1 comments/ 17998 views/ 2 favorites Kelly Comes to California By: Sean Renaud I don't always start off a story with an introduction, certainly not with three of them but this is one of those times when I really feel it's necessary to explain to you, the reader, exactly who the people are in this story and how this sordid compilation of events came to pass. If I hadn't experienced it myself I wouldn't have believed it myself. You probably already know me and honestly I'm kinda vain so I'll introduce myself last. Which has me starting with Kelly's introduction. Kelly is a stunningly perfect Asian woman by which I mean she's a walking stereotype which honestly is what most of us want in an Asian. She's a petite five three and weighs in at just over one hundred pounds and jet black hair runs halfway down her back. She has lovely almond shaped eyes and full lips that naturally form a pout, or a snarl should the mood cross her. Great little ass too, the kind that instantly grabs your attention not because of its size but instead it's perfect scoop like shape. Kelly has a sun kissed bronze flesh and lots of nude sunbathing has made her the same color all over. Right down to her smooth shaved plump cunt. If I had a complaint about her it's that I'm a breast man. I got it bad, I'm prejudiced against anything smaller than a C cup and she barely a B, perfect for her body size. I'm not gonna gain any fans here, but for my money I'd give her some bolt ons. She's also a slave girl brought here as part of the slave trade, she was sold by her uncle because they needed the money and even a slave in America lives a better life than a poor girl in Korea. She's happy with her life as a sex slave. Her master is a man named Morgan, six feet tall, well muscled and cruel. I only know him from phone conversations and a single photograph of him and Kelly. He was busy breaking in Kelly's sister when he sent her down to me to fulfill a fantasy he had. Instead he sent down his friend, a man named Mark with a video camera. Mark's a little over six feet tall, a little on the heavy side, not fat but robust I guess would be an accurate term. He's bald with stunning blue eyes, I mean he's a guy and I still couldn't keep from noticing them. Mark was really only there to record the event and make sure things didn't get to far out of hand with Kelly. Though Morgan's idea of out of hand was pretty much broken bones, as long as she survived what I put her through he didn't mind. Saving the best for last there is me, Kris Renaud, a former Marine, Irai war vet, five foot eleven two hundred ten pounds of African American. At the time of this story I was going through a pretty rough patch in my life, if something could go wrong it was already wrong. My precious slave of seven years had left me, and after two months was engaged to be married to a guy she didn't seem to like that much. She was just ready to move on to a "normal" life because that's what people have, normal lives. Least that's what I keep telling myself. My other romantic interest and newly branded slave had a mental breakdown that had landed her in jail, hopefully being set free in time for Christmas but realistically that wasn't likely. Being stuck in the middle of that 'not' recession of 2008 wasn't working out to well for my self employed self. I was having car troubles. . .enough whining life was pretty fucked for me right then. I've wasted enough of your time telling you who we are, it's time to tell you how we met. It all starts with Literotica. This is far from my first story here, it's my first story in a long time but not my first story. Some of my stories are very dark, non-consent stories, monsters eating girls, girls being treated as animals. I get fan mail all the time usually just somebody writing to tell me that they loved how Karen (by far my most popular character *because she's based on a perfect woman*) did such and such. Sometimes I'll get letters from guys who want me to do this starlet or that next. Occasionally I get a letter from a girl wanting me to include her in my next story. One day one of you ladies will have to sit me down explain to me why women are more into rape fantasy than guys are. Sometimes they even send pictures like the famous Busty Jessica (I'm still working on that story babe, you deserve better than the tripe most guys have slapped together for you) and I get to use them for inspiration. What happened to me on June eighteenth two thousand and eight was something that I never expected to happen. I received feedback for my story Karen's Fate which is one of my more brutal stories about a girl who should be careful what she wishes for. Anyway the letter asked if I had ever done those things in real life. If I'd skull fucked, if I could really slap a girl around, if I would really piss in some ones throat, that sort of thing. It was weird, specially coming from a guy but I didn't see any harm in answering the questions. So I told him yes. Almost immediately he sent me a letter introducing himself, explaining that he owned a slave girl and he fantasized about seeing her fucked by a black man and he wanted to watch. He didn't want someone who would just fuck her though, he wanted somebody who would utterly destroy her. I didn't believe him, I mean a guy who's bought a Korean woman and uses her as a fuck slave, and she's happy and loves him? That's really too fantastic