0 comments/ 80483 views/ 0 favorites Paybacks Are A Bitch By: WolfSpirit The resident manager tossed and turned in the midst of a fitful dream. She was being led naked into a room to be sacrificed. It was a recurring nightmare, yet she always awoke aroused and she usually had to satisfy herself before she could get back to sleep. Working in a job where the company regularly took advantage of other people had an impact on her. Although she was a willing accomplice she sometimes wondered what it must feel like to have all your stuff suddenly disappear. In tonight's version of her dream they had attached a short silver leash to her clit ring and she was pulled along roughly. Her hands wandered down over her belly to her hips and she began to stroke the tender flesh. She tugged at the stainless steel ring and pulled the hood back so that her fingernails could scrape across the hard button of her clit. She was close to a climax when the sound of glass breaking startled her and she sat straight up in bed. The sheet fell to her lap, leaving her full cinnamon brown breasts exposed in the moonlight. The cool night air brought the nipples quickly to hardness. "Who's there?" called out into the darkness beyond her bedroom door. She took a quick glance at the clock. Four thirty in the morning, she'd only been asleep for three hours and had to get up at six. "Shit," she muttered as she climbed out of bed and tiptoed naked towards her hallway. She reached the door just as it flew inward and slammed into her chest driving her backward onto the floor. "Get away!" she shouted but suddenly there were hands on her face covering her mouth and quickly a wide piece of grey duct tape was wrapped across her lips and her ears and around the back of her head. She mumbled and cursed into the gag and kicked her feet up at the intruder who easily flipped her onto her belly and grabbed her wrists. With a knee in the small of her back pressing her down, her arms were pulled together effortlessly and bound with the tape. She tried to kick up her feet to hit the intruder, but her ankles were caught in a tight grip and they were quickly taped together. Suddenly her legs were folded over her back and the wrists and ankles taped together. "Fuck!" she screamed soundlessly into the gag. She was lying naked and hog-tied on her own bedroom floor, alone and frightened. Gloved hands rolled her onto her side and pulled her up onto her knees. Hard boots pushed her knees apart and the gloved hands pushed down on her shoulders until her ass was almost touching the floor. The pain shot up her belly. Her thighs felt like the tendons of her hamstrings were going to tear apart and she'd be split from her pussy to her belly button. Gloved hands pushed harder on her shoulders and she tried to relax and felt her body drop another few inches closer to the cold wooden floor. Tears formed at the corners of her eyes and the salt burned them. She lifted her face to look at the intruder but all she saw was a dark form. She couldn't tell if it was a man or a woman. The head was covered in a black knit cap that was pulled down to the collar of a loose fitting black jacket. Only dark eyes peered out glaring at her. She could see a small opening where the intruder's nose poked out, but the skin was dark and the bottom hole for the mouth showed only a little white from the teeth. The intruder unzipped the loose jacket and her dark chocolate breasts appeared. They were compact, firm and the black nipples fully distended. "Bitch!" the manager screamed against the gag but the intruder only smiled wider. Suddenly the intruder's hands reached back then swung forward and slapped her hard across her breasts. The flesh collapsed together then sprung apart and the stinging pain ran straight down to her nipples. "Arrgggh," the manager growled. "Stop it!" The hands moved again and another stinging blow brought the blood to her breasts and they ached. "What do you want?" the manager screamed into the gag. The intruder stepped back to admire her captive for a moment. She smiled at her and laughed. "You look very good like that, Darlene." The intruder leaned closer and touched a gloved fingertip to Darlene's right nipple. "They're hard as rocks, bitch. So you do like it rough." The intruder's fingers closed around each nipple and dug hard into the distended, turgid flesh until Darlene moaned into the gag and tried to pull back. Darlene's mind was spinning. How could this be happening to her? Who was this monster who'd broken into her apartment and so swiftly, so easily had trussed her up? Why was her own body betraying her like this? How could she be so frightened, yet so aroused? Darlene knew it would only be a minute before the intruder would reach down between her legs and she'd discover that she was pierced. And probably dripping wet. She'd been close to coming and now a different excitement was taking hold. As if reading her mind, the intruder released her grip on Darlene's nipples and lifted her chin with one hand and drove the other between her legs. Darlene's nipples ached. She knew that only a mouth, or sharp teeth could satisfy that drive, bring her to a higher state of arousal, to satisfy her dark desires. But that was with a lover, someone she wanted to enjoy being naked next to, to submit to, to please -- not some brutal aggressor who'd broken into her home. She tried to sit down to keep the intruder from touching her sex and from discovering her clit ring. She barely had time to react and the pain shot down along her thighs as she tried to push herself onto the floor. All she managed to do was drive her sex down onto the intruder's hand and impale herself on three upraised fingers at once. The intruder dug her thumb into the soft flesh around Darlene's clit. Then when she realized there was a hard metal ring penetrating the top of the hood she caught the edge of it with her thumb as she drilled her fingers up hard against the soft flesh inside Darlene's sex. Darlene practically came up off the floor with the force of the pull on her clit ring and the pressure inside her