2 comments/ 12754 views/ 3 favorites Wearhouse Whore! By: kimuk Kim followed the voice of the Sat Nav. It took her onto an industrial estate. It was raining hard, obscuring her view. Kim was puzzled. Their previous meetings had been in hotel rooms, where they had explored their own personal style of BDSM together in privacy. She had expected this night to be the same. Her husband was working away and his wife was taking the grandchildren to visit relatives. It was the first time they were going to be able to spend the whole night together. Kim had expected a cosy hotel room and a bit of bedroom bondage. Another chance to delve deeper into their mutual desires. Why the hell was she here in a deserted industrial estate on this dark wet winter's night? Because of what he had instructed her to wear the heater was turned up full blast. But still she shivered as she approached. "You have reached you destination." The automated voice told her. She pulled into the car park in front of a large warehouse. Kim laughed out loud. The sod she thought! Talk about living out your fantasies! Time and time again the topic of extreme bondage and BDSM in a warehouse setting had come up and been discussed between them. She shuddered when the things that they had talked about in this setting came into her mind. Fucking Hell! She thought. This was certainly going to be a night to remember! She parked her car next to the only other one there. His. But Bill wasn't inside it. She switched off the engine. Turned on the inside light and checked her makeup. She wore super slutty eye makeup and blood red glossy lips. She adjusted her tits in the tight confines of the PVC outfit she whore. Straightened her fishnet stockings and changed her shoes from the comfy flats she wore to drive to the black heels. Her phone rang. "Hello my sexy little slut, ready for our night together?" "Bill I thought I was in the wrong place. But I get it now." She giggled "you never cease to amaze me!" "So are you going to sit out there all night? Cold feet? Or are you going to come inside and join me? You know the rules Kim you can opt out any time." "Bill I wouldn't miss this for the world. I'm coming." "Not yet my darling. "Bill laughed "And certainly not until I've given my permission." "Yes Sir." She said. Her phone went silent and Kim opened the car door and stepped into the wet night, thankful for the raincoat which offered some protection to the elements. She walked towards the door and pushed it open. The huge space was dimly lit except for the far corner which had a strange flickering light. Candles? "Bill." She called. Nothing. Silence. She took a couple of nervous steps inside and jumped violently when she was grabbed from behind. He pulled her body against him. "Good to see you my darling. I promise you a night you will never forget." He kissed the side of her neck and she shivered. His hands worked the belt open and he slid the raincoat off her shoulders. He threw it onto the nearby chair. His hands ran possessively over her body. He squeezed her tits though the PVC of her play suit; he ran his hands over the stockings, feeling the contrast of the roughness of the fishnets and the softness of her thighs. He fingered the zips, closed at present but which could be opened to reveal any part of her body her wanted access to. "What are you Kim?" Bill whispered in her ear. "Yours Bill, your sub, your slut, your whore, all yours for you use." "Mmmmmm." He breathed in her ear. "And used my darling subby lover is exactly what you are going to be." He moved round to stand in front of her and kissed her mouth, his tongue ravaged hers; she could feel his lust, his want and his need in that kiss. She knew she would give herself to the pleasure he was going to share with her. "Come on." He said taking her hand. "Let me show you our new toys." Kim followed Bill as he walked toward the very corner of the warehouse. On the walls, lit only by the dappled light of the guttering candles, Kim saw something that she didn't recognise. "What's that?" Kim enquired, pointing to a metal object. "You'll find out soon enough." Was all his reply. Then Kim looked up and saw what she instantly recognised as an electric hoist. One of her husband's friends had one in his garage and used it for lifting engines out of cars. She realised instantly why it was there. "Sir?" "Yes." "Is that what I think it is?" Kim said, lifting her arm and pointing at the hoist. "What do you think it is?" He said, smiling. "I think it's some sort of winch." "Completely correct. It's an electric one." "It looks quite strong." "It is, very." "More than capable of hoisting me off the ground then?' "You and half a dozen others." Kim saw instantly where this was going. "And that thing there." She said, pointing back toward the metal thing hanging on the wall. "That looks like something you've made. Has that got anything to do with what's going to happen to me?" "You're very good, aren't