promise to Ben and resolved that I would simply do what I was told and damn the consequences. After what felt like forever, Danny reached down and dragged me to my feet. Once I was upright he kicked my ankles apart, stood close and looked into my eyes as I felt him roughly grope my tiny, shaved pussy. Grimacing in shame and hating myself for being so turned on I hardly noticed the moan I let out when he slipped a fat finger inside me. 'Fuck me; you love this don't you?' 'No sir,' I gasped as he pulled his finger out and started fiddling with my nipples, 'I hate it, but it does turn me on sir.' 'Hmmm,' he rumbled before stepping around me and grabbing my cuffs. 'Right, get dressed; we're going back to my house. But if you piss me off in any way on the walk there will be consequences, you know now that I have no problem with stripping you in public.' 'Yes sir,' I said as he unlocked the cuffs, 'thank you sir.' *** How My Life Changed Ch. 02 That 20 minute walk to Danny's house felt like a lifetime. He lived in a largish house that opened onto the canal so after I had put my dress back on and dusted off my knees he led me out past the front of the club, over the bridge and down the towpath. I couldn't believe it was only 20 minutes, it actually felt like I was being led to the gallows as this fat ugly man took every opportunity to wind me up and make me feel helpless. Knowing Ben had told me to tell the truth he asked me a relentless series of questions, about my sex life, my pussy, my ass and anything else he could think of. Any time he wasn't satisfied with an answer he would 'punish' me (as he called it). The first time, he pulled my dress down to my waist and twisted my nipples a few times, making me cry out. The second he did the same but made me walk for a while with my chest on display to the world. A couple of times it seemed he couldn't contain himself and he pushed me up against the wall and rammed his tongue down my throat as his hands groped my pussy and my boobs. I think, in all honesty that was the worst – this sweaty guy with breath that stank of booze and cigarettes slobbering over me while touching me like that. As we neared his home, he told me that as he enjoyed the movie of me all tied up and Cumming so much he was going to make a little movie of his own tonight, something I didn't like the sound of at all. He said he 'wants to hear me beg' him to stop. Through it all my mind kept going back to Ben, my gorgeous, strong boyfriend. I couldn't have guessed how depraved he was – even with all the kinky shit we had done – and I couldn't decide if I was feeling utterly betrayed by him or loved him even more for putting me in this position. I mean, I'm submissive; there are no two ways about that, but giving me over to some fat pervert and not seeming to care.. We got to his house, a large place set back a little bit form the path and as scared as I was I don't mind admitting I was very pleased to see it. Danny had had me handcuffed for the past mile or so and I didn't know if the people we had passed had seen why my hands were tightly clasped behind my back. The house had a porch, a little oblong roof with no walls that covered the front door; Danny stopped there and turned to face me. He pushed me backwards until I bumped into one of the posts that held up the porch, reached around me and undid one of the cuffs before slipping the short chain around the pillar and reattaching it to my wrist, then he pulled my dress down off my body and had me lift my feet as he picked it up from under my heels. He looked me up and down as I nervously glanced at the path which was about 10ft away and grinned. 'Now, I need to sort out some things inside before I'm ready for you,' he said with an evil smile, 'so be a good girl and wait there for me.' 'Yes sir,' I said fearfully not wanting to antagonise him and with a final pinch of my nipple he opened the door and went inside, leaving me alone and helpless in the dark. I don't know how long I was out there for but it was long enough. After a few minutes a young couple walked past but they didn't see me, that didn't stop my heart from hammering so hard I thought I was going to faint though. The next people did notice though, a couple of young lads who were obviously a little drunk were walking past when one of them suddenly pointed. 'Holy shit Brian, look at that!' One of them said as they both stopped mouths agape. 'Please, please, please,' I was praying under my breath, praying they would just move on but of course they didn't. Within seconds they had opened the small gate and were standing in front of me. 'You alright love?' the taller of the two asked - smirking, they couldn't have been more than 17. 'All tied up there?' 'Yes sir,' I replied remembering that Ben's instructions. 'Kinky game is it?' the boy continued chortling. 'Yes sir,' I said hating every moment. 'Fucking hell she's fit!' the other boy said as he got out his phone. 'Hang on, let me get a pic!' The first one reached out tentatively and grabbed my right breast and I closed my eyes as I heard the sound of the phone's camera going. 'Hey, she loves it Pete,' the one mauling my boobs said laughing, 'come and have a go!' 'The one with the phone put it back in his pocket moved beside me and reached out, one hand went on my pussy and the other slid up the crack of my ass. 'She's fucking soaking Brian, here have a feel!' They swapped places, the one called Brian roughly shoving what felt like a couple of fingers into my pussy while Pete decided it would be a laugh to pinch and twist my nipples. Despite myself I moaned at the invasion, my body reacting in a way my mind certainly didn't want to and taking the noise as encouragement Brian tried to ram a third finger in, hurting me. However, before they could get any further the light went on in the porch and between that and the noises from inside the house the two boys got spooked and ran off laughing. I never thought I would be pleased to see Danny but after being molested by a couple of randoms I almost wept with relief. 'So you met some locals then?' he chuckled as he undid my cuffs. 