6 comments/ 32485 views/ 3 favorites Caught Again Ch. 02 By: Thissle I had decided to give myself a treat. I had taken a few days vacation to just do nothing. I went to get a massage, mani, pedi and my hair done. Feeling really good about myself I left the salon with one thing on my mind, sex. All the guys that had been my fuck buddies turned into nothing but friends of my husband's, especially Sam. Sam was guy with the little whip for my nasty little slut pussy. It was strange to me now that when the guys got together for guys night, they did nothing but drink beer, watch sports or play poker. I was beginning to think my pussy had lost its appeal. We had fucked every day for about a month after the last time I had been caught. I had sucked each one and fucked them all well, several times a night. Guess they were bored. What really sucked, I promised John that I wouldn't fool around with anyone but the guys from the first night he caught me and tried to teach me a lesson. It was a lesson that was a red letter day for my smooth shaved pussy. Thinking back on that night made me angry every time the guys came over and ignored me. I thought a day of just me and my dildos, hiney beads and maybe a porn flick or two would be relaxing. I had a really good variety. Big ones, smaller ones for my ass, and some that probably should be illegal. I liked to stuff myself full, grind around on the bed or floor hunching a pillow or the corner of the mattress while watching people fucking, while I got myself off for 4 to 6 hours. My pussy was starting its little quiver thing. I loved when I thought about sex. My pussy had this little thing it did. It was almost like it had its own little vibrator hooked conveniently around my clit and up in my vagina to just the right spot, then wired over to my ass. I could think of big cocks in my mouth, pussy, ass, hands and have orgasms one right after the other. My husband John thought that was just the most amazing thing when we were dating. I think that is why he married me. I don't think he knew just how much it took to make the internal vibrator turn off. He found it took at least 5 or 6 cocks that didn't get tired easily. He had wanted to get another girl in on the action. I said no, I wanted all the cocks for just me. I wanted all or nothing. Nothing was what I was getting lately. I really hate a whining woman, but as of late that is what I had become. I just had not had enough cock. Dildos are great for an afternoon of relaxing, but they take too fucking much effort. I like it when I can lay back or on hands and knees and just lift my ass up like a dog backing up to a stud dog and start hunching. Cocks seemed to have a mind of their own. After my hunching starts their owners just flipped me around for pussy, ass or mouth. That was how it was suppose to be. I had been reduced to dildos every day. I had a reason to whine. I do remember the fun times John and I used to have. I had a pair of vibrator panties with a remote that I used for emergencies when I was single and not at home or with a man. After I married I would use them for nights out on the town with John. He would, of course hold the remote as all men do. His favorite was when we would be at a dinner party, preferably a formal one. I would spend hours getting ready to look just right and would end up spilling things, making whimpering noises, and a host of other things trying not to look obvious when I came, over and over and over. We would go home and spend the rest of the night fucking. He would fuck my pussy, my ass, my mouth until he was tired, then he would used my dildos to keep me going until he was ready to go again. Home at last. I had to get these stupid thoughts out of my mind. I was getting soft. I knew what I liked,I knew how to get it. I had been doing it for a very long time. Since there were no big cocks around, the dildos would do. I hit the door stripping as I went. \ There was no need to wait until I got to the bedroom. I was like an alcoholic hiding booze around the house. Just inside the door was an umbrella stand. In the bottom was an 8 inch long, 3 inch diameter, hard vibrating dildo. I fished it out and turned it on. It immediately went in my pussy like a magnet. I was already swollen from just thinking about a fucking hard, hard, stomach wrenching orgasm. I dropped to my knees and held myself up with one hand and started the pumping. The orgasms started sweet, right at the clit, they started building and ending up in my tummy. It was good, but not enough. Women that needed sex like me shouldn't have to resort to this. I took my dildo over to the couch and slid it in my pussy while I climbed up on the arm of the couch. It was an overstuffed arm, so the dildo sank just far enough to hold the dildo and for me to hunch up and down, up and down, over and over. I licked my fingers then reached up and slowly circled my soft nipples. My nipples became hard very quickly. I picked up my heavy breasts and started sucking the hard nipples, first one then the other. I loved biting them just a little until it started to hurt then eased up and just licked them like they were lollipops. The orgasms became stronger. It was time for the bedroom. More and bigger play cocks in there. I stepped down and my foot was wet. I thought what the hell? I went into the kitchen to find water pouring from under the sink. Great, I have no real cocks to fuck and now I have to give up my afternoon for this. Ah wait, the plumber. Maybe my day was looking up after all. John couldn't possibly be mad if I get the plumber over here to fix the sink and then stay, get paid with pussy or ass. He and his little gang weren't giving it to me, so what the hell. I took out my cell phone and dialed Randy, our plumber. He had fucked me before, why not now. Maybe he had some friends. Maybe