7 comments/ 357043 views/ 26 favorites Next Door By: Next Door "Did you play with yourself, slut? I instructed you not to, but your eyes say something completely different." He grabbed my hair by the back of my head. "Did you masturbate and spank that pretty pussy of yours? HUH!" "I-I-Umm-Yes, I did! You can't control my every move." I said defiantly. "AAUUGGHH," I cried as he grabbed my nipple and twisted it cruelly. I fell to my knees and tried to get away. "My power over controlling you extends to every aspect of your miserable fucking life. If I don't want you to pee for a week, you won't!" "AAAUUUUGGGHH," The pain in my nipple was killing me. "Whatever I order, you will obey, right!?" "Y-Yes." "We are going to be out in public tonight. You will do everything I say, correct!" "Y-Yes, sir" I said. I was scared to death. "Wha-where are we going?" I never thought we would be leaving. "Shut the FUCK up, bitch. You are not to speak until you are spoken to, and you will only respond if asked a specific question. You will obey ANYONE who decides to speak to you, anyone at all!" "Get up Slave!" He ordered. He set a bag down and started looking for something. He took out a camera and told me to turn around and bend over. I kept my hands by my side and slowly bent over. He raised my skirt up and kicked my legs apart. "Ohh," I moaned as he grabbed the string to my thong and pulled it up into the crack in my ass. He squatted down and snapped a few pictures and ran his finger across the tight fabric covering my pussy. "Gee, Slut Sandy, Your pussy is already wet, and it is only 8:35. You must enjoy being a whore! Maybe I didn't get as lucky as I thought. This seems to come pretty natural to you." I thought to myself, and could not figure why this turned me on so much. I started liking the fact that I could not talk. I just had to take it. But, I had a funny feeling in the pit of my stomach about the rest of the evening. He put the camera away and got out some sort of rolled cigarette. As he started lighting it, I realized that it was pot. He brought drugs into my house. Eww, it really stunk. He inhaled really hard and pulled me towards him. He put a hand on my chest and my back and squeezed all of the air out of my lungs. He grabbed my mouth to kiss me and blew all the smoke down my throat. "Hold it in, Sandy. Don't let the smoke out." My lungs were burning and I started coughing and gasping for air. He just started laughing at me. "First timers, how sad. Well, we will have to do it again, till you can control yourself" Again, he took a long drag on the joint. He pointed at my chest and I reluctantly blew all my air out. Maybe it would be better this time. I at least knew what to expect. Whoosh, and my eyes started watering. "Don't you waste that good pot smoke. Hold it in. If you let it out, maybe we will just stay here and see how much of a whipping you can take," He said with a grin. I held it for at least one minute, and he finally let me breathe. I got dizzy immediately and had to sit down. He grabbed my arm, pulling me up, and said, "Let's go. You have places to be." I stumbled along in my high heels towards the garage. He put me into the passenger seat and started the car. "Undo a few of those buttons on your shirt. Let me see a little tit, slut." I unbuttoned the top two buttons and just sat there. I hoped none of the neighbors saw us leave together. I wondered about his wife also. Where was she? How did she fit into this? I was certainly not going to ask him, though. My right nipple still hurt like shit from the last time I didn't follow his instructions. We drive into town, about 20 minutes. He turned into a gas station and pulled up next to the pumps. "Get out and fill up the car." I started to button my shirt and he slapped my hands away. "Not a chance, little girly! Just like you are. And for once again assuming you know what is best for yourself, you lose another button." He undid button number three and now you could see my tits clearly. I got out and walked around to the pump. I used my teller card and started pumping the gas. The nozzle did not have a little clip, so I had to hold the damn thing with my hands. It was really windy outside and my skirt and my shirt kept flying up and open. I was frantically trying to hold one or the other closed, but was not having good luck. As I looked up, he was sitting there laughing at me. Furiously, I turned away and noticed several other men at their cars, watching me. They must have been getting an eye full, with my clothes flapping around as they were. He rolled down the window and told me to wash the windows. I got the squeegee and had to lean over the hood to get at the whole window. There were now more men just standing at the pumps watching me. I certainly have never been an exhibitionist, but when I turned around to put the wiper away, the man behind us was just standing there with his mouth open. "Walk over to him and tell him that