7 comments/ 103249 views/ 11 favorites S is for Slut, Submission, Semen By: chanstevens Hello reader(s) – I am new to this (as of September 05) but have been encouraged to try my hand at story writing based on the feedback I have received from a number of boyfriends who have been really turned on by my stories of real life sexual adventures. I would appreciate if anyone who reads them would give me feedback to encourage me to continue or perhaps to stop! All the stories I hope to submit (including this one) are based on real situations – read my Bio to learn more about me if you wish. If you want to ask me any questions or even to convince yourself my stories are real, feel free to contact me or ask me any questions. I have decided to list all my stories under the general theme of the A-Z of my Sexual Obsessions because I have so many tales to tell and so many obsessions it seemed the logical way to organise them – I hope you will follow them all over the coming weeks. I love my obsessions, I embrace them, I think about them and masturbate, I work on them to perfect my enjoyment of them and I always indulge myself fully in them. "S" is for Slut, Submission, Shoes and Semen "Ejaculate in my mouth" – actually, I have never said that but it appeared a polite way to begin; I am much more likely to say "Cum in my fucking mouth you dirty bastard!" because when aroused I am a slut and when I am feeling submissive, taking a man's spunk into my mouth always seems to be one of the greatest pleasures I can offer to that man – one man in particular - this is what he tells me anyway. But more of him and how I met him in another story, for now let us cut to the chase…… I am Girlie Girl – submissive slut – I love to be used, I ache to be used, my sexual satisfaction depends on my being able to please my master – Mr Butt – my body cries out for him and for the release that only he can give to me, and I must have his cum, all of it I must drain him dry because that is what he wants – I can sense it and he knows I know. It is Sunday and I log on to my computer to check my emails at precisely 4pm – I know his instructions will be waiting. I am already aroused knowing that I will soon be reading his email telling me exactly what he expects of me on Monday, the following day, when I will drive to meet him and perform for him and serve him. I am already dressed as he has told me previously I must always be dressed to read his instructions – red patent stiletto court shoes with a 6.5" steel heel, these shoes used to kill my feet to walk in but I have been walking in them for 60 minutes a day since he bought them for me and now I look forward to being alone in the house to wear them and be aroused by their smell and their feel and the way the grip my feet and my toes. A 6" long glass butt plug is inserted deep inside my asshole, weeks ago it was hard and sore but now it fits like a glove and adds to my arousal and my frustration as I fantasise about how much thicker and harder his cock would feel inside my ass. And finally, the white cotton panties from Marks and Spencer – crisp and white and clean, brand new out of the packet as all my panties must be; my full lips and long fingernails are bright red – like a tart, a whore, a wanton brazen slut (I am all these things) just the way he lies me to be, and finally my long silky blonde hair is carefully tied up in 'schoolgirl' bunches high at each side of my head and held in place with bright red baubles. That is all. Apart from these things I am naked, my large breasts heavy and swaying before me as I finger the nipples and slap them to punish and pleasure myself at the same time. I am already aroused, my pussy is soaking and the juices are flowing out of me to soil the crisp white panties as I open his email and this is what I read. "Hello Girlie Girl. I hope you are being a good girl? Yes? Mr Butt likes good girls. You will follow my instructions and I will be happy tomorrow when we meet. I assume you are alone – good, while you are reading you may rub your clitoris through the white panties you are wearing – keep playing with yourself and make yourself cum as often as you can. When you have finished reading my email you will go to your bed dressed just as you are and masturbate yourself to sleep as you will have an early start in the morning! I want your panties to be saturated with your pussy juice and the butt plug nice and juicy for me when we meet. You must sleep in the shoes too; I want your feet to swell up and fill them and the heady smell of the leather to fill your nostrils as you fall off to sleep. You will set your alarm for 4.00am and you will put on your flimsy summer dress over what you are wearing. You will not wash any part of you because I want to have you just the way you are. You will get into your car and drive to meet me at our usual place. You should get here about 6.00am and wait in the car park until I come for you. You may masturbate as often as you like but you must not remove any items of clothing or spoil your hair – do you understand? Good. When we meet tomorrow you will not be permitted to utter any sounds unless it is to moan and groan with pleasure as this would please me. I will see you tomorrow. " I am a good girl – always a good girl for Mr Butt so by 6.00am on Monday I am sitting in my car in the hotel car park where we meet. I have been sweating with anticipation, from sleeping and masturbating in the panties and shoes and from masturbating through the panties all the way here in the car. I am so sexually aroused I can hardly bear it – I have so many dirty thoughts in my head –I want to be