at least three cocks, one for each hole. Although 5 or 6 was better because I loved to watch them stroke their cocks as they wait their turn. As the familiar quivering pussy thing started I unconsciously stuffed the still vibrating cock in my pussy as I waited for the answer to my plumbing problem and hopefully my smooth, quivering pussy problem too. Randy answered his cell phone. I could see his huge cock as he answered. A hard orgasm swept over me. He knew my number because I used to call him for plumbing problems several times a week. At first I would unhook something under one of the sinks as an excuse, but he finally told me not to bother, he would come anyway and it just wasted time I finally said hello as I finished yet another hard orgasm. The first thing he asked was this a real emergency or a pleasure emergency. I told him about the sink and suggested he bring more help because it was really flooding the house. He laughed, he knew what I wanted. I know he could hear the vibrating and my gasps as I spoke. He was at another job but said he could get someone else to finish up. After he hung up I thought about getting something to put on, but decided he might hurry with the job if I didn't. It seemed like forever but I finally heard his truck pull in. I looked out the window and saw 2 other guys getting out of the truck. Very nice, my day was looking up. I got to the door before he even rang the bell. I was completely naked except for a sheer pair of panties with a little red bow on them. They were thongs so when I turned to show them in, all they saw was a little piece of white material moving back and forth between my ass cheeks. I lead them into the kitchen. None of the men even looked surprised, although they did look pleased. My nipples were a little swollen from my sucking and rubbing and my pussy was hanging a bit from the self assault I had imposed on it. I have very light skin, so any kind of rubbing causes redness and puffiness. I do love the feel of a puffy pussy. Randy must have filled them in on what kind of job this would be. I crawled up on the breakfast table and asked could I watch. Of course they said it was fine with them. I have always been one to be blunt, especially when I wanted sex. I asked Randy if he and his friends would be able to stay a while after they fixed the sink. He just winked at me and said he would be glad to service me. I asked his friends if they could stay too and just by the huge bulge in their jeans I could tell they would be staying also. As they worked on the sink I asked Randy if he had to have both of them to help. I was sitting with my legs pulled up and spread wide. Both my arms were on the inside of my legs, helping hold my legs apart. Even when I was younger it never seemed I could get them spread wide enough. By then I was using the dildo casually, his helpers were watching intently. He said they may as well both help me because they sure as hell weren't helping him. Both men were nice looking, although for me that wasn't a prerequisite, just so the cock got hard. Actually the guy didn't even have to be that experienced. My body was a hunching machine so they could follow my lead without problems. I don't think anyone has ever had performance anxiety around me. I am in a world of my own "pussy mind" as John calls it. I tensed a little thinking his name. I had promised I wouldn't fuck anyone but his buddies, but fake cock wasn't' doing the trick today. What would he do if he did come home early, punish me? I remembered the last time he tried to punish me. It was one of the best sex nights I had ever spent. It was worth the risk. Who was I kidding, what risk? I think it might be good for John to come home and find me sucking a strange cock. Maybe he would get the gang back to the normal routine. Being in a rut is fine with me as long as that rut is my pussy. The shorter of the 2 men, Jack, was the first to shed his clothes. I had hit the jackpot on this one. He had to have a cock as big as the dildo I was still fucking. The other guy, Matt, was right behind him, stripping down. His cock was nice too. It was just perfect for my ass. Not as thick. I had found from "pussy whipping Sam" that pain gave me orgasms too, so size wasn't really an issue. My pussy was very ready. It had the usual swollen look that was inviting in the cock that was just inches away from my smooth pussy. I could feel my little puffy pussy slightly opening and then retract like it knew on its own something was going to give it what it needed, a proper banging. I could tell my pussy was wet, but I stayed slightly swollen so often it would take that cock to open it up and let the slippery liquid start to flow. Jack walked up to the table and looked down on me. He told me to lean back, so I did. I find when a man tells you to do something he has something in mind. As I leaned back on my hands Jack pulled my hips forward to the edge of the table. I still had my legs spread as wide as I could. He held his hard cock in his hand and rubbed it from my asshole to my clit. An orgasm immediately took my breath. He looked at me and smiled. He asked me was I always this horny? I just flat told him I was a cock sucking slut. With that his cock began to swell a little more, something I didn't think possible. I couldn't wait to feel the hot cum that was going to fill me up and get me ready for the next hard cock. He once again took his cock and rubbed it up and down my pussy. My pussy did not like that at all, it didn't like teasing. I moved my ass a little off the table and my pussy grabbed at the huge cock. Jack took a step back and started stoking his cock. Matt, the other helper was doing the same. Randy was standing just a step or so behind and had his cock in hand too. I asked them what the fuck. Jack said if I really liked