you?" Bill said, lifting the thing down from the wall. "It's a spreader, but not an ordinary one."Kim studied the object as Bill held it in front of her. It was a metal bar, perhaps three feet long, with a ring welded on at each end. There was a third ring welled to the middle of the bar and as she studied it, it's use became apparent to her. "We've talked enough, my gorgeous little whore, time for some action."' He said, briskly. Taking some leather straps from a bag he handed them to her. "Fasten these around your ankles." He said, handing them to her. Kim took the straps from him and noticed her hands were shaking. The full realisation of what was about to happen to her was beginning to dawn and she was nothing short of frightened. She walked over to the only place she could see to sit down, an old packing case, and began to fix the straps to her ankles. She buckled the first to her right leg and then looked up as she heard the winch whirr. Bill was lowering it and she stared intently as the hook attached to the stout chain began to descend. "You got those things on yet?"Bill enquired, looking toward her. "No Sir." Kim replied, nervously picking up the second strap and hurrying to attach it to her ankle. She buckled the second strap to herself and then stood up just as the winch stopped. "Over here, quickly." He ordered. Kim walked quickly across and stood beside him. "Lay down on the floor slut." "Yes Sir." She said as she got down on her knees on the rough concrete floor. "Face down or up Sir?' "On you back."Kim lay on the floor on her back and watched as Bill picked up the spreader bar he had just shown her. He attached the strap around her ankle to one end of the bar then pulled her legs wide apart. Taking hold of her left leg he attached the strap on that ankle to the spreader bar too. Kim lay on the ground, her legs held apart by the metal bar and Bill lowered the hook of the winch right down to the ground. He slipped the hook through the ring in the centre of the bar and then started to power the winch upward. Kim stared intently as the slack chain moved upward and then felt the tug as the hook began to pull the bar, and with it her legs, off the floor. The winch continued to move slowly up and soon her feet were at the height of Bills waist. He stopped the hoist, walked round and placed his hand under her head and then pressed the up button on the winch control box again. The motor started and Kim felt her bottom begin to lift off the floor. In a few seconds her body was almost vertical and Bill continued to cradle her head. Soon she realised she was no longer in contact with the ground at all and was hanging upside down from the hook. Bill kept his thumb on the up button and Kim rose steadily until her head was level with the tops of Bills legs. He released the button and Kim dangled, her arms hanging inches from the floor. Bill walked over to his bag and Kim studied him from her inverted viewpoint. He pulled a short length of rope from the bag and walked back over to join her. He wrapped the rope around her waist and she could feel him knot it behind her back. Then he grabbed her arms and puller them up to her waist. She could feel the rope being bound around her wrists and the rope being tied. Then Bill stood in front of her. She tried an experimental pull on her bonds and could feel that her arms were restrained tightly. "Well, you helpless little slut, what do you think your Dom is going to do with you now?' Bill said as he walked back toward his bag. "I'm not sure Sir." She said. Excited and worried at the same time about the possibilities. "Oh my darling little whore. The times I've thought about you in this position!" He delved into his Mary Poppins bag again and brought out a short length of chain and laid it down on the packing case. "Although your outfit is charming, you're far too covered up for my liking!" He grinned. Bill began to undo the intricate zips on her PVC ensemble until her tits were exposed and her cunt bare. He ran his finger slowly along her wet cunt. "Nervous or excited. "He asked "Both." Kim replied. Bill picked up the short chain and she realised it had clips attached. He pinched her nipples, rolling then between his fingers, pulling them until they stiffened and ached, Kim moaned. Bill opened the nipple clamp and applied it to her right nipple. She gasped with surprise as it was a much more intense feeling than she was expecting. He put the second clamp in place and pulled lightly. "Oh God!" She gasped. "Well you said you always wanted to try them, so I made my own bespoke version!" He tugged harder and the intense mix of pain and pleasure shot though her "Thank you Sir. "She said. "I love you like this, my slut, so ready, so aroused, not quite knowing what is going to happen next." Bill took 6 cloths pegs from his bag and clipped them onto her cunt lips, she couldn't help wriggling, and responding and it caused her to swing softly in