spanked hard on my ass – I want to be fucked hard up the ass – I want to suck his fat dick and take load after load of his thick semen into my mouth, but I am left waiting and wondering what it will be today. It is June, so the sun is already well up at this time when Mr Butt arrives at 6.15am. He climbs into the passenger seat and motions me to drive, directing me to a car park about 5 minutes away; he says nothing but rests his right hand on my left leg and slides it up to my panties until he feels the soaking wet patch between my legs. He rubs my pussy while I drive then removes his hand to his nostrils and inhales deeply. "Good Girl" he says. I park the car where he directs me in a deserted car park and we get out. He motions for me to walk slowly ahead of him and he raises the hem of my dress and tucks it into the back of my knickers so that my legs and panty covered ass are full exposed to his gaze. I know he likes my legs and ass especially in the 6.5" stilettos. I follow a path through some trees to a long set of steps which I walk up ahead of him, aware of his eyes devouring me and of the hot aching sensations in my pussy and asshole from the buttplug and my heightened arousal and anticipation. After climbing several flights of steps we come to a turning and the path levels off where there is a secluded corner with a wooden bench. He motions for me to stand facing the bench. All is still deserted around us, the sun shining through the trees and illuminating the quiet corner he has chosen. He climbs onto the bench which brings his crotch in line with my face. He removes his t-shirt and undoes his shorts letting them drop to his ankles and, as he has now underwear on, his large fat cock springs to attention before my eyes. I can feel waves of lust coursing through me as I at last get to feast my eyes on this cock even as he starts to grip it with his right hand and slowly wank it in front of me. He speaks, "Take off your dress and stand directly in front of me. Put your left hand inside your panties and masturbate for me and put your left hand under my ball sack and tickle the balls with your fingernails." I do as I am told, slipping out of the dress easily and relishing the slight chill in the air on my nipples which are standing to attention already from arousal. I line myself up facing him with my forehead in line with his cock. Wearing my red high heels and soiled white panties, butt plug still deep inside my ass, I slide three fingers of my left hand under the panty elastic and deep into the warm wet welcoming lips of my pussy where I start to violently fuck myself such is my lust. Will I get to suck this magnificent cock? 7" long but so wide that I cannot get my fingers of one hand round it (even if I was allowed) and my mouth needs to be at a full jaw breaking stretch to fit it in should I be asked. He speaks again "So far, you have pleased me Girlie Girl. I am ready to come for you now. I have not allowed myself to come since we met last week so I intend to fill your mouth with my hot semen. You must catch every drop or you will be punished, catch it on your tongue and let me see that you have it all before I decide what to do with you. Now open your mouth!" While he has been talking I have bent my knees and have been pounding my left hand in and out of my soaking pussy – slapping and squelching noises fill my ears. I tickle his balls frantically but gently with the tips of my nails as I know he likes this and I want his semen so desperately. My head is tilted back and my mouth is wide open to receive everything he wants to give me – my eyes are open and looking straight into his. He is wanking his cock slowly and lazily pulling the skin back and stretching it hard so that the purple knob end quivers about two inches from my outstretched tongue. He leans forward and spits a large gob of saliva into my mouth – I know this is to catch me off guard so I quickly swallow it and savour the taste then turn my mouth back to his cock which he is still holding skin stretched back poised for his ejaculation. Suddenly I cannot stand it any more. I reach my right hand round to his asshole and tickle it and reach the tip of my tongue up to touch the underside of his fat knob end to tickle the most sensitive bit, rubbing my tongue gently back and forward. I know that I have not been asked to do this and will soon be punished, but for now I want the cum so I don't care. With his right hand on his dick, he presses it down onto my tongue and bucks his pelvis so that he achieves a slight fucking motion sliding his cock gently back and forward on the tip of my tongue. I know he is near and I won't have long to wait "Oh fuck! Ohhh Fuuck!" he says as his body begins to violently convulse in orgasm. Time stand still for me – my tongue is right under the end of his fat cock, my eyes are focussed on the bulbous knob end and the slit eye in the centre which will produce the fluids that I crave. "Ohhh Fuuuck!" he says again as at last the thick sticky white fluids appear. Amazingly large thick gobs of hot spunk surge from his dick – wave after wave of them I count , 3,4,5,6,7 I close the back of my throat to catch it all even as I wish I could let the sticky river flow straight down to my tummy – 8,9,10 WOW! Even for Mr Butt this is impressive, my mouth is filling up and I am in danger of losing some out the corner of my lips so I close my mouth a little as his urgency subsides and I form an "O" with my ruby red lips and suck the last thick sticky strand of cum from the end of his cock. I'm sure I've caught it all so I open my mouth wide to let him see all that cum