cock and wanted them, I would have to beg. At first I was a little put out, but I also knew I was horny enough to do just that. I asked what they would do if I didn't want to beg. Randy said he had another job that was just as lucrative. I knew what he meant. There was more than one horny slut in town. I immediately came off the table and was on my knees in front of the three cocks. I loved to watch a man stoke his cock for me, but I always had at least one in my pussy and one in my ass while they were doing it. My pussy was aching now, so I didn't mind begging. It really turned me on, if truth be told. I had found that out a few months back while John and his buddies had watched television as I lay on the floor tied up, spread eagle, with a vibrating dildo just an inch inside my pussy. That night I begged for an hour or more before I got a good fucking. I told Jack to please fuck me. He shook his head with a smile on his face. I looked at the other two men and they just smiled too. I reached up, held the tip of his cock, and licked from his balls to the tip of his now throbbing cock. As I came up to the tip I raised up a little and took the whole length of his cock down my throat. I was fingering my pussy hard while I began to suck his cock hard then softly lick from the balls to the tip, then down hard again slightly letting my teeth grip his cock as I took the whole length down my throat. His head went back and he groaned like a man in pain. I let go of his cock and crawled over to Matt. I licked the length of his shaft and took it all down my throat in one stroke. I pulled my mouth off his cock and licked both my palms. I grabbed his cock two handed and started stroking one hand over the other, like he was getting never ending pussy. Then I crawled over to Randy. He had done all the work so I sucked on his cock until he almost came. I pulled back off his cock and once again begged for cock in my pussy or ass. I didn't care where they put it, I was truly begging by this point. Jack was down on the floor before I could get ready. I was still on all fours. He got behind me and pulled my ass to him. There was no teasing this time. In one stroke he rammed his cock all the way in my little swollen pussy and hit bottom. I told him that is what I have been wanting. Please don't take it out. Please fuck my pussy hard. And hard he did, in and out, harder and harder. Matt was on his knees poking his cock at my mouth. It hit my cheek first and I felt the smooth pre-cum slide his cock into my mouth. Now this is what I had wanted. At least two cocks. One was never enough. Jack and Matt had hit a rhythm. Jack would hit my pussy with his thick cock and my mouth would engulf Matts cock. I was rocking back and forth. I looked up and saw Randy still stroking his cock. I gave him a look that I meant as a plea. I wanted him in the mix somehow. He told the guys to hold up for a second. It took them a minute to slow down, but both stopped and stood up. I had misread Randy's intent. Please don't go. Please don't stop. I gotta have cock in my pussy, mouth and ass. Please don't stop. Randy reached over and patted me like he was petting a little puppy. He reached down and grabbed my elbow. He pulled me down to the den with the big round white rug. He had fucked me there before many times, so I knew they weren't through. I started thanking them for staying. I was almost whimpering. Cocks were the only thing that could make me appear soft as a kitten. Randy asked Jack if he wanted ass or pussy. He said nice tight ass. I still hadn't had an orgasm since I got the cocks I wanted. I begged them once more to please just fuck me, fuck me anyway they wanted, just fucking do it. Randy laughed and laid down on his back on the rug. He didn't have to tell me what to do. I was on his stiff cock in a flash. I was hunching so hard and fast, Jack was having a hard time getting to my ass. Randy reached up a barely gave me a slap on my cheek. It brought me back to my senses. He told me to be still for a minute. I stopped, but my pussy was vibrating so fast I could feel it in my throat. Before I knew it Jack had slammed my ass hard. I was in full motion then. Randy's cock would slam my pussy then Jack's cock would slam deep in my ass. I was so full, but I wanted more. I once again pleaded for Matt to let me suck his cock. I think the begging wasn't necessary anymore, but it was getting me hotter to beg for cock. I had always been a real cock sucking slut, but now I was enjoying begging for it. Two more cocks would have been great, but this was enough for now. Jack and Randy had their cocks going in and out at the same time. I would be pumped full then almost empty. Both cocks were in and out, in and out, making a slick sucking sound as they drove them in and out, harder and harder. My hunching was in over drive now. I was raising my hips then tucking them to make sure I didn't miss either cock. I was having the orgasms I was used to now. They were deep and seemed to go to the pit of my stomach with each pump. I still had Matts cock in my mouth. I was just sucking. It wasn't going in or out. I didn't want it out of my mouth, just a hard suck. I loved to fuck and I loved to suck cock. Matt suddenly exploded in my mouth. The cum was hot and tasty, just like I like it. I opened my mouth to smile and it just slowly dripped down my breast. The hot cum ran onto my nipples and sent another wave through my pussy as Jack and Randy both came at the same time. Randy came inside me and Jack pulled his cock out of my ass and stroked the last of his cum on my ass. My day had indeed picked up. I stood up with cum barely starting to dribble down my leg. My now severely swollen pussy didn't seem to want to let it go. The heat from the cum was still hot inside me. That heat and the quiver of my pussy