pussy. "Arrrggggg," she groaned into the gag and the tears began to flow down over her cheeks. "Please stop, please," she mumbled into the gag. "I'll do anything you want. Just don't rip me open!" The intruder leaned closer to her, turning her head so that her ear was next to Darlene's mouth. "I can't understand you, bitch," she hissed. "Do you want to cooperate? Is that what you're trying to tell me?" Darlene nodded her head up and down rapidly. "Yes, yes. I'll do anything." But her words were muffled and the intruder dug her fingers harder up against the tender insides of her sex. "Ohhhh god, please don't," Darlene moaned into the gag. The intruder bent her neck down and sucked Darlene's left nipple between her teeth. She bit down hard at the same time she pulled down on the clit ring. Darlene's body jerked and twitched in pain and she screamed into the gag. It felt as though her nipple would be bitten off, but just as that pain subsided and her body responded to her submissive urges another startling pain shot up from her clit and she soiled herself and the floor of her bedroom with a combination of pee and feces. She was crying and stunned as she stared at the bloody ring the intruder held up under nose. "Gee," the intruder said. "Looks like you'll need a new one of these," she said as she touched the tip of her tongue to the stainless steel ring and licked it clean. "Uummm," the intruder said. "I love the taste of pussy and blood." Her hand reached down between Darlene's legs and she probed at her. Darlene was helpless to stop her from driving two fingers up inside both openings. She shivered and tried to clench her cheeks but it was useless. The mess she'd made just lubricated the intruder's fingers and gave them easier access. She wriggled them around inside her captive for a minute, and then they were gone. The hand was back up under her nose, rubbing the mess on her gloves over the broad nostrils, pressing the smelly fingertips into them. "You owe my client about forty grand," the intruder said. "I told him I didn't think you had that kind of money." The intruder unzipped her jacket and pushed it off her shoulders. She was a big, solid, muscular brown skinned woman with smallish rock hard breasts and a flat rippled stomach. She was obviously a body builder. Her rock hard body glistened with perspiration. Darlene wondered who she was. Her pain filled mind was playing tricks on her. She smelled like musk and Darlene wondered what the woman tasted like. Would she make her service her? Would she use her like a man? Or worse, like an angry dyke? Darlene shuddered at what the intruder had in mind. Christ, for starters she'd ripped out her clit ring, what else was in store for her tonight? The intruder reached down between Darlene's legs and began to caress her. The first touch sent a wave of pain up across Darlene's belly and her body quivered in fear of another brutal assault. But the touch was light, caressing, soft and arousing. "Oh damn," Darlene moaned inside her head. "Now she's gonna turn me on again. Who is this woman and how does she know how to do this to me?" Her mind raced trying to catalog the small group of lesbians she'd met who were into S&M and bodybuilding. She didn't come up with any images or remember any names. No one at the B&D bar she'd visited occasionally looked like this woman. The intruder's fingers were stroking her clit, tugging it down and gently twisting it. The flesh around it was torn and jagged but had gone numb quickly. Now her clit was throbbing as the gloved fingers stroked and twisted and tugged on her. Darlene remembered how much it had hurt to get that tender flesh pierced originally and how quickly the pain had turned to desire. There had been a dozen spectators that night at the party where she'd gone to be pierced. A slim naked pre-pubescent white girl who had pleaded with Darlene to let her lick her had shaved her first. Darlene had allowed the girl to press her face between her legs and she was close to a climax when the dominatrix came to get her. The young girl cowered in a corner at being caught, but the dominatrix, a dark sultry voluptuous Latina, merely waved her hand at her and the girl scurried ahead of them on her hands and knees. Maybe someone had been standing out of sight when she'd followed that young girl into that bizarre room. She wasn't really looking at the other women; her eyes were glued to the young girl's sex, which had interlocking, double rings holding the immature flesh together. Darlene had been in a daze as she was led to stand naked in front of each woman who surrounded the high wooden table that night. Their faces were a blur. What she remembered was how each one had touched her, kissed her or sucked on her for two minutes before she was led to the next woman. One pale skinny blonde with very short hair had knelt and used her tongue on Darlene. Darlene had never had sex with a white woman before the young girl had teased her and with this bony blonde she'd come so fast she was startled. Darlene had come twice more before she was lifted up onto the table and held spread-eagled while the hooded dominatrix prepared her. The dominatrix used all the proper tools, the sanitizing solutions, the surgical gloves and antiseptics but she'd also pulled the skin of Darlene's clitoral hood so far out from her hips that she'd lifted her hips off the table. Once the needle had been pushed through the skin and the initial shock wave coursed up over Darlene's belly, the dominatrix had held her open and was working her thumb inside Darlene's sex as she pressed the thin stainless steel ring through first one lip, then the other. Darlene had come then fainted that night. When she awoke she was laying naked on the table, alone. She had never seen any of the other women before, but had caught a couple of women smiling at her the next time she came into the club. No one ever said anything to her about that night. And shortly after that she'd gotten involved with someone and hadn't gone back to the club in months. Now the fingers between her legs were bringing her