to be believed all by itself. Then he wants to watch her be brutally fucked and caught on camera so he can remember it forever. It's got to be a lie because honestly it's just to good to be true, particularly with the year I'd been having. He sent me down a dozen or so pictures of her to prove that she was real and his. I wanted to know that she was his and not just a porn star that he'd found pictures of so I asked him to write Kris's Whore on her tits and send me a picture. He sent me a dozen in an obvious sequence. One with her clothing on, a few of her stripping down, one with her sucking cock, one with her getting fucked doggy style, another with her riding him anal. The last few pictures were her sucking his cock a few flecks of brown clinging to his cock, then her face partially covered in cum and finally her face hanging over a toilet as a stream of piss hit her face. That was all the convincing I needed. He sent me a few extra pictures but. . .lets just say that the rules of Literotica prevent me from talking about them. I was still a little worried about the situation, I mean now that she was real and this wasn't just some guy yanking my chain I had to set some rules to protect myself. After all I'd feel pretty stupid if I ended up on the six o'clock news because I fell for the old "I have a Asian love slave who I want you to fuck but I'm really going to rob and kill you" trick. It's the oldest one on the book. I gave him my business number and address so he could send me a few things and we could make plans. He was covering everything, he paid for a hotel (closer to my work than my home) I told a few friends where I was going to be and to call me every couple of hours. If I didn't answer assume I'm fucking, if I don't call back with in an hour assume I need help and get the fuck over there. Like I said I'm cautious. Well it took a few weeks but we got something hammered out, then at the last minute the deal to buy her sister came through and he had to pick her up and deal with whatever he had to deal with. Part of me didn't care what he had to do since it didn't involve me and part of me really didn't want to know anymore than I already did. It wasn't that I disapprove of slavery, I've owned two myself. It wasn't even that I was particularly offended that he had real slaves, it wasn't a girl who'd pledged herself to him like had happened for me. He'd paid money to have these girls shipped over seas. Maybe I should have cared that he was the kind person who could do that. I could have done it too though, hell I really wanted to ask him if he knew where I could get myself one just like her but I'd end up getting caught somehow. I really didn't want to know more than I did encase something went sour the last thing I wanted was to be caught up in a human trafficking ring, particularly if I wasn't getting paid. During those weeks I spent a fair amount of time talking to Kelly both online and over the phone. She wasn't at all ashamed of what she was, she was actually proud that she could bear this burden for her family. I don't know if he'd paid a one time fee or if it was a monthly deal, like I said I purposely kept from learning too much. I knew that her family lived a better life because Kelly's sacrifice, and that her sister was anxious to join her. She loved to tell me her stories over and over again. She told me about how at he'd have his friends over the Super Bowl and she'd have to suck and fuck them as much as they wanted through out the game and she'd go into staggering details about how it felt to have a cock stretching her cunt while her face was pushed down onto a plate of pork and beans. How the guys didn't have to get up to go to the bathroom because she was a human urinal. Kelly would tell me about how she would get scared sometimes because her master liked to play rough and choke her. He loved to see that look of panic in her eyes and she had her greatest orgasms when he had her right at the edge of it all. I've written a lot of stories and had a lot of fantasies about doing the kinds of things that she does on a daily basis. Meeting her was almost like winning the lottery, and speaking purely of the odds it's probably less likely. Not that I'm complaining, maybe it was just the universe repaying me for the giant shit it had taken on me up to that point in two thousand eight. Anyway you're getting bored of my rambling about things that don't particularly matter. I'll skip ahead to when the juicy stuff. Morgan agreed to send her down over the Fourth of July weekend, it would give me a solid three days if she came in Thursday night and I sent her packing on Sunday. Morgan asked if I had any special requests or special orders for the slut, since he was giving her to me for the weekend. Of course I had a request, I wanted her dressed up like a Japanese school girl, I even found a picture of exactly what I wanted and sent him a picture. He assured me that it would be taken care of, then gave me the prerequisite list of threats and promises. That she was very important to him and worth a lot of money and blah blah blah. It was the first time he'd ever expressed a genuine sentiment for her, he usually talked about her like she meant only a little more to him than an end table. I was shocked. Anyway that was when he told me that he was going to be sending his friend, to keep an eye on things. It was instantly obvious