her harness. He took a reel of tape from his bag, pulled he cunt apart, open for him and stuck the tape to her inner thighs rendering her cunt open for his pleasure. "Mmmmmm fuck yes. "He said. "Just how I want you." He explored her with his fingers, probing her wet pussy, touching her clit fleetingly and making her shudder. "Arrrrgh I bet that pussy tastes so good!" "Please Sir." "Please? What does my horny girl want?" "Oh fuck Bill lick me! Please eat my cunt." Bill unzipped his cock, he was hard, and he rubbed it over her lips. "Open. "He said and she immediately did. Bill forced his cock into her mouth and Kim's lips wrapped around it. She sucked his cock into her mouth and the sounds were wet and slurpy. Bill pushed on the chains which suspended her so that her body began to swig backwards and forwards, she was forced to take his cock down her throat by the motion of the suspension. As she sung back and forth his cock fucked her wet willing mouth. Bill altered his position so he could lap her cunt as she sung. He knew she was very near to orgasm. To be continued............... Written in conjunction with Biffothebear Wearhouse Whore! Ch. 02 As Kim gently swung back and forth Bill's cock slid in and out of her mouth and his tongue tickled and licked her engorged clit. Kim got nearer and neared to an orgasm as he worked on her then he gripped hold of her hair and pulled her sharply toward him forcing his erection deep into her mouth and down her throat. She gagged and heaved as his shaft pushed into her and then she felt the familiar jerking as he came. As his tumescent dick twitched she could feel the contents of his balls pumping down her throat. She tried to swallow but found it was impossible. Her eyes were watering profusely and then, as quickly as it began, he pulled his cock out of her mouth. She gasped for air and coughed then to her complete surprise he walked away leaving her right on the brink of her own orgasm. Bill took hold of the winch control and Kim heard the motor begin to whir as she descended toward the floor. Confused as to why he had decided to leave her unsatisfied she remained quiet as he lowered her back onto the ground and silently released her from the spreader. 'You're probably wondering why I didn't make you cum aren't you?' 'Yes Sir, but I wasn't going to ask. I'm yours to do with exactly as you please.' 'Yes you are aren't you my delightful little whore,' Bill said, smiling. 'No need to worry my obedient subby woman, I have no intention of leaving you unsatisfied but I have a treat for you.' 'Oh? Can I ask what Sir?' 'You'll find out soon enough. Now, get on that,' Bill said, pointing toward what looked like a wooden bench close to where he was standing,' But first you can strip off.' 'Yes Sir.' Kim replied standing up and beginning to strip her outfit off. It took very little time for her to strip and then she walked across to the bench. She studied it for a moment. It had a raised part and two lower parts that were obviously where her legs were meant to go. Kim climbed on, resting her stomach on the upper part and settling her legs on the lower parts. Bill walked across and then clipped her wrist and ankle restraints to metal loops sticking out of the legs of the bench. Then he fastened a thick leather strap around her waist and tightened the buckle tightly. Kim tried a tentative tug at her restraints and realised it was impossible for her to move nothing other than her head. 'Feel good slut?' Bill enquires. 'Yes Sir, completely constrained.' 'Good position to get fucked in don't you think? Completely constrained and totally vulnerable.' 'Yes Sir,' Kim replied, excited at the thought of Bill pushing his cock into her wet cunt. 'So, you want to be fucked then do you, have cock in your juicy cunt. Have your pussy filled with spunk?' 'Please Sir, yes.' 'Well, your wish shall be granted Tinkerbell.' 'Thank you Sir.' 'It will be my pleasure my dear. Or rather your pleasure to be fucked and mine to watch you.' 'Watch me?' Kim replied, unable to conceal the alarm she felt. 'What the fuck do you mean, fucking watch me?' 'Well, I thought you might like to be given a really good seeing to.' 'Jeeeez Bill, I want you to fuck me!' 'All in good time. Kim, what have you just done?' 'Been hung upside down by my ankles with my hands tied behind my back and sucked your cock. No, actually I was sucking your cock when you shoved it down my throat and shot your load. You do know I couldn't breathe don't you?' 'Any part of that you'd rather not have happened?' 'You know well there isn't any part of that I'd say no to you evil man!' Kim said, unable to repress a smile. 'Well, you know from past experience that once you've sucked me dry there's no way I can cum again quickly.' 'No, I know that.' 'So, I've organised a little get together. Fulfilling one of your fantasies.' 'Eh?' 'You sent me a video. A little slut in a cinema being used by lots of guys.' 