close to climax and she looked down just in time to see the intruder slip her free hand inside her slacks and begin to caress herself. Darlene whispered into the gag that she'd do that, but her words went unheard. She was just about to let go and let her body have the climactic release it desired -- that it deserved -- when the intruder stopped and sat back on her haunches. Darlene was trembling and shivering and frustrated. Several lovers had discovered how quickly she came and would stop just before she'd get off. Had she been with this woman? The intruder slowly straightened up and shrugged out of her jacket. She leaned down and brushed her hard nipples across Darlene's face then easily lifted Darlene off the floor and tossed her onto the bed. Darlene landed on her belly and lifted her head so she could look up at the mirrored headboard. She watched as the intruder sat down on the foot of her bed and with her back to her, bent over and pulled off her boots. The neatly defined muscles of her back rippled as she lifted her hips up and pushed her slacks down over her hips. The intruder leaned back against Darlene's bare legs and began to play with herself. Darlene mumbled into her gag and wriggled her hips trying to tell the intruder that she'd help. She wanted to please her attacker. Part of her submissive side wanted to be abused, but her real motivation was to distract the intruder and maybe subvert her from her apparent mission to hurt her. The intruder turned slowly and climbed up on the bed and knelt behind Darlene. Darlene couldn't see what she was doing, but the intruder leaned on Darlene's ankles and pressed her heels into her waist, rolling her legs up off the bed. The intruder reached down and nudged Darlene's knees apart and pain shot up her spine to her neck as the back muscles rebelled. Darlene dropped her head onto the bed and groaned into her gag. Suddenly she felt something pressing between her cheeks. "NO!" she shouted into the gag. "NO!" but it was impossible to stop the assault. A hard thick cock was pressed against her tight virgin anus and she struggled to clench her cheeks to prevent being taken there. No one had ever gotten more than a finger up her ass before this bitch had drilled two fingers up there tonight. Now this woman was going to fuck her in the ass! Oh, my god, Darlene wondered if it was a woman or something else. Someone else. She didn't have much time to ponder her fate. The intruder pressed her shoulders into the mattress and wriggled her hips until the thick bulbous head popped past her sphincter. "Aiiieee," Darlene cried into the gag. The pain was worse than having the clit ring ripped out. And this pain kept increasing as she was stretched wider and the hips drove the cock deeper inside. Darlene nearly fainted when the intruder pulled back and she felt like her insides were being turned inside out. At least he, she, or it wasn't going to really fuck her, she thought and she relaxed a moment. Suddenly the hips were thrust down and she was fully penetrated in one awful driving force. The intruder bit into the soles of her feet and began to thrust in and out of her ass rapidly. Darlene's body collapsed onto the bed when she felt the balls slap against her sex. So it was a man; no strap on dildo she'd ever seen had warm balls! She hated men! She couldn't believe this transvestite or transsexual or whatever it was had actually turned her on! Then the final insult was thrust upon her or inside her when he climaxed and pumped semen up her ass. The intruder pulled back and Darlene heard him pop out of her. He knelt behind her caressing her ass and her sex. Darlene felt like her asshole was still wide open and she forced a loud fart loose out of spite. The intruder slapped her so hard right on her sex that Darlene lifted her hips up off the bed. Three or four more slaps and her clit was throbbing again and the pain forgotten between her checks. Her body betrayed her again and Darlene began to cry in dismay when she felt the tape being pulled off her mouth. She knew what was expected of her. She wriggled her jaw and tried to work the kinks out of her neck while the intruder walked around to stand beside her. The intruder stood naked and let Darlene study her. For all except the thick short dark penis that hung half limp between her legs, she was all woman. Her smooth, polished ebony skin was sexy and covered with a sheen of perspiration. Darlene watched as the intruder reached down and withdrew a switchblade knife from her jacket pocket and popped the blade open. The chromed blade shined in the moonlight and the intruder placed the tip on the very end of her left nipple, the swollen one she'd bitten so hard Darlene was sure she'd chopped off the end of it. The touch of the knife reminded her of how tender the flesh was, but it was whole, for now. The intruder pressed down until the tip penetrated the first layer of skin. It was like an electric shock had been shot into her nipple. The shock went straight to Darlene's clit and she shivered, not sure if it was dread or desire. The intruder leaned down and kissed Darlene on the mouth, then whispered in her ear. "If I feel even the merest touch of your teeth on my cock, I'll cut your nipples off. Do you understand?" "Yes," Darlene said softly trying to pull back into the bed away from that blade. She was surprised. There was no pain in her nipple after that first shock, just that familiar ache that drilled right down to her clit. "I'll do whatever you want," she said meekly. "Anything." The intruder climbed up onto the bed, rolled Darlene onto her back and the woman knelt over her. "Use your tongue to clean me off, then use your mouth until it's hard again." Darlene was relieved when he/she moved his hand and the knife blade away from her nipple. He placed it in front of her face. There were drops of blood on it. He'd actually cut her nipple! But it didn't hurt, or hadn't hurt yet. Then s/he placed the tip of the blade against one nostril and poked the knife inside, scrapping her skin. "Oh, god, please don't do anything to my face," Darlene