sent another orgasm down my body. I finally got my bearings and could stand up straight. As I leaned back on a table to rest I turned and there stood John. He was not smiling. The three men got up and dressed quickly. John asked Randy was my hot pussy and ass enough payment for whatever he came to fix. He nodded and the three men left hurriedly. I started saying I was sorry. I went over to John and he just looked down at me with a hardened look on his face. He finally started talking. He reminded me of the agreement we had. I was getting pissed off by then and I reminded him that it had been a week since I had his cock, let alone the 5 others he had promised me. His stare hardened. He reached over and took the dildo I had been using earlier. He turned it on, grabbed me by my tangled hair, bent me over and stuck it in my pussy. Did he think this was going to bother me? It felt good, really good. He was ramming it in my pussy hard. Pulling it all the way out and then ramming it in again and again. He pulled me down to the floor and told me to clean up the mess my friends and I had made. He threw a dish rag to me. I cleaned the floor as he fucked my pussy with the dildo. The fucking was feeling really good even though I was cleaning the floor of the cum from my little party. He pulled the fake cock out suddenly. I instinctively started backing up still hunching trying to find the huge cock. A hard slap took my breath as the palm of his hand landed squarely on my hunching pussy. I came again hard. This just made him angrier than he was. John sat in the chair. I started to get up, he put his foot on my ass so I didn't move. I stayed on my hands and knees. I couldn't see him, but I heard him open his phone. He told Sam to get the whip, round up the guys. He had found me again fucking 3 guys, so he had decided to go to plan B. He shut the phone and tossed it on the table. He took his foot off my ass but I didn't move. I told him if he was mad at me he could take the dildo and fuck my ass until I begged him to stop and I would suck him off too. He wasn't buying any of that. He again grabbed my hair pulling me off my hands and knees. He told me Sam and the guys would be here in an hour. I was getting excited again. He saw the look on my face and knew what I was thinking. He walked over to an end table with me in tow, his hand still firmly grasping my hair. He opened the draw and pulled out my collar and leash. John said it looked like the bitch dog needed her collar again. Caught Again Ch. 02 He pulled me outside. It wasn't cold but it was cool enough for clothes. He leashed me to a rail on the deck. I asked were the guys coming to punish me again. He just shook his head. Nope, you are way past that. We are going to take you for a little ride. My pussy throbbed, wondering what that meant. Where were we going and more importantly, was I going to get to fuck again tonight? The guys showed up and one at a time looked out on the deck through the French doors. They laughed at me naked on the porch with a little my shiver going on. I was still fingering my pussy to get myself off. I was getting bored with that. I needed something big. I could get my whole hand in my pussy, but pumping it was not easy. I just wiggled my fingers around for a deeper orgasm. Sam would come out on the deck with his little whip and tell me to open my legs. I was very dutiful to his request. It was good for an instant orgasm. I asked him to whip it more, but he would only whip my pussy three times, just enough for an orgasm, but not good enough to satisfy me. John came out on the deck and unleashed me. He gave me a little jerk and pulled me through the house. The others just followed along. I was trying to carry on a little bit of a conversation. John told me to shut up. The only thing I could do was beg for cock. He said that was all I thought about, so that was all I could talk about. The guys all laughed. I know I am a pretty good fuck. I wondered what John had over these guys or how he convinced them not to fuck me at will. All of them knew I would fuck them if they came to the house. The guys all loaded into the van John used for work. I was laid across the three men, face down in the back seat. I could feel their cocks getting hard. They were thinking about what was to come I bet. I hope where ever we were going included time for them to bang my pussy and ass. As we drove the men spanked my ass until it was stinging. I was told not to make a sound unless it was begging for cock. For the second time today I found myself begging for cock. I made a whimpering sound each time they slapped my ass. Then I begged for one of them to let me jack them off. Another slap, let me suck cock. I will suck it dry, I promised. Another slap, please, please, fuck my ass, fuck my pussy. This continued for about 30 minutes. We finally came to a stop. The doors opened and I found myself in a part of town I had never been before. It looked like a warehouse district. I started feeling a little frightened, although I knew John would never really physically hurt me badly. He just wanted to humiliate me in front of his buddies to show who was boss. I was really fine with that as long as I got fucked and I got to suck cock. I didn't understand what all this cloak and dagger stuff was about. We walked up to a warehouse building that was seemingly deserted. I was getting really curious now. John grabbed my leash and pulled my head down. He told me to keep it that way. I bent over and he pulled me into the building. I raised my head to see where I was. It was a dimly lit large warehouse. My eyes were having trouble adjusting. Then I saw it. It was a raised stage, sort of like a boxing ring, but without the ropes and not as high. John pulled me again to follow him. My eyes were now seeing what I was in for. In