he should get his wife to do the same for him. Then pinch your nipples for him and get into the car." I paused, unsure if I would do it. The car started and I heard, "I'll leave you here, damn it. Go do exactly what I told you!" I walked over to the car next to us, straight up to the guy, and I felt everyone's eyes on me. I know I wasn't smiling, but I forced out the words. "Mr. you should get your wife to do this for you." I reached into my shirt, which was still flying around in the wind, and touched my nipples. I rolled them in my fingers and winced at the pain from them being twisted. I turned around and got back into my car. "Good girl. Haha. He does not even know what to do with himself. Spread your legs. SPREAD em! Look! What a little slut. Your panties are soaking wet. Seems that your body is giving your true self away, Hahahaha." Why was I this wet. I did not even realize it. I certainly did not like everyone staring at me, but I did feel a rush of adrenaline having to squeeze my nipples in front of a stranger. He drove off and grinned at me, laughing. "You will need that wet pussy for later, Slut Slave Sandy." My God, what did he mean by that? ** Part - 3 I was laughing my ass off! What the fuck was I doing? I am a happily married man with kids, a kinky wife who keeps me happy, and Mr. Dickhead down there has got me on a wild ass ride. This chick's panties are completely soaked. Like, squish, squish! As I drove out of the gas station, that guy was still just standing there. He looked like he was in shock. I can't believe that this bitch actually did exactly what I said. I mean, I am blackmailing her and all, but, she just walked up and let him watch her rub each nipple. What a hoot! "Open your shirt, slut. So the truckers can look down and get an eyefull." She unbuttoned it and pushed it open. I reached over and rubbed her nipples softly. "You liked showing off for the men back there, didn't you?" "Didn't you!" "Y-Yes," she stammered. "It makes me embarrassed and confused, but I am so horny my mind is spinning." "Good, good. It seems that you are a natural slut, which is not a bad thing. Ask me to slap your pussy." "Wha-What?" "Ask me to slap your pussy. I told you earlier that YOU would ASK me for everything", I meant it." "OK, Slap my pussy." "Please!" "Slap my pussy, please." "Spread your legs, slave. Let me have room to swing." As she opened her legs, I slid my hand between her legs and pulled up her panties. She was leaving a big ass stain on the car seat. "Raise your pussy up. Lift up off the seat." I started slowly spanking her pussy. Slap, slap, slap, slap. Rhythmically, harder, softer, harder. She seemed to be twitching her hips upwards, as I slapped down. Well, if she wants it, I thought. So I slapped harder, harder. SLAP. As she started trying to finger herself, I pushed her hands away. "No no no no, You don't get to cum yet. No, not for a while. The evenings early, and you have to last for it all. We are almost there. Get yourself put back together. Anyone who sees you will know how much of a slut you are, but at least you won't look used. My friends are going to be here, and you will show them the proper respect, and obey anyone, to the fullest! If not, I will strip you and leave you on the side of the street. Understand all of this?" With a kind of whimper, she said, "Yes sir", then fixed herself up. I smiled inside. She was on such a roller coaster. I make her feel good, then tear her down. She will fall deeper into the depraved world of sexual desire and hopefully not be able to return. I think I read that somewhere. We arrived at the next destination on my list of things to do. The places I picked were nowhere my wife, or friends, would be. This place was seedy, not unrespectable, but questionable. RED LION, a strip joint, with the emphasis on joint. I could see that she was unsure about this. She was seeing the same as me, a run down building with the windows all boarded up, bad paint, and metal bars over every entrance. I took out another joint, and lit it up. Sorry folks, don't drink or smoke. Gotta have at least one bad habit. Blackmail wasn't a habit, haha. I passed it back to her and she refused. "You will smoke this with me, or I will force it down your lungs again!" I passed it to her again and she about killed herself with it. Coughing and hacking. It was not pretty. Again, "Damn beginners." "Get out and follow behind me. Keep your head down, Slave! And do not speak unless spoken to." This was a place I had been to a few times. It was a typical biker, non-executive, strip club. The girls were 6's or 7's. It was a rock and roll place that you could sit for a while and enjoy the views. I took a table kinda in a dark spot. Not in a corner, where management watches, but next to a wall. She had obviously never been to a place like this, or even new they existed. She was timidly staring around at everything. Just to fuck with her, I said, "Over there, and