he has produced – I can't resist the temptation to swallow it all down – there's so much I'm sure I will gag; so I gargle the salty semen – it's so thick that bubbles start to form and stick to my lips. "Oh Yes I like that…." he says and he leans forward to drop a large missile of spit from his mouth into mine "….Gargle my cum you fucking dirty slut!" and he spits in my mouth again and again. "Keep doing that, my good little girl!" So I do as he spits more into my mouth so that it starts to over flow. Now he's wanking his still stiff member furiously, at the same time slapping the end of it on my cheeks "Now you can swallow… and make yourself come for me too!" So I gulp down the massive sticky payload and frig my clitty hard – trembling all over and balancing on the high heels and with the butt plug deep inside me, I feel the waves of a massive orgasm engulf me and I succumb to it, shuddering and gasping out loud in ecstasy! Knowing that Mr Butt is a repeat cummer I open my mouth again for him as he pulls his skin right back from his cock and ejaculates again! This time 1,2,3,4 strands of watery seminal fluid is all he can manage but I am too far gone to wait for instructions – I lap it up like a whore and gulp it down into my tummy to join the first load – my orgasm is still consuming me – this is too much for any girl to bear – I want to grab him and suck his dick, lick every drop of cum and sweat off his body! But now what? …. can it be true? He's turning round on the bench in front of me and bending over. I am confronted by his gorgeous tight little ass; he reaches his hands round behind himself, his cock now growing softer, and spreads his own ass cheeks for me. "Lick out my asshole, bitch." Oh Yes, it is true and I hungrily apply myself to the task! His tight asshole is shaved because I know he gets more pleasure from my tongue that way, and I bury my face between the cheeks with lust! I've come about 15 times in the last 15 hours and I am still ready for more. I frig myself again as I tongue fuck his asshole deep and hard. "Fuck! It tastes so good." I think; sweaty and perfumed with his Gucci Envy body cream. I know he will be spent but I can probably squeeze another orgasm from my aching clitoris. But as I am melting into his glorious ass and thinking about my pussy, what is this? He has reached round to his dick again and is wanking; surely not stiff again? Now he's straightening up and turning round. "You didn't really get a taste of my cock, did you my dear?" he says and slides his restiffened cock into my mouth. This is too good to be true! It's not as stiff as it was but still fucking stiff; stiff enough for a good sucking; and now I can get it all the way in my mouth as he grabs my head and forces me to deep throat his shaft. I take the full length, my nose pressed against the overhang of his fat belly, "Shit, how I love that belly too!" His stiff knob end is now pressed against the opening at he back of my throat causing me to gag and gurgle with saliva running out my mouth. I can barely breathe; my nose tight against his fat belly; his hands have my head in a vice like grip and my throat is being pumped like a whore's asshole by his amazingly stiff dick. I think I am going to pass out for lack of breath and with ecstatic lust, but I manage to close my mouth round his cock and run the length of my tongue along the underside of his shaft, tightening the opening at the back of my throat on his knob end and then with a few short thrusts of his cock against the rough skin at the back of my throat I am in heaven as I hear him shout again. "Fuuucckk!" And I feel the warm trickle on the back of my throat as he ejaculates again – fuck knows where it's coming from – right from the bottom of his balls – but it tastes so good and I am fully satisfied. So, thank fuck, is he as he withdraws from my now well-fucked face and says "Very good Girlie Girl, but I never said you could make me cum the way you did that first time so you will have to be dealt with when we get back to my hotel" S is for Slut, Submission, Semen Ch. 02 Hi Regular readers! I hope you're ready for a new story. This is sort of based on a real life episode but is also part fantasy. Mr. Butt, Emma and I have never worked in a law office but it just sort of fit with my fantasy mood. What we have done is exactly as described in the story but in the 'privacy' of our own little office at "High Heeled Facial Girls". If you haven't read me before, please try some of the others where you will get a bit of background about me or read my profile too where there is a link to my web based photo album! Chantelle worked as a para-legal and she was determined that Thursday 21st September 2006 was NOT going to be a typical day at the office! Although she was totally submissive with most men, she especially craved older and shyer ones. Conversely, she was extremely dominant towards shy young girls and the law offices of Bygg, Dick, Slammer, Butt were a happy hunting ground with many suitable candidates in both categories. Either way, Chantelle was a major cum slut and would drink the juices from a guy's balls or a girl's pussy given half a chance. She planned for Thursday to provide more than a half chance. Slut Chantelle knew that the Law Partner for her section, Mr. Butt could both see and hear her from his cubicle. She knew he seemed to most people an average quiet kind of guy and he was always strictly business with the office girls. Slut Chantelle also knew from the strong and unmistakable aroma in his cubicle and from his suits that he must masturbate regularly and frequently and she was determined