arena seats around the stage were men, a lot of men. They were all naked or half way naked and they were all stroking their cocks. There was a woman on the stage with a cock in her mouth, one in her ass, one in her pussy and two very large cocks in each hand. Okay, I could do this. I had become somewhat an exhibitionist. In fact the image of the woman made my swollen, puffy pussy start to move on its own. I was having orgasms watching this woman get fucked just like I liked it. If that was going to happen to me, pull me on up there now, hell I would crawl if it would get me up there. John pulled me down again. As I walked down the aisle, bent over, John stopped. A man reached out and rubbed my pussy noting how smooth it was. He handed John something, then went back to stroking his cock and watching the woman that was having a great time from what I could see. We walked a little further. John stopped again. This time a man stood up. John turned me so the man could see my pussy. John told me to beg the man to fuck me. I was beginning to feel a little foolish. I didn't know these men and there were a lot more than I thought a first. This suddenly didn't feel like a game John was playing. His games came from anger because I loved cock and wanted to fuck as many as possible. Was I going to fuck them all? John motioned to Sam and he hit my pussy lips with the whip. I came again. The man that had stood up seemed to really like that. I started begging the man to fuck me. I begged and begged, but the man just stroked my pussy. He asked me how much it would cost. I looked up at John in disbelief. We were here for him to get men to pay to fuck me. The whip hit once more and I started hunching with each pop. I found myself getting hotter than I had ever been. My tits were burning and I started sucking them hard. I fingered myself and kept coming. I finally told the man to please fuck me, but he had to pay. He asked how much. I was having orgasms one on top of the other. This was really turning me on. I was wondering why John was not mad and why he let me keep having orgasms. I told the man I really needed cock in my ass and pussy and please pay John $100.00 for my pussy and another $100.00 for my ass. The man reached in and handed over the $200.00. The man asked could he also fuck my tits while I sucked them for a hundred more. Sure was all I could reply. I was ready to get fucked, but John pulled me down the aisle. As he stopped again, I finally realized what was going to happen here. He was going to parade me around to each and every guy in this warehouse, make me beg them to fuck me as I told them how much I wanted them to pay my husband. I started looking around for other women in my same predicament, but none were to be found except the one on the stage. I loved cock, but there must be a hundred guys in there. She suddenly looked very worn and tired up on that stage. John could see the look of horror on my face, he and the others started laughing. Sam said he thought plan B just might work. John then gently pulled me down to my hands and knees. He bent down level and looked into my eyes. He said it would be best if I didn't embarrass him. Now I would be crawling up to all these men with John at the reins and Sam with his cock extension of a whip. I was truly scared. I started to beg and whimpering to go home but the whip on my pussy was the only answer I got. To be continued. Caught Again Ch. 03 This is the continuation of a story about a woman that is totally over sexed, pure and simple. It isn't about romance, relationship, or the characters personality outside their love of sex and control. Feel free to comment...love it, like it, not like it, absolutely hate it, but please do it in the context of "It's a fuck story." The main focus is to make pussies wet and dicks hard when people read it. * Pamela and John had been married for 7 years. She and John had fucked, sucked and done about everything possible in the realm of sexuality. Pamela was a slut. John really loved that about her, but when he couldn't give her enough, which would take up the whole of his waking hours, she would fuck and suck anything with a hard on. She had been punished for that one tiny character flaw several times, and enjoyed every minute of it. She loved it when John got mad when he found her with a strange cock in her mouth, pussy or ass. It just meant she was in for yet more cocks, more fucking, ending with him fucking her for the remainder of the night. This time she thought she may be out of her league. She now found herself in a seemingly deserted warehouse that had been turned into a sex show. It was fairly dark, but not too dark for Pamela to see the men sitting in theater type chairs, some half clothed, some naked, all stroking their cocks. There was just one other woman in this sea of men. She was up on the low stage being fucked and filled in every hole. She also had both hands full with two of the biggest cocks Pamela had ever seen. Pamela would have been hunching by now, but she was actually afraid of the sight of a cock for the first time in her life. As she thought of how pleased this must be making John, the fear started to subside and it was replaced with sheer determination. She was healthy, she worked out, she had lasted for 10 hours or more of steady fucking for days on end. She began to think that she would not let her husband have the satisfaction of breaking her. She knew down deep he really enjoyed watching her with men. He loved the rush of seeing her suck strange cock, have her pussy and ass fucked marathon style. He love it because he could then do his control thing, put a collar around her neck, whip her pussy and ass and rationalize it away as something he had to do, not something he enjoyed doing. John had collected $500.00 so far from just