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My Name is Slut

By: o.h.slutwench



I hang suspended above My Lord, waiting on his first awakening of the day.

He slowly opens his eyes, smiling to see the worthless piece of shit dangling over him, waiting. His magnificent cock is already erect, and without warning - although this useless cunt should need no such warning, since he does this every morning - My Lord rams his rampant cock into Slut's arse, and fucks it until he has had his pleasure. Then he presses the button that makes Slut fall to the bed and orders her to run his bath... 

Slut runs My Lord's bath at the temperature he has demanded. However, as My Lord enters the huge bathtub, he turns to Slut and informs her that because the water was not to his liking Slut would receive punishment for this, as well as her usual punishment for nothing in particular. My Lord has not yet decided what either of these punishments would be. It will be up to him, and he has never liked routine or regularity. 

Slut is ordered to wash My Lord all over, and she obeys, gently washing him as he pulls on the nipple rings he has placed in Slut's large nipples. However, when Slut says 'pulled', it actually means 'tormented', and her nipples are so sensitive that she has to cum whenever her nipples are tortured in this way... even though under permanent orders not to cum without permission.

My Lord is aware of this, and knows that Slut will cum and cum as often as he tortures her nipples. He smiles, therefore, knowing the pleasure he will receive from administering punishment later.... 'Perhaps over breakfast,' he muses. Later, "Did Slut cum?" he asks innocently, well knowing the answer already.

"Yes My Lord." Slut knows that to lie will only bring more pain; and while she craves pain, sometimes the pain she craves is not the kind she receives.

Slut serves My Lord his breakfast and kneels beside his chair, awaiting his orders for the day. 

"After breakfast you will assume your usual position in the punishment room and wait there for me," he growls, standing up. He has finished eating.

"Yes My Lord." Slut rushes to the punishment room and takes up the standard position on the floor, arse and cunt facing the door.

"Slut is learning, I see." My Lord speaks as he enters the room, turning to close and lock the door behind him. He iss not afraid Slut will run; more that someone might enter the room without warning.

"Yes My Lord, Thank you My Lord." Slut cherishes every crumb of praise she is given and places it alongside others, deep in her heart.

"But first, Slut, before you receive your punishment I must have my fun." 

"Yes, My Lord." Slut remains still, waiting for further orders.

"On the bench." My Lord has spoken sharply, and Slut quickly obeys.

She crouches on the bench in a doggy position, guessing from the sound of jingling that My Lord will be increasing the weights on her cunt lips. She also knows, however, that this is not the fun of which My Lord had spoken. Slut makes no sound as the weights are added, not to the rings in her cunt lips, but to those in her nipples, and she remains quite still. Now is the time for My Lord's fun, she realizes, as a blindfold is placed over her eyes.

"You are a useless cunt, aren't you, Slut?" My Lord growls, slapping her arse.

"Yes, My Lord. Slut is quite useless." And she feel it so as My Lord goes to stand behind her.

"Good. Now remember, make a sound and this will only get worse," he warns, ramming first one hand and then the other into her arse, fist fucking it with both hands. He knows it is something Slut dreads, and takes delight in this dread. He fists her arse for ten minutes, and then, saying "Stay there," he moves over to Slut's face. "Lick my hands clean," he orders and she obeys.... My Lord knows she does not want to do this, but he also knows she will obey.

"So you can do something right, after all...? Now back against the wall, Slut." 

The blindfold iss removed, and Slut realizes it is punishment time. She obeys the order, placing hands on head in accordance with the current rule, and waits. Her face displays no sign of the fear that enters her worthless heart when she spies the cane My Lord is carrying.

"You will receive five strokes on each tit to begin with, and if you so much as gasp you will receive double, and so on, bitch. Is that understood?"

"Understood, My Lord." Slut understands all right.

She wonders if she will be able to bear the cane, but then remembers all the other painful punishments she has received, and survived

"Don't forget to count, and to ask each time for the next stroke." 

"Yes, My Lord."

"One! My Lord. May Slut have another one? Two! My Lord. May Slut have another one?..."When the count reaches 10 Slut does not remind My Lord that he had promised only 5 hits per tit ... She learnt her lesson a long time ago.

After 10 strokes on each tit with the cane the punishment is far from over. The weights pulling on Slut's nipples, stretching them during the caning, have made it that much harder to bear. However, the only sounds she makes are for the counting, and the requests for more.

Once he's finished caning Slut's tits, My Lord says that as she had enjoyed the double fisting of her arse she ought equally to enjoy a double fisting of her cunt... Only, this time, she must beg for it.

 Slut crawls to where her Lord sits and used the prescribed procedure for begging for her cunt to be double-fisted, making herself sound as useless and worthless as possible. Then she takes her place on the bench, as ordered

Slut is blindfolded again, and My Lord suddenly rams both hands into her cunt, giving her no warning. She squeals with pain, while realizing that her pain will be worse for the squealing.

Her cunt is rammed time and time again by those two huge hands, My Lord maintaining a barrage of insults - how useless Slut is, how worthless she is, how she does not deserve to breathe, and that it is only by the kindness of My Lord that she is allowed to breathe at all.

Slut knows that one day her Lord will kill her and find someone else, more worthy, to take her place. She understands how useless and worthless and ugly she is, and can't not wait for that time to come.

 My Lord orders Slut to lick his hands clean when he is finished with her cunt, and then it is time for her daily punishment... something My Lord always looks forward to immensely.

Slut stands as more weights are added to both cunt and nipple rings, then takes her place against the wall, this time facing it. As usual, she is not restrained. With the blindfold still in place, she will only know what weapon of pain My Lord was using when she feels it on her arse.

It is the studded paddle, Slut assumes, from the feel of the pain, as she counts each strike and respectfully asks for another. She receives 30 on each butt cheek, but she knows this is not the end. My Lord would never just paddle and leave it at that, no matter how much Slut hoped that he would.

My Lord continues saying how useless Slut is, with no praise for good behaviour or any touch of kindness. Slut believes My Lord, and accepts her own worthlessness. Shit is worth more than she could ever be worth...

Slut is confirmed in her suspicion that her punishment is not over when she feels the sting of the cane. Again she counts, and again respectfully requests another, eventually receiving 50 strokes on each butt cheek while silent tears stream down her face.

Then it is My Lord's lunch time, and as usual Slut can not eat until and unless My Lord determines she is worthy of eating dry bread and water from a bowl. Today she is not found worthy, and she had already realized she would not be. My Lord rarely finds Slut worthy of anything... he uses her and abuses her as he sees fit. As her owner he can do, and does, anything to her he sees fit to do or that gives him pleasure.

After lunch Slut is ordered to the dungeon and put on the rack, stomach side down. There are holes for her tits and their weights, and for her cunt and its weights, and she is chained spreadeagled, her legs further apart than is comfortable; but her comfort is not an important consideration.

 My Lord places even more weights on the tit and cunt rings, informing Slut that her nipples are to be stretched to such an extent that she can suck on them when ordered to by My Lord. Slut almost wishes she could beg for another form of punishment but knows she would only receive worse if she did.

Slut does not know how long My Lord is away - she never does, never being allowed a watch or any other time-keeping apparatus - and knows it might have been hours or minutes since My Lord left.

She only knows that he has returned when she feels several slaps on her arse. My Lord orders her to get up once the restraints have been removed and she obeys as fast as she can. She stands, still blindfolded, facing My Lord.

Slut feels My Lord's hands on her nipples, and then more weight on each as he apparently decides that the nipple-stretching has not gone fast enough. He removes her blindfold and orders her to his home office upstairs, warning her that, if she takes too long, whatever he has planned for her will be even worse. Slut already knows what his 'worse' means. She does not want anything even worse than that.

 My Lord is waiting for Slut when she arrives, and motions her to sit on her special seat. It has a dildo screwed into it, which Slut knows will either go in her arse or her cunt. It is My Lord's decision, and this time he decides on her arse. He smiled as Slut impaled herself on the huge wrist-sized dildo, and watched for any sign of pain.

"I warned you before we met that I would make you the biggest Slut the world has ever known, did I not?"

"Yes My Lord, you warned me, and Slut accepted what she was to become."

"You have pleased me for the most part, and now is the time for your regular daily punishment... spread your legs wider. Wider still, Slut."

Slut spreads her legs wider than is comfortable, and waits, half dreading what My Lord will do, yet knowing that she will love it regardless. She really feels herself to be a worthless, piss-drinking, shit-eating, ugly cunt. She watches as My Lord approaches with his cane. He knows she prefers a different method of inflicting pain, and that is why he has chosen the cane.

Slut counts the strokes, politely requesting one more after each stroke, as My Lord canes the insides of her thighs. She has reached 50 when My Lord stops and moves away, yet she knows this is not the end. It is never the end. "Get up and get onto my desk, doggy style." Slut complies as quickly as she can.