'Yes sir and thank you for introducing me to them sir,' I said having by now thoroughly learned my place. *** Once inside he led me through to a large living room where he had set up a video camera on a tripod. Making me kneel on the floor with my hands still cuffed behind my back he fussed with the camera for a moment before settling back onto his armchair and pressing a remote, starting the recording. 'Tell me your name?' 'Jayme.' Why are you here Jayme?' 'Because my boyfriend knows that I will hate every second of it.' 'Every second of what Jayme?' I swallowed, knowing the honest answer would piss him off. 'Every second of being used and abused by a fat, ugly stranger sir.' 'Look into the camera and say..I'm a fucking whore who deserves everything I get' 'I'm a fucking whore who deserves everything I get sir.' He chuckled. 'Say..If I don't do exactly what Danny wants I'll find myself outside on the street, naked and handcuffed.' I did. After that I serviced him in a number of ways, I sucked his cock which was quite big but, as it turned out, wasn't any cleaner than the rest of him. He made me lick his ass while I masturbated (all this for the camera) and then he dragged me upstairs. His bedroom was open plan and he roughly pushed me down onto my face on the bed before fastening my hands to the headboard above me. By now I really didn't care that he was setting up the camera at the foot of the bed, I just wanted this nightmare to be over. After a while I heard the beep of the record starting and then felt his weight as he pushed my legs apart with his thighs, spreading me wide open in front of him. 'I want you to say..Please Danny, please fuck my ass because I'm a whore.' 'Please Danny,' I started, stopping with a gasp as he squirted some cold lube on my helpless asshole. 'Please Danny, please fuck my ass because I'm a whore!' He did, ramming his way inside me and making me squeal before pulling back and ramming inside again. His cock wasn't massive but was quite thick and the stretch on my ass was painful especially as he wasn't being gentle in any way. However, despite myself I felt an orgasm build, one that crashed over me as he yanked my head back by my hair and spat on my cheek. He didn't last much longer after that, one moment he was pumping away and the next he had pulled out, leaving me feeling suddenly very empty, and was kneeling by my head. 'Turn over' he commanded and awkwardly with the handcuffs I did so, just in time for his first splash of hot cum to hit me in the face. He must have been saving up for a while as there was a lot of it, dribbling down my left cheek and forehead. After he had finished he pushed his softening cock into my mouth, while he fiddled with the handcuffs, readjusting them so I could lie on my back properly and this done he pulled his dick away from my face and sat back on the bed. 'Did you enjoy that princess?' He asked with a smile. 'No sir,' I said, feeling his cooling cum dribble down my neck and into my hair. 'Well, your night's not over yet princess, this next part will be loads of fun I guarantee you.' With that he stood up, his now soft dick looking ridiculous under his sagging belly and I suddenly felt violated as I realised I had just cum hard with this ugly fat bastard's cock up my ass. Suddenly I realised that the camera would have just recorded my face then, and I wondered if he would get a kick out of my disgust when he watched it. Danny came back carrying my ankle cuffs that Ben must have lent him, he quickly buckled them on me and, using a couple of short lengths of rope, attached them to the bed frame – stretching my legs wide apart. Next he came back carrying my small, but very powerful, bullet vibrator and a roll of gaffa tape. 'No no no,' I said quietly shaking my head but the bastard just kept on coming. Kneeling between my legs he ripped off a length of tape before positioning the vibrator over my clit, then he carefully taped it in place, the hard plastic pushing onto me with my clit about halfway up the shaft. Then he tore some more tape and secured it into position, leaving only the twist-speed control exposed. 'There you go, don't want that falling off, do we?' 'No sir,' I replied. The fucker wanted to recreate the video he loved so much and sure enough he extended the camera on its tripod to its highest setting, looking down on my whole body. With that he clicked the button, making me groan as the powerful vibrations hit my sensitive clit. 'Right then princess, I'm going to go and have me some supper. Have fun!' *** A lot of women have problems coming but I'm not one of them. Any sexual stimulation will get me off hell sometimes even a massage can give me a little one if I'm extra horny. So you can imagine what being left with a vibrator taped to my clit would do? The first one took a while and I fought it, sweating heavily in my bonds, until I realised that was probably just what the bastard wanted me to do. It washed over me, making me cry out and writhe and I have to say, it felt amazing. The problem is that there was no let up and before that one had subsided I had a series of super intense ones around my clit and hips that made my stomach muscles knot up and my legs shake. After that I kind of lost track, each subsequent orgasm became incrementally more painful as my poor abused clit became more and more sensitive – never painful enough to stop me fucking Cumming though! After a while, and I have no idea how long, Danny came back upstairs, picked up the camera from the tripod and got some close-ups of my face as I begged him to make it stop. He also took the opportunity to run his hands all over my taught body and twist my nipples. Finally, mercifully, he pulled the tape and vibrator away from my body, the lack of sensation almost as shocking as the vibrator had been. Still holding his camera, he quickly knelt between my legs and fed his hard cock into my swollen pussy and started fucking me. I couldn't help but cry out every time his pubes brushed against my swollen clit and I was helpless to resist, bound as I was, when he dropped the camera and leant over me before shoving his tongue into my mouth as he came, his cock pulsing inside me as his fat, heavy body juddered. After a while he raised himself up to his knees in-between my legs and picked up the camera before focussing it on my face. 