'Bill, that was fantasy. Please don't tell me you're going to get guys to wank on me?' 'No, you're going to get fucked.' 'What!' 'How long since you had an orgasm when you've been fucked?' 'I have no idea but please no!' 'No what?' 'Oh Sir please no, not what I'm thinking.' 'What are you thinking my obedient sub?' 'Oh God, you're going to order me, aren't you?' 'If I have to but I rather think it won't be necessary.' Bill turned away, took his mobile from his pocket and pressed a few buttons. He spoke softly into the phone. So quietly that Kim couldn't make anything of the conversation, then he put the phone back in his pocket and spoke to Kim. 'They'll be here in five minutes,' was all he said as he walked away and sat on a large packing case. "Bill, I'm scared" Kim said. "What did I promise you at the start Kim? Didn't I say I would never hurt you and never put you in danger? You're safe." "Yes Sir." Bill walked over to her, stroked her back and then retrieved a blindfold from the small table nearby. Bill covered her eyes. She heard him move away from her and the entrance open. Footsteps, she had no idea how many feet made the clatter over the warehouse floor. Hushed voices. Bill had invited these men from a dogging site. He had placed an ad and was very specific about the rules. He had a slut who he wanted to watch being fucked. They were not allowed to talk to her, not allowed to touch her. He was the one who was in charge. There were 4 men but Bill didn't want Kim to know that. She didn't know if she was going to be fucked by 1 other man or 10. He wanted her on edge, but more than anything he wanted them both to enjoy the experience. They ranged in age. One older than him, two in their mid forties, one in his late 20's. He had had so many replies but picked these men because they were local, seemed sane and because of what was in their trousers. Bill had a quick, quiet word with them, confirming the instructions and then nodded. They began to undress. Bill walked to the head of the table and caressed Kim's cheek. "This is my little fuck slut and her cunt is for your pleasure, so enjoy her." He bent down and whispered in her ear "And you to my lover." Bill nodded to the oldest man, his cock smaller than Bill's, already made hard by the erotic sight of a naked women tied up, helpless and available to fuck. He stood between her open thighs. He rubbed his cock along her wet slit. Kim moaned. She was so excited, so appalled she was so turned by this, but she wanted it. She felt the pressure as he pushed his cock against her and it slip inside. It was short, but fat. It didn't fill her but teased her. She lay impassively as her began to move. He seemed to poke his cock rapidly in and out of her. She was conscious of the other men moving a certain sound. Oh my god she thought they were wanking as they watched. He man grunted, he was coming. As he withdrew she felt the tell tale sign, the slippy ooze of his cum dripping out of her. The second man immediately took his place. A stocky 40 year old, with a circumcised cock, the same size as Bill. He entered her quickly, fucking his cock into her sloppy cunt hard. He took it slowly but every thrust was so powerful it pushed her up the table. She felt a hand on her tit seeking her nipple pinching her. Kim moaned she knew Bills touch. "Does my slut want a cock in her mouth?" He asked. "Yes Sir." Kim moaned "Yours please." Bill unzipped and pushed his erection into her mouth. As the man fucked her harshly she sucked hungrily on Bills cock. He noticed how she had tilted her pelvis; his horny bitch was trying to rub her clit on the table as she was being fucked! Bill smiled the second man came with much heavy breathing. He grabbed her hips as he forced himself deep into her as his cock spewed. The third man took his place. Kim felt like she was lying in a pool of cum. The man held the cheeks of her ass and pulled them apart. His cock was how Kim had described her husband's. "Fuck that arsehole looks inviting. " The man said. "Out of bounds mate, no one fucks that except me". He poked and prodded her wet slit, the head of his cock ran over the ass, down her sloppy slit, bumped her clit. She moaned. The fire in her cunt was still burning. She stood on tiptoe inviting him in, she needed to be fucked. He slid inside. As he entered her she omitted an animal like groan. Her lips wrapped around Bills cock, working it as she was fucked. She felt like a cheap whore. Bill took the gold bullet vibrator from his pocket and lodged between the table and her clit, he set is on maximum. Every forwards fuck made her grind against it. Kim became more vocal now. She met the man's thrusts as best she could in her position; she rocked her hips to make contact with her buzzing friend. She wanted to cum. Bill removed his cock and whispered in her ear. "Don't you dare, not until I tell you to. " This made things so much harder. Now she tried to avoid the buzzing toy between her legs