to get Mr. Butt to play "office" with her this Thursday evening after work, where she could at least observe, and preferably assist with, his wanking up close and personal. She had been building up to this day for some time, starting with subtle things. One day, she undid her blouse a couple of buttons. She had worn her plunging black lace push up bra that day, so with the buttons undone, the curves of her breast were well displayed. Slut Chantelle saw Mr. Butt look up and catch the show. He tried not to be obvious but couldn't keep from looking at her tits every few minutes. Slut Chantelle rose up a little and reached for something on her desk, to give Mr. Butt a better look. She heard him drop his papers and scramble for them. She giggled to herself. When she sat back down, she said softly, but loud enough for Mr. Butt to hear, "Oh my goodness, my blouse is undone!" Slut Chantelle had then slowly buttoned back up, watching Mr. Butt out of the corner of her eye. She had kept this up over the weeks, trying shorter skirts, higher heels to see if he responded better to tits, legs or ass; turned out it was all three! The clincher was when she managed to sneak into his cubicle after hours and found several DVDs of the "High Heeled Facial Girls". She smuggled these home to watch that night and sure enough they contained scene after scene of gorgeous smuttily dressed women, wearing very high heels and boots, submissively bending to spread their asses for a licking and a thrashing, sucking cock and taking the full loads into their mouths or on their faces. So Mr. Butt was interested in THAT sort of thing and now she felt sure she could get him hooked on her. At the same time there was young Emma Lou, only eighteen and in her first holiday job before she started college. Emma was shy too, nothing special too look at and quite skinny with tiny tits but very sexy in her own way. She dressed okay in classic blouses, long flared trousers and high heeled ankle boots but in Chantelle's imagination she would look best in skin tight black Lycra leggings which Chantelle would roll down to her knees before fucking the shit out of her cute tight little asshole with her enormous black strap-on. Chantelle was convinced Emma was a sub, or would be if she knew what it meant, and would present no problems for Chantelle to seduce when the time came. A couple of days passed and the appointed day had arrived. Slut Chantelle rushed into the office. She was wearing a brown suede miniskirt, tight see-thru white sleeveless sweater, glass mules with a 4" platform and 8" heels, no bra and no knickers. Chantelle pulled young Emma into her cubicle and said, "Emma, damn, I forgot to wear a bra. Can you tell?" Young Emma stepped back, "I think you'll be okay Chantelle, as long as your nipples don't get hard. I know how you are when you're thinking about sex... keep your thoughts clean and you'll be fine." Young Emma giggled as she turned to walk off but Chantelle grabbed her arm. "We're going to the ladies, Emma, and you're going to make my nipples nice and hard by sucking them. If you do a good job, I'm going to thrash your skinny butt and let you lick my pussy, after which I will be licking yours and you WILL come for me won't you as I like a good drink of girlie cum?" The two girls were at the ladies for over 45 minutes, a fact that did not go un-noticed by Mr. Butt. Slut Chantelle made sure her nipples stayed hard most of the day after that, and Mr. Butt made sure to check often, although he was unable to pluck up the courage to ask why she'd been away from her desk with Emma for so long. Slut Chantelle knew her plan was heading in the right direction. At the end of the day, Slut Chantelle walked over to Mr. Butt's cubicle. "Mr. Butt, could I ask you for a favor," Slut Chantelle asked while posing provocatively, arching her breasts to display her erect nipples. "Uh, sure... Chantelle... what, what, how can I do you... I mean... can I do you... I mean... what, can I do for you?" Mr. Butt managed to finally get out. Slut Chantelle giggled, "Mr. Butt, you are so silly. What I wanted to ask you was, I mean, if you have free time tonight... I have to work on an assignment that is due tomorrow. Could you stay and help me?" Mr. Butt was quick to answer yes. Slut Chantelle walked back to her cubicle allowing enough space between her and Mr. Butt so that he could watch the swing of her hips. She had a chair already sat next to hers and she turned to face Mr. Butt as she slowly sat in her seat. She purposely kept her eyes on his while she sat down with her legs parted. Mr. Butt nearly tripped in the act of sitting down next to her. "Mr. Butt, guess what?" Slut Chantelle asked seductively. "What, Chantelle?" he asked, feeling his temperature rise. Slut Chantelle leaned over to Mr. Butt and placed her hand on his inner thigh, and as she slid it up towards his crotch she said, "Everybody in the building is gone, Mr. Butt." As she said, 'Mr. Butt' she let her hand rest on the firm bulge in his pants. Slut Chantelle told Mr. Butt that she had been having a fantasy in which Mr. Butt was her boss and that they had stayed late one night after work and had an evening of naughty play time. Slut Chantelle asked Mr. Butt if he wanted to play "Boss" with her, as she had been an extremely naughty girl, fucking young Emma in the ladies and she deserved a good thrashing. He nodded his head as Slut Chantelle stood up and began lifting her tight sweater over her head. "Please boss, will you take off your clothes" Slut Chantelle asked Mr. Butt. Mr. Butt obeyed and was completely naked in less than a minute, standing