'Say..Thank-you Danny for fucking me,' he said with a smug grin. 'Thank-you Danny for fucking me, Sir,' I replied, my body still thrumming with the effects of the vibrator. He clicked the camera off and put it down carefully. Then he untied my ankles – although he left the cuffs on – and chuckled as I groaned when I pulled my aching legs together. Leaving my wrists tied above my head he simply threw a thin sheet over me before walking out and turning off the light. At the door he stopped for a moment, looking back at me. 'Best get some sleep Princess, you've got a long day ahead of you tomorrow.' *** Despite Danny's advice, I really didn't sleep very well. Aside from the fact my arms are still tied securely to the headboard, my clit was throbbing from the lengthy overstimulation earlier and my ass was aching from when he had roughly fucked it. At least I didn't reek of some stranger's cum...Oh wait, that's right I totally did that as well. It didn't help that despite my predicament I couldn't shake the image of Ben touching that Blonde slut Eve, it all seemed so natural, less like strangers flirting and more like people who know each other intimately. I must have dozed off at some point though as the next thing I knew I was being woken up by someone running their hands over my body, up in-between my legs and probing at my pussy with their fingers. I remember thinking, before I was properly awake, that it was Ben and we were in our lovely bed after a night out but when I opened my eyes I found myself looking at Danny as he rubbed at my moistening pussy. 'You are such a slut,' he said with a grin holding up shiny, slick fingers. 'Nice dreams? Right let's get you in the shower.' With that he wiped his hand on my belly and leant over to unlock my wrists. I was so grateful that I could rub some life back into my shoulders and wrists I barely noticed the sunlight streaming through the window. 'What...what time is it?' I asked him as he led me to the bathroom. 'About a quarter past eight,' he said glancing down at his watch before looking up at me with an evil little smile. 'You must have been pretty tired; I was fingering your cunt for ages before you woke up.' I shuddered but didn't say anything. I didn't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing how much I loathed the idea of him touching me while I slept. Sitting down on the loo – of course he watched – I gratefully voided and I suddenly realised how hungry I was. Quickly I jumped into the shower and washed the filth of the previous night off myself, it felt good to be clean though I realised getting rid of the memories would take a lot longer. Danny of course, had videoed me in the shower and he kept it on as he showed me his ex-wife's makeup and hair products. Eventually he gave up and told me to come downstairs when I was done and I had a few precious moments to myself. All I felt was loathing, both for this sad bastard who had used me last night and for myself for Cumming so hard and so many times while he cheapened me. It was only remembering that this was my choice that kept me going. I found myself wanting to prove myself to Ben, wanting to test myself to destruction. He was right when we spoke in the pub, I was already thinking differently. I was, I realised, thinking like a true submissive - rationalising Ben's callousness and disregard for me as a test of my love for him. I knew that if I made it through this weekend I would be utterly his and he would be able to do anything he wanted to me. 'Come on then Jayme,' I said to the pretty girl in the mirror, 'let's go further down the rabbit hole.' Walking into the other room I saw that Danny had left my dress, shoes, the leather ankle-cuffs and the metal handcuffs on the bed, I was eerily reminded of getting ready the previous evening when I was a lot more innocent. Realising I had been taking my time I quickly buckled on the shoes, slipped into the dress – which had remained remarkably clean – buckled the ankle cuffs and, after making sure everything was as perfect as it could be, put my hands behind my back and snapped the shackles shut on my wrists. 'A vision!' Danny exclaimed as I carefully stepped down the stairs in my heels. I forced a smile onto my face as I certainly didn't want to antagonise him and I desperately, desperately wanted to be away from him. I saw he had just finished a bowl of cereal and my stomach grumbled. I hadn't eaten since the previous night and had been through a lot of stress in that time. If Danny noticed he didn't care though, all he was doing was eying my lean body as I stood in front of him, unsure what to do. He stood up and walked to the dresser where he picked up some sunglasses and his car keys. 'Right then princess, we are going for a little drive,' he smirked. 'Don't worry, I'm taking you to where Ben will pick you up.' 'Oh thank you sir,' I exclaimed, perhaps this nightmare would be over soon I thought. He just smiled and opened the front door – gesturing me to go through. A little nervously I stepped into the porch where, only a few hours ago I had been molested by a couple of young lads. I shuddered again at how I was changing when I realised my pussy had become damp just thinking about it – when only a day ago the thought would have horrified me. The towpath was only ten feet away and I was standing here, dressed like a whore and blinking in the bright Saturday morning sunlight with my hands cuffed behind my back and I didn't really care, beyond a pleasurable twinge in my clit, as I realised anyone could see me. With a hand in my lower back, Danny pushed me towards his car – a big, black BMW – and clicking the fob the boot lid popped open. 