that this wasn't something he was interested in negotiating so we didn't. It was going to be nice to have a cameraman anyway. July third couldn't come fast enough for me but it was more than worth the wait. Kelly was stunning. I know I should have known already I'd seen the pictures but there is nothing like seeing a person in person for the first time. She was standing in front of the terminal dressed in the outfit I'd asked for her to be in. I'll start at the ground she had started the outfit off with a plain pair of Mary Janes spit shinned to the point that you could see she wasn't wearing panties by staring at them. Kelly's calves were covered in those super thick fold over socks you see I the magazines, which made her perfectly toned thighs all the more mouth watering. I found myself salivating as I looked higher on her anatomy. The dull grey skirt she wore only barely covered that pert ass of hers and the every single time she took a step everybody got a glimpse of her treasures. I was wrong earlier, she wasn't nude beneath that skirt, Kelly was wearing a black thong. The button up white tee was innocent enough, until the black bra she was wearing made obvious just how transparent the shirt was. She topped it off with a red handkerchief knotted squarely between her tits and a tiny backpack that couldn't have held much more than her make up. I know I'd told her to pack light but that was ridiculous. She'd gone a little overboard with the make up. Her lips were painted bright red and her eyes were done in that two toned color that only Asian woman could pull off with the blue eye lids, pink up to her plucked brows which were again blue. She did her hair into bushy pig tails wrapped in bright yellow bows. I popped the trunk of my car and honked the horn. I didn't even notice Mark until he took her backpack and slung it over one shoulder freeing her to skip to my Aurora. (For those of you who've never seen an Oldsmobile Aurora it's a sports luxury car, all the horse power of a Mustang, with the comfort of any family car, so there was a backseat for Mark to sit in.) She did skip though, actually skip so I could get several mouth watering glimpses of her crotch before she opened the door. As soon as she was in the car she crawled across the arm rests and kissed my on the cheek. "Hiya!" She squealed in a high pitched voice before sitting down. Judging by how quickly her eyes moved south on my anatomy she probably noticed the twitch in my pants before I really realized it. Kelly was already squirming in her seat by the time she sat down. "Take you shirt off." I growled almost as soon as I was rolling again. It wasn't completely without risk, cops around here love to nail anybody who does anything near the airport. Kelly though didn't disappoint. She even knew that I like the handkerchief and only pulled her blouse off and toss into towards the camera and out of sight at that point. "Bra too." Kelly paused, I can't blame her for it. Most people would have in the situation but that didn't stop me from back handing her. "I don't think I stuttered." Kelly smiled at me as she quickly unbuttoned fastened her bra tossing the fabric into the backseat with her chaperone. I'll admit that my original plan was to drop her off tonight and pick up in the morning but I was already twitching as she got into the car and her immediate compliance was exciting. Her tits looked so much better in real life, perky with the cutest little dime sized nipples already stiff with arousal. "What would you have me do Master?" If you've never had a woman call you Master before you won't understand that immediate thrill of hearing it from a woman who means it. It was probably worse for me since I'd been denied that pleasure for the last few months after years of owning them. "Unzip me and pull my cock out." We were on the freeway by that time speeding along at a steady seventy miles an hour as the Asian slut unzipped my pants and pulled my cock free of its fabric confines and gasped. "So big." She whispered trying to wrap her fingers around my shaft and coming up a little short. Her eyes widened as much as they were capable of as she stared at my still growing cock. Trust me fellas, nothing makes your cock look huge quite like having a girl who's barely five feet tall struggling to hold it. "On your knees bitch I want that ass out the window and you sucking." Kelly did what I said getting on all fours right there in the car and sucking my cock. Two things were instantly obvious, one was that this girl got plenty of practice sucking cock. She started off wrapping her plush lips around my cock just taking the head in her mouth and twirling her tongue all over it. She'd only been down there for a second when her spit started running down my cock and her tiny hand started pumping up and down. "No hands." Kelly moved her hands to my thighs bobbing her head slowly up and down. The second thing that was obvious was that my cock really was bigger than what she was used to handling. She'd spent lots of time telling me that she could deep throat with ease but she was struggling to halfway down my cock. "You wanna see some shit?" I asked Mark glancing back at the camera. I put one hand behind the back of her head and pushed hard forcing my cock down her throat. Kelly sputtered and gagged when my cock slammed against the back of her throat. She retched hard coating my cock in