Everything that happens to her happens because it pleases My Lord. It pleases him to fuck her as if she is nothing more than an animal. He plunges a fat dildo into Slut's arse before ramming his cock into her cunt. He reaches around her and pulls harshly on her nipples, knowing that it will make Slut cum, and keep cumming until the nipple torture is ended. 

However, he has not said that Slut could cum, and he knows that she know that there is worse punishment in store for her when My Lord has finished fucking her cunt off. He takes great pleasure in making Slut cum when it is not permitted, and always ensures that she cums without permission at least once every day.... Slut is his, and his alone, to do with as he pleases. He owns her, she having sold herself to him a long time ago for a mere $2,000. She had needed it at the time to pay off debt and get new glasses, and he had wanted her...

There had been many times during the past few years since he had taken on ownership of Slut that he had invited males to pay for the privilege of fucking her arse or cunt. On other nights men paid for the privilege of cumming in her face as she lay on a table... She was never restrained, there being no need for it ... ever. She is his to use and abuse, and he enjoys it as much as he suspects Slut enjoys it too.

Slut rarely makes a sound and rarely speaks unless spoken to by My Lord, and then it has no option.

"Did I give you permission to cum, Slut?" he asks when he has finished fucking her.

"No, My Lord." she replies, resigned to the fate of being punished again.

"You persist in disobeying me...? I would have thought you had more control than that, Slut."

"Yes My Lord." she replies, her expressionless face giving no clue as to what she is thinking.

"How do you think I should punish you, Slut?" He waits for her answer.

"Any way you see fit, My Lord," Slut replies softly, adding into the silence that follows: "Slut will drink My Lord's piss and enjoy it, My Lord."

"Yes I have an urge to piss. Open wide, Slut." He pisses into her mouth, shifting his cock so that his piss pours all over her, giving her a golden shower - neither the first nor the last she will receive from My Lord. Eventually he finishs off in her mouth.

"You filth-loving whore, lick my desk clean. Lick every drop from my desk, you slag cunt whore."

Slut obeys without saying a word, knowing that any word she might say could rebound on her. My Lord already seems as angry as she has ever seen him, and she fears his anger above all else.

Slut cleans up the desk, licking up every drop of piss with her tongue, then on My Lord's orders she uses the shower in hisbathroom to rinse and wash her own hair.... She is only allowed cold water, but considers herself lucky to have any water, any shower. 

Then Slut stands as My Lord inspects the results of her efforts, and waits for the rest of her punishment. She knows she will not have long to wait and she is right, she doesn't. She watchs keenly as My Lord opens up package after package, but at first she can not tell what he has in his hand. 

Needles.

Slut hates needles.

My Lord knows she hates needles.

Then it dawns on her... My Lord knows she hates needles, so that must be the punishment... My Lord is going to put needles into her somewhere, and she has a sinking feeling that she knows where... her tits.

Slut is right. My Lord orders her to remain still, and, taking her left tit in his hand, he orders Slut to look at it as he thrusts a needle right through it. Slut continues to look as needle after needle is thrust through her tit until it resembles a pincushion. She then has to watch as the right tit receives the same treatment.

Slut wonders how long the needles will remain in her tits, and hopes that My Lord will soon remove them and will place no more needles in her tits, or anywhere else... She knows, however, that this hope is in vain.

My Lord has seen the look of horror on her face and knows there is another pleasurable way of tormenting her. "Perhaps this will teach you not to cum without permission, Slut."

"Yes, My Lord." They both know, however, that this is not true.

For the rest of the day the needles remain in Slut's tits while My Lord looks for the most unusual large objects to ram into her cunt and arse. Finally he rams his cock into her cunt, then into her arse, cums inside her, withdraws and orders her to lick the mess clean.

When Slut has licked the mess from the desk she is ordered to stand and watch as the needles are removed one by one from her breasts. She sighed when the final needle is removed...

"Bedtime, Slut." She knows only too well that she may not be sleeping where she had the night before. My Lord often changes his mind often, and tonight has decided that she will sleep in a cage. Slut realizes she must have done something - something of which she is not aware - to displease My Lord, and at these times 24 hours minimum are spent in a cage... high off the ground... My Lord knows about Slut's fear of heights.

My Name is Slut



Author's note: This story begins shortly after the end of my first story, A New Experience. Although this story does standalone by itself, for some context you may want to read that story first if you have not already done so. 

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My name is Susan. Presently I am sitting next to my wonderful husband Jeff that I love with all my heart. He is currently driving towards a destination to which he will not tell me, but my husband has promised me a special reward. This all began on what I thought was just going to be a normal trip home after we enjoyed a delicious lunch out at the country club we belong to. When I noticed that we were going in the wrong direction for home after leaving the club, I questioned Jeff but he just smiled and said, "I have surprise for you, a special reward that I think you deserve after your new experience last night."

The new experience my husband was talking about was that he loaned me out to be used by a dominate woman for the first time. Or I should say he loaned Slut out to a woman for the first time. You see my husband Jeff is a very lucky man. He has me, Susan, his beautiful loving wife, but he also has a personal submissive sex slave to use and do with as he chooses. Her name is Slut. Now this is where it gets a little confusing, Susan is Slut and Slut is Susan. We are the same person except for one small distinction. Susan wears a wedding ring on her finger and Slut wears a collar around her neck with her name on it. Neither wears the wedding ring or the collar at the same time. In my mind they are almost two completely different people. Susan has a loving husband and a beautiful teenage daughter. Slut only has a Master and will do anything that he commands her to do. 

I met Jeff while we were both in college. Each of us coming from very well off families that could afford to send us to a private university in California, we both grew up in the Midwest actually not that far from each other. We were introduced at a fraternity / sorority mixer Jeff's fraternity was hosting. A mutual friend, Ryan, knew we were both from the same State and thought that we might hit it off together. He could not have been more right. We went on our first date the next weekend. While I was no virgin before going off to college, I lost that to a high school boyfriend, I would not consider myself an easy chic either. I had never slept with someone on a first date before. That is until I met Jeff. I did not know what it was about him, but I only wanted to please him from almost the moment we met. On our second date he introduced me to anal sex. "Oh my god, what had I been missing," I had the most powerful orgasm of my life. Since then I have let Jeff have my ass any time he wants it.

We had been dating for almost a year before the first time he shared me. Actually it was my idea. Our friend, Ryan, had just been dumped by his girlfriend and I asked Jeff if it was alright if I cheered him up a little bit. At first I was just going to give Ryan a blow job, but I became so excited while doing it after he came in my mouth I just needed to get fucked. Jeff was rock hard after watching me with Ryan and I just about begged him to stick is cock in me. The thrill of been watched while having sex was incredible. The idea of doing something so private and intimate in front of someone else made me wetter than I ever had been before. I easily had multiple orgasms on Jeff's wonderful cock before he finally exploded inside of me. By this time Ryan's cock was rock hard again and I asked Jeff if it was alright for him to fuck me as well. Jeff said he was ok with it as long as I was and with that said I got up on all fours and told Ryan to fuck me from behind. He did not need to be asked twice. 

That is how I pretty much got started down the path to becoming a submissive though I didn't know it at the time and still had a long way to go. With Jeff's permission I started having sex with several of his classmates and fraternity brothers and always with him present and participating as well. It almost always occurred for some special occasion like a birthday or other type of celebration. The most notable night happened during my senior year. I gave the entire freshman fraternity pledge class a blow job for being successfully initiated into Jeff's fraternity. They all had to wear blindfolds though so they did not know who I was and condoms for my protection. Later I found out that for several of the pledges it was their first blow job ever. 

Jeff proposed to me on New Year's Eve our senior year and we were married that summer after graduation. I could not let this celebration go by without letting myself go wild one more time. The day before the ceremony I gave Ryan, Jeff's best man, as well as the other groom's men blow jobs while wearing only white thong panties with a matching bra. The day after the wedding I topped that by giving them all another blow job while wearing only the veil from my wedding dress. But I was not done there. For the first time ever I let Jeff's groomsmen's watch as Jeff fucked me in the ass. When Jeff had climaxed and I had come down from the intense orgasm I only get from anal sex our audience was all hard once again so they each took turns fucking my pussy. 

After the wedding things started too slowed down, I was not really that much interested in having sex with other men anymore. I just wanted to be with the one man I loved more than anything else in the world. We had moved back to the Midwest were Jeff took a job working at the accounting firm that his great-great grandfather had founded. We became pregnant two months later and a beautiful baby girl was born the following June.

It was two years later that the event that would truly change my life forever occurred. It was our first vacation away without our daughter. I had arranged for her to stay with my parents for two weeks so that the two of us could enjoy some alone time together staying at luxurious resort in Florida. It was nearing the end of the second week and Jeff wanted to get in at least one more round of golf at a nearby course before we left. If there is one difference between the two of us it is golf. I hate golf and could never see the point in it. Jeff would play it ever day if he could. That is the reason we belong to a country club. It has the best course in our area according to Jeff, that and the fact that his family is one of the major owners of the club.