'Get in then, princess,' he said irritably, seeing my confused expression and seeing no other choice I sat myself awkwardly over the lip and swung my legs into the boot. Once I was in he slammed the lid shut, leaving me curled up awkwardly in the grimy smelling darkness. I heard him get in and the engine start and then was bumped about as the car started to move. To be honest I didn't know how long I was in there but I was pretty sure it was a lot longer than it would take to drive back to Ben's house. After a while I realised I had been in there for ages and I was pretty sure we had been on a motorway for a stretch, no corners or acceleration for a time at least. Finally, after a bumpy few minutes, the car stopped and he turned off the engine. I heard him get out and then my eyes were tearing in the bright sunlight. 'Get out,' he said reaching in and lifting me easily with one hand under my ribs and the other under my thigh. He put me down and I tottered unsteadily on my heels as my cramped legs regained circulation. 'Where are we?' I asked a little fearfully as he shut the boot and locked it. I looked around but all I could see were a lot of trees surrounding a small gravel car park. Thankfully there were no other cars there at the time. 'This is where Ben and I grew up princess; we used to play here a lot as kids. He wanted me to show you our old den.' 'I thought you said you were taking me to him?' 'You were right, it's just he's not here yet, don't worry princess you'll see Ben soon enough. Now,' he said pointing to a dirt path the other side of the car park, 'get walking.' We walked for about ten minutes, deeper and deeper into the woodland. Danny kept a hand on my back as between the heels and the rough ground I stumbled a lot. I hated that I had to rely on him but with my hands cuffed behind my back I would have fallen otherwise. We passed a couple of ramblers, a nice looking old couple, who tutted when they saw me, making me feel deeply embarrassed and ashamed. However it wasn't long before Danny turned off the path altogether and into the woods proper. The reason for his turn was soon revealed as, about twenty feet in from the path a small glade opened up with a pair of overgrown, rusty benches. It looked exactly the kind of place kids would hang around in and I could immediately see a fire pit complete with burned out beer cans and cigarette butts. How My Life Changed Ch. 02 Danny unlocked one of my handcuffs and led me over to one of the benches. 'Take off your dress,' he said, looming over me. More than a little scared I did so and seconds later I was standing there wearing nothing but high heels and cuffs. Danny sat down on the bench and patted the space alongside him and gingerly I sat down – careful for splinters off the old, cracked wood. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone, tapping on the screen he held it to his ear and I could faintly hear the sound of ringing. 'Hey mate,' he said loudly, making me look around anxiously. 'How was your evening?' After a moment he laughed. 'Fucking epic mate, had a whale of a time,' he glanced across at me, 'yea she's here and not very happy, you want to talk to her? Alright, hang on then.' 'Hello?' I said after taking the phone from him. 'Hi Jayme,' said Ben, 'how are you this morning?' 'I don't know where I am and I'm naked sir,' I said carefully with a nervous glance at Danny who was listening intently. 'Oh, that's a shame,' Ben replied with a chuckle, 'you not enjoying your time with Dan then?' 'No sir, it's horrible,' I replied. 'Well, I'll be there in a bit. I've got a few things to do first though.' 'How long are you going to be?' I asked fighting back tears. 'I don't know Jayme, I've got to drop Eve off and then get some food in for tonight. Once I've done that I'll be straight there.' The horrible, nagging feeling I had had since I saw the two of them in the bar suddenly stabbed right through me. 'Eve?' I asked, knowing the answer. 'Yea, I'm going to join her in the shower in a moment but I'm sure we won't be in there for more than an hour or so. I'll drop her off, she wants to get changed and things before tonight you see, and then once I've been to the shop I'll be right there. Shouldn't be more than a couple of hours I would have thought.' 'Yes sir,' I said feeling numb. He'd done it the bastard, he had fucked her while I was being humiliated by a stranger. 'Good girl, now put Dan back on.' I handed the phone over, unsure what to think. I was reeling from the fact he'd fucked someone else but more than that, why did it have to be that bitch? 'Yea, she looks blown away mate,' Dan said chuckling. 'Well indeed, I'm a busy man. Don't worry I'll make sure she doesn't run off anywhere.' With that he clicked the phone off and turned to me. 'Shame that,' he said, 'Ben fucking that big-titted Blonde. He gets all the sexy ones.' I didn't reply. He stood up and grabbed my hand, leading me off the bench and around the clearing edge. He seemed to be examining trees, though I wasn't paying too much attention and suddenly he stopped in front of one that's trunk was a little wider than my hips. 'Perfect,' he chuckled. He pushed me in the chest and I staggered backwards until my back hit the trunk, the rough bark scratching my skin. Walking around the tree he took my arms and fastened the cuffs together, pulling my body tight up against the bark with my wrists tight behind the trunk. Then he reached into his little satchel and pulled out some rope, dropping to his haunches, he threaded it through the 'D' ring on my right ankle cuff before running it behind the trunk and tying it off to the other cuff – stopping my legs from being able to move and forcing me to stand with my legs apart. Then, with me helpless he came and stood in front of me and ran his hands over my body. 'Right then princess,' he said as he groped my pussy, 'as fun as this has been, I am a very busy man, so you get to wait there for Ben to come and get you.' He looked around the clearing and then back at me. 'Ben left something to keep you occupied though, don't want you getting bored now,' he said with a chuckle, reaching into the bag. He rummaged around for a second and I heard the tinkle of little bells. Pulling his hand out he showed me a pair of wooden clothes pegs – which I realised were from my own washing line – but someone had drilled a little hole in the end and hung a bunch of metal bells from each. Unceremoniously, he pinched and slapped my nipples until they hardened then, pulling them out form my body, he clamped a peg to the base of each one, making me hiss in pain. 