saliva as I forced her farther down until her throat stretched around my fat cock and it slid completely into neck. Kelly mewled and whimpered for me to let her up but I held the bitch down, letting her spasms massage my cock. I kept her down there like that, occasionally thrusting my hips for almost a minute before I let her up for air. Kelly gasped as she sat up. Her face was partially coated with spit. Her eyes were filled with tears from her struggle for air and the best part of all was her make up was wrecked. Black streaks ran from her eyes over her cheeks and dark blue smudges ruined her eye shadow completely. "Get the fuck back down there slut!" I shouted grabbing one her pig tails and forcing her back down on my cock. This time Kelly forced herself down on my cock she had her nose smooshed against my thigh. That time she managed to keep from gagging to hard. Outside the car there were a few people who'd noticed her ass pressed up against the window. Approving stares from other young men that occasionally came with a honk, looks of disgust from people with morals. Like I gave a shit, the only reason I was even watching other cars was to make sure that there were no cops around. Getting a ticket for speeding, indecent exposure and driving while dangerously distracted wasn't on my list of plans for the weekend and I don't think that in real life a cop was likely to fuck Kelly by the road side and let me go with a warning. Also I really didn't want to crash into anything because I closed my eyes for a moment. I was so busy enjoying Kelly's mouth that I didn't even notice how long I'd held her down that second time until she started thrashing around doing her best to scream around my cock. "Hey she's-" Mark started to say. "Relax." I shot back still holding her in place, the vibrations of her pleas for mercy felt incredible, and watching her blow bubbles in her own spit had me close to the edge. She started slapping my thigh with hand but I kept her down for another few seconds before letting her up. Kelly retreated as far as the confines of the car would allow her as she forced oxygen back into her lungs with desperate ragged breaths. She looked like a drowned cat, in just the those few minutes I'd completely wrecked her make up. "So big." Kelly whispered again as soon as she'd caught her breath. She slowly leaned back over and started stroking my cock again. "You cum for Kelly?" English wasn't her first language, normally that's a bit of a turn off for me. I know I'm the only male on the planet who doesn't think an accent is sexy, for me I like being able to understand what's being said. Right then it was a fucking turn on and I almost came right then. "Kelly will eat cum Master." "Mouthmouthmouthmouthmouth!" It was something I used to say to my slave when I wanted her to swallow and I needed her to get down there. Kelly didn't get it though and kept stroking and looking at me through her tear filled eyes and smeared make up so I grabbed her by the back of he head and pulled her back my crotch. She opened her mouth a moment too late the first blast of cum splashing against her lips, the second landed on her tongue and then Kelly wrapped her lips around it sucking the cum out of it. I almost crashed into the car in front of me as she noisily slurped every drop of cum from my dick until I had to pull her off me. "Goddamn woman." I muttered as I pushed my softening cock back into my pants. It was pretty good timing since we were at the hotel. He'd put her up at Hilton, a nice one too. "Kelly I expect you to be awake and ready to go at eight. Mark, I guess that means you need to be up around then too cus I'll leave your ass and not feel bad about it. Tomorrow we're heading out to the park." Kelly Comes to California The drive home some how took a lot longer than the drive from the airport had, even though the airport was much farther away. Still it gave me time to work out what I was going to do to her Friday. It's not every day that you hit the jackpot like this. I was probably up at five that morning despite not getting to sleep until after midnight. Normally I'm not awake until six thirty seven, waking up at five just gave me time to kill. Which wasn't a bad thing, not with Ninja Gaiden 2 still fresh and unbeaten and the somehow under hyped Metal Gear Solid 4: Guns of the Patriots still mocking me with its incompleteness. Yeah I'm a gamer and sometimes it can be hard to keep myself in control. I got in an hour of gaming, mostly Smash Bros because it I'd chosen one of the other games, well it wouldn't be the first time that I was late to something because a boss failed to acknowledge my innate superiority. I've got a problem, I know but everybody has their flaws. Anyway I got some gaming in, took a shower got dressed and headed over to the hotel. Even with my intentional stalling I still arrived at the hotel almost a half hour before I'd told them to be ready. There was no traffic, who could have predicted that in Southern California on a holiday? The Fifteen should have been bumper to bumper with people headed to Vegas and LA but I got lucky, fortunately there is nothing wrong with being early. It just catches people a little off guard which is often pleasant. On a side note I really hate how hotels are designed sometimes. I mean yeah I should have just checked the fucking map a little closer when I was walking in but this whole