I told Jeff to go ahead, I just wanted to sit around and relax by the hotel pool one last time and finish the book I had really gotten into. 

After sitting by the pool for about an hour I noticed a guy that kept looking at me and would smile every time I looked his way. I must admit I looked very hot in my skimpy black bikini with all of my baby weight long gone. Soon afterwards he came over and sat next to me on an adjacent lounge and began engaging me in conversation. At first I was kind of flattered to be being hit on, but when I clearly told him I was not interested and he continued to persist I started to become annoyed. I am still not quite sure why I said what I said next. But what I did say had a very profound effect and has changed my life forever.

"I only fuck other guys with my husband's permission."

After saying these words the look on the young man's face was more than priceless. His jaw just dropped open and he got up and walked way shaking his head. Probably in pure disbelieve that he had really heard what I had just said.

It was the following evening, our last night at the resort, my husband and I had just finished with dinner and were in the hotel lounge enjoying a few drinks. We were sitting in a dark back corner having a quiet conversation while enjoying our drinks. It was then that I noticed my suitor from the pool the other day had come into the lounge with another young gentleman. Both were dressed very well and looking really good. They took a table up front close to the dance floor.

Quickly I told the story of the other day out by the pool to my husband. Frankly, I thought that it was rather funny at the time. After I was done telling the story to my husband what he said next surprised me more than anything I could have imagined.

"So if I gave you permission you would have sex that that guy?" Jeff asked, "A total stranger."

I was only joking when I said it the day before, but Jeff acted as if I was serious. I started to explain to him that I was only joking at the time and that I was very happy just being with him. Then what he said next truly surprised me.

"I always enjoyed very much the times watching you have sex with other men and I have missed seeing you that way and would like very much to see it happen again." he said.

"I don't know if I could have sex with a complete stranger. In the past all the men that I have had sex with were someone we both knew beforehand." I replied. "If you really want to watch me having sex again I think I would be willing to do so with one of your friends."

"No, I want to watch you have sex with a stranger and do whatever he wants."

At first I was very surprised and a little put off by his comment. I had never considered myself promiscuous and jump into bed with just anybody. I definitely did not consider myself to be a slut and just give it away to anybody. We continued to talk about it for several more minutes. My husband's repeated telling me of how much he had enjoyed my past wild days watching me with others slowly started to wear me down and my desire to please the man that I loved so much finely convinced me to relent as well. We finally agreed on a plan for me to ask the man from the pool to have sex with me, but only if Jeff was present.

"What about the other man with him?" I asked.

"He can join in as well if his friend wants him to." Jeff replied.

So with our plan made I got from the table and walked over towards where the two gentlemen were seated. Again I must admit I looked really good again. I was wearing a long black dress with a plunging V-neck line. My white pearl necklace and matching earrings accented by blonde hair and blue eyes, and I walked over there in the sexiest stride I could muster in my black high heels.

As I approached the man from the pool noticed me and looked up recognizing me and smiled. I just smiled back until I reached their table.

"My husband said yes," I said, "Room 436 in thirty minutes. Don't be late. Oh, and your friend can join us if you want to bring him." I then continued to walk out of the lounge and head up towards our room.

Jeff followed me out of the lounge a few minutes later and joined me in our hotel room.

"They were both still sitting at the table when I left the lounge. I am pretty sure that they did not know I was your husband as I walked past them," Jeff said, "I wonder if they thought you were serious or not."

"We will find out in about 20 minutes if they are on time," I replied. 

Exactly on time there was a knock on our hotel room door. Jeff got up and answered it.

"You must be the two guys that are here to fuck my wife," Jeff said after opening the door then standing aside to let the two gentlemen enter into hotel our room. 

Our hotel room was a deluxe two room suite. From the door way you entered into a living area and then another side door lead into a separate bedroom with a king sized bed and bathroom area. I was seated on the couch in the living area as the two men cautiously entered into the room. I am quite sure still wondering if my offer was genuine. After closing the door my husband introduced himself first then me.

"Hi, I am Jeff and this is my lovely wife Susan," He said. "Please come in and make yourself comfortable."

"I am Michael and this is my friend Brett," said the man from the other day at the pool as they took their seats. Michael sat next to me on the couch and Brett in another chair in the room.

"Can I get either of you two a drink?" Jeff asked.

"Scotch and soda would be fine," Michael said.

Brett said, "Same for me."

Jeff made the two drinks from the well-stocked in room mini bar while I asked the two men why they were staying at the resort. 

Michael answered, "We are both here on a little vacation, play some golf, go to the beach, basically just have good time, and relax."

Brett added, "We both just graduated from college."

"You both play golf. Jeff loves to play golf also. That was what he was doing the other day while I was at the pool when we first met."

Michael then asked, "Are you really serious about wanting to have sex with the two of us?"

"Yes," I replied, "with a few rules of course."

"What kind of rules," this came from Brett.

"First my husband likes to watch so he will remain present and may join in if he feels like it. Second the two of you will both wear a condom at all times. And third I will do anything either of you wants."

With the rules said I got up from the couch. "I am going into the bedroom now to undress. Come in whenever you are ready." And with that I left the front room for the bedroom.

Once in the bedroom I removed my dress, shoes and jewelry. Then only in my black panties I lay down on my right side in the middle of the bed facing the door and waited.

I did not have to wait long. Michael came into the room first, followed by Brett then Jeff. Michael came up to the foot of the bed and I rose up onto my knees in front of him placing my hands on his broad shoulders then caressing down his sides before pulling his mouth to mine for a long deep kiss. Michael's hands began caressing my body as well briefly stopping to squeeze my exposed breasts rubbing his thumbs over my nipples as we kissed. After breaking our kiss I began to undress him. First I got his shirt off then unbuttoned and removed his pants. Once he was completely naked I ran my hand up and down the length of his shaft to get it good and hard. While I was doing this he opened up a condom and placed it at the tip. So I began to unroll it down the length of his cock. With the condom in place my mouth was soon around his shaft sucking it deep down my throat. I continued to work his cock over with my mouth, tongue and hand for a few minutes getting it as hard as possible. 

When he was ready he pushed me back down on to the bed then reached for my panties pulling them down my legs and over my feet. Now completely naked Michael moved up between my legs and placed his cock at my entrance. Reaching for his cock I slowly guided it inside of me as I spread my legs wide and brought my knees up to my chest. Soon his full length was pounding inside of me. Brett came up on my right side placing is condom covered cock next to my mouth. I opened wide guiding him in with my right hand and closed my lips around his shaft. 

Michael was soon quickening his pace and I could tell he was getting close. When I felt his cock begin to spasm I too began to climax. I came around is cock with my pussy muscles gripping it hard. 

With Michael done for the first round I let Brett's cock drop from my mouth and got up onto my hands and knees telling Brett, "Fuck me doggie-style." 

Brett quickly got behind me as I reached around to guide his cock into my hole that his friend had just vacated. Soon his shaft was inside of me and I felt his hips hitting my ass cheeks. He continued to pound me hard for quite some time. He then pulled out and lay down on his back.

"Ride my cock now." He screamed. 

I straddled his body spreading my legs wide and guided his cock back into my wet hole. Once it was in I began riding his cock up and down cowgirl-style, one of my favorites.

I was approaching another orgasm when I felt a well lubricated finger slide up into my back hole. Looking over my shoulder I now saw Jeff standing naked with a full erection rubbing lubricant on to it while continuing to lubricate my ass with the other. Looking back into Brett's eyes I waited for what I knew was coming next. I did not have to what long. The finger withdrew from my asshole and was quickly replaced by my husband's much larger cock pressing up against it. I began relaxing to easy its entrance while concentrating on the cock still in my pussy. Soon I felt the full length of my husband's shaft within me as I experienced my first ever double penetration. Jeff and Brett very quickly got into a very good rhythm going as one would push in the other would withdraw sandwiching me between their two cocks. Then both would slam back into me at the same time. Just as I felt I could not take any more Michael presented is quickly reviving cock with a fresh condom on it to my lips. My very first double penetration now became my first triple penetration as I took Michael's cock into my mouth. I was now air tight so to speak. Soon I was consumed by multiple orgasms within my body then I felt my husband's cock explode into my ass.

Releasing Michaels cock from my mouth I said, "Get behind me and take my husband's place in my ass."

He did not need to be asked twice for as soon as my husband had withdrawn Michaels cock pressed back into my tightest hole. The first cock other than my husband's to ever enter through my back door. Very soon Michael and Brett both got into another perfect rhythm moving their cocks into and out of my two sex holes. Brett was rubbing and caressing my breasts as Michael grabbed my hips and started to slam into my tight ass with more force. 

Soon Brett shouted, "I'm coming." And I felt his cock spasm inside of my pussy. Michael soon followed coming in my ass.

Michael pulled his shaft out as a rolled off of Brett and made my way into the bathroom. In the bathroom I took a washcloth and wiped it over my body to clean up a little bit. When I returned to the bedroom my three lovers sat waiting for my return. Hoping that we were not done for the night I asked, "So who is next?"