and in doing so it made her buck against the man's cock. She thought he was never going to cum. He hammered her cunt relentless; she felt sore, gaping open, bruised. She tightened her cunt muscles to see if she could get him off. He came with a loud roar, collapsing over her as he did "She's a good fuck. " He laughed. Kim raised her bottom; she had to get some relief from the constant buzz which Bill had positioned so well. The last man stood between her legs. The young one. His cock was big, not just long but fat too, rock hard. "God I need a woman like this." He said. His hands gripped her tits and squeezed hard. She heard Bills voice. "Stick to the rules or you're out!" The man withdrew his hands. "That well fucked hole going to fit on my cock slut?" He said. Bill moved over to her. "Do you want more Kim? To be fucked again?" She was ashamed, but she did, she wanted to be fucked and she wanted to cum. "May I cum bill?" She asked. "No my little slut you may not, if you want the next cock you work for it, time for you to fuck him". She could feel the head of his cock parting her sore pussy lips , she had just enough slack in her restraints to move, she tilted her hips and pushed back , felt him enter her , oh fuck this was a big cock! She rocked, and squirmed she wanted to be impaled by this, she took it inch by inch and Bill watched as it entered her deeper, spread her open luridly, and how keen she was to have it inside her. The man put his weight behind it and forced himself inside, he fucked her deeply, slowly, when he withdrew it teased her entrance, when he thrust forwards he banged her cervix. He started off slowly but began to increase the intensity and speed of his thrusts. "Who do you cum for Kim?" Bill asked. "You Sir!" She moaned. "You're not allowed yet". The man fucked her sometimes taking his time sometimes doing it hard and fast. He came deep inside her and she felt every throb. The men dressed and left. There was a sheen of sweat over her back. Her hole gapped and her cunt, ass and thighs were coated in 4 men's cum. Bill turned off the vibrator. The ran his finger over her ass, stood between her legs and rested the head of his cock against her tight puckered ass hole "Now it's time to cum for me Kim." To be continued .......... Written in conjunction with Biffothebear Wearhouse Whore! Ch. 03 Kim could feel Bill's stiff cock pressing against her tight anus; she concentrated on trying to relax the muscles of her sphincter to allow him to penetrate her. The last time he had fucked her anally she had been in bondage just like now but that time he had lubricated her generously and stretched her arse by inserting the big butt plug into her. She remembered the feeling as he pushed the plug hard into her, how painful it had been but she had been determined to endure it to please him. She'd told him that she wanted it in her, to have him insert it, make her have it and only her safe word was going to be the bar. He'd taken her at her word and had forced the huge thing into her arse and then fucked her cunt. She smiled at the memory of it, being double penetrated, the feeling of being completely full. Then he'd pulled the plug out and slipped his cock into her in its place. She recalled the ease with which his erection had gone into her. However, this time there was obviously going to be no pre stretching, no lube, he was going to take her up the arse without employing any of the previous preparation. She set her mind back to making it easier for him to enter her then winced as he forced his cock inside her. It slipped in and soon his balls made contact with the lips of her cunt. 'Thank you Sir,' She said as he began to gently fuck her arse. 'Are you going to cum fuck me till you cum Sir?' 'I'm going to cum and it will be in you but not yet my compliant little whore. I have a few surprises for you first.' 'Surprises?' 'Yes. When I advertised for men to fuck you I didn't only get replies from men.' 'Oh?' 'Seems that the thought of having you in bondage attracted quite a few women too, especially as I'd said that you will do exactly as you're told.' 'I will Sir.' 'Good.' Bill said as he pulled his cock out of her. Kim heard him walk away from her and then heard him return a few minutes later. He wasn't alone as she could hear the distinctive sound of stiletto heels clicking across the floor toward her. She was aware that Bill was standing near to her and then he pulled the blindfold off her. Her eyes took a moment to adjust to the light and then saw there was a woman, about the same age and build as her, standing naked in front of her. 'Kim, I'd like you to meet Gillian. She replied to my advert and she was very keen to have the opportunity to play with you. I liked what she said she wanted to do to you and I invited her along and agreed to what she proposed. You're going to let her do whatever she wants to you, aren't you?' Kim looked at Gillian's face and she smiled back at her. Kim couldn't help but wonder if the woman had witnessed what had transpired with the four men and indeed if she'd seen Bill fucking her arse. 