'There you are, give us a jiggle.' Hating him I moved from side to side, the little bells were startlingly loud in the quiet woods. Danny laughed. 'Right then, so you need to keep still princess, otherwise any people on the path will come and investigate,' he flicked one of the pegs, making it jingle and sending a line of sensation down to my clit – not helpful. 'I'll be seeing you princess,' he said with a leer and a final grope. 'Please sir,' I said hating myself, 'please don't leave me on my own here.' 'Should have been a bit nicer to me last night princess, I would have stayed with you but you went and called me fat. Hurt my feelings you know,' he chuckled. 'Now you'd best be quiet, don't want some strangers finding you,' he leaned in, 'they might want to abuse you,' he whispered mockingly. With that he walked off, taking my dress and purse with him and seconds later I was left alone, naked and helpless in the glade. *** How My Life Changed Ch. 03 In the end (I discovered later) it was two and a half hours before Ben showed up. By then I was going out of my mind between jumping at every noise thinking it was someone coming into the glade, trying not to move despite the discomfort because of the bells clamped to my aching nipples and a horrible moment when something crawled up my leg, nearly making me scream. Nobody came into the glade thank god but I could hear plenty of people passing on the path a short distance away and every time one of the bells on my clamped nipples chimed my heart skipped a beat. The relief I felt when I saw Ben walking into the glade was total. I had never been as humiliated and afraid as I had been over the past day or so, never been so out of control and seeing him, even though I knew he was responsible, made me go weak at the knees. He was wearing a pair of cut off shorts and a short sleeved, khaki shirt that was open to the waist, showing his toned physique. He had a rucksack over one shoulder and was carrying a water bottle. Ben barked a laugh as he saw me and I felt another wave of shame wash over me. He came up close and stood there looking at my trussed up form for a moment before taking a long pull of his water. 'Well then Jayme, look at you. How was your wait?' 'Long sir, I missed you terribly,' I said with a tear running down my cheek. 'How did you like the clamps with bells idea?' he asked with a grin. 'It was very clever sir,' I said wondering why he hadn't untied me and taken me in his arms yet. 'It made the wait unbearable sir.' 'Heh,' he snorted before reaching out and yanking the pegs off my nipples, making me scream out loud – first from the pull and then from the blood rushing back into them. 'Thank you sir,' I gasped when the pain eventually subsided. 'You're welcome,' he replied trailing a hand down my quivering stomach muscles. 'I can't help but notice though that I've been here for almost two minutes now and you haven't bothered to ask me about my birthday party. It's almost as if you don't care, I can leave you here if you like?' 'No sir, please god, don't leave me here sir!' I cried making him laugh. 'I'm sorry I missed your party sir, did you have fun?' 'Yes Jayme I did,' he said his trailing hand now having reached my pussy. 'You do realise you are soaking wet down here?' He asked with a raised eyebrow. 'Anyway, yes I had a very nice time thank you for asking, there was a lot of laughs, some booze and when Eve asked me where you had gone I told her the whole thing and, you know, one thing led to another.' 'W...what?' I said hoping against hope that it wasn't true. 'I said, Jayme, that when you turned up looking like a slut and then fucked off with another man, Eve asked a very reasonable question as to what was going on. So I told her all about you, about the birthday present you are giving me and what I imagined Dan was going to be doing with you.' 'What....what did she say sir?' I asked feeling faint from the stress of it all. 'She loved it Jayme, turns out she absolutely fucking hates you and thinks you are some trampy little slut who's not good enough for me.' He laughed. 'I think she wants me for herself you know,' he whispered conspiratorially. 'She said,' he continued, 'and she couldn't stop giggling when she found out about it, that she loved the idea of you being molested by some freak and she hoped that the experience permanently fucked you up. A little strong I suppose but she's entitled to her opinion, besides it sounded so good when she said it. 'Anyway,' he continued looking at the shame on my face and rubbing the growing bulge in his shorts – the sick fuck was getting off on telling me this, 'I hadn't considered it but when she suggested that we should fuck it seemed like too good an opportunity to pass up.' 'You fucked her sir?' I asked in a whisper, my head reeling. 'All night long babe and twice this morning, Christ she's one hell of a woman,' he gushed making me feel like shit. 'Now this is the thing, she's came up with a marvellous idea, tonight I had had some nasty things planned for you but instead I am going to untie you now and take you home. There you are going to clean the house and serve Eve and myself as we have a nice long afternoon lazing about, fucking, sucking – you know the drill, before you cook us dinner tonight. Eve said that if you are very good we might not make you watch me fucking her.' 'Yes sir,' I said wanting the horror to end. 'Ah, now this is the thing though, you are going to be under her command,' he chuckled seeing my terrified expression, 'and I won't lift a hand to stop her, whatever she wants to do to you and judging by some of the things she said to me last night, she's not going to be very nice to you I'm afraid.' 'Ok sir, I'll do it for you,' I said after a moment, enjoying the faint surprise on his face. 'I've been through so much already and I still want to prove how much I love you sir.' 'Brilliant,' he said producing a key for the handcuffs and letting me go. 