there, is where the girls dance. One day, that will be you up there." She didn't move her head, but kept staring at the dancers. I ordered drinks for us, a Coke for me and a Long Island Tea for her. What a drink! Five clear liqueurs, and a splash of coke. One gets her drunk two wipes her out. It was kinda crowded, being so early, but that meant more dancers to watch. I leaned close to her and rubbed her nipples. "Your dressed just like the dancers that work here. You better hope that no one asks you to table dance for them. If they do, you better hope you do a good job." She shook her head, but was clearly nervous. The waitress returned and I asked if Jade was here tonight. She said that she would be out in about 20 minutes. Sitting back and looking at this lady from next door watch titty dancers was quite erotic. I pulled her over to me and had her sit real close. I put my arm around her and told her she looked better than anyone did up there so far. She said she was scared and couldn't dance very well. I told her she might not have to, but to watch the girls move, so she would not embarrass herself. Just then, Jade took the stage. She is a tall, redhead, with real nice tits. She has always been friendly and generous with her lap dances. After a few dances, she will let you finger her and suck on her nipples. Of course, I had my own little fuck toy tonight. As I handed my slut a few dollars, I said, "Go and stand next to the stage. When she bends down, put the money in her g-string." I watched, everybody watched, as she walked over to the stage. She sure looked nervous standing there waiting. Jade winked at me and seemed to take her time with Sandy. Dancing and teasing her on the stage. She lay on her back and spread her legs in front of her. She ran her finger up and down her slit. She got on her knees and gyrated her ass I the air, right in front of her face. This was great! She rubbed her ass across her nose, rubbed her tits into her face and gave her a wet sloppy kiss. Sandy's hands were shaking as she put the ones into her g-string. Everybody clapped and yelled as she walked back to the table. Her face was bright red and she downed a very large part of her drink. "Did it make you hot? Seeing pussy that close up? Kissing another woman's breasts?" "I-I don't know." "Touch yourself Slave. Stick your hand under your dress and move your panties. Put your finger in your cunt and se how wet it is." She looked around and slowly raised her skirt. She moved her panties to the side and jumped as she touched her slit. Her finger slid right in and she started to fuck herself. "Stop that shit! Damn it, I said that you could not cum yet. What a fucking whore you are. Sitting in a strip club, fingering your pussy, staring at other girls." I just sat back and let her think about it. I saw Jade walking over to us and smiled. She walked up and was standing right next to Sandy. Her pussy was eye level with the way the chairs sat. She rubbed her pussy and said, "See what you did to me, I'm all wet." Sandy got red faced and slunk into her chair. Jade sat down and I explained that this was now my slave. After that was said, we had a nice conversation and a few drinks. Neither one of us looked at or acknowledged her. She just sat and watched the dancers. I put some money on the table and asked Jade to dance for "My Slut Slave". "Give her a few pointers, so if someone asks her to dance she won't fall down, haha. And don't hold back. She would let you fuck her face. She likes pussy juice." Jade cleared away a spot and moved Sandy's chair so that everyone could watch. She proceeded to give the best lap dance I have ever witnessed. She danced and rubbed herself all over Sandy. Pulling her nipples, ramming her g-string in-between her pussy lips. She pulled aside her own underwear and rode Sandy's thigh. There was a trail of pussy juice shining in the lights. She rubbed her nipples across Sandy's mouth and swung her tits back and forth. Slap, slap, slap. What a wonderful sight! Jade would slide her body down and bite her clit through her g-string as she went past it. She was driving my slut crazy. The song finally ended and Jade sat on Sandy's lap. We talked for a minute and Jade asked if she could use my slave for a second. "Sure," I answered. "What for?" "This!" she said, as she pulled her panties aside and took Sandy's hand and put her finger in her pussy. Sandy started to move her fingers in and out of her pussy. It was making slurpy sounds. As she looked into Sandy's eyes, she said, "I have wanted to cum all afternoon, and had no fingers to accomplish it with. This way, I won't get my hands all dirty." Jade's hips started to get into the rhythm of the song. Her eyes closed and her head tilted back. I said, "Put two fingers in her cunt, slave. Yeah, now put three. Slide them in and out. Rub her clit with your thumb. You better hope you make this beautiful dancer have the orgasm of her life, or I will stand you