two men. Pamela wondered if she could beg all the men in this building to fuck her and get them to pay to do it. She felt a new surge of energy and decided to just relax and enjoy what was to come. She could rest another day. Pamela had found that the little whip that her husband's right hand man Sam kept for her tits and pussy made her come as much as cock did. She thought if she acted badly or scared, maybe John would have his henchman to whip her pussy and ass as they made their way through the rows of men. She saw how it excited the last man she begged to pay to fuck her. She could have her orgasms and maybe entice the men to fuck her along the way. She suddenly felt the tug of the pink collar pulling her forward. She was on her hands and knees now following John to the front row directly in front of the stage. She stopped and whimpered, acting like she was terrified. Just as she had predicted, John gave Sam the look. He leaned forward and brought the whip upward between her legs. She tugged on the leash and once again the whip found its way to her pussy, then back down on her ass. She felt the warm feeling on her clit. Pamela knew one more slap of the whip and she would come. She stopped and sat on the hard concrete floor. John pulled her forward and back to her hands and knees . His anger started rising again, the look, then slap directly on the pussy and she started coming hard. Her ass rose up to meet the pop of the whip. Three men stood up to get a good look. She started her deep hunch. She hunched down, then up to meet the whip. The three men that had come to watch were stroking their cocks over her. She looked up at them and started her begging. Please, please fuck my pussy. Fuck my ass, fuck my mouth. John took a step back to allow the men to get a closer look. One bent down and gently stroked her smooth pussy. Evidently this was the one thing the men could do without paying. One asked could he kiss her pussy since it was so swollen, maybe even lick it. Pamela looked up and with a very calculated smile said it would probably make it easier to fuck if he licked for a few minutes to soothe the sting. The man started leaning over, but Pamela tucked her hips under. She looked back over her shoulder sheepishly and simply said, $50.00 dollars please to lick my pussy. The man didn't flinch. He wasn't wearing anything but a shirt. His pants were folded neatly on the back of his seat. He pulled out a $50.00 dollar bill from his shirt pocket and handed it absently over to John. He was on his knees very quickly. He took his tongue and licked from her clit to her asshole. Pamela automatically stuck her ass up as high as she could raise it to meet the cool tongue. The man systematically went down to her clit and up to her asshole. He started a rhythm that Pamela was meeting with her ass hunching with each lick. He licked her very gently. It did feel good to Pamela, but she wasn't going to get an orgasm from it. She started backing up while keeping the steady hunch going. The man was licking her pussy while holding himself up on one hand. His other hand was stroking his hard cock. Pamela pushed back for her last stroke when she felt the familiar tug on her neck. The man's tongue disconnected and her orgasm was left for her to get out of thin air. Her hand went automatically to her pussy. John reached down and pulled her hand away. Sam did pop her pussy with the whip and she recovered the orgasm. John told the man that was more than $50.00 worth. The man scrambled up to his feet reaching to his pocket for more money, then stopped as if he had just remembered something. Pamela was still backing up to find something that just wasn't there, her hunch was meeting thin air. She was figuring all this out quickly because she immediately started begging the man to pay to fuck her. Whatever hole he wanted was fine with her. The man and his two friends each pulled out a $100.00 bill and John reached out and stuck them in the pocket with the rest of his fuck money. Pamela noticed something she hadn't before. There was man following them a few steps back. As the men gave John the money, the man following would tear off a ticket and hand it to the men that had paid. There were numbers on them. The three men each took a ticket, but they all had the same number. Must be the way they decide which men gang banged the person on the stage. This wasn't an event that was thrown together overnight. These guys did this on a regular basis. Like a secret mens club or something. Wish I could become a member, maybe John was. He once again tugged on her leash. Her knees were getting a little sore. She stopped and asked John if she could get up and walk upright. He laughed at her and said no, you don't deserve to be walking upright. You stay down and walk around like the bitch dog you are. She started to get up anyway. She saw Sam ready with the whip cock, but John put his hand up signaling a no. Instead he asked a man sitting in front of where they were parading her around if he could use his lap to show his wife a lesson. The man asked how much it would cost him. Evidently any touch of a woman here cost, except for the pussy stroking. John told him not a cent. This one's on me. John pulled on the leash and Pamela got to her feet only to have John grab her by her hair and roughly place her over the man's lap. She was positioned where her feet barely touched the floor on one side of the man's lap and her head, arms and tits were hanging off the other side. This put her ass directly in the middle of the man's lap and also made her ass rise high in the air. John took his hand and started rubbing her ass lovingly. He started telling her how he was sorry he had to be so mean to her pretty alabaster round ass. He wanted to make it feel nice because in a few minutes it was going to