pleaded. But it didn't help. Suddenly s/he flicked the knife blade and Darlene felt a sharp pain then the warm flow of blood on her cheek. "Why?" she cried out. "I said I'd do anything you wanted?" "Because I wanted to do that," the intruder said and bent down and kissed the side of Darlene's nose where s/he'd cut her. "Ummm," s/he said as s/he straightened up. "Maybe I'll just slip the old clit ring through that little hole," s/he teased. "You're gonna need a new one for your pussy." Darlene glanced down at the gap between her legs then over to the odd hips in front of her. She leaned up and closed her mouth around the dark stained penis - imagined it was simply a huge clitoris -- and closed her eyes as she drew the hardening flesh past her lips. The scent of her own bowels wasn't as bad as she'd feared, but it wouldn't have mattered. Darlene knew she'd do whatever the intruder demanded. She had no choice. Darlene brought the stubby penis to erection twice more that night. Each time s/he came in her ass then made Darlene lick it again. Darlene hadn't been with a man for years and never knew of one who could recover so quickly. The sun was out and shining into her bedroom when s/he finally climbed off the bed and cut the tape from Darlene's wrists and ankles. S/he took Darlene into her shower, bathed her and massaged her legs until she could stand on her own, then s/he surprised Darlene and slipped to her knees in the shower and kissed the torn flesh above her clit. Darlene held her head gently as s/he brought Darlene to a quick climax with her mouth. Paybacks are a Bitch PART 1 I've been happily married for 10 years and always been faithful to my husband, he's the only man I've ever been with. He travels a lot with his business ventures and sometimes when he's away I get online and chat with a guy I met in a poker room. After a while the chat between us became very sexy but seeing as he doesn't live anywhere near me I took it as a bit of playful fun. I didn't see it as cheating on my hubby whom I love very dearly. We were chatting away one day and he asked me if I wanted to see a picture of his cock, he wasn't keen on putting it online and asked if he could send it to my phone. Why not, I thought and when the picture came through I was all wet and tingly so I decided to be daring and send him a picture of my dripping pussy and write underneath "Would you like a piece of this?" As soon as I'd sent it I got really paranoid that he would show it to someone and it would get back to my hubby. The next day when I ran into him online the first thing I said is "Can you delete the picture of me, I don't feel right about it." When he said "What picture?" I breathed a sigh of relief, it mustn't have gone through. I promised myself that I would never do it again and leave myself so vulnerable, it could have destroyed my marriage. A couple of days later my neighbor called over to say something about the fence needing repairs, I got along well with his wife but thought he was a total sleaze and I hated being alone with him. I nearly died of shock when he said "Mmm, I would like a piece of that, thanks for the picture." I suddenly realized the picture must have gone to his phone instead as he was the next name in my contact list under my internet friend. "I must have sent it to the wrong number," I guiltily tried to explain that there was a mix up and could he please delete it. He just stood there in silence for a couple of minutes before he said "I really liked that picture, I've been pulling my cock over it for the last couple of days thinking you were hot for me, now I find your playing games with another guy I might just tell your hubby, unless of course you can convince me not to." With that he undid his jeans and released his big, hard cock out of his pants "Now get on your knees and suck me or I will call him right now and tell him what your up to." I felt sick with guilt and fear, if my hubby found out I would die, the only option I had was to do as he asked so I dropped to my knees and took his cock in my mouth, sucking like a woman possessed so I could get it over and done with and try and forget about the horrible incident. It wasn't long before he pumped his cum deep into my mouth, I stood up to go to the sink to spit it out but he grabbed my arm, "Swallow it bitch, eat my cum." I gave a gulp and swallowed his warm, thick cum down my throat trying not to gag. "Now thats a good bitch." He put his cock away and left. I hoped that would be the end of it, my hubby came home later that day and for the rest of the week I tried to forget about the horrible incident I had been through. I didn't want him to go away again but he had an important trip planned, he would be gone for a week, I was almost in tears as he got in his car. Just as he left the driveway I got a picture message on my phone. When I opened it I recoiled in horror, it was a picture of me with my neighbor's cock down my throat. He must have taken a picture while I was sucking him off. Underneath he had written "Come outside and have a look at the hole in the fence." I shakily made my way out to the backyard, the fence was about 7ft high and made out of wooden boards. As I walked down the fence line I heard him say "Over here." I followed his voice and saw something poking through a hole in one of the boards, I was horrified when I realized it was his cock "Suck it bitch!" was the only thing he said. I fell to my knees again feeling totally defeated, almost sobbing as my lips wrapped around his cock and I sucked him again until he shot his load of cum into my mouth. This time I spat it out quickly so I didn't have to swallow. After I had composed myself I said pleadingly "You've punished me enough, now please delete the pictures you have of me." I heard him chuckle. "I've only just started with you, my friend wants you to give him a little suck too, if you don't I'll forward the pictures straight through to your hubby's phone, is that perfectly clear to you?" The next minute another cock was poked through the hole, this one was a lot thicker but not