up and whip your ass in front of everyone." Sandy looked mesmerized. She was twisting her arm to get the best angle to ram her fingers into Jades pussy. Jade was quietly moaning and pinching her nipple. Jade started kinda twitching and then she started to cum. She froze up, like a serious stretch, and then when she let go, she squirted pussy juice all over Sandy's hand and legs. Sandy just kept rubbing her pussy. Jade finally pushed her fingers away and collapsed on the other chair. "Whoo man, that was great. Sorry about the mess. I am a squirter, if you couldn't tell. She looked right at Sandy and told her to lick her hands clean. Sandy hesitated for a second so I kicked her in the leg. "Lick your hand clean bitch! You were given a command. Do it!" Turning to Jade, "I apologize for her behavior, she is a new slave and will be beat sufficiently tonight." Sandy was busy licking her hand and arm. Sucking on each finger. She jumped when Jade put her hand on her pussy. Jade just pushed her finger roughly, fabric and all, right into her pussy. Sandy started trying to hump her hand for all she was worth. "Careful", I told Jade, She is not allowed to cum yet. She has a few more stops tonight. But, you can rub some of her pussy juice on her face. Then she can smell and taste it for a while." Jade slowly pulled the g-string aside and used two fingers to scoop up a pretty good glop of wet. She slid her fingers sideways across Sandy's upper lip and mouth. Jade leaned close and gave her a hell of a kiss, sucking on Sandy's tongue and twisting her nipples. She gave me a peck on the lips and said she would repay me at a later time. "Bye-bye little slut. If you ever get your life back, give me a call" she said as she walked away. Sandy had a very disheveled look, like just being fucked for a few hours. And, this was a good thing. I left a tip and got up to leave. Sandy stumbled along behind me. She had a hard time because all of the guys were copping a feel as she walked by. When she got up to me, I just looked down at her and said, "Slut!" ** Part - 4 I just wasn't sure. I was so hot, light headed. I wanted to just sit down and rest. He grabbed my hand and told me to go and get into the car. "Just sit there and don't touch anything!" I walked slowly to the car and got inside. Finally!, peace and quiet. God, I was frazzled. My knees were weak. I felt so ashamed, so embarrassed. My head was spinning while I tried to concentrate on my situation, but my pussy was throbbing. With every thing that had happened I had gotten more and more turned on. I can't believe I went into a strip bar and actually touched a filthy whore of a dancer. I just don't know how to justify my actions. Every time this man makes me do some depraved thing, I go blank. I - I just do it. Whatever it is. Like someone programmed me and put me on autopilot. I looked down and surveyed myself. I still looked ok on the outside. I slid my fingers around the edges of my panties, straightening things up. I tried to touch my pussy and clit, but it was incredibly sensitive. I am hotter than a firecracker, and I could have cum in a heartbeat, but I was not going to walk home naked. He has not lied yet about what he will do, and I sure can't have anyone see those pictures. I was still shocked that I would get so hot over such lewd behavior. I lowered my head as I saw him coming towards the car. It was dark now, and I almost didn't see him at all. As he got in and started the car he said, "The guys made me promise that you would come back tonight and dance for them. How's that? Huh! I bet you would put on a good show." Nervously I kinda nodded my head. He couldn't be serious. You have to be an employee. You have to have a license and everything. Boy, I hope he is kidding. "Unbutton your shirt, raise your skirt and, here, cover your eyes with this." He threw one of those sleeping masks at me. As I was sliding it over my eyes, he turned on and was aiming that little reading light at me. I unbuttoned my shirt and bunched my skirt up around my waist. He pushed open the sides of my shirt and said, "There, better to see you with. Get comfortable, it'll be a while. Man, you are one hot little slut." Ohh man, I get shivers up my spine when he calls me a slut. I should be mad, but I only feel lust. Thinking about sitting here is making my face all flushed and hot. I don't know if it is coming from my pussy, or if I am embarrassed because everyone that drives by can see in the car. I saw him turn on the light, which means that side of the car is illuminated. He must have noticed me squirming around because he reached over and gently pulled my nipples. "Getting a little anxious, my lovely slave? Does that feel good? Yeah, you just wait. Do you need to cum, slut?" "Please, sir, please let me cum. I have been on the edge for so long." "What can you offer me that I don't already have. Huh? You are my slave, a slut! You will lick the ground I walk on if I tell