be so swollen and her ass an pussy were going to be turned inside out from the fucking they were going to get. Pamela was a little scared, but of course turned on at the same time. Pain didn't bother her as long as she had those orgasms that ripped her body apart. She started her hunching. John's rubbing gave way suddenly to a loud smack on her ass. This time it wasn't the little whip cock, but his full hand against her soft white ass. She let out a scream that filled the warehouse. She had never had a slap hurt so badly. He again raised his hand and came down hard on her ass. Once again she screamed with the pain. The flat of his palm against the whelps from the whip cock were almost too much to bear. John leaned over in her ear and whispered not to embarrass him with her childish screaming. She was a big girl that knew she was bad and needed this to make her learn how to treat him. One thing John hadn't counted on was half of the men in the warehouse were crowding around to see the pretty white ass being spanked. Pamela took the moment to her advantage. She started begging the men to pay to fuck her or use her anyway they wanted so he would stop spanking her. She told them in a pitiful voice that she wouldn't be able to fuck them like they wanted if her ass hurt too much. She continued her little ruse telling them she knew she was bad and thought she had been punished enough by spanking, that she needed lots of cock to show her how bad she was. She bent her head down as if starting to cry, but instead started sucking on her tits. She knew all the men would love that. She was right. The men started saying they wanted a piece of that. Some were talking about shoving their cocks in her mouth, between her tits, up her ass. Men were grouping up to arrange gang bang groups. Some were just stroking their cocks that were already glistening with precum. Pamela felt a surge of power now. She stood up still sucking her tits. She sat down on the man's lap and spread her legs wide. The man reacted by spreading his legs to make her stretch open even wider. One man with a huge cock told John he would pay 500.00 right now to fuck her pussy. The man whose lap she was sitting in also offered 500.00 to fuck her in the ass at the same time. Pamela continued to hunch on the man's lap and suck her tits like she was content to do just that. But, she could see the red face of her husband that had been embarrassed by her act of defiance. She quickly recovered by begging John to let her have some cock. She started telling him she knew she was bad, but she couldn't help herself because she just loved cock. She told him after tonight she would be only his cock whore and no one else unless he gave her permission. She had saved her husband ego while hopefully convincing him the show could start now. Her pussy was starting to get really wet. This didn't go unnoticed by all the men. They started offering John outrageous amounts of money to fuck her. The two men that had wanted to fuck then and there gave John the money they had promised. John agreed they could do her right there. Pamela kept sucking her tits as she lifted up a little to allow the man whose lap she was in to quickly undo his pants. A huge cock popped out. The second man was already poised for action in front of her. He too had a big cock. They were rock hard. Sam and John took one arm and one leg and lowered Pamela down on the man's cock. Her ass immediately, and in one motion consumed his cock. A shock wave went through her body as her ass automatically started squeezing his cock. She started coming as soon as the cock hit bottom. The man groaned and leaned back in the seat to allow the other man in front of her to aim his thick cock at her pussy. All the men were engrossed by the big cock in her ass pumping her making her pussy swell out with each pump. The second man didn't take time to ease it in. He too rammed his cock into her pussy as the cock in her ass receded. They started a motion like two pendulums out of sync. The cock in her ass would go in and the cock in her pussy would go out. Back and forth the two men were ramming their cocks hard on her ass and pussy. Pamela was finally getting what she loved. She had two cocks filling her to the brim. John and Sam had to hold her by the shoulders to keep her balanced to enjoy the cocks. John started asking her was it was good, did she love the cocks in her pussy and ass. She was in a daze and it was hard to think, but she managed to get out a little, yes, I love it, but not as much as your cock. You have the cock I want all the time. You have the best cock in the world, the cock I think about all the time. This made John very proud of himself. She smiled as he watched his wife trembling as the cocks repeatedly jabbed at her pussy and ass. Over and over they rammed her. She was having a solid orgasm. Every nerve in her body was feeling the pumping of the two cocks. Her pussy was having spasms that made the two men groan deep primal grunts. The first man started coming hard in her ass. She could feel each squirt of his cum. She started having an orgasm so intense she thought she would faint. She needed something on her tits. She started begging for the whip cock for her nipples. John nodded at Sam. Sam always had the whip cock ready for action. He started popping her nipples as the second man pulled out and took his cock with both his hands and started coming all over her tits. The cum along with the whip was too much for Pamela, so she let out a scream, letting all the men in the building know she was just getting started. After both the men had cum as much as they could, they all stood up and Pamela went down on her knees. It was like they were through, so move. She thought this was a little odd, but she also knew that she was there to be used. To be