there with his hands over his erect dick. "Okay, boss. Shall I bend over for you?" Slut Chantelle teased as she slipped out of her skirt, leaving only her boots on. Mr. Butt, still a little nervous to be naked at the office, sat down on the chair and pulled Slut Chantelle across his knee. His big fat thick cock stuck into her belly and she rubbed herself back and forward onto him. He slid his left hand between her legs and up to her hot and very wet pussy, easily sliding three fingers in up to the knuckle. "Thrash me please, sir!" said Chantelle while she stroked his cock with her hands. "Oh Mr. Butt, I've been wanting to get my hands on your stiff prick ever since I first laid eyes on you." Chantelle's firm grip on Mr. Butt's cock while she stroked had him almost ready to shoot and he started to thrash her arse really hard with his free right hand. His nervousness gone, he thrashed her harder and harder, shouting "Take that you fucking cock teasing slut! And that! Chantelle, I am so fucking horny I want to fuck your face and cum down your throat! You kneel down and close your eyes." Slut Chantelle giggled, stood up and closed her eyes "Are you going to put it in my mouth?" Slut Chantelle giggled as she asked. Mr. Butt pushed her to her hands and knees. He slowly lowered himself onto her, teasingly rubbing his cock on her ass cheeks. "So, Mr. Butt, you like to do it doggie-style?" Slut Chantelle said teasingly. "No, Chantelle," Mr. Butt said as he bit her neck and then rammed his hard cock into her anus, "I like to ass fuck." Mr. Butt slammed his hard cock in and out as Slut Chantelle gasped. Slut Chantelle could feel every inch of his stiff hot dick. "Now Chantelle, tell me where's my fucking cock now?" Slut Chantelle gasped as she said, "In my ass, Mr. Butt!" "I can't hear you Slut, where is my hard cock?" Mr. Butt demanded while he pinched her nipples in between thrusts. "In my ass, Mr. Butt. Your cock is in my ass," Slut Chantelle shouted. "What is my cock doing to your ass, Slut?" Mr. Butt demanded. "Your cock is fucking my ass, Mr. Butt," Slut Chantelle answered breathlessly. "Tell me what to do, Chantelle," Mr. Butt ordered. "Fuck my ass, Mr. Butt. Fuck my ass," Slut Chantelle repeated, "Fill me with your fucking hot spunk, you fat, ugly bastard! Come on, do it, fat boy! I want all that fucking cum!!" Mr. Butt quickly pulled out as Chantelle sensed he was about to cum, so she spun round, tilted her head all the way back and presented her wide open mouth for him to fill with his hot sticky semen emission. As Slut Chantelle had expected it wasn't long at all until Mr. Butt exploded noisily, filling her mouth with squirt after delicious squirt of hot sticky cum. Mr. Butt was so horny that he leaned over to spit in her mouth as well, slapping her face at the same time as saying "OK slut? You like that? I hope so, 'cos this is what you're going to get every single day from now on. No more hand shandy for me, all my spunk is going into you from now on!" And as I'm sure you've already guessed, this was music to Chantelle's ears. S is for Slut, Submission, Semen Ch. 03 Training my new fuck toy 'Slut Boy Craig' was a highly desireable way to end my Friday. Emma & I had just completed an aroused but frustrating 3 hour exercise session with Mr Butt and there was no doubt that we both needed some relief. Acting the filthy slut with Craig and teasing a few loads of watery spunk out of his 22 year old cock was just what we needed! Mr Butt had instructed us to return in 90 minutes so we didn't have time to shower and change so we would have to deal with Slut Boy the way we were. "Have we time to stop by the 'Mirror' Room?" asked Emma, as we headed down the corridor to the slaves' dorm. "Should do." I replied, "Anyway, we can see what he's up to, before we go in and surprise him!" We retraced our steps and came to the 'Mirror Room', aptly named because of the two walls and ceiling that were fully mirrored with single sections of mirrored glass, the ideal accompaniment to the raised stage with pole dance area especially constructed for Mr. Butt's video shoots and voyeuristic sex games. The room also housed the closed circuit TV and recorders set up to watch almost all the other rooms in the castle including the slaves' dorm, where Craig would doubtless be 'amusing' himself (or should that be abusing himself!). As luck would have it, our entrance was perfectly timed. Some of the new girls had just been put through their paces on the pole by Kiera, an accomplished dancer and one time favourite slut of Mr B. More importantly for Emma & myself, the girls had an appreciative audience of naked and highly aroused male slaves whom they had been teasing to the point of ejaculation. We could see at a glance that there were 6 guys to only 4 girls and we were more than happy to make up the numbers. Kiera saw me and waved us over to join the floor show, while sending the 3 trainee dancers on their way. You may be thinking: "Why would Mr Butt keep MALE slaves in his castle?" The short answer would be: to keep us girls horny and happy. Male slaves were never allowed to fuck us girls unless it was for Mr B's filming sessions and always at his express instruction (the "No Fuck" Rule). But Mr. Butt did appreciate that if he wanted us to be ready at anytime to be used and abused for his perverse pleasures, we girls would need some fun, so we were regularly allowed to 'enlist' some new fuck toy male slaves when we were getting bored. There were currently twelve willing young men living in the slaves' dorm and available to me and the other girls when we wanted. I could see