you to. SO, what can you offer me to let you cum? Next Door "Nothing. Nothing, sir." He pulled on my nipples for a while longer. I was just on the edge of a mind shattering orgasm. The closer I got, the harder he twisted my nipples. I am not sure how he knew exactly when to stop, but he did. I would just start breathing normal again and he would start rubbing. Finally it ended and I just sat in silence for a while. When we finally stopped, I was not sure how long we had actually driven. It could have been 20 minutes or 2 hours. It was incredibly wild to drive around blindfolded. I felt every bump and heard every sound. He did not turn on the stereo, so it was very quiet, unnerving. He lit another joint and got out of the car. He sat on the tailgate and smoked it all by himself. I just sat there in the car by myself. Suddenly the car door opened and he took me by the hand. "Careful", he said, as I stood up. He turned me around three times and led me by the hand about 10 steps away. "You know the rules, correct?" "Yes", I nodded. "Repeat them, please, slave." "I am willingly to do anything you say." "Anything anyone says. Remember that. Complete submission is the only answer. Now, before we start, do you need to pee?" "Yes, very badly", I answered. "Very well, squat down right here Pull aside your panties and pee." "Wha-what, here, where are we?" "That was not a request, Slut! It is not of your concern where we are. If you need to pee, do so now. It will be a long night if you have to hold it." He pushed down on my shoulders and said, "Don't get my shoes wet, haha." I had to squat down to keep from falling over in the heels I had on. Being blindfolded is fun, but only in a stable condition. The drinks at the strip club went right thru me and I really needed to pee. I reached down and pulled my panties to the side. I could hear him walking around me, probably to get a better view. I was not sure that I could even do this when all of a sudden I started peeing like Niagra Falls. It was loud in the night air and I must have peed for two minutes. God, that felt almost as good as an orgasm. I could not believe that I am doing this. I felt so relieved but my head was still wobbly. "Use your hand to wipe up, then lick your hand clean!" I squeezed my pussy lips and wiped as best as I could. Raising my hand and tasting my piss caused me to smile. It was sweet and not too smelly. The smile on my face came from out of the blue. I really liked doing this nasty shit? "Like that taste, do ya? It is just one of the experiences you are going to willingly do." He helped me up and took off my blindfold. "Shit", I squeaked. We were in the parking lot of some club. Right there where anyone could have seen me pee. I was beet red and he was just grinning. "Don't you worry. No one saw you but me. Consider it a lesson." A lesson? About what, how depraved I have become? About how I felt tingly all over as I pissed. Not caring about anything. Well, he was right on all accounts. I was not sure exactly where I was headed, but the burning fire in my pussy leading the way. As we walked to the club, only a door was visible. The music coming from inside sounded great and the parking lot was full. It didn't look big enough to hold a large crowd. "Head down! Look at your feet!" he said as we entered. With my head down I saw him check in with someone and we proceeded through another door. The booth we were walking towards was on the corner of the dance floor. I couldn't help myself and looked up a little bit. I was shocked at what I saw. It was a dance club, not a large one, but certainly a nice one. I guess I didn't know what to expect. There was a small dance floor, a pool table and two bars. It could comfortably hold about 200 people. It was dark, and I could not look all around, but the people seemed to be dressed very nicely. After we got settled into the booth, he ordered a round of drinks. Since he was just sitting there watching people, I watched with him. The women walking by and the ones on the dance floor were certainly dressed scantily. Some of them just had on a short skirt and see-thru mesh tops. My mouth must have dropped open when a girl walked by with hard nipples sticking out. "Does that shock you?" he said. "This is a private, off premise club, which means you meet people here to go home and fuck. Couples come here to swing with other couples. If you look nice enough, and act proper, maybe one of the other couples will take a liking to you." I took a big gulp of my drink and kept staring at people. I wasn't so sure about this. A black guy came over and shook his hand and they walked over to the bar together to talk. I just sat there, unsure what to do. He did not even acknowledge me, so I stayed. About 20 minutes later, a guy came over and asked me to dance. I was not sure how to answer, when he grabbed my hand and took me out there. "You sure are a pretty young lady. How did you get in here by yourself?" "M - My master is over there", was all I could stammer out. Where the fuck did that come from? I must have been drunker than I thought. "Well, then, I am sure he won't mind a dance or two." He pulled me close and we started to dance. The floor started to fill up with people, certainly more than it could handle. Everyone was getting squeezed together and then the strobe lights came on. Everyone was grooving to the beat and bumping up against each other. He was holding me close and rubbing my ass with his hands. I could feel his dick getting hard inside his pants. He grabbed my butt and ground it against his crotch. He reached up and tilted my head and kissed me. So soft! He was sucking my tongue in and out and my juices started to flow. He saw rubbing my ass again, no, wait, he was holding my head. Who was rubbing my ass? Wha- someone was putting there hands on my chest. They started squeezing my tits and rubbing my nipples. OH, god this felt good. He was running his tongue up and down my neck. I was moaning as he got to my ear. I seemed to be pulsing with the beat of the music. My skirt was up and I could feel several sets of hands on my ass this by this time. This guy was kissing me and feeling the tits of the girls next to us. He had one tit in each hand, from two different girls. I looked down as he started kissing the other side of my neck and shoulders. There were rings on the fingers that were kneading my breasts? The girls next to me were each touching my boobs. I closed my eyes and went with it. The song ended and everyone fixed themselves up. Walking off the dance floor the girl that had been next to me stopped me and kissed me on the mouth. She ran her tongue around the inside of my lips and she moaned when our embrace was broken. I melted and felt flush at the sound. The man that had danced with me returned me to the booth and just walked away. He walked over to my master and spoke in his ear. They both turned and looked at me and then ignored me again. I finished my drink and just sat there. My hands were between my legs rubbing my pussy, but I was not putting a finger in. I would have exploded if that happened. My master looked at me and pointed his finger to the ground in front of him. I hurriedly crossed the room over to him. "Is your drink empty?" "Yes, sir" I replied. "Look up here", he said as he pointed to a wall of panties. "Come around here and let the bartender take your panties off and you will get a free drink." I stepped over to the open doorway in the bar and stood there waiting for the bartender to notice me. There were a lot of panties and bra's on the wall. Leaning towards me, he said, "What'll it be miss?" "Umm. I'd. Ummm" "Hurry up lady!" "Umm. I'd like the free drink please." "Oh. you would, huh? What do you have to barter with." I slowly raised my skirt and showed my panties to him. "My, my, my, he grinned. Turn around and face the other way, please." Oh, god. He was going to make a spectacle of this. As I turned around, he reached up and swatted a bell twice. Everyone at the bar stopped and looked at me. God, this can't be happening. At least I am bent over and they cannot see my bright red face. He slowly lifted my skirt and the crowd oooh'ed. He slid his fingers under the strings and pulled them to the side. The crowd aaah'ed as he pulled the g-string down my ass. The fabric was wedged in my lips and I could feel it peel away. I jumped when he leaned in to slide them off my feet because he stuck out his tongue and licked my whole slit. He tilted his head down to lick again and I pressed my ass back. 'Oohhhhhh", I moaned, as he slide upwards. "Whoo Hoo", he said as he stood up and slapped the bell a few more times. The people around the bar cheered loudly as I stood up and turned around. He was standing in the center of the bar with my panties. He tilted his head back and scrunched them together above his mouth. He twisted them really tight and a few drops of liquid fell out into his open mouth. The whole place chanted his name as he did this. I almost fell over with embarrassment. My head felt on fire. I knew I should feel ashamed, but instead I had a pure animal lust inside me. "What'll you have lady? Anything you want." "You obviously need some more liquids in you," he laughed. "She will have a shot of Quervo Gold." Said a deep voice. I had forgotten about him. In the embarrassment, I had forgotten about all of it. I pushed my ass back into his crotch as he leaned against my back. He leaned away and lifted my skirt. He slapped my ass hard enough to leave a red handprint. "Stop that shit, you slut. You will have a chance to fuck something tonight, later." Man, Oh man, that hurt. It seemed that time stopped as my left ass cheek burned and stung. He ran his fingers lightly over the spot he hit and it felt like little firesticks. "Drink it all! One shot, slave. And don't spill any." Lick, shoot, and squeeze. Instructions I learned a long time ago. I