'You'll find some clothes in the bag. Get dressed, we don't have long.' I opened the bag quickly, my joints protesting from being held in one position for so long, to find the clothes he'd brought were my pair of tiny denim shorts that show off half my ass cheeks and a gossamer thin string Bikini top. I quickly got into the clothes and not wanting to disappoint him I snapped the handcuffs shut on my wrists again. He just smiled and led me back down to the path where this time, there were a lot more people. *** Eve got to our house at about three o'clock. I was cleaning the dishes after cooking Ben his lunch when the doorbell rang. After a curt nod from Ben I walked to the door, I was still wearing my bikini and shorts combo although now I was barefoot. I opened the door but before I could say anything the tall woman slapped me in the face. 'Shut up slut!' she said and barged her way past me down the hallway with me trailing meekly behind her, rubbing at my jaw. A tall – 5 inches or so taller than me without heels -, statuesque blonde with big, full breasts, Eve was a good looking woman and she was wearing a knee length skirt and a top that showed most of her ample cleavage above heeled sandals that tightened her long, shapely legs nicely. Roughly Ben's age, so about fifteen years older than me, she actually looked like a woman in her late 20s. She strutted up to Ben and my heart lurched when he grabbed her and kissed her hard with his hands fondling her ass. Not knowing what to do I returned to finish the dishes in the kitchen while trying not to listen to their murmured conversation and laughter. After a while she walked into the kitchen and when Ben started to follow her she put her hand on his chest and stopped him. 'Now now honey, I want to have a little girl chat with Jayme here, why don't you go out the back, I'll be there in a bit,' she said sweetly. 'Alright Eve, I'll see you later.' Once he had gone she turned to me and looked me up and down with an expression of disgust. 'Strip, and get on your knees slut,' she said venomously and I quickly did as I was told. She stepped forward, towering over me and I felt completely helpless as she looked down her nose at me. 'Women wear clothes Jayme,' she purred, 'little slut girls go naked. Now,' she said grabbing my chin and forcing me to look up at her, 'I've been waiting for my chance to make your life hell since I met you so imagine my surprise when I discovered that all I had to do is ask.' She released my jaw and stepped back, shaking her head. 'Don't think for a moment that I don't know how to really hurt a stupid little girl like you, I'm going to make you wish you'd never been born! Let's have a look at you then,' she said, grabbing my hair and painfully yanking me to my feet. She circled me like a shark as I stood trembling, examining me up close. 'What size are those tits Jayme?' she asked when she was back in front of me and poking my right breast with her fingernail. '32 A Miss,' I replied shakily. 'Hah!' she laughed, 'call those tits? These are tits you pubescent little skank,' she said, cupping her much larger bosom and pointing them at me. 'Do you think a man like Ben could possibly be satisfied with a boyish little freak like you? Where are your curves you skinny little fuck?' she stepped close and grabbed my pussy in her right fist, tugging painfully at my lips with her long nailed fingers and making me cry out in pain. 'The only womanly thing about you is this cunt isn't it?' she demanded tugging at my flesh. 'Yes Miss!' I cried with tears in my eyes. 'And I hear it's a well used little fuck hole, I hear you will fuck anything you can possibly fit in there, even total strangers? Is that right skank?' 'Yes Miss,' I whispered. 'Say it you shit,' she shouted in my face, twisting my pussy lips again. 'I'm a filthy skank miss and I will shove anything that will fit into my well used cunt miss!' I cried. Barking a laugh she released me before noticing the wetness on her hand with an expression of disgust. 'What the fuck is this?' She shouted wiping my juice on my face and pushing me over onto the floor where I landed awkwardly. 'Are you getting off on this you filthy little whore?' She looked around as I sat dumbfounded on the kitchen floor, she reached onto the countertop and picked up a large carrot from the bunch I was to prepare for dinner. 'Fuck yourself with this you little skank,' she said throwing the vegetable at me, 'ram it on up there until you cum.' I picked up the carrot from the floor, it was freezing cold as I had just gotten them out of the fridge but Eve obviously didn't care so, shivering uncontrollably, I took the thick, hard thing and pushed it as far as it would go into my soaking wet pussy. Wracked with shame and filled with self loathing I shuffled around and lay on my back, legs spread wide in front of her and rammed that thick carrot into my pussy as hard and as fast as I could. Eve watched me with a sneer for a moment before squatting down in between my legs. 'Now, once you have cum on that thing I want you to fix us some drinks and bring them out the garden. Then I want you to explain to Ben just how much of a boyish freak you are and I want you to beg him to fuck a real woman, not a nasty little skank like you. You understand skank?' 'Yes...Miss,' I groaned as I felt my orgasm building. With that she stood, spat on me and walked out into the garden. *** I did it as well, I served them their drinks, glad that our house wasn't overlooked by any windows and then I stood in front of the man I love and explained why he should fuck someone else. I think the worst part of it was that he seemed to agree with all of it, commenting that my boobs are too small and I don't have enough curves, at least nothing like Eve's who he said was a far superior example of Womanhood. Once I had gone through that they decided to go upstairs, Eve insisted I watch her fuck him and I was lashed to a chair in the corner of the room while they spent a couple of hours playing with each other. I have never felt so humiliated in my life, so useless and helpless. Ben was wearing a condom when they fucked and after he came she decided that the bin was a waste, so she fed the 'little skank her dinner,' upending the cooling sperm into my mouth and making sure I sucked the condom clean of her juice like a boiled sweet. Later on Eve decided that I wasn't to make dinner for them and they were going to have a meal in town, her rationale being that if I made food she might catch something. So as Ben phoned around to make a reservation, Eve led me into the garden. 