Brett answered first, "As soon as I'm able I am going to fuck that ass of yours."

"Let me help than," as I kneeled down in front of Brett and began massaging is cock back to life.

Quickly under the administration of my handy work Brett's cock started to show some return of life so Jeff handed me a fresh condom which I unrolled down Brett's shaft. Then taking some lubricant began coating his shaft making it ready for my back entrance. When he has good and ready again I climbed back up onto the bed on my hands and knees and presented my ass towards Brett. Very soon I felt that familiar feeling of a cock pressing at my back tunnel and relaxed my muscles to allow an easy entrance. Brett's cock was my far the largest of the three so I took my time easing him past my tight back door. Gradually my tight entrance loosened to allow his shaft into it. He started to piston in and out with slow and easy strokes, but as my body got accustomed to his girth his efforts quickened pulling his long shaft nearly all the way out then back in with greater force with each stroke. Soon he was slapping my ass cheeks with each powerful thrust in to me. Jeff came around to the front of me and presented his cock to my lips as a reached out to take his cock into my mouth I looked up at him.

"Is this what you wanted to see?" I asked, "Your wife getting fucked in the ass by another man. A complete stranger no less."

Jeff just smiled back at me then said, "Yes I can't believe I am witnessing this and how great it is. Even better than I thought it would be."

With that said I opened my mouth and took Jeff's cock between my lips. Very soon after that I felt the beginnings of the first of several orgasms I would experience while Brett slid his cock in and out of my ass. When I was about to collapse from my orgasms Brett's cock finally started to spasm am inside my back hole. Then my husband began releasing is seed into my mouth as I swallowed it down. Then so completely worn out I collapsed on to the bed. Soon thereafter Jeff, Brett, and Michael joined me in one big cuddled mass. We laid there for over an hour I guess before anyone stirred. Finally Brett and Michael started to get up.




My Name is Slut



Michael said, "We should better be going. We were supposed to meet up with some other friends almost an hour ago. They are going to start wondering what happened to us."

I initially wanted to speak up and say, "Just invite them over," but instead I said, "To bad, I was just about ready to get things going again. I haven't gotten this well fucked in a very long time." 

Brett and Michael then started to get dressed. Jeff and I just put on hotel robes. When the two of them finished dressing I walked them out to the door as Jeff followed. 

"Thank you again very much for most unforgettable night. After that comment of yours made out by the pool the other day I would never have imagined this happening," Michael said as he and Brett were leaving. Then he said, "I have heard of slut-wives before, but never really thought they existed." 

I think should have been offended by that last remark but instead I took it as a badge of honor. I was a slut-wife by letting other men fuck me in front of my husband. What could be more slutty then that? So I replied, "I will take that as a complement and thanks for helping me fulfil my husband's fantasy of watching his wife getting fucked by complete strangers." 

After we had gotten home from that trip Jeff began to start acting very strange. Whenever I tried to talk about it he would change the subject or just avoid talking about it all together. Finally I just had to come out and confront him about what I thought was bothering him so much and asked.

"Jeff, are you really sure that you were ok with me having sex with Brett and Michael last week?"

Jeff paused for a few minutes before answering, "Yes, I am very ok with it and that is what is so troubling to me. I am your husband and you are my wife. I should not have enjoyed watching you having sex with those other men but I did, and very much so if I might add."

Jeff paused again before continuing, "And there is more. I don't just want to watch you with other men again; I want for you to submit to me and let me share you with other men. Do whatever they ask of you, to be a total slut for them."

Hearing Jeff say that he wanted me to be a total slut for other men should have been something that I found to be extremely insulting to me, but for some strange reason I didn't at all react that way. Instead I truly wanted to find a way to make it happen. I didn't really know where to begin or how I was even going to go about it. So for the next several weeks I slowly began doing research into the many different aspects of submission which eventually lead me to discover the topic of sexual slavery. 

After several weeks of me discreetly asking questions amongst as many different people that I thought might know something about what I was seeking I was eventually introduced to a terrific woman named Allison. She would become my guide into a new world that I never could have imagined even existed. And in the process become one of my closest friends as well.

We met for coffee one day after talking on the phone a few times. She described herself as a submissive and that her husband was her Master. She told me that as her Master he basically controlled most every aspect of her life. I found this information very hard to believe. From an outward appearance she looked and presented herself as a very confident and outgoing woman. She told me how she had just open her own women's clothing store that primarily carried ladies professional dress apparel, but also included a good selection of lingerie, swim wear, and evening wear. 

Over the next hour or so we talked about the many different aspects of her life that revolved around her being a submissive. The one aspect that I found most appealing to me and what I was searching for was that her husband frequently shared her with other men. This was what my husband wanted for me to be open and willing to do. Let other men use me for sex while he watched or even participated himself. But there were many more aspects of submission that Allison told me about that started to intrigue me even more. When we had finished talking Allison invited me to come visit her store next week.

"I have several items there that I think you will find very interesting," Allison said.

The next week I made a visit to the Northside Mall where Allison's clothing store was located. I had been to this mall before, but did not frequent it because it was on the other side of the city from my home and there was another mall much closer. I found Allison's shop on the second level. I was very surprised to find an independently owned store in a mall when most mall stores are part of a chain. It was called Allison's Closet. 

Walking inside of the store I started to look around for Allison but did not see her anyplace. I started to wander up and down through the aisles not really looking for anything in particular, but being a woman I do love to shop. After a while I was approached by an attractive looking young sales clerk. Her name tag read "Judy".

"Hi, can I help you find anything?"

"Oh no, I am just looking. The store owner Allison Colten asked me to come by this week. Is she here?"

"Yes, I think she is in her office in the back. Let me call her for you. What is your name?

"Susan McAllister."

"I will be right back," she said then headed up towards the front counter.

When she returned, "Allison will be right out to help you," she said then left to help another customer.

A few minutes later Allison found me looking at some really skimpy sexy lingerie, "That will look very good on you," she said, "Wear that for your husband and he might just change his mind about wanting to share you," she said in a much lower voice so that only I could hear her.

Then she said, "Come with me, I have some very special items that I keep in a back room for select clientele that I want to show you. I think that you will like them a lot." 

Allison led me to the back of the store and through a large dressing room area then a door marked employees only. In the back area of the store was a large store room. From there she led me into what appeared to be her office and then to another door. She took out a set of keys from her desk unlocked the door then opened the door and turned on the lights and I followed her in. 

Hanging on the walls in the room were all sorts of different objects. There were vibrators, dildos, and other sex toys that I recognized. There were also many different leather outfits some that included chain mesh. Scattered amongst them were varies types of leather and metal collars. Some of the leather ones looked like very elegant dog collars. While some of the metal ones were very shiny, others had a more rustic dull looking appearance. Also there was a very large selection of whips, paddles, and many other things I just honestly didn't recognize.

After I had few minutes to take it all in Allison said, "This is what I call the Toy Section. It has just about everything a person would want or need to submit to another."

"I don't know what to say," was all I could come up with.

"Does anything that you see intrigue you?" Allison asked.

"Yes, I find all of it very intriguing," I said. 

Over the next few weeks I met Allison for lunch or sometimes just for coffee about once or twice a week. We became fast friends and she answered all of my questions regarding ever different type of submission, sexual slavery, and the topic that I found most intriguing of all Bondage and Discipline. She very openly talked about what her relationship was like with her husband/master. She described herself as a 24/7 submissive, meaning that she always considers herself to be under the control of her Master, and only does those things outside of his presence that she has been permitted to do. Whenever she is in his presence he has total control over all of her actions. 

It seem like for every question I asked and that she answered, two or three more would come up. One topic of discussion that I found to be very fascinating was becoming a collared slave. A Master would give his submissive a collar to wear around her neck that would be a symbol to show to the world that this slave was owned by him. It was when learning about this that I decided that I wanted my husband to become my Master and for I to become his collared slave.

My next question for Allison was, "How do I get my husband to become my Master?"

Her response, "That should not be too difficult of a task after what you have told me about him. I think it is time that your husband should meet my Master." 

That night after I had put our daughter to bed I came into my husband's office to talk with him about everything that I had learned recently and that I was willing to the point of almost being eager to submit to him and become his sex slave and most importantly let him share me with other men. I told him all about my meetings with Allison and that I wanted him to meet her husband/Master Blake. 

After the two of us had spent several hours into the night discussing the implications of what our new relationship might bring we made our way back to our bedroom. Once there we slowly removed each other's clothing while our lips kissed passionately and our hands lovingly caressed each other's bodies. Very soon we were both lying naked on our bed with me on my back with my arms and legs wrapped around Jeff's body as his wonderful cock filled my pussy. In and out he thrust into me again and again. 

Then he pulls out and says, "Turn over on to all fours."