quite as long. I had no idea who the cock belonged to, the head was so thick I had to force my mouth wide open to take it. I could hear him moaning as I sucked, he pulled his cock out of the hole and fed his balls through, "Start licking!" I had no choice but to run my tongue over his balls. I could tell by the way his sack was jerking that he was stroking his cock while I licked him, after I had tongued his balls my neighbor ordered me to put my face up to the hole while his friend squirted his cum all over my face. I stood up, desperately trying to wipe the huge amount of sticky cum off my face with my sleeve. I was disgusted, I had always been a loving and faithful wife and now here I was being treated like a whore. As I walked away I heard him say "Same time, same place tomorrow." Tears of frustration ran down my face as I headed back to the house. How was I going to stop this? PART 2 I ran to the shower, I had to wash away the smell of their cum. It was bad enough that I had been blackmailed into sucking my sleazy neighbor's cock through a glory-hole in the fence, but then he had forced me to suck his friends cock too and lick his balls until he sprayed my face with cum through the hole. I was angry, I had to come up with a plan to not only delete the incriminating pictures of me off his phone but to also get even, paybacks are a bitch. His words "Same time, same place tomorrow" kept echoing through my head. I didn't have much time to arrange my revenge and I was unsure if he was going to be by himself or bringing a friend or two with him. I needed to know. My best option was to send him a text to try and find out, it said "Hi sexy, I really enjoyed having two cocks to play with through the glory-hole, as I sucked your big, hard cocks I had my fingers deep in my pussy, fucking myself. When you fed me your cum, I had the most intense orgasm. Luckily for me you brought your mate with you, by the time he showered my face with cum I had burst 3 times. That was so hot, will it be just you tomorrow or do I get to play with two cocks again?" I nervously waited for his reply, it wasn't long before I got a text back from him saying "Sorry bitch, just me tomorrow but you can work twice as hard on my cock." Now I had a fair idea of what I could do. I grabbed the newspaper and read through the adult advertisements, I found an add for a gay escort willing to do house calls. I nervously dialed his number. A male with a feminine ring to his voice answered the phone, I lied to him saying that it was my husbands birthday tomorrow and I wanted to hire him so my husband could play out his fantasies which included glory holes, bondage and discipline and homosexual acts. I told him that seeings my neighbors were away on holiday we had the perfect opportunity to use their fence to give him a birthday present he would really enjoy. The male escort was happy to help out saying he just loved these sort of couple games and assured me he would make it an experience he would never forget. After dark I set up my video camera in a tree limb that was hanging over the fence, camouflaging it in amongst the leaves, I would use the remote control to turn it on as payback time began in the morning. I climbed into bed to try and get some sleep. For the first time since this horrible incident began I felt like I was in control of the situation and surprisingly I was really aroused by what I had in mind. Excited beyond belief, I reached for my vibe and worked it into my wet pussy, letting the shaft grind into me as I thought through his punishment. I had the most amazing orgasm and drifted off to sleep. Part 3 I woke up in the morning all excited, payback day had arrived. Today I was going to get even with my neighbor who was blackmailing me into sucking cocks through a glory-hole in the fence. I jumped into the shower feeling all sexy. I shaved my pussy so it was bald and smooth and slipped on a short dress over a pair of g-strings and a matching lacy bra. Just as I finished my hair and make-up the door-bell rang. There stood the gay escort, a guy in his early thirties, dressed in a pair of jeans, a white shirt and a red bandanna. Cleanly shaved with boyish good looks, I liked him immediately. He introduced himself as Bobby and I quickly briefed him on my plans. I guiltily lied to him and told him I had promised my hubby a special treat for his birthday, one of his fantasies of getting his cock sucked through a glory-hole. I wanted to give him an extra special surprise, to live out his gay sex, bondage and discipline fantasies. Seeings my neighbors were away on holiday it was the perfect opportunity to make it happen. I filled him in on his involvement, told him my hubby had a desire to be taken up the ass whilst being bound and gagged. We then worked out the finer details. 15 minutes before the allocated time he crept down the side of the fence and hid in a nearby shrub. It wasn't long before I got a text from the sleazy neighbor "Get your lips down to that hole bitch, you know you want it." I wandered out the back door and made my way over to the hole where I could already see the now familiar cock poking through. Once I got in behind the fence I flicked on the video camera and motioned for Bobby to crawl over, he licked his lips and took the cock in his mouth, really working it with his tongue and lips. I crept around to the other side of the fence, I heard the neighbor say "That's it babe, your loving it, I can tell." He was totally distracted as I got in behind him. When I gave the word Bobby clamped a pair of multi-grips around the base of his penis in behind his balls, securing him to the fence as I quickly cuffed his hands in behind him. Without hesitation I gagged him so I could keep up the pretense to Bobby that he was a willing participant. I yelled over the fence "Come over here Bobby, my hubby wants his birthday present now." I whispered in his ear "Payback time" as I slipped my hand in his pocket and grabbed his mobile phone and deleted the memory card. Knowing he couldn't black mail me now, I crept under the tree out of the way of