'Lie down on the floor skank, spread-eagle yourself' she said. I was naked except for ankle and wrist cuffs which she had made me put on earlier when she tied me to the chair to watch them fuck. I quickly laid down and spread my arms and legs wide, too far gone for any shame. She opened the shed at the bottom of the garden and a few seconds later she emerged with four long wooden pegs from our bell tent, a mallet and some guy ropes. She quickly tied the ropes off to the cuffs and then hammered the pegs into the ground, before tightening the guys and stretching me taught. Then she walked back into the shed and fetched another rope, this one an old, dirty and rough thing that had been in the shed since we moved in. Humming to herself she doubled it and fed the rope around my waist, slapping me to get it under my ass, before tucking it under itself at the small of my back and pulling it up my ass crack. Then, she threw the ends over a tree limb about ten foot above my head and a little behind before pulling on the ends, making me groan as the rope dug into my sensitive pussy. Then she went back into the shed and came out holding one of Ben's dumbbells which she held in the air while awkwardly tying the rope to it before letting it swing, laughing as I cried out when the rope suddenly became taught on my crotch. Then she started to walk inside but stopped, reaching up she grabbed some pegs off the washing line and sat down beside me on the grass. 'Now you can spend the rest of this evening thinking up something to say to us tomorrow about how I am better than you in every way. When we are ready I will come and get you,' she said popping a wooden peg on my nipple, 'and you can tell Ben and myself why I should be his woman and you shall become our little skank toy.' She clipped the other nipple with a peg and leaned in close, her breath hot on my cheek. 'Because slut, I am taking your man so if you want to stay a part of his life you'd better think up a damn good reason why we shouldn't throw you out on the street and there is only one thing that'll make me want to keep you around, do you know what that is?' I shook my head, barely able to concentrate over the sensations in my crotch and nipples. 'That one thing is me being able to hurt you whenever I feel like it bitch,' she said with a sweet smile, 'you won't belong to him anymore, you'll become my personal little servant. Now stick out your tongue, let's get a peg on there to stop you whining.' She stood up and pulled the rope, making the dumbbell raise a couple of feet into the air and laughed as I shook my head in alarm. 'Nphoooohh..' I spluttered with my tongue pegged. 'Sorry, I didn't understand you skank. Oh, you want me to drop this?' I frantically shook my head again. 'Oh ok, seems odd but if you want me to drop it I will,' and laughing she let go. *** It was fully dark when they came home, the lights came on in the house and after a while the back door opened. It was Ben who walked over and untied the dumbbell before removing the rope from around my waist. Next he removed the pegs form my nipples – the tongue one had fallen off some hours ago thank god – making me gasp and writhe. He squatted next to my helpless body, fed me some water from a bottle he was carrying and chuckled. 'She's really done a number on you eh Jayme?' 'Yes sir,' I croaked. 'Well if it was up to me I'd let you go but you are Eve's and she wants to be fucked first, says she'll make up her mind depending on how much she enjoys it as to whether you'll be sleeping like this or somewhere more comfortable. What do you say to that Jayme?' 'Please fuck her really well sir, whatever it takes – suggest some things she might not have thought of to do to me sir, just don't leave me out here all night?' I said urgently, acutely feeling the humiliation of begging the man I love to please another woman. He laughed. 'Listen to you; didn't I say you would become a different person?' 'Yes sir, you were right sir.' 'Well, Eve told me about her idea and I can't wait to hear you argue to be replaced by a woman who wants to do nothing but hurt you. Taking me away from you will just be the start I suspect.' 'I don't want to,' I said with a tear running down my cheek. 'Well tough, you agreed to do whatever anyone told you to, so tomorrow you will convince me it's the best option for all of us.' He looked up to the bedroom window, 'Well, it's a hard life. Jayme, I'm off to make love to someone else and tell her all the things you hate so she can do them to you. See you later!' They left the window open of course and all I could hear as I lay there shivering on the cold, damp grass were the sounds of lovemaking. After a while they stopped and I heard the back door opening again, both of them came out and Ben quickly started loosening the ropes holding my arms. I moaned as my joints protested after their lengthy immobilisation, shaking and falling over as I tried to stand up which made Eve laugh out loud. 'Your boyfriend pleased me tonight skank,' she said cruelly, 'so you get to sleep on the sofa. Besides, you look like you need a good rest. Tidy this mess up and lock the house but be showered, made up and ready with breakfast in the morning at 9.' *** They were screwing when I opened the bedroom door in the morning; Ben was grabbing her hips and slamming into her from behind as she moaned with every thrust. Not knowing what else to do I stood there quietly while they carried on, Ben ignored me completely but Eve saw me straight away and spent most of her time looking me right in the eye and smiling. When they finished I served them their breakfast and waited for them to eat before tidying up the dishes. As I left the room Eve called out and, setting the tray down on the landing table I returned to the bedroom. The place stank of sex and Eve's perfume and despite myself I found myself getting more than a little turned on from what I had seen. 