one through one fifty and one fifty one through three hundred crap sucks. Its even worse in these 'H' shaped ones so that one is closer to one fifty one than it is to fifty. One wrong turn cost me almost ten minutes of walking and doubling back. Which consequently made me arrive near the time that I said I would. Kelly was in room three fifty one and a knock on the door brought Mike to the door with his video camera. I could hear him introducing me before he opened the door like this was some kind of fucking game show. I had to roll my eyes a little but I was getting to fuck some grade A pussy so who was I to complain about if he wanted to be a bit theatrical? "Hey Kris, you're early. Kelly is still getting ready." "Hurry the fuck up bitch!" I shouted walking past Mike. "Have you fed her yet?" "Nope." "Good. Kelly hurry up you fucking cunt!" "I am soon to be finished!" She called back that time. "Good. I don't really give a shit what she wants but do you have a preference as to where we eat breakfast?" Mike shook his head in response to that. "Good." I walked over to the phone and picked it up quickly dialing for room service. I ordered up eggs and pancakes for myself, a bowl of Cheerios for Kelly and I started to ask Mike what he wanted when my jaw went slack and I just held the phone out for him. Kelly had stepped into the room and she was . . . well to call her stunning is an insult but I don't have another word for it. Her hair was still wet from her shower and slightly curled. She had that slightly tussled look that drives me nuts and her hair partially covered her left eye. She'd again gone more than a little heavy on the eye shadow with the pink and blue, this time she'd gone heavy on the eye liner too so she had which combined with the deep blue lipstick gave her a sort of gothic look that she carried amazingly well. Her chest was concealed in a skin tight black half tee with purple stitching forming some pattern over her breasts. A dangle hung from her pierced naval seemingly pointing downward. Kelly had opted for a pair of low slung khaki colored Capri pants. Normally I hate Capris but she made them look damn good. They were so tight that I could make up the outline of her pussy. She ended the outfit with a cute pair of tan Sketchers. "Wow." "I am pretty to make you want fuck?" Kelly whispered her eyes nervously flitting between my mouth and some point of interest on the floor several times before her eyes settled on the growing tent in my pants. Damn slacks don't leave a lot to the imagination. Kelly was licking her lips as she watched the bulge grow. Obediently she sank to her knees and crawled over to me that perfect ass swaying. "Not right now Kelly I want to eat first, so go sit." She started to get back to her feet but I shoved her over. "I don't think I told you to get up. Just crawl over to the table." Kelly scowled at me but did as I told her crawling over to the table, she started to crawl into a chair but instead she knelt down at the side of the table. "Smart bitch." My eyes had been glued to her ass as she crawled away, I was probably drooling. A knock at the door snapped me out of my stupor. "I got it." Mike walking to the door and opening it. Room service was a teenaged white kid who almost dropped my breakfast when he handed the trey to Mike. I only remember him because we got paid five bucks to have breakfast. You heard me right we made five bucks eating breakfast because the boy was so busy staring at Kelly that he was supposed to give five dollars in change and instead he gave five dollars and the original twenty back. While we were having breakfast Mike would tell me about how she'd gotten a free soda and candy when she'd gone down to get food from the vending machine the night before, and that was just some old guy wanted to be nice. Never underestimate the power of a gorgeous woman. Mike brought the trey over to the table closing the door on the stupefied lad and shaking his head. "It's like this wherever I take her anyway what's the plan?" "Well for starters there is something I've always wanted to do and that's where we're going to start. You're welcome to join in of course." I took the bowl of Cheerios off the trey and handed it to Kelly who looked up at me in confusion. Unzipping my pants I leaned forward slightly so I could angle my cock down into the bowl and started pissing. When I'd made my other slaves drink piss I'd spent most of the day drinking water so they'd get nice clear piss, maybe with a yellowish tinge. They'd both admitted that it wasn't that gross. It was degrading but the taste wasn't nauseating. I didn't do that favor for Kelly, what came out of me was a dark yellow almost golden color frothing as her cereal started to float in it the stuff. There was a slight aroma from it that I can't properly describe. Honey nut piss is an odd smell, not unpleasant just really odd. Once I'd finished pissing I shook the last few drops out onto the tip of her nose and sat down. "That's your breakfast Kelly." The pretty girl screwed her face up at me I disgust but she didn't complain. "Can I get spoon?" I shook my head and started eating my eggs. Kelly started bringing the bowl to her lips. "Stupid, put it on the ground you're just a bitch so you'll eat like a bitch." "I don't understand sir." It had been a while since anybody had called me sir, it was a weird sound and it brought a smile. "Put