'Yes Sir.' 'Good. Gillian you may begin.' Gillian walked slowly around Kim and stood behind her then she felt her fingers touch the lips of her cunt. Gillian pushed one finger and then two into her and Kim could feel the oozing spunk and Gillian's fingers worked back and forth in her hole. Slowly she eased a third finger into her and prised them apart, opening up Kim's pussy. After a few moments stretching Kim felt a forth digit enter her before Gillian continued to work her fingers in and out of Kim's dripping orifice. The warm spunk trickled down her thighs and she could feel herself getting wetter and wetter as the woman fingered her already sopping cunt. Gillian withdrew her fingers and then felt the whole of the woman's hand begin to enter her. She twisted and thrust her hand and slowly, fractions of an inch at her time worked her hand into Kim's cunt. Kim felt the knuckles go in and then gasped as Gillian's fist entered her vagina. She could feel the walls stretching to accommodate it and although her hand was smaller than Bill's it still felt like it was filling her cunt. She though back to when Bill had fisted her, the thrill she felt when his hand finally went into her cunt and how it stretched her. Even the biggest courgette she had taken felt tiny compared to his fist. Gillian began to increase the speed of her movements and Kim could feel the beginnings of an orgasm welling up. As Gillian thrust her hand into her more and more rapidly Kim got closer and closer to cuming. 'Please Sir, may I cum?' Kim said between gasps as she fought to stave off the inevitable orgasm. 'Yes, my gorgeous little slut, you may come for me.' Kim pushed all thoughts from her mind and concentrated on the pleasure that Gillian's frantic movements were inducing and then she felt the flood gates open as wave after wave of the most intense orgasm coursed through her body. She bucked and trembled as she came straining against her bonds and moaning loudly. As the intensity of the orgasm subsided Kim tried to catch her breath, she could feel the hand inside her stretching the walls of her vagina even more tightly and realised that Gillian was slowly clenching her fist. Kim looked at Bill. 'She's making a fist!' She said, more loudly than she'd intended. 'Shall I tell her to pull her hand out of your cunt?' 'Yes please Sir.' 'Gillian, pull your hand out of my sub's cunt right now,' Bill commanded. As the woman began to withdraw her hand Kim realised the mistake she'd made. As she tried to gather her thoughts and beg Bill to get her to unclench her fist first she felt the full force as Gillian yanked her hand out of her. Kim let out a scream as Gillian's hand was dragged out of her. Kim yelled. Gillian remained silent and stared at Kim then turned and spoke to Bill. 'I've done what you wanted me to do, is it my turn now?' 'Yes, she's yours so have fun with.'Gillian turned and walked toward the corner of the room where there was a chair. As she walked away Kim looked at Bill. 'You told her to do that?' 'Fist you yes, drag her clenched fist out of your cunt no. Do you want me to dismiss her?' 'What's she going to do to me now?' 'Something I think you'll enjoy.'Kim's curiosity was aroused. Part of her wanted Bill to tell Gillian to leave but an even bigger part of her wanted to know what she was going to do next. 'No, it was a shock, it didn't hurt that much. What's she going to do to me Sir?' 'I can dismiss her and you'll never know or let her carry on, your choice.' 'Let her carry on please,' Kim said, quietly. 'I'm going to enjoy this too,' Bill said smiling and stepped back a little way. Gillian returned dragging the chair across the floor. She positioned it in front of Kim and sat down. Then she lifted her legs and placed a foot on each of Kim's shoulders. Kim found herself staring straight between Gillian's legs. Gillian reached down and placed her fingers against her pussy lips pushed them into her crack and then pulled her labia apart to reveal the soft, wet pinkness of her vulva. As Kim stared at the woman's cunt Gillian let go with a stream of hot pee and aimed it straight at Kim's mouth. Kim felt the hot fluid hit her face, it dripped off her chin, it dribbled into her mouth. It tasted hot and salty. Kim spluttered in shock. Appalled that she was aroused but such a perverse act. The woman hitched her chair closer to Kim's face. Kim had an unobscured view of the woman's cunt still dripping with pee. She watched as the woman spread her cunt lips and began to frig her clit. She drew back the hood of her clit, exposing the hardened nub, she slowly teased and tormented it rocking her hips as she did so. Gillian moved, positioning herself so that her cunt was directly in front of Kim's mouth. Kim could smell her. Warm, steamy, wet, succulent pussy inches