'Jayme, once you are done tidying up we won't need you for the rest of the morning,' Eve said with a languid smile. 'So I want you to go to the spare room and masturbate, find something painfully big to stuff in that little skank cunt of yours until you have cum five times – and I'd better be fucking amazed by the size of it when I check. Then cuff your hands behind your back and wait for me to summon you.' 'Yes Miss,' I said seeing Ben smirking. 'Oh and one more thing,' she said, 'when you wank I want you to think about what you watched this morning. I want you to cum with the image of a real woman making love to your man.' Bitch. It was a few hours later that the door opened and she walked into the spare room. I was sitting in the corner, naked and cuffed, with my legs spread letting my hot, stretched pussy breath in the air. She had stipulated 'painfully big' so I had found a hard, plastic drink bottle and it was sitting, along with the tube of KY jelly I had had to use to get it in me, on the floor in front of me. 'Fuck me,' she exclaimed picking up the bottle, 'your cunt must be slack as hell. No wonder Ben wants my pussy, he can actually feel the sides for a start.' She put the bottle down and shook her head, 'It's time to come downstairs and whore yourself to us, skank.' I struggled up and followed her down the stairs to see Ben and Eve sitting on the sofa. They had put out a low, hard wooden stool with a thick dildo jutting up from the seat (held in place with some tape) and Ben pointed to it as I entered the room. I squatted down, carefully positioning my pussy over the head of the dildo, luckily I was wet enough that it was only a little struggle to fit it inside me. I cringed at the laugh from Eve as I moaned, feeling the invading lump of plastic stretching me and nudging against my cervix. 'Hah,' Eve said, 'took it in one! She 's like a fucking windsock.' 'Right then Jayme, what have you got to say?' Ben said, looking at me intently as I shifted on the impaling dildo. I took a deep breath, terrified about what I was going to say. How My Life Changed Ch. 03 'I think, Sir, that I am nowhere near good enough to be your girlfriend.' 'Why is that Jayme?' He asked. 'Because I am a skanky little slut Sir, and while you should use me to your heart's content, you shouldn't consider that a relationship. That beautiful woman over there,' I looked at Eve who was smiling like the proverbial Cheshire cat as I forced myself to not cry, 'and the experiences I had with your friend Danny have proved to me that a skinny little whore like myself is nothing compared to a real woman like her. A real woman has much bigger tits and a much tighter cunt than mine sir.' Eve reached over and started rubbing the bulge in his shorts, snuggling in close to him and kissing his neck. 'Told you she was too much of a slut to back out,' she said with a smile. 'Go on,' he said gruffly as she unzipped his fly. Transfixed with a mixture of helpless jealousy and the very full sensation of my pussy, I was silent for a moment while Eve pulled his stiff cock out of his fly and started playing with it. 'I love you sir, but I don't deserve to call you mine. It's an insult to all the real women in the world to do so. However I don't want to lose you so if you would consent to keeping me as your house slut, to serve you in any way you deem necessary I would be eternally grateful.' 'So,' he said, 'you are happy for me to replace you with Eve as my girlfriend and to keep you around as some sort of, what, fuck toy?' 'Yes sir,' I said seeing the triumph in Eve's eyes. 'Well, there are a few problems with that though Jayme,' he said with his eyes bright. 'Firstly you won't be mine, you'll be Eve's and while you will live here as you have been doing, you'll be at her beck and call. Secondly, the rules for this weekend will apply full stop, you want to be a fuck toy? Then you will act like a fuck toy and that means to everyone you interact with.' I nodded while still half praying this was some elaborate joke. 'Next, at least one weekend of every month we will hand you over to Danny to do whatever he wants to you,' I swallowed at that, remembering what he did to me. 'He enjoyed himself so much it seems rude to not let him use you, besides we're thinking about going on holiday for a couple of weeks soon and you'll need someone to look after you. Lastly, well, this is Eve's stipulation really so she can tell you it.' 'Yes,' she purred and then pointed at Ben's rock hard cock. 'This is mine. You are not to touch it, not to do anything with it. If I find out he has fucked you or you have sucked him off or brushed against it you will find yourself out on the street naked. Ben can and will do horrible things to you but touch that cock and you are fucked missy.' I nodded again. 'Don't ever forget Jayme, you are a dirty little whore and I hate you. For every time you and Ben made love I will humiliate and torture you a hundred times, your life isn't your own any more, it's mine to do with as I see fit. You will mostly be spending your time being abused and when you are not doing that you'll be chained up and ignored but I promise you this, I will make damn sure you know you are nothing but our whore.' She stopped, waiting patiently for my response. I looked at them both, my gorgeous man and the woman who had taken everything away from me and who was proposing making my life a living hell of humiliation and sexual torture. Well, to be honest I didn't even hesitate. 'Yes Miss, yes Sir – please do what you want with me,' Eve laughed and pointed upstairs. 'Right then,' she said, 'the first thing that's going to happen is you going back upstairs to your new room – don't worry, I know it's small but there won't be any furniture to clutter it up. Once you are there you will take that big, wide bottle you forced up your skank cunt earlier and shove it up your arse. You've got half an hour to get it up there and keep it there until I come and check, a single second later and I'll take a cane to your clit.' 'Yes Mistress Eve,' I said shakily. 'Mistress Eve,' she purred, 'I like that, now fuck off, clock's ticking and I've got to suck your ex-boyfriend's cock.' I love my new life..