the video camera and sat back to watch the show. Bobby pulled the neighbor's pants right down to his ankles. He couldn't move an inch with his precious cock and jewels held in a clamp on the other side of the fence. He fished a condom out of his pocket and released quite an impressive member, no wonder people payed good money for him. He struggled to get the extra large condom on. Then he got out a small tube of lubricant, he squirted it in the crack of his ass and starts working it in with his fingers, stretching him to accommodate his huge cock. The neighbor was squirming by this stage but Bobby must have been thinking he was really excited and liked it rough. After all he was the birthday boy and Bobby liked it rough too. Part 4 6 weeks had passed since I paid the neighbor back. My plan had worked well and apart from the awkward and embarrassed looks he gave me, not a word had been spoken between us. As hubbies business expanded he was spending more and more time away from home. One night as I lay in my bed all alone my mind wandered back to that fateful day. I thought about how I had sat back under the tree and watched the neighbor getting fucked anally by a male prostitute while his cock and balls were clamped through a glory-hole on the other side of the fence. As Bobby gave him a good, hard fucking he glanced in my direction, he could see by the look in my eyes that I was aroused by it. "Spread your legs babe," he commanded while his cock pounded in and out of my neighbors ass. I opened up, he could see that my g-string was soaked in juice and a trickle had started to run down my inner thigh. "Mmm babe, work your fingers into that nice wet pussy for me then give your clit a rub, work it with your fingers while I drive my cock into his tight ass." His sexy voice was coaxing me into following his orders. My fingers crept towards my hungry pussy, as my legs spread wider I flicked off my g-string and slipped two fingers into my wetness and started to masturbate for him. His eyes never left me as I pleased myself with my fingers. Our moans of pleasure were combined together as we reached our peak. My orgasm was so intense I nearly passed out, heightened by Bobby's guttural moans as he reached climax wedged deep inside the neighbors ass. As the waves of pleasure started to slowly subside I drove my fingers back into my excited pussy, needing to be filled again. It was surreal when I burst into another and then another orgasm. Waves of pleasure like I'd never experienced before were washing over me, this was my first taste of kinky sex and I was loving it. Actually I had become addicted to the feeling. I had the upper hand now, I had the whole gay moment on video cam, maybe it was time to play some games of my own. I was still angry about the way he had blackmailed me into sucking not only his, but his friends cock through his make-shift glory-hole, using me as a cum bucket. I decided to send him a text to see how submissive he had become, it read "Oh my, that was so hot watching you get taken up the ass you bitch. Be here, 10 o'clock tomorrow wearing nothing but your wife's underwear." I didn't hear back from him and wondered if he would show up but right on the dot of 10 their was a knock on the door, there he stood on the doorstep in a pair of white lacy panties and a matching bra. He quickly brushed past me and into the room, afraid a passerby might see him. I closed the door behind him and picked up a whip I had placed near the door earlier on, I gave him a hard flick around his ass cheek leaving a welt that was plainly visible through his silky underwear. I raised the whip again and he cowered, preparing himself for the lashing of pain. Before I let him have it I stated "Your my sissy bitch now, you do as I tell you or all your friends and your wife will know about the ass fucking you got at the fence." He didn't speak at first but as I started to lower my arm to strike him again he blurted out "Please, let me be your bitch, I'll do whatever you say, just don't whip me and show my friends and family the video tape, I'm begging you, let me be your sissy slave." I ripped off my panties and sat on the couch with my legs spread wide, "Eat me bitch," I demanded, "Fuck my juicy cunt with your tongue." I raised my arm to strike him again but didn't need to, he was already on his knees in front of me. He started licking my pussy, sending waves of pleasure through me, I pulled my legs right back to expose my ass "Lick my ass bitch," I demanded. He tentatively flicked his tongue over the rim of my ass then back to my love tunnel, this time I didn't hold back and whipped him hard, he recoiled in pain. "I told you to lick my ass, now do it!" He drove his tongue deep into my ass, licking into the depths of my anal passage. I ground my ass onto his face, really wanting to beat the shit out of him with the whip but not needing to, he was totally submissive now. The feel of his tongue darting in and out of my ass was bringing me close to orgasm, "Work on my clit you sissy!" I ordered, which was now sticking out of my womanly folds, swollen and standing up for attention. A couple more minutes of tongue stimulation and I was exploding into an amazing orgasm, still fighting back the urge to lash out with the whip as my juice squirted out. He licked it from me, drinking every drop like a good sissy. After I had recovered from my earth-shattering orgasm I ordered him to his feet. I could see a huge erection straining to get out of the confines of his wifes lacy panties but I ignored it. "On your way sissy bitch, I'll text you when I need you again, next time your not going to be let off so lightly." I think the power had gone to my head, as he made his way out the door I couldn't fight back the sinister grin that was forming on my face. Oh boy, I was going to have some fun with this... Paybacks Are A Bitch Darlene was dressed in a simple black evening dress, no shoes, and no underwear and led outside to a waiting limousine. She was gently pushed into the back seat and driven to her place of work where she was told to open the