away from her face. She tentatively poked out her tongue and made contact with Gillian's wet cunt. She licked the length of it. Tasting her sticky syrup and the tang of her piss. Kim became braver. Using her tongue like a tiny cock. She tongue fucked the woman's cunt. Driving it inside her hot wet hole. Kim sucked the woman's dangling fleshy labia, moving her tongue to seek out her clit. When she found what she was looking for she did her best to service the woman, she wanted to milk an orgasm from her. Bill stood behind her and watched. His cock twitched at the sight of his sub eating cunt. Gillian put her hand on the back of Kim's head. Her red talons digging into her scalp. She forced Kim's face into the juicy cunt folds and rocked on her tongue forcing Kim to stimulate her throbbing clit. Kim felt Bills cock pressing against her anus. The head of his cock began to dilate her anus. He slipped inside her ass. Gripping her hips he began to fuck her ass. Every forward fuck ground Kim's face into Gillian's cunt. Kim's face dripped with the woman's juice. Bill increased his speed, he became more firm, he watched her anus stretched around his dick. Being pulled as he withdrew, accepting him fully. Gillian began to grunt and moan, she moved and wriggled her pussy in Kim's face determined to use the sub for her own pleasure, the noises she made were animalistic as she got closer to her goal. As she came she held Kim's face against her cunt and gushed her cum over her face. Bill continued to fuck her, his thrusts deep and hard. Gillian moved, sagged in the chair satisfied. Bill moved and took his cock from Kim's ass. He moved to her mouth. Her makeup smeared over her face from the sticky coating of Gillian's climax. Bill nudged her mouth with his cock. She turned her head. Oh God she knew how and where he was going to cum. She submissively opened her mouth and accepted his dirty cock which had been buried in her ass a few seconds ago. She felt his hand fist her hair holding her still. She was a resceptical for his pleasure. He was fucking her mouth as he had fucked her ass. She retched as he fed his cock deeper in his mouth. Struggling "Kim." That's all he needed to say and she was his again, relaxing her throat to take him as deep as he wanted. Used. His orgasm came in a roar of satisfaction. Complete control. His spunk spewed into her mouth and she swallowed it gratefully. He wiped his cock on her face as he withdrew. Kim collapsed onto the apparatus which supported her. She was still oozing cum from the men who had fucked her. She was dripping with Gillian's piss. Her mouth tasted of her own ass and Bills cum She didn't hear Bill let Gillian out. She didn't hear him go to the sink at the back of the room, fill a bowl with warm soapy water, take the soft wash cloth form his bag. He was by her side now cleaning his well used submissive. Washing away the remnants of the sex she had been subjected to, Bill undid her bounds. He rubbed her chaffed wrists; He wiped the slime off her body. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her over to the mattress on the floor of the warehouse. She fell asleep. Bill moved to the other side of the room. He would give her an hour to sleep. He opened his bag. Took out the flogger, the cane and the belt. He would let her rest and then he would bring her to orgasm the way she enjoyed it the most. On the very edge of pain Kim awoke and saw Bill sitting on a chair by the side of the mattress looking down at her and smiling. 'Ready to carry on now?' 'Yes Sir, ready.' Kim replied, rubbing her eyes and sitting up. 'How long did I sleep'? 'About an hour, must have done something to make you tired.' Bill said, grinning. Kim looked around, the bench that she had been strapped to had gone and in its place was an examination table, the kind used for gynaecological examinations. She stared at it for a moment and then turned to look at Bill. 'Is that for what I think it's for Sir?' 'Correct, my astute little subby woman. However, this time there is going to be something new that I think you'll enjoy.' 'I enjoyed it last time. The effects took a while to wear off though, as you know.' 'Might take a bit longer this time, now get up and get on the table.' 'Yes Sir,' Kim said, standing up. She walked across to the table, lifted her bottom onto the edge and swivelled round. Lying down, she parted her legs, lifted them up into the stirrups and waited for him. Bill walked around to the foot of the table and looked at her exposed cunt. 'The marks have gone,' he said, looking up. 'Took a while Sir, I've been having sex in the dark on my back for quite some time.' 'Oh yes, the strap marks,' 'My own fault. You wanted to stop but I begged you didn't I?' 'Well, I thought your bottom was quite red enough after the spanking I gave you.' 'Mmmmm, yes very,' Kim replied, smiling. 'But I so wanted you to use the new strap on me. Am I very wicked Sir?' 