Kiera's eyes were glazing over with lust as she winked in our direction and said, "Fuck the 'No Fucking' Rule, eh girls?" as she motioned a prodigiously hung young black male to lie on his back so she could squat over him and skewer her soaking pussy on his massive stiff rod. She did look fucking gorgeous with only her black steel heeled stilettos on her feet and her legs spread wide apart as she lowered herself completely onto the poor guy's bursting dick! Bursting was right. As she settled her ass cheeks onto the firm flesh of his belly, facing away from his face, the guy's whole body started to twitch and buck as he thrust upwards and screamed with pleasure while emptying his balls deep inside her. "Fuck," said Kiera, "No stamina these fuckin' wimps." She removed herself disappointedly from the massive black dong, allowing tick dollops of semen to run out her pussy and down her inside leg. Emma, always a sucker for a stiff black dong, was over in a flash to kneel beside the dazed slave and take his length into her mouth. She licked and sucked it clean, tickling under the balls and starting a slow bobbing motion with her head on the tip of the prick. Emma was always much more patient than Kiera who had already moved onto a second guy, standing fucking his own right fist as he watched from the other side of the stage. I had three fingers deep in my pussy by now as I watched intently as Emma's patience began to pay off. The black stud was starting to buck his hips again in time to the rythym of her head movements. One of the other studs had knelt behind Emma and was guiding his own huge pecker into the gap between her ass cheeks; Emma's amazing ass always spread itself when she was kneeling down; I had the perfect view as the guy slid all 10" right up inside her asshole. The guy on his back was fucking Emma's face in time to the bobbing of her head and the guy at the back picked up the rythym too as he viciously butt fucked Emma, just the way he knew she liked it. My fingers were so deep inside me by now I was almost fisting myself when I noticed another of the slaves watching me and wanking. I motioned to him to come over, laid him on his back and straddled him, savouring the full length of his rigid meat member deep inside me. I was still watching Emma getting her fill at both ends and matched my bouncing motion on my guy's cock to hers. Soon Emma was squealing as only she can; a sure sign of her impending orgasm. Not many guys can resist cumming when she squeals as it is just so damn dirty. She was also constricting her asscheeks on one man's fuck meat while nibbling the tip of the knob end of Kiera's rejected black slave. Nice one Emma! Perfect double cumshot. I watched as Emma's squeals brought forth the desired result: black man cum in her mouth and another sticky load up her asshole. She quivered with delight in the orgasmic afterglow and turned to look and see if she had made me jealous! Kiera had by now impaled herself on her 2nd guy's cock and was standing facing me, her hands rested on her knees, pushing her ass back and forth in perfect time with my own thrusts. Emma had been fucked; Kiera's ass was getting it, my pussy in perfect harmony and nearing the point of no return; my mouth and Kiera's still to be filled! Kiera took charge of the situation. "Can't you fuckers see that we got two hungry mouths to feed?" The two remaining guys jumped into action and soon my mouth was filling with warm man flesh. I loosened my throat, put my arms round the guy and dug my fingernails into his asscheeks, forcing my nose into his belly and the tip of his stiff knob end deep into the hard cartilage at the very back of my throat. I was pumping my pussy up and down on the guy's cock I was straddling and could feel him swelling up nicely. Quickly, I started to make a swallowing action with the back of my throat knowing that, as it was clamped tight over the guy's knob end, this ought to bring the guy in my mouth off pretty quick. Emma and Kiera forgotten, I concentrated on the two large rods of blood engorged flesh working their way deeper into me (shame there wasn't one up may ass too!). OK. Time for the Chantelle special. My right hand moved from my 2nd guy's ass and slipped between his cheeks so I could slip my long nails deep inside his crack and tickle his butthole. My left hand snaked behind me to do a similar job on the guy lying underneath; his thighs and cheeks were awash with sweat and my pussy juices so I had no trouble penetrating to his tight hole and tickling it too. The Chantelle special never fails. The two cocks started to swell further at the same moment. Which was going to pop first? The guy in front of me suddenly and roughly grabbed the back of my head with both hands and thrust himself even further into my face. Luckily I had just taken a deep breath 'cos there was no way I was breathing now. Instead, I was swallowing to keep from drowning as flood after flood of salty hot semen erupted from the swollen head and pumped in waves down my throat. Mt frenzied gulps were as much a reflex action as a deliberate one, so far down my throat was the guy's cock impaled! Fuckin' amazing though! Just as the spasms were subsiding, bloke number 1 grabs my hips and starts to go crazy ramming his cock in and out of me at like 100 miles and hour. Then he froze in deep thrust mode and seemed to penetrate right into the heart of my being. Spunk, lovely, spunk surged inside me from his engorged penis, thrust after thrust, spasm after spasm until it felt that the two loads of cum were meeting somewhere inside me. Behind me, the door banged open and in the mirror