the bowl on the ground and eat like a dog." I explained buttering my pancakes. Mike was just staring at her silently. Kelly's plump lips curled into a scowl but she obeyed me, setting the bowl down on the floor and then lowering her face to the bowl noisily slurping up her cereal. "This is fucking great, you are getting this?" I asked and John nodded. "Hey bitch what are you doing? I just want to hear you say it." "I eat cereal with pee, no milk." Kelly said lifting her head up to speak a few o's sticking to her chin and cheeks. She tossed her hair over one shoulder to keep it out of her cereal and went back to eating. "Make sure you finish it down to the last drop." I sort of picked at my meal, I'd already eaten that morning and I was only mildly interested in the breakfast. Really I didn't want Mike hungry and interrupting my fun, and really I've always wanted to piss in someone's Cheerios and I wasn't likely to get another chance anytime soon. A good twenty minutes later and a blow job later I was ready to head out for the day. "Well you know I'm feeling playful today. You can walk now Kelly go bring your backpack, and your make up." "What are you-" "You'll see in a minute Mike have a little patience." Mike brought the camera around pointing following the Asian beauty as she gathered what I'd asked for and came back to kneel at my feet. Amongst the various sex toys I'd made her bring I'd also made her bring some props and outfits. I tossed them onto the bed starting with what was on top. Sailor Moon outfit, I chewed my lip promising to get back to that later, she had a blue Chun Li styled outfit, even with the spiked bracelets. What I was looking for turned out to be all the way at the bottom, it always is you know? A pair of dog ears on a head band and her sex toys. I grabbed one of her eye shadow sticks and drew a set of whiskers on each of her cheeks. Then I grabbed her sex toys starting with a bright red butt plug nothing monstrous, it was about as long as my hand and small enough that could wrap my fingers around its thickest point though. "Make it ready for your ass." Kelly knew what I meant that time and took the butt plug and spat on it then started licking it all over. I know it's an overused visual but she really was like a kid with melting ice cream cone. A better analogy might be a dog and some peanut butter. Kelly was quite the show slut stretching her cheek out and waggling her tongue even lightly gagging herself until it was coated in her saliva. "Now drop your pants." Kelly stood up and unbuttoned her Capri pants and peeled the fabric down her flesh turning them inside out. I stopped her when they were half way down her knees and leaned her over the bed. "Spread your cheeks." Kelly did just that her ripe pink pussy peeling open but more importantly that dark ring that was her rectum twitched alluringly. Taking the plug I pushed it against that tight ring of muscle a little more pressure and it started to slip into her body. Kelly bit down on her lower lip and whimpered softly as that tight ring of muscle was forced open. I kept pushing until the thickest part of the bulb was holding her open. Kelly's whimpers melted into moans as I started fucking her pumping the spit slicked toy in and out of her asshole. "Hope you cleaned up like you were supposed to if it comes out dirty I'm gonna make you suck it clean." I teased pulling it out. She'd done a good job, there were only a few tiny brown flecks on the toy, not that I noticed at the moment. Kelly's asshole had relaxed enough to remain open yawning hungrily for cock and I felt my manhood leap in my pants. "Get it ready again." Kelly looked over her should at me, then at the bulb then slowly turned around and started licking at this. This time she wasn't attacking it, she was hesitant. "Suck it now." Kelly shook her head. It was the first time she'd denied me but I had to make sure that it was the last time she'd do it. Lightning quick I slapped her across the face, then jammed the anal plug into her mouth. Kelly gagged hard drool exploding around the plug as I forced it almost to the back of her skull. I started fucking her face with hit for a moment then I yanked it out and slapped her again. "Turn around and spread your fucking wholes you understand me?" "Yes!" She squealed turning around burying her face in the blankets as I started pushing the toy back into her rectum. This time she loosened up quicker than the first time, and was able to fuck her a little harder her asshole and the spit making a bit of squishy sound each time I pushed it farther in. I pulled it out again and let her suck it clean while I stared into her gapping anus, even spitting on the rim and watching the gob of saliva slip into that black hole of her bowels. It took me three more tries to get it to come out clean and when it did I pushed it all the way in and slapped her ass. Even though she had a nice tan I could still see the red spot where I'd spanked her. "That wasn't so bad now was it?" I asked grinning. Kelly frowned but nodded wiping a bit of spittle from her face. "Very gross. It pleases sir that I do this?" "Yes." Was the response I gave her but I was already digging in the bag again for the next toy. It was called Buzz Bunny and was a remote controlled egg with a pair of ears that would sit on either side of the clit. "Roll over." Once Kelly was on her back I ran my fingers