office with her security code and then to open the safe in her office. Her captor seemed to know that there was a time override on access to the safe. Anytime it was opened between 8 pm and 7 am there was an automatic alarm sent to the central office. Darlene glanced at the clock on her desk. It was five after seven. There was no hope anyone would be alerted now. The limousine driver sat outside while Darlene emptied the safe into the intruder's black sack, then s/he led her outside and Darlene locked the door before they drove away. The intruder counted out the bundles of cash and frowned. "There's less than fifteen grand here," s/he hissed. "Where's the rest of my client's money?" "It's gone," Darlene said. "That's all that's left." "Well, girl," the intruder said. "Looks like you've got a long sentence to serve. Maybe our client will find it in her heart to let you live. Maybe not. But I can assure you, that you'll be all used up whenever she's through with you." "Who is it?" Darlene had resigned herself to the fact that she had no escape. Her only hope was to perform well enough to delay her execution. "Why me?" "Cause you fucked her out of forty grand, bitch. That's simple. Now get out of that dress and on your knees. My little tony wants to get warm again." Darlene was eagerly licking the strange woman/man's sex when the car slowed and turned off the highway and came to a stop. She lifted her head, but it was quickly guided back and the dark musky thighs closed around the sides of her head. She felt the warm air as the car door opened and the driver climbed into the back seat. She lowered her hips and spread her knees and waited. She knew what position was the easiest for them to penetrate her and she gave it up without a whimper. The driver was longer and thicker and probably all man, but Darlene sucked and licked and brought the intruder to another climax before the driver came. She reached up between her legs and stroked his hairy sack, even daring to tease her fingertip against his anus, until he erupted inside her ass. Darlene didn't know how long she'd be a slave, but decided a live slave was better than a dead one so she slowly turned around and began to lick his still erect penis clean. She smiled up at the driver. He was a light skinned black man with fine features and delicate hands that caressed her face as she used her mouth on him. She wondered if they had met under different circumstances if she would have enjoyed being the source of his pleasure. She knew the answer. She'd never have let him get this close to her. When they finished with her that morning, they walked her naked around to the back of the car where they let her squat and expel their semen while she peed in the dirt before they placed her in the trunk. She curled up and fell asleep and didn't wake up until the trunk was opened. The bright sunlight hurt her eyes and she clenched them tightly closed as she was led naked across a gravel driveway. The sharp stones dug into the soft flesh of her soles until she reached the house and was nudged down some smooth concrete steps into a cellar. The room was cool and damp and the floor sloped downward gently. She slowly opened her eyes and realized that she was in a wine cellar. The walls were rough stone and there were casks and racks of bottles lining the passageway. Two women, one black, one white held her by the arms and led her past the casks. The two guards wore floor length black hooded robes that parted when they walked exposing long legs and open high heeled shoes. Darlene remembered she was hungry and very thirsty and softly asked for something to drink, but her two robed escorts ignored her. They stopped in front of a dark wooden door and one escort pulled a chain out from between her breasts and with the key unlocked it. The room was about ten feet square, with a heavy wooden framed bed along one wall. The mattress was bare and there were wrought iron rings at each corner. The floor sloped to a small drain in the center of the room. Darlene was led inside, her wrists secured in leather cuffs and the cuffs attached to a chain that hung from the ceiling. The white escort slipped off her gown and worked naked. For nearly half an hour Darlene was stroked and caressed until she was squirming with desire. Her dark swollen nipples ached, especially the left one, bitten then cut and torn by the switchblade, were rock hard. Her clitoral hood had stopped oozing blood from having the ring ripped out, yet her sex was swollen and wet with arousal. They ignored her pleas for release and her promises to do anything. They just chuckled and said, "We know. Of course you will." Then the second escort had her half-hour with Darlene. She too stripped off her gown. Darlene thought the black woman's body was carved like a goddess, but the goddess never smiled. She just worked silently, using a thin leather strap to redden Darlene from her toes to her chin. She finally stepped back and smiled when Darlene's entire body was covered with stripes and bright red lines. Then the black goddess leaned close, whispered into Darlene's ear that she'd let her come, just once, if she really wanted to. Darlene eagerly nodded her head, her mouth too dry to talk her, body too weak to fight. The black goddess reached down between Darlene's dark thighs and began to massage her swollen, tender clit. Darlene was dancing on her toes, close to coming when the escort stepped back and without warning snapped her wrist upward and drove the leather strap between Darlene's legs. "Aieee," Darlene cried out and sagged in her bonds. Stunned by the force of the blow and the shock of the pain that centered on her sex. The force of the blow lifted her off her feet and Darlene danced on her toes as she tried to catch her breath. A second blow caught her and she went over the edge. She was climaxing, bleeding, and pissing herself at the same time. She was left hanging, crying and shaking as her bowels loosened for a second time. Darlene had no idea how long she hung there naked, covered in sweat, her feet in her own mess. Her arms