fucked many times, but then dumped where she was. She really didn't care, she was having too much fun. She thought in the back of her mind if John might bring her here at least once a week, maybe would satisfy her for a few days anyway. Her thoughts were broken by John at her side putting the leash back on her neck, with Sam giving her a little pop on the ass with his whip cock. Both Sam and John had become hard watching the display of her double fucking. They had both discarded their clothes at some point. She looked up to see two very hard cocks at mouth level. John told her to suck his cock off and do it quickly and then Sams so they could get back to business. Pamela ravenously grabbed Johns cock and started stroking it while pulling it in her mouth. She would suck then stroke, suck then stroke. Sam was giving her pussy tiny little pops making her come as she sucked. John finished quickly and she turned her attentions on Sam without taking a good breath. She loved to suck cock. She wanted something touching her pussy or in her pussy, but Sam was too busy getting blown to bother with the whip cock. John had wandered off a short distance gathering more money from different men so she took the opportunity to finger fuck her pussy. She loved having cock in her mouth but had the need to have a constant touch on her pussy. She finished off Sam, and John returned. Still on her knees started to rest for a moment, she was told to get up by the jerk of her leash. She stood up to see three women in front of her. They weren't smiling or showing any emotion at all. One of the women reached over by one of the aisle seats and pulled out a hose. She turn it on and cold water started spraying Pamela's cum drenched body. She methodically hosed her off like she was a dog being washed. The second woman took another hose and very gently put it at the mouth of her pussy. She barely inserted it and turn on the water to clean her pussy. She then did the same for her ass. Pamela was in shock. First because the water was cold and secondly because there were women dressed in very scant maids outfits washing her off like they were readying her for the next round. But, she found out that was exactly what they were doing. The third woman had a little pouch she was opening. She pulled out a little bottle of oil of some sort. She squeezed a small amount on her hand. As one of the hose women took her leash and pulled her slightly over, the woman with the oil gently, almost seductively rubbed her ass whelps. After a few strokes she moved to Pamela's pussy, once again slowing, rubbing her pussy in a very sensual manner. She would on occasion slip her finger into her pussy to deposit a little oil there. Pamela was really enjoying this break, but realized it too was to make her come. And that she did. She pushed against the woman's fingers. As she pushed the woman put 3 fingers in and wiggled them exactly where they would make her come. It was a sweet come, not like the banging she was used to. The oil woman rubbed her asshole with the oil and slightly fingered her ass. The last thing the "maids" did was take a warm fluffy towel and wipe her down to dry her completely, then gave her a little pat on her ass and said, good luck. Then they gathered their things and left. Pamela just stood there not knowing what to do. That was very nice and she felt revived. That was probably the idea. Fuck her well, but make sure the fuck holes of her body stayed in good working order and clean as well. She stood there being completely ignored for a good 5 minutes. John finally appeared and told her he was going to show her what she was there for. She was under the impression she already knew. He led her up right to the edge of the stage. The woman on the stage was being cleaned by the same maids that had cleaned her. Pamela was watching when a man that was totally nude came to the stage. He asked the crowd of men to grade her. That was odd. All sorts of things went through her mind. She was to get a grade. She suddenly felt like a piece of prime rib that was going to be graded. John started explaining to her that this was an exclusive club. To be in the club he had to show his wife was good enough for the members to fuck. They would pay for the opportunity to fuck each wife of the prospective members. How well the wives did determined if they were allowed to join as members, or not. The maids were member's wives that thought it a privilege to serve on initiation nights. If they were chosen to serve, after the show, they would get to chose who they got to go home with for a week. During that week, they got to be fucked any way and however much they liked. He continued explaining if he became a member the wives not chosen for maid duty were passed around by the members at different times to do their bidding. This could be one member or two or ten, just depending on what the men preferred. If they didn't perform well the members could be kicked out of the club. He told her if she didn't perform well tonight, he would not be allowed to join and that would make him very unhappy. Pamela thought she didn't care one way or the other. She knew how to get men to have sex with her. John's next explanation was not what she wanted to hear. If not chosen he would make sure she didn't have an orgasm for a month. He would restrain her in a way she could not possibly have an orgasm unless it was one she conjured up in her mind. She could do that easily, but had no intention of not having big cocks to suck, fuck and play with. She thought of her options and said in a very soft voice. You know I am your cock whore, so I will make you proud. You know I can outdo any woman that has ever been on that stage. He also told her that the men picked woman for what they liked to do. So this seemed like a win, win situation.