Soon I feel his cock at my entrance. At first he only pushes a little ways in. Slowly he increases the depth of his penetration. Soon I feel his hips, as his entire shaft is inside of me, start slamming into my ass cheeks. Quickly I start to feel my orgasm approaching. After several more powerfully hard strokes from Jeff I feel him unleash his cum inside of me. Feeling his come fill my pussy I release my own orgasm and my cunt muscles spasm around his shaft as I feel it begin to soften inside of me.

The two of us fell over and collapsed onto the bed sleeping curled up until morning.

The next morning I begin to put my plan into action. The first thing I did was call Allison to tell her that my husband as agreed to meet her Master and to setup a time and place. Next I had to consider the fact that we still had child in the house and there was no way that a 24/7 submissive relationship would work in that situation. Then I remembered something Allison told me, sometimes when a submissive was not in a full time or 24/7 relationship they would either chose a slave name or their Master would give them one to use as a way of distinguishing their separate lives. Now all I had to do was come up with a name, one that suited me. 

The date was set. Jeff would meet with Blake, Allison's Master next Friday after work. I called my parents to see if they could watch our daughter for the weekend. And of course they said yes.

That Friday after dropping of our daughter at my parent's house I went to see Allison. I needed to pick up a few things from her Toy Section. And ask her for some last minute advice as well.

When I got home I went straight up stairs to get ready. First I showered and shaved my legs. Next I trimmed my pubic hair, thought about shaving it all clean off because I had read that most slaves were required to be clean shaven, but Jeff had never asked me to shave it all off before so I decide to leave it at that. If Jeff told me to shave it all later I would. Then I did my hair and make-up. When I finished with that I started to make my way towards the stairs remaining completely naked. Half way to the stairs I realized the only thing I still had on was my wedding ring. I stopped for a second. I had never taken it off in over two years. I decide if I was going to give myself to Jeff I would do so not as is wife but as an entirely new person. I returned to the bedroom and removed my ring then placed it down on my dressing table.

Downstairs I arranged my purchases from Allison store around the living room floor. Then I knelt in the center of the room and waited. When Jeff came home from his meeting I waited until he made his way into the living room. As he came into the room he saw me kneeling there.

"My name is Slut, sir. But you can give me whatever name you choose. For if you will have me I give myself to you to use and do with as you choose as my Master."

It is hard to believe it has been over fifteen years since that first day I knelt in the middle of the living room floor and patiently waited to submit to my Master and said those words for the first time. Knowing now that Slut can be and do things that Susan could never do.

Now we have been driving for quite some time and Jeff has still not told me where we are going. Only that we are getting close. Then Jeff turned off of the main road onto another road that looked like it ran up towards a large hotel or resort.

As we got closer I could see that it was a quite expansive property spread out over close to a hundred acres. The buildings all had a very much of a Spanish look to them. The surrounding grounds were all impeccably landscaped. 

"We are staying here tonight," I asked. 

"Yes," Jeff answered. "And I am taking you out to a great dinner and then some dancing that I know you love so much."

"But I haven't packed anything to wear," I said, "All of have is what I am wearing and Slut's usual outfit."

"Not a problem," he said, "The hotel has several boutique shops that I am sure will have everything that you need."

So while Jeff was getting us checked in I went and found the boutique shops to get the things I would need for the night. The first thing that I needed to find was nice evening gown or cocktail dress to wear tonight. But definitely nothing backless, Slut still had some really nice dark red marks on her back from Mistress Rhonda's whip.

The women's clothing store in the hotel had a much better selection of items than I thought they would have. After looking at and trying on several different dresses I narrowed it down to two. One was a V-neck mini cocktail dress black with silver trim that was sleeveless and came down to just above the knees the other a solid gray scrunched tunic drape also sleeveless. Unable to decide I went with both. Next I went looking for a few personal items and other necessities to make for a wonderful night out.

With all my purchases complete and the store all set to deliver everything to our room I went looking for my husband who said I would find him in the lounge when I was done. In the lounge I found him sitting at the bar and joined him for a drink. After we finished with our drinks we headed to our room to relax and freshen up before heading off to dinner.

After dinner we made our way back into the lounge were a band was playing really good dance music. My husband and I had been dancing closely and in each other's arms for several hours and had only taken a few breaks to get a couple of drinks and rest a bit. Then it was back out into each other's arms.

Near the end of the night Jeff leaned in and whispered into my ears, "Do you know that those two gentlemen over there have been checking you out all night?"

Looking at him with a big smile on my face, "Do you want me to walk over to them and invite them back up to our room? Then go put on Slut's collar. You know she has never said no to you and she never will."

Then Jeff said, "No, tonight I want my wife, not my Slut."

Shortly after that the song ended and we left the dance floor and made are way back up to our room.

Once there we danced silently in each other's arms holding each other's body close. Then slowly we began removing each other's clothing. When both of us were fully naked we continued to hold each other close with our arms and hands roaming freely over each other's bodies. Then I went down on to my knees and took his swollen shaft deep into my mouth coating it with juices from my tongue. My pussy was getting ready and ready with anticipating so I made my way onto the bed. Lying back on to the bed spreading my legs wide I expected Jeff to climb between them with his hard cock. But instead he crawled between them and brought his mouth the lips of my pussy. Very quickly I felt his tongue working its way up and down my opening his lips pulling gently on my lips then on the clit. 

It did not take long before I was saying, "Jeff I need to feel you inside of me."

Very slowly he made his way up my body slowly making kisses as he went. He paused brief at my navel then again each of my breast nipples. Then are lips met together as I felt his shaft started to press into my opening. He took his time easing into me with almost agonizing slowness. Each time he pressed a little further into me then nearly withdrew completely before repeating the process. Finally I could feel his entire shaft go deep into me as he increased his rhythm. 

When I felt that he was close, "Come inside of me. I want to feel it."

With that I felt is cock erupting inside me triggering my own orgasm.

We soon fell asleep cuddled tightly in each other's arms.

The next morning I felt Jeff stirring as he climbed out of bed.

"Where are you going so early in the morning?" I asked.

"I have an early morning tee time with some new clients. But you should sleep in. I have surprise coming for you at 10:00"

"What kind of a surprise."

"A personal in room massage."

Hearing this I questioned, "I can't get a massage, Slut still has some pretty good red marks on her back."

"Don't worry about that. The massage therapist I have arranged for has been made very aware of your secret and full discretion has been assured."

I spent the rest of the morning in bed only getting up a little before ten. Promptly at ten there was a knock on the door. Going for the door I covered myself in only one of the hotel room robes.

Opening the door I hear, "Hi, I am Ronni, I am here to give you a massage."

Standing aside I let the very attractive young woman enter the room carrying her portable table and bags. While she got everything set up I made my way into the bathroom until she was ready for me. 

"I am all set-up so whenever you are ready."

Exiting the bathroom I made my way over to where Ronni had set her table. I could not help myself to look over this most beautiful woman. She was probably in her early to mid-twenties and much taller than me standing at least 5'8" or 9". Her build was very athletic and muscular and obviously knew her way around a gym and I am not talking aerobic classes here. She definitely knew how to pump some iron. My best guess at here measurements would have to be around 36D-24-36. But the two most striking things about her were her hair and eyes. She had the most piercing green eyes and platinum blonde hair I think I had ever seen.

For over the next hour she gave me the most intense and pleasurable full body massage that I could have ever thought possible. Every muscle in my body turned to complete jelly. I don't think I could ever feel that relaxed again. 

Then when she was nearing the end and I was lying on my back. She reached her hand under the sheet covering my lower body slowly reaching a finger lower until touching my clit and she said, "I usually don't do this for my massage clients, but after seeing those marks on your back I think you can use it." 

She then leaned into my head and whispered into my ear, "Also your husband and my Mistress are very good friends with each other." She then leaned into me and kissed me on the lips. Then taking me by the hand she led me over to the bed. 

We both climbed onto the bed where we spent the next several minutes caressing each other bodies with our hands. Kneeling in front of each other I rubbed her breasts while hands roamed over my back and buttocks. Our mouths locked together and our tongues enter twined. She explored every inch of my body with her finger tips and tongue and I did the same to hers. As my mouth and tongue explored her backside I could not help but notice a cursive letter 'L' tattooed on to her left cheek. Seeing this I knew instantly who her Mistress was. Finally I fell onto my back and she climbed on top of me with her head between my legs and then lowered her womanhood to my mouth as she placed her lips on mine. We each brought the other to climax with our tongues several times. Once completely exhausted from our orgasms we lay in each other's arms to cuddle the rest of the morning.




My Name is Slut



Later during the drive home with Jeff he said, "I am thinking about loaning Slut out to Mistress Rhonda for an entire weekend. Do you think she would like that?

"I think Slut would like that a lot very much."

The End 



My Name is Slut Ch. 02



Author's Note: For context I highly recommend reading the first chapter My Name is Slut as well as its prequel A New Experience before reading this chapter if you have not already done so. Thank you for reading my stories and comments are always greatly appreciated. 