in front of me I saw Mr. Butt, naked, fiercely erect and wanking hard. "So, girls, 'fuck the no fucking rule', eh? Good job I enjoyed the 'performance' on my bedroom monitor or I might be even more angry?" Mr Butt wasn't too pleased. Still watching in the mirror, I saw him head towards me. He grabbed a handful of my hair and jerked my head back till I was looking straight up at him, gulping down breaths of air where seconds before it had been gallons of cum, still impaled on a guys cock underneath. "Good job for you, you're my favourite." he said, as he spat a big gob of spit into my still open mouth and started to slap my face with his rigid fat cock. Recovering some composure, I cradled his balls with one had and started to fondle the soft skin between his ass and his ball sack; with the other hand I took the end of his cock and rubbed the sensitive prostate right at the spot that drives him crazy. I looked him straight in the eyes, trying to gauge his reaction. I'd seen that look so many times before, so I knew he was getting close again, so I opened my mouth and gargled a bit of his spittle at the back of my throat. "Please fill me again, sir, please?" I begged. He spat again on my face and into my mouth and spread his legs as a sign to encourage my hand further back towards his smooth shaven asshole. "Two hands, bitch!" was all he said. So my other hand moved to tickle the underside of his balls. He held my face firmly in his left hand and stroked his cock slowly with his right, stretching the tight skin back off the knob end. It looked like it was stretched beyond bursting point as he held it still and I continued to stroke and tickle. I waited knowingly, as one awaits a volcanic eruption watched from afar. "OOOOH FUUUCK!" Was all he said to accompany the explosion. My semen filled tummy was about to receive another dose. Right before my eyes, the white lava poured out from the eye of the volcano, a thick river of semen, cascading down from above and landing on my tongue. I formed a cup with my tongue, trying to catch all the significant load, gulping again as it started to slide down the back of my throat and still watching mesmerized as more kept oozing from the tip of his angry knob. I a few seconds the oozing stopped and I swallowed hard to taste the creamy package on my tongue. Kiera and Emma silently huddled beside me, kneeling, as we awaited Mr. Butt's next move. S is for Slut, Submission, Semen Ch. 04 One of the particular pleasures of being a sub to Mr. Butt is that he is not the jealous type; far from it in fact! He loves to pimp me out to as many men as he can, provided always that a) he gets to film everything that goes on b) the men are usually old and fat as he thinks this will be extra humiliating for me and c) because he does really care about my wishes, that they have large cocks, produce much spunk and produce it frequently, preferable on demand! One particular Sunday, my 4.00pm email from Mr. Butt contained these instructions, "Hello Chantelle, my darling. I have a special assignment for you today. I have hired you out to Kroma's father for a few hours; he's a rich merchant banker in Geneva. Here is his email address. Contact him immediately as he is waiting to come round and see you anytime now. I am sure you will like him; he has all the characteristics that you 'admire' in a man. Be a very good slut for him as he is paying me well!" Now reader, you must imagine that you are Kroma's father as I invite you to join me in my apartment... I send you an email asking you to come round as soon as you are ready -- I am not sure exactly when you will arrive as I want to be slightly unprepared and waiting in anticipation. I am sitting in my front room, on a sofa, in my everyday wear -- tight pale grey lycra leggings (almost see through!) with my glass soled platform mules (5"platform with 9" heels!), just letting my finger circle my nipple through the thin material of my T-shirt when a knock at the Door startles me! I answer to see you standing there in a suit; I invite you in realizing that you are in fact still a complete stranger to me -- how exciting! My mind flies as I am in the fantasy I always wish for (being a slut for a stranger), I invite you right in and make you comfortable, you studying me, exploring every inch of my body with your eyes. But I am oblivious to your stares, my eyes in turn scanning your body and my thoughts becoming out of control. I make an excuse that I must use the bathroom and hold your leg to steady my-self as I rise from the sofa; your hand assists my back. Upstairs I slide a short tight PVC dress on and a pair of fully fashioned seamed nylons, slip on my silver heeled 6.5" stilettos. It is the quickest I have ever put my deep red lipstick on and without error, looking in the mirror I see a slut, just as Mr. Butt asked me to be, and that is just what I wanted...oh... You must have been alone for 10 minutes! I take a deep breath and re-appear at the top of the stairs, due to the location of the sofa I know you can see straight up to me, and see up my skirt as I come down, I look across to you and you pretend that you have not noticed but your sweat on your brow and the way you fidget tells me I am having the desired effect, I sit close to you making you move over to make room. I almost feel sorry for you, a merchant banker hiring a slut for a few hours and not sure what to do. (But only almost!) I take my chance, opening my legs directly in front of you and I suggest you may want to help yourself to your feet through using my knee much as I had yours earlier? You gently lay your large hands on my knee