'Completely incorrigible.' Bill turned away and walked over to where his holdall lay on the floor. Kim smiled to herself; she always referred to it as his Mary Poppins bag as she never had any idea what he would produce from it next. As he walked back toward her she could see he was holding a large roll of duct tape. Bill peeled off a piece about one foot in length and strapped her right leg to the stirrup. Then he peeled off a second length and secured her left leg. 'Put your arms down by the legs of the table.' He ordered in his do-as-your-told voice and Kim complied immediately. He peeled off two further lengths of the tape from the roll and secured her arms to the legs of the table. Kim gave an exploratory tug with her right arm and it moved not one iota. 'You're completely secured,' Bill said, noticing the slight movement of her shoulder. Kim said nothing and relaxed back against the soft surface. Bill walked back toward the direction of his holdall, out of Kim's sight now she was strapped down. He returned and Kim strained to see what he was holding. 'Want to see what it is?' 'Yes please Sir.'Bill held up the object in his hand. Kim's eyes widened when she realised what he was holding. 'Is that a real one?' Kim exclaimed. 'A proper antique one?' 'Oh yes, the real thing. I bought it off the Internet. They are very sought after.' 'You're going to use it on me?' Kim enquired an almost imperceptible tremor in her voice. 'Would you rather I didn't? Your choice. Say your word and you know it won't be.' 'I want you to,' she said, staring hard at the length of leather Bill was 'It's going to sting more than the belt.' Kim's mind drifted back to the last afternoon she had spent with her Dom. Lying face up on the hotel bed, her wrists securely tied to her ankles and her whole body held firmly down to the bed by ropes. He had had started by spanking her cunt with his hand, very gently at first then getting progressively harder until the slapping sound was quite audible. Then he had taken the crop and given her six or seven strokes with that. She could remember the sting as it made contact with the soft flesh of her lips. She couldn't see but she knew she was already beginning to redden. Then her eyes had widened when he produced the new strap. She had seen the picture of it he'd sent but it looked much bigger than it looked in the photograph. Fashioned from a heavy leather belt it was perhaps a foot and a half long, the dark leather looped over to form a double strap. She remembered staring at it and swallowing heavily, trying to imagine what it was going to feel like when it struck her cunt. She could remember vividly the excruciating pain she'd felt from the first stroke as Bill had whipped her already swollen pussy. She had panted frantically to cope with the pain and waited for the second blow. When it came it was even more intense than the first and she'd moaned softly. By the third stroke she was thrashing about on the bed, straining against her bonds, the ropes pulling tight against her limbs. The forth was the last she was able to tolerate and she screamed her safe word so loudly she feared that someone outside the room might have heard. Bill had stopped immediately and she lay panting and swathed in sweat. She had known what was coming next and the usual intoxicating mixture of total dread and arousal rose in her. Bill had clamped back her labia, just as they had agreed, and given her another stroke but this time on her exposed clit. She'd been unable to stifle a scream and this time there was no need for her to say anything. Bill had laid down the strap and buried his face in her throbbing cunt. The orgasm she had experienced was as vivid now as if it had happen a few moments before. She looked back at the tawse that Bill was holding. Maybe two feet long and a good quarter of an inch thick, its ancient leather split down two thirds of it's length. 'Ready Sir,' Kim said, smiling. Bill didn't hesitate and brought the tawse down rapidly against her cunt, the sound of the leather hitting her flesh filled the room. Her cry couldn't be suppressed. The next blow shook her body. The sharp sting seemed to reverberate through her. She clenched her fists hard. The next one was unbelievable painful. Her cunt had already started to swell form the whipping, it glowed red. He bought the strap down again and Kim screamed, she fought against her bounds. "Kim." His voice was firm but controlled. "This is what I want. I want you to keep still. I want you to keep quiet and I want you to accept 3 more strokes." There was no reply. "Kim?" Bill questioned. "Yes Sir." Was almost a whisper. The final 3 strokes were rapid all aimed at the same spot. Concentrated pain. She remained still. She bit her lip until it bleed. There was a perceptible shudder with each blow. "Good Girl." Bill said and moved to the head of the table and kissed her. Her felt her cum as his lips touched hers. (written in conjunction with BBW biffothebear)