I arrived home from my day at work a little disappointed. When I received the text from my husband Jeff earlier in the day I was hoping he wanted to play tonight since our daughter Sara would be staying with a friend. Instead he informed me that he had a very special client that would be joining us for dinner. So instead of going upstairs to change into my usual outfit I took the groceries I picked up on my way home into the kitchen. The rest of the afternoon was spent preparing another fabulous meal for my husband's and one of his special clients. I enjoy most aspects of playing the dutiful wife and hostess, but there are times that the work conversations could get to be more than a little boring to me. 

Around 6, I heard the front door open and my husband yelling from the door, "Susan I 'm home. Sorry for the late notice on dinner, but this was completely a last minute thing. I really hope that you don't mind."

"No problem Dear. You know I love to cook when it comes to impressing your clients. What time is your client getting here?"

"Should be here in about a half hour, I am going to run up stairs to get a quick shower," Jeff said as I heard him running up the stairs.

About 30 minutes later the door buzzer sounded. Opening the door I was very surprised to be greeted by a familiar face but one that I had not seen in a few months. Looking at the tall woman standing there on the front porch I thought to myself, "This night might turn out to be very interesting after all."

"Hello Rhonda, It has been a while since we last saw each other. How have you been?"

"Just great Susan, it is really nice seeing you again too," Rhonda replied.

"Can I get you a cocktail or anything else to drink?" I responded showing our guest into the living room.

As she followed me through the entry way and into the living room I had forgotten just how tall she is. She easily stood well over six feet in her four inch heels and her 36D-26-36 inch body dwarfing my petite 32B-22-34 and 5'2" body. Her dark brunette hair was up in bun in contrast to my own long blonde wavy hair. She wore a grey business jacket over a white blouse with a grey pencil skirt and black silk stockings covered her long legs. A large black purse hung on her left shoulder. 

"Red wine if you have it."

"I have merlot or a pinot noir? And can I take your jacket?"

"The pinot will be just fine," she said removing her jacket and handing it to me to put into the closet by the door.

Showing her to the living room I said, "Jeff should be down in minute and I will be right back with that pinot. Dinner should be ready in about five minutes."

Returning to the living room with Rhonda's glass of red wine Jeff had come down stairs to join her.

Handing Rhonda her wine I turned to Jeff, "Why didn't you tell me our guess would be Rhonda?"

"I wanted to surprise you," Jeff answered.

"Well you definitely accomplished that. Dinner is just about ready. Why don't the two of you have seat at the table and I will start bringing it out."

Over dinner enjoying one of my favorite dishes to make, chicken Marsala with wild rice and mixed grilled vegetables, I was really surprised to hear Rhonda and Jeff actually talking business. Apparently she had just received a sizable inheritance and wanted Jeff's assistance in setting up a trust and help with some other financial planning she needed done. Though this was once a specialty of Jeff, he has not been that involved much in financial planning for some time since he became a VP at his family's accounting firm.

With dinner finishing up, I began clearing the table and asked Rhonda and Jeff if either cared for anything else to drink. 

Rhonda said, "I will have another glass of that wonderful pinot if you don't mind."

"I'll have a scotch," Jeff added.

"Ok, why don't the two of you return to the living room and I will bring the drinks out," I said caring an arm load of dishes back into the kitchen from the dining room.

Returning to the living room with the drinks I handed Rhonda first her wine and then my husband his scotch, neat of course.

As I was returning to the kitchen I heard Rhonda's voice, "Susan," hearing my name I turned to face her, "Does Slut still have that whip I gave her following our last encounter?"

"Yes she does," I answered, "And I am very certain that she would like it very much if you were to use it on her again tonight."

Then Jeff said, "Susan, I think the dishes can wait. Why don't you go upstairs and get Slut. Rhonda and I will wait here."

"I will send her right down," I said heading up the stairs.

Upstairs I quickly stripped down and retrieved Slut's usual outfit from an armoire drawer. First I fastened the ankle and wrist cuffs around my limbs. Then I removed my wedding ring before affixing Slut's collar securely around my neck. After a quick check in the mirror of my long blonde hair and make-up I made my way back down stairs.

Returning to the living room Master and Mistress Rhonda were seated as before each in a comfortable recliner. A small end table was between the two chairs. Both of the chairs faced toward the center of the room.

I entered the living room and knelt down on the floor directly between the two chairs facing toward both my Master and Mistress. I spread my legs wide as I knelt down and then placed my hands on my thighs palms up exposing myself completely. My head bowed down eyes to the floor waiting for my Master to speak.

"Slut, You remember Mistress Rhonda don't you?"

My head still bowed I answered, "Yes Master, I remember Mistress Rhonda very well. It is very nice to see her again. I am looking forward to serving her every desire tonight. My body is yours to give to her in any way that you chose."

Hearing this Mistress Rhonda rose and walked toward me. She circled me kneeling on the floor several times. I could feel her gaze on my body but I dared not look up into her eyes.

Finally she came to a stop directly in front of me. "Slut remove my skirt." Then she turned slightly to her right so that the zipper on the back side of her grey pencil skirt was directly in front of me. I reached up with both hands and slowly pulled down the zipper then lowered the skirt to the floor. Once on the floor Rhonda stepped out of it. Standing in front of me in her high heels, and thigh high stockings held up by a garter belt she reached down and lifted up my chin to look me in the eyes.

"Slut I have been looking forward to having you serve me again for a very long time."

Then I heard Master say, "Slut you are to obey Mistress Rhonda as if it what she says came directly from me. Do you understand?"

"Yes Master, I will obey Mistress Rhonda's every command without question or hesitation."

"Slut pull my panties down and put that talented tongue of yours to work pleasing my pussy."

Reaching up once again I slowly lowered Mistress Rhonda's black thong panties over her garters to the floor so that she could step out of them. I then crawled forward so that my mouth was between her spread legs and I began to lick and kiss the sex of my Mistress. Her musky scent filled my nostrils as my tongue gently glided up and down her slit. I kept my arms at my side using only my mouth, lips and tongue to please her. As she began to get wetter and wetter from the attention of my tongue on the lips of her pussy I moved my tongue higher in search of her clitoris. Finding that special button I focused my attention there for several licks of my tongue before returning to lick from the bottom of her opening all the way to the top. Once there I again focused on her clit, flicking it softly with my tongue. Soon I sensed Rhonda was approaching orgasm as she pressed her sex harder against my mouth and her breathing got deeper. Then her whole body quaked in orgasm as her release flowed through her. I kept licking up the juices pouring from her sex until I heard, "Slut that was even better than I remember. We're going to have such a really good time tonight."

"Thank you Mistress Rhonda. I am glad you found my efforts to your liking."

"Now Slut where do you keep that whip I gave you?"

"The whip is in my room, Mistress Rhonda."

Before I could say anything else Master spoke, "Slut why don't you show Mistress Rhonda the way to your room."

Standing but before I could take even one step Master said, "Crawl."

Returning to my hands and knees I made my way to the basement door under the stairs then descended the steps down into the finished basement. The bottom of the stairs opened into a home theatre full of comfortable chairs, a large plushy couch, and a complete mini bar and refrigerator. On the walls several family photographs hang. Crawling to one photo in particular I lift it from the wall to expose a hidden touch key panel. Entering a password known only to Master and myself releases a lock which reveals a secret panel in the wall hiding a concealed room. Pushing open the door I crawl in to my room. Mistress Rhonda carrying her large black purse and my Master follow me in. Reaching the center of the room I kneel and wait. 

I watch as Mistress Rhonda looked around my room. Unlike the similar room Mistress Rhonda has at her house the walls in my room are painted white very different from the dark wood and mirrors that cover the walls in hers, but both contain several familiar pieces of furniture. All of which are designed to secure an individual in the most vulnerable of positions. 

After looking over the room Rhonda asked, "This is a very nice room you have here."

"Thank you Mistress Rhonda, Master built it especially for me."

"Now if you would get the whip I gave you." 

Crawling over to the cabinets along one of the walls I retrieved the long single tail whip that Mistress Rhonda last used on me several months ago. Placing the coiled whip into my mouth I crawl back to Mistress Rhonda. Upon reaching her I kneel so that she can remove the whip from my mouth. 

"Slut do you remember the last time I used this whip on you."

"Yes Mistress Rhonda, I remember it very well."

"How many lashes did I give you?"

"Twenty," I answered.

"Tonight Slut we are going to see if we can top that. But first your Master and I have some other plans for you. Now start by removing the rest of my clothing."

Standing I began unbuttoning Rhonda's blouse than remove it from her shoulders. She turned her back to me after I had undone the last button so that I could finish pulling it down on off her arms. Next I un-hooking her bra to release her large full breasts, then knelt to begin rolling down her stockings.

"We can leave these on for now," she said stopping me by placing her hands on mine. "Place my clothes on the counter over there folded neatly so they are out of the way.

She turned to face me and took a few steps back placing her hands on her hips the right one still holding the coiled whip. 