over her slit, she was already wet so I pushed the toy into her. "Pull your pants up." Kelly returned to her feet pulling her skin tight capris back up over her hips. Turning her around slowly I noticed you could clearly see the circular base of the anal plug and if you looked close enough you could make out Buzz's ears and on a perfect ten girl like Kelly there were going to be people looking. Making her wear dog ears, a leash and collar probably wasn't going to help anything. Yeah I made her wear a leash and a collar she was just like a dog. You don't really need to hear about all the details here, we got a few stares from random hotel folk both temporary residents and workers as I let her lead me to the elevator. I made her bark at an old couple entering the hotel on the way to my car. Mike again found himself riding bitch but our first stop wasn't that far way anyway. It was only a few miles to the local park. If you ever want to know a way to get a lot of attention a good start is for you to put a beautiful woman on a leash and make her crawl around in a park. It's a real head turner I can tell you, particularly if it's on a holiday and there are dozens of families having barbeques. There is a very special way that a middle aged conservative woman looks at a mixed race couple walking a woman on a leash, if looks were capable of physical harm I would have been black and blue by the time we finished our first lap around the field. A few of them even threatened to call the police, funny how they stopped when I pulled out my phone and offered it to them explaining that they were harassing me, and that assault covers a lot of the things they were saying about me, where as I hadn't broken any actual laws, her outfit might be sexy, but there aren't laws against sexy. I agreed to keep it away from the children when I could, but that wasn't so much out of courtesy for the as it was that I was about to break a few laws. The main reason that I'd done a lap was to see what potential scenarios were available. Getting to see the shocked looks on people faces, not to mention the approval on pretty much every male age sixteen to thirty was just a pleasant side effect. I was lucky, there were probably around twelve guys playing basketball it was pretty much blacks versus Mexicans but here were a few people on the "wrong" team. "You listening to me you stupid fucking cunt?" Kelly pulled against her leash playfully then turned back to me barking her response. "Good girl. I want you to go over to the game and tell the boys what you are." Kelly looked back at me her eyes flooded with a sudden fear and she shook her head. My response was pulling the leash taut forcing her first closer to me but then up onto her knees as she strained to keep from being strangled. "I think I gave you some orders." Kelly quickly nodded her agreement whimpering. It was cute to watch her fight the urge to grab at the leash choking her but she played along keeping her hands between her thighs as she was twisted around painfully. "So you're going to do what I say?" This time there was an immediate and positive response as she nodded. "Good, now go tell those boys what you are, and that we'll pay each one of them twenty bucks to fuck you. Don't break any laws but if they need convincing, convince them. And stop crying I don't want your make up ruined just yet." Kelly looked at me again whimpering to herself and biting down on her quivering lower lip. She sniffled a few times fighting back the tears that were threatening to break loose but she got it under control and crawled over to the basketball courts. "Is she going to be ok?" Mike asked. "She'll be fine." I was too far away to hear the conversation but I could see that look of disbelief when Kelly knelt down at the side of the court and started speaking. They didn't need that much convincing either, course with Kelly you'd need to be a fag to need convincing. One of the blacks threw her over his shoulders while the rest of the guys swatted her ass. They were really letting her have it too from the sound of things. When we got back to the hotel and took her pants off she was bright red from about mid thigh all the way up her ass, the next morning she was bruised. Remind me later to tell you how much fun it is to butt fuck a girl where every time you bottom out she's trying to scamper away, but she can't because you've got a belt around her throat. I'm sorry I need to focus a little better on telling this story in order. The guys carried her over and wanted to know if it was for real would she really let them fuck her. "Yo man this bitch right here said she's a slave and she wants to fuck all of us. That shit for real?" "One hundred percent man." I responded with a smile. "Only I'm not trying to go to jail and ya'll won't fit in my car. Anybody live close and got some fucking privacy?" I do that almost without thinking about it, start tossing in a lot more slang when I'm talking to minorities as if they couldn't understand me if I spoke plain English. It at least avoids being called Carlton most of the time. Now isn't the time for me to explain racial relations but let me tell you that being a black man who speaks eloquently has disadvantages. "Yeah I gotta spot right around the corner my nig." The man who offered up his house was named Tremaine, I only remember because he had it tattooed across his shoulders. The things