sending a shiver through me of the impending orgasm, but just as I think you are going to rise your hand smoothly moves up my leg till it is firmly kneading my thigh just below my pussy, I slide back on the sofa and open my legs to let you gain full access, and when I feel your hands on my ankles firmly holding them apart I know I have maybe bitten off more than I can chew! You roll me on to all fours whilst taking off my dress, now I am in just my nylons, my ass and pussy fully exposed, but to add to my confusion you sit back in an armchair and tell me in no uncertain fashion to wet my finger and tease my bum hole! Well from being in control to having no control of my situation I do as you command, licking my finger and placing it on my ass entrance, "Oh fuck, it feels good." "Now," you demand, "finger that little shit hole of yours!" I do as you ask and push my finger deep into my hole. It is hot and tight but I manage to get another finger in there and I can feel an orgasm closing in! I am now in heaven pushing my fingers to and fro', moaning gently, so far gone I had not noticed you remove your clothes as you appear before me with your cock semi-hard. Large, but more so thick, it looks amazing hanging in front of me, pre-cum oozing from the tip. I look up to you. "Yes you may." you say, and I need no second invitation, taking your length between my glossy red lips, sliding up and down the hardening shaft that I hope will give me so much pleasure. It stretches my lips with its tremendous girth and leaves deep red streaks of lipstick up its length. I am soaked and a good job I am as your fingers find my pussy, not being the gentleman I once thought of you, you plunge three of them deep up me, causing me to yelp but my cries are muffled by the fullness of my mouth of which you are now slowly fucking. Your fingers are big and long but so, so needed and I rock on them to a screaming orgasm the likes of I rarely have and have to release your cock or I would bite it in two. You lift my ass high so I have to stand on the sofa, my ass fully open to your attentions without you having to bend at all... I wonder what you're doing. "Oh FUCK!" I feel your warm tongue penetrating my ass; it feels like a snake working its way in; it is strong and my already worked bum is giving freely to you as you leave a trail of spit at the entrance. I close my eyes my head spinning, not knowing where or who I am! Taking me down to stand on the floor, my back to you and still bent over, you nudge your now massive fucking enormous man-hood against my pouting ass, letting it wank up and down the cleavage! I can feel the lubrication of your pre-cum and spit, but I need so much more, are you just going to satisfy yourself? I need not have worried, because, although I had wanted it deep inside my tight but desperate little asshole, I was not prepared for what was next, and without warning I was full of your thick beast and a shrill yell left my mouth. "Fuck Me!" I jerked forward to escape but you were strong and I was impaled deep on you to the depths of my screaming ass. "Too right I will, you little slut!" you respond. The pain is overtaken by sheer pleasure as your deep strokes increase, the tears flowing down my cheeks being those of gratitude. You withdraw from me and seem to be watching my stretched butt hole return to its former shape. Then going deep again, you repeat this several times before rolling me over and telling me to lick your cock clean. I do so obediently and it tastes so sweet with your pre-cum and my ass juice. In what ever you do you are forceful, holding my hair tight in your hands and pushing me down on to you. "You have served your purpose well so far, my little slut." you say, "And for that you deserve a reward!" With a smooth motion you take yourself from my mouth and plunge fully back into my awaiting ass, this time I sense there will be no gentle teasing and you won't be stopping until you are fully relieved! At last, I think, what I am so needy of, and it is worth the wait! You take me like a wild beast, hands on my shoulders forcing you into me until I swear I can feel you in my bowels. I come once, twice, three times... I lose count I am going limp, spent from the use I am getting, how much longer can you hold out? I have never been stretched so wide, never had the senses awakened in such a way, I would beg for you to stop but I know you would not. You reach down to my open crotch and with hands either side of your cock, which is still invading me; you fondle and squeeze me like a piece of meat. I shake with apprehension and you can see this in my face, so smiling cruelly, you withdraw from me briefly, pressing your cock against my sticky ass, the head just popping in and then you let out a roar I can only compare to a bear, and my asshole is filling rapidly with your hot cum, burning its way up me, surely there cannot be any more, I can't take anymore! (Although I want it to fill me!) Your cum starts to dribble from me and I put a hand under my pussy to catch it and lap it up as it runs from my ass and cools my hot pussy lips. Again you stand back as if to admire your handy work and watch the cum hang in strands from the hole you have just abused. You request I clean your cock once more before you dress and stand before me, the Gentleman I had once seen... "I will email to confirm when you will service me again. YOU WILL WON'T YOU!" You say. I, lying in a pool of cum, to weak to reply nod in the affirmative. The door closes and I am left sobbing. Why? I am not sure, as this little slut got just what she wanted... and knew it would not be the last time.