"Slut we have been having so much fun getting reacquainted we have totally been neglecting your Master. Crawl over to him and say you are sorry."

Crawling to Master I stopped and knelt a few feet away, "Sorry Master for neglecting you. What would you like for your Slut to do to forgive her?"

"Take out your Master's cock and please it with your mouth."

Moving forward I un-zipped Masters pants reaching inside to bring his cock into view. Opening my mouth the shaft slid easily between my lips. Using only my tongue and lips my mouth begins caressing the most important cock in the world to me. My arms remained at my side until I felt Rhonda pull them behind my back and fasten them together by the small clips on the wrist cuffs. Back and forth my head moved up and down the length of my Master's cock. Each time taking a little bit more of it deeper into my throat. Soon my nose pressed into his pubic hair as the entire length was down my throat. 

"That will do for now Slut. We still have other plans for you. Stand," Master orders.

Slowly I withdrew my Master's shaft from my mouth not yet wanting to let it go then moved back. It took more effort to stand with my wrists secured but this was something I had practiced many times before and I made it to my feet with ease.

"Follow me," Master commanded.

I followed him to the large wooden padded table at the other end of the room. The height of the table was perfectly designed for me to bend over at the waist to rest my chest and head on when turned to the side. My arms were released only to be quickly re-secured to steal rings on either side of the table. My ass was made more exposed as next my ankle cuffs were secured to rings at the base of the table legs spreading my short legs wide. Then I felt the first swat of a riding crop to my butt cheek.

"One, thank you," followed quickly by, "Two, thank you."

Soon 10 well placed swats landed across my ass cheeks. Then I was released and again just as quickly my wrists refastened behind my back. A leash was attached to my collar by Rhonda. Pulling on the leash I followed. One exception to the rules, I am not required to crawl when on a leash and my arms are also secured. Rhonda held one of my Master's favorite leather floggers in her hand. The brown leather one with a dark walnut handle and 15 wide leather straps each about twenty inches long. It packs quite the sting.

Heading for the back of the room Mistress Rhonda leads me to the St. Andrews X-Cross positioned in the corner. Turning me so my back was to the device Master quickly secures my ankles into place as Rhonda released and again secured my wrists such that I am now attached spread eagle to the device then un-clips the leash. I am now fully exposed to whatever Mistress Rhonda has in store for me.

Mistress teases me by twirling the flogger and swooshing it through the air near my body, but never actually letting the straps make contact to my exposed skin. Soon I realize why Rhonda has been taking her time. Master approaches me with a long thin vibrator that he quickly inserted into my cunt hole turning it on to a dull low setting. Just enough to make my insides tingle but not bring me to orgasm.

"Slut if that vibrator slips out I am going to double the number of lashes," Mistress Rhonda warns me then gives each of my nipples a firm pinch and a slight tug.

Then without any warning the flogger strikes the outside my right tit. "One, thank you," Quickly another strike is given my left tit, "Two, thank you." Four more blows are delivered to each of my tits with only a brief pause between each pair. I count each one while still concentrating on holding my cunt muscles tight clinching the vibrator stuffed inside. Its dull humming and the whipping have gotten my cunt juices flowing and I can feel it beginning to slip. Instinctively I clinch even tighter trying to hold it in place. My concentration falters and I forget to count the next strike of the flogger. Then another one strikes "Seven, thank you."

"You missed one Slut, Now we start over and you just earned another four more," Mistress Rhonda shouts at me. "Now start over."

"One, thank you, Mistress Rhonda," followed by thirteen more alternating now between my very sore tits. Thankfully the vibrator was still lodged firmly in place. I don't think I could have managed many more. When Rhonda pulled it from between my legs my cunt muscles had locked onto it so tightly I didn't think they would ever let it go. 

"Do you think she is ready to fuck yet, or do you want to whip her some more?" this came from my Master. 

"I don't care if she is ready to fuck yet are not, but I am. Go bended her over that padded horse while I get ready."

Master once again attaches my leash then releases my wrist and ankles. Since he does not secure my arms I drop to the floor and begin my crawl across the room. Reaching the padded horse I climb up on to the device bending over the cross brace and placing my four limbs along the legs of the saw horse to be once again secured. My ass is high and exposed with my legs pulled wide apart.

Soon after I am secured down, Mistress Rhonda asks, "Slut, are you ready to get fucked?"

"Yes, Mistress Rhonda, please use my cunt for your pleasure."

Then without any warning or preparation something hard began pressing at my cunt hole. Thankfully the prior whippings and the vibrator had done there trick and my tight canal was now well lubricated. Two or three inches of the thick fake cock forcibly pressed into my hole then were withdrawn. Then quickly re-inserted even further, I felt my cunt loosen and expand to accommodate the size and girth of Rhonda's phallus. Each thrust harder and deeper than the one before. It was not long until I felt her hips hitting the cheeks of my ass. 

"Slut tell me what I am doing to you," Mistress Rhonda commands.

"Mistress Rhonda you are fucking me."

"How does my cock feel inside of you?"

"Your cock feels wonderful inside of me. Mistress Rhonda please keep fucking me." The pleasures from her cock beginning to make the soreness in my breasts fade away. 

For a woman Rhonda sure knew how to fuck. Her fake cock was doing wonders inside my cunt and definitely reaching all the right spots. Her pace increased continuing to pound my cunt from behind. 

Soon those familiar feelings begin to radiate from my loins announcing it is time once again for me to seek permission. "Master, Please your slave Slut asks permission to come."

Before Master even had a chance to reply Mistress Rhonda withdrew her cock from my hole instantly making me feel empty in side.

"Mistress Rhonda please kept fucking me with your cock. Please Mistress Rhonda allow me to come."

"What will you give me for the privilege of my cock?"

"Anything you want Mistress. Anything" 

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, Mistress, anything," I replied.

"Whip your cunt?"

"Yes Mistress, you can whip my cunt. Whip my cunt as hard as you like. Just please just let me have your cock."

"Tell me again Slut what it is I can do for allowing you to come," Rhonda said leaning over and whispering in my ear.

"Mistress Rhonda can whip my cunt as hard as she wants if she allows me to come," I screamed caring only that I would permitted to come and not the pain I was agreeing to subject myself to.

Soon Rhonda's cock began working its way back into my cunt hole. Very soon I was once again getting close. Rhonda must have sensed this because before I could even ask, "Slut you are free to come when ready."

Hearing this, the orgasm that had been building and I had been holding inside of me burst out. Every nerve in my body fired off at once pulling me against my restraints. Waves of pleasure surged through my body emanating from my clitoris and reaching all the way to my fingertips. If I was not already held down I know for sure I would have collapsed. 

Given only a few minutes to regain my senses my limbs are released from the legs of the horse. Trying to stand on my still wobbly legs took some time. Eventually I stood to face my Mistress. 

"Slut walk back to the table and lie down legs spread wide and knees into your chest," Rhonda ordered.

Hearing her command I begin the walk across the room. I am not being lead on a leash but willingly making the journey on my own. With each step the fear of the pain about to be inflicted to the most sensitive spot on my body increases. 

When I am in position on the table, Master secures my left ankle cuff to my left wrist as Rhonda repeats the process on my right. Master further secures me with a strap around my waist holding me to the table. I am now helpless to prevent Rhonda from taking her tribute for allowing me to come. 




My Name is Slut Ch. 02



It has been many months since my last cunt whipping. Rhonda smiles down at me. The desperation she sees in my eyes is knowing that I do not want to fail my Mistress.

Rhonda walks casually to the end of the table, taking up her position between my legs. She slaps the crop gently against the flat of her left hand a few times as if planning out her attack, then taking a step back looking me directly in the eyes. I look away, turning my head to the right and closing my eyes. It is best not to see the first one coming.

There was a long silence, followed by the sound of rushing air. My entire cunt exploded in pain. She struck me full force, a direct hit across the middle of my slit with the thick leather end of the crop.

My eyes popped open and I craned my neck against the table as I screamed into the air, "One,' the sound echoing off of the walls of the room. The next stroke came without warning and landed directly on my clit. This time, my scream was louder, longer, deeper, "Two," and even more guttural. It seemed to last forever. Again, the crop fell. This time on my taint, that spot just between the bottom of my cunt and my ass, "Three." Then back to the clit. I could no longer scream just sob as the strokes continued to fall. My entire pelvis was on fire. Somewhere in the depths of my pain I stopped counting. I was experiencing whole new dimensions of pain as I writhed in agony strapped to the table. But then, inevitably, I began to feel something else as well. The crop continued to fall, but I gradually stopped screaming and began moaning instead. My clit started to tingle. Then I felt a warm wave rising slowly, but steadily from the center of my sex. There was no going back now. I shuddered inwardly at what was coming. Rhonda began to strike me repeatedly on my engorged clit. Strike after strike landed with perfect precision. After a few more strokes, the warring sensations of agony and ecstasy assaulting my clit fused in to one searing, throbbing current of electricity that thrummed outward from my aching loins up in to the center of my very being. My entire body began to vibrate. I was lost now. I began to thrust out my pelvis to meet each new strike, lifting my ass off the bed as high as I could to maximize the force of the impact. Rhonda noticed the transformation taking place in me. She changed to a steady rhythm now, keeping every stroke trained deliberately on my clit. Again and again, the leather tip of her crop kissed my most sensitive flesh. I had lost count of how many times the crop had landed on my flesh. I no longer cared. I was calling the crop to my cunt now, trying to draw it into me, making it hurt me more. I needed more pain. I was almost there.