drank some water and we went back over to the booth to sit down. "Did you like the dance? he asked" "Yes. I hope I wasn't wrong to go with him." "No, you did exactly what you were told. If you had refused him, I would have left you here. There is no telling what would happen to you then." I tried to wonder what that would have been as we sat watching the dance floor. There was lots of groping and touching of people next to each other. Everything was getting more and more lewd as time went on. I was in a daze, watching. I was getting more and more turned on. The music was getting better and better. The lady that was on the dance floor with me from before, the one that didn't kiss me, walked by. When she recognized me, she stopped. "Can she come out and play?" she asked. "I'll take good care of her." "Sure", he said as he got up. He grabbed my hand and helped me out of the booth. She giggled and hugged me. We caught up and she ran over to another guy. He smiled as he saw me. He was at the bar earlier watching me. We squeezed out into the middle of the dance floor. Actually, he was quite a good dancer. He could bump and grind with the best of them. I was really getting into it when the music slowed into a funky jazz. He pulled me close and rubbed his dick against me. We swayed together for a few minutes then a pair of hands wrapped around me and softly pinched my nipples. I looked up at him and he had a stupid little grin on his face. He twisted my waist, turning me around to face the cute girl. She was very pretty and had on a shirt that unzipped down the front. Her guy was dancing behind her and was pulling the zipper down. She leaned over and kissed me hard. She moaned and pulled me close, pushing my head down to her nipples. She kind of growled when I sucked on one. Her tits were small, maybe a B cup, but the seemed to be very sensitive. I came up for air and she immediately started kissing me again. I had hands all over me. On my ass and on my tits. Rubbing and pulling my nipples. I could feel something, liquid running down the insides of my thighs. I never knew that it could feel like this. I never knew I could get this wet. I was blanking out, just riding the feelings. I was reaching behind my back, trying to feel my masters' dick as he was grinding it between my ass cheeks. Suddenly I wasn't being kissed anymore. I opened my eyes and she was looking between us. I looked down and saw my skirt raised up and my bare pussy sticking out. She licked her hand and reached down to touch me. As I lifted my crotch to meet her hand and her finger slid right into my hole. I started cumming as soon as I saw where her hand was going. She got two fingers inside and her thumb was rubbing against my clit as I shook against her hand. My hips were like a jackhammer. Suddenly there were several more hands touching and rubbing me. Two different people were pulling my nipples in different directions. "Ooohhhhhh", my head leaned back onto his shoulder and I was surprisingly calm even though I had fingers sliding in and out of my pussy. He licked my neck and ear and said, in a gravelly voice, "What a good slut you are!" I was somewhere between multiple orgasms. My hips and crotch were vibrating back and forth on her hand. When he said that directly into my ear, I came harder than I could have imagined. I saw spots before my eyes and the beat of the music made the blood in my head pulse. She was working her fingers back and forth and then she pulled them out. I came again from the loss of sensation, and started to slump down. I am sure glad he had hold of me, as my legs were not working. As he pulled me up, she was licking the pussy juice off her fingers. She was smiling and turned to dance with another girl. "Had enough?" he asked. "I need to rest, for a second." "Haha, ok slave. I thought you might not come back from where ever you were. It looked quite blissful." "Uh huh," I stammered, as we went back to our seats. Several people that wandered by stopped and commented to him that I was certainly hot and hoped I would be around again. "Oh, she will be begging to some back here, soon!" he laughed. "Let's go, slave. Button up your shirt." Shit! My shirt was completely unbuttoned and my skirt was rolled up into itself. I never even thought to check. My mind was in another place. I fixed myself and caught up to him as he said goodbye to a few people. I was still breathing kinda hard from the orgasm. It sure takes a lot out of you. He pointed out my panties hanging on the wall as we left. Forever proof that I was here. None of my friends would believe it ** Part - 5 What a night to remember! I really thought that I would have to keep holding the blackmail evidence over this ladies head. She was reluctant to obey me at first, but once she got all hot and worked up; she was a fucking slut. She got off on every mean and nasty thing I made her do. I left the club with her and we drove off to another adventure. The