ached then went numb. Her shoulders ached then they too went numb. She couldn't feel her body at all when the door opened. She could barely lift her head. Someone came in and she was suddenly bathed in bright hot lights. The lights surrounded her, then just as suddenly they were extinguished and she was left hanging naked and alone again. Sometime later, the two escorts arrived and sprayed her with a garden hose. The ice cold water stung her body and dug into the bruised flesh renewing the feeling, but also reviving the aches and pains. Darlene was just happy to get the mess off her feet and even managed a meek, 'thank you' when the escorts finished. The escort who had used the whip to make her come, massaged her shoulders and her back and then her belly until the feeling was back in her body. She gave her a quart bottle of spring water to drink and gently caressed her breasts while she carefully poured the water into her mouth. She was beginning to relax and wanted to talk, but the first escort then whipped her. Again it aroused it her until she was close to a climax, but the white tormentor didn't give her the release she begged for. Instead she was whipped until she cried out and fainted. She awoke lying spread-eagled on the bed and waited in the dark for the next treatment. A different white woman came this time. A short, slender woman with oversized breasts and pierced nipples straddled Darlene, her knees pressing against her waist. She had short red hair on her head and none anywhere else. Darlene satisfied her with her mouth and tongue and then the redhead whipped the soles of Darlene's feet until she fainted. For three days, she was suspended for two hours, tied to the bed spread-eagled for four hours, then tied up and whipped again. She came often and fainted often. When the escorts arrived with her little black dress, she was suspended in the center of the room, bathed with warm sponges and a soft bristled brush. The escorts shaved her completely from head to toe, first using a battery powered shaver, then they coated her with a white depilatory cream which they massaged into her flesh then wiped clean with alcohol sponges. The stroking and cool wipes aroused her nearly to climax, but they denied her release. Her skin was then covered with soothing oils and lotions until her ebony body glowed before they slipped the dress over her head and stepped back to admire her. Darlene realized she'd lost about five pounds. For a brief moment she wondered why she'd never tried a fasting before, but she knew why. She liked food. Not eating was not natural. But she was pleased at how loose the dress felt around her hips and was smiling when the redhead entered the cell. The redhead smiled as she walked around the still suspended Darlene, her hands lightly caressing her, arousing her. She reached down and touched her naked sex and discovered Darlene was wet and her lips swollen with desire. The redhead stepped away and nodded to the two escorts who had slipped into their black hooded robes. Darlene was blindfolded and a loose hood slipped over her head then led upstairs where she was paraded barefooted around a large chamber. She lost count of the number of hands that groped at her breasts, pinched her nipples, poked under her skirt and probed at one or the other of her openings. She was taken gently by each arm and led to a platform. The escorts helped her step up several steps and stood beside her while a stern voice read her charges to the group. "Theft, deceit, fraud, and conspiracy," were the charges announced to the assembled group. "What say you?" Voices from all corners of the room called out penalties. Some called for her to be enslaved. Others called for her to be disfigured. One even suggested her death. "The court has heard your calling of penalties. It is the judgment of this court that she be auctioned to the highest bidder. Many of you have seen the video or witnessed the training sessions of the past week." The voice paused and the escorts pulled Darlene's dress over her head. They placed her arms behind her back and put each elbow in the palm of the other hand. One escort knelt down and moved her feet apart and Darlene felt cold metal rings as they were closed around her ankles. Then a leather harness was wrapped around her waist; her wrists secured to it. The hood was removed and Darlene heard the hushed collective sighs as her face and shaved head were exposed to the assembled guests. The escorts sucked briefly on each nipple until they were erect then stepped down off the stage. "Come, inspect her as you wish," the ominous voice said. Darlene couldn't tell if it was a man or a woman. It didn't matter. "The bidding will open in half an hour. The bidding starts at thirty thousand." Darlene realized that this was how she was expected to repay the money she and her boss had conspired to steal. They'd manipulated paperwork and confiscated property then sold it without warning, without due process. Apparently this was one of their victims' paybacks. Darlene was touched and probed and fingers poked into her mouth, her sex and her anus. Her nipples were pulled, twisted and sucked, even bitten. She could hear the women talking quietly among themselves but their voices were a buzz, her body was alive, she was alive. Live don't die, she kept repeating to herself. When the bidding was over, Darlene was surprised that someone would pay over forty thousand dollars for a beaten abused and slightly overweight black woman. But she'd already shown she was tough. She was sure she'd be able to survive. A hood was put over her head and she was led out of the building. She even smiled inside her hood as she was led naked outside and placed in the back seat of another limousine. If the woman who bought her could afford that kind of money for a sex slave, she probably lived in a very nice home. Darlene lay her head on the new matron's lap and began to kiss her thighs before the car had pulled out onto the road. Better a high valued sex slave, than a dead thief, she decided and put her mouth where her matron's money was.