"Harder!" I screamed, "Whip my cunt harder! Harder!" I screamed again with even more urgency.

I was panting like an animal. Getting Closer

More strikes fell that felt like twenty maybe more maybe less. I was on the verge of coming. I needed one more perfect stroke.

Rhonda did not disappoint me. She pulled her arm back as far as she could and swung the crop in a perfect arc. It actually whistled as it fell and found its mark.

The sound of the impact was drowned out by the cacophony of my screams as my orgasm overtook me and I exploded in to a thousand shards of bright white ecstasy. All consciousness of my surroundings was lost as my climax over took me. 

I was crying softly when I became aware of my surrounding once again. Master was cradling my head in his arms and gently stroking my hair. I was no longer in my room but lying on the large sofa in the home theater next door. 

Rhonda now completely naked appeared with a glass of ice water and handed it to me. I gratefully accept. My mouth parched from my ordeal.

When I had finish drinking my water Rhonda spoke, "Slut did you come without permission?"

"Yes, Mistress," I said, "Will you please forgive me?"

"Coming without permission is a serious offense. Plus you stopped counting. I could forgive one, but not both. You will need to be punished."

"I understand Mistress," accepting my fate, "I will submit to whatever punishment you see is fit." 

"I know that you will, but first let's have some more fun before we deal with this matter. Is that talented tongue of yours ready to be put to work giving my pussy some more pleasure?"

"Yes Mistress." I replied.

Instead of returning to my room Rhonda took a seat on of the large recliners in the room then spread her legs wide exposing the dark curly hair of her neatly trimmed pussy. Even from across the room I could easily see the moisture forming on her protruding pussy lips. My own mouth, lips, and tongue began anticipating once again the taste of Mistress's sex. I was starting to enjoy pleasing her pussy almost as much as the cock of my Master.

As I stood to walk towards my Mistress Rhonda ordered, "Crawl to me."

Lowering myself to the floor I made my way between the spread legs of my Mistress preparing to worship her with my tongue. My mouth began to salivate with the anticipation of the taste of my Mistress's sex. The dark hairs between her legs formed a neatly trimmed triangle extended from either side of her full outer lips to a few inches above her clitoris. A glimmer of moisture forming could be seen. I moved my tongue closer to begin pleasing my Mistress. 

"Start with my toes and work your way up," Mistress Rhonda commanded.

Moving my head down Mistress crossed her right leg over her left extending her right foot to me. 

Diligently with my arms held behind my back I took Mistress's large toe on her right foot into my mouth and began sucking on it like it was a small cock. My tongue then moved to the ball of her foot working its way down to the heel. Reaching the heel I moved back up the arch until returning to the toes and taking each one in turn into my mouth.

Finishing with the right foot I made my way up her calf until reaching her bent knee. My tongue lingered there for several moments making tiny circle around the knee cap with the tip of my tongue. I focused on my efforts not daring to make eye contact with Mistress.

From Rhonda's knee I continued up her thigh and along her abdomen and chest until reaching her right breast. My tongue moved in concentric circles around the mound of flesh. Unlike my tits which are small and pert with tiny dime sized nipples, Rhonda's breasts are full and heavy with large nipples the size of silver dollars which become hard and protruding when aroused.

My tongue circled the nipple several times each time getting closer and closer. Finally reaching the tip my pursed lips gently kissed the tip of the nipple followed gently closing my lips and slightly pulling on it. I repeated this until the right nipple was fully extended and completely aroused. Moving to Mistress's left breast I repeated this procedure until the left nipple stood out a fully as the right. 

From Rhonda's left breast I moved my tongue back down the left side of her chest and across her abdomen. Uncrossing her legs I eased my way back down to between Mistress's legs. With my tongue I made one long lick from the bottom of her opening to the top. As I did this a felt one well lubricated finger make its way into my tight back hole quickly followed by another.

"Your Master is going to fuck your ass while you lick my pussy," said Rhonda. "Would you like that?"

Briefly lifting my head to speak, "Yes Master, please fuck my ass while I lick Mistress Rhonda's pussy."

Returning my head to between Rhonda's legs I put my steaming hot tongue back to work. For several minutes I simply flicked my tongue back and forth across Rhonda's clit. It wasn't long before Rhonda's whole body was once again held snuggly in the warm embrace of sexual pleasure. Rhonda squirmed about erotically as my talented tongue kissed its way down one throbbing pussy lip and up the other. 

All the while Master worked two of his fingers into and out of my ass stretching my tightest opening. Soon his two fingers moved easily in and out then I felt them withdraw completely. Next the head of his cock pressed against my loosened rosebud. With one strong hard push all of his cock imbedded itself deep between my ass cheeks.

With my eyes still focused between Rhonda's thighs I dragged my tongue straight up the middle of her feminine folds then reversed and continued down to the bottom. Not able to stop I continued bringing my tongue further down allowing it to drift even a bit lower until it reached Rhonda's tightest hole. As I approached with my tongue Rhonda leaned further back into her chair raising her legs exposing even more of her back hole giving my tongue even easier access. Pressing my mouth in as far as it would go permitting my tongue to probe deeper into her back canal.

I continued licking Rhonda's ass as my Master continued his thrusts into and out of mine.

Rhonda once again shifts her position lowering her legs forcing my tongue to move back up towards her pussy. I make my way all the way back to the top to begin concentrating on her clit. It is time for me to give my Mistress her orgasm.

I placed a hand on each of her legs then ran my tongue up and down her juicy slit several times, then flicked my tongue across her clit several times more. Rhonda through her head back and began moaning and gasping from the sensations rushing through her body. Again I licked her slit from bottom to top several times before again concentrating on her clit for a few flicks of my tongue. I continued running my tongue from the bottom of her slit to the top and then gave her clit a few more extra flicks of my tongue. Mistress's pussy began clenching and releasing as her body tensed and jerked in orgasm. 

Even before Rhonda began recovering from her orgasm Master began pounding my ass harder with his cock. Slowly Master's cock in my ass kept working deeper and deeper. Soon it was completely in my ass. He then began to fuck my ass faster and harder. "Yes, Master, fuck me in the ass." I cried out. "You are going to make me cum. Please Master do I have permission to cum?" I asked. Master began fucking me with even more forceful thrusts. I knew I was getting closer. "Master Jeffery, this slave really needs to cum," I asked again. 

Instead of giving me permission to come Master began withdrawing his cock from my ass. "Not yet my slave, Mistress Rhonda and I still have other plans for you."

Master then lay down on his back with his hard cock standing straight in the air. "Straddle my cock Slut." 

I began lowering my trimmed cunt onto my Master's cock. Deeper and deeper I slid his cock into my steaming hot and wet cunt. Behind me Rhonda moved in and squirted an ample amount of lube directly into my still gaping asshole. Then Rhonda pushed in deep with her finger and massaged my asshole. I crooned as the lube entered my rectum and I welcomed Rhonda's finger in my ass. Rhonda then put and ample amount of lube on the fake cock she now wore and eased it into my ass. I love to be double penetrated more than anything else and still fondly remembered the first time Master inserted his cock into my ass as another man I had just met was between my legs riding his cock. Ever since then I have loved to have both holes plugged.

Rhonda fucked my ass with her fake cock as I rode the cock in my cunt. Soon I was out of control and bucking frantically with the intensity of their movements into and out of my two holes. Master reached up and pinched my firm tits and hard nipples. Master and Mistress Rhonda very quickly got into a very good rhythm going as one would push in the other would withdraw sandwiching me between their two cocks. Then both would slam back into me at the same time. Soon I could not take it any longer and once again I found myself asking for what I desperately needed. "Master, your slave Slut requests for permission to come." 

Just as I finish asking permission to come I feel Master's cock spasm inside of my cunt and drench my inner cunt walls with his hot seed. "Cum now Slut, Come for your Master and Mistress."

"That's it my dear cum for us, cum for both of us," Rhonda urged as I surged out of control on top of my Master and then and collapsed on top of him. 

When I regained my senses Master had rolled me off of the top of him and I was lying on my back. Rhonda was standing naked over me straddling my chest. I was staring directly up at her swollen pussy lips and her large breasts above me. Her hands are on her hips with the right on holding her coiled whip.

"Slut it is time for that punishment I promised you." 

The End, Chapter 2

Chapter 3: Slut is punished and then given to Mistress Rhonda for the rest of the weekend.