night still had some darkness left. This bitch had a sopping wet pussy from all the degrading things that happened inside. I reached over and touched her pussy and she didn't even flinch anymore. She immediately moved her crotch against my hand and moaned. "Still hot for it little slave girl? Do you want me to find something else fun to get you off?" "Yes. Please let me cum again. My nipples are tingling and I am so horny!" "Ok slut. You asked for it!" We drove to an adult bookstore that I know of that has preview booths. These are not the square booths that men go to for quarter enjoyment. This store had several large rooms with a couch in them. This was for people that wanted to view a movie before buying it. "Fix yourself up. You look like you are a junkie whore!" I got out of the car and she put herself together. We walked into the store and she stayed right behind me a few steps. I walked up and down the isles looking at movie boxes. There were a few people doing the same thing also. I spent about 20 minutes picking out a good one. The longer I took, the more nervous she seemed to get. Once I found a good bondage movie, I returned to the counter and paid to view the movie first. I got the key for room 6. It was dark when we walked into the room, but soon lit up when the screen came to life. "Turn around," I said, as I pushed her forcefully against the wall. I held the back of her neck and lifted her skirt up. I roughly jammed my hand between her legs and stuffed two fingers right into her pussy hole. "MMNnnn", she moaned. "Pretty hot and wet pussy you have. Do you like being forced to obey and submit?" I said as I wiggled my fingers around her pussy. "Oh yes, yes. Please keep doing that. OHHhhhh." She was spreading her legs wider and she jumped when I rubbed her clit with my thumb. "OH YES, do that do that do that." I pulled my hand out and swatted her ass with one smooth motion. She moaned and I hit her three more times, hard enough to leave a mark. I yanked her by the hair and pushed her on the floor. "Get your clothes off and kneel on the floor facing the wall. Do not turn around. Do not look at the TV. DO NOT touch yourself!" She looked up at me with this wild look in her face and started taking off her clothes. With the sounds of bondage sex playing in the background, I turned up the volume all the way so she would be forced to hear it. I left the room and walked around the corner and back into the video section. I walked next to a man I had seen earlier. I had noticed him staring at Sandy, like anyone in the store could not. He looked like a regular guy, about 6' 2", like a small football linebacker. "Hey buddy. I bet if you wandered into room 6 that you would not regret it." He must have remembered her, because he just smiled. I turned and walked back to through the hallway and entered the room. "Good girl. On your knees and facing the wall. Just like I told you. For that, I will not whip your ass. Put your head down, slut." I sat down on the end of the couch. Since she was behind it, she could see me watching the movie. I had left the door ajar so that it wouldn't close. Now we just wait, which would be good for her, haha. About 5 minutes later, I heard the door swing open. As I turned my head, he closed the door. I nodded my head down at the girl and said, "She is all yours for a little while." She flinched a little when he said in a deep voice, "No strings attached, right. Is this cool?" "Get up slut," I ordered. "Lean over the back of the couch." "Go ahead, raise her skirt up and see if she is ready." She bent over the couch and he gingerly lifted up her skirt. He started rubbing his hands over her ass and I saw her close her eyes and tighten up. He pushed her legs apart and slid his fingers up her crack. "Man, oh man. This bitch is wet. I bet she will be able to take it all in one stroke." He unbuckled his pants and pulled out his dick. It was certainly bigger than mine, and getting larger. He stood behind her and rubbed the head of his dick up and down her slit. She was moaning and started getting louder. I slapped the side of her face with the back of my hand and said, "Be quiet. Let the man enjoy fucking your cunt without any noise." I got her shirt and put a wadded part of it into her mouth. I watched him get centered right behind her and thrust into her all at once. "mmphhh," she moaned. He slid all the way out and shoved back in. He must have been at least 8 or 9 inches long, and was as wide around as a large bottle. He grabbed her hips and pulled her back into him as hard as he could. He grabbed her hair and pulled her head back as he thrust into her over and over again. Once again, I got to see her being fucked from behind, head pulled back, titties flapping in the wind. What a sight! I stood in front of her watching. She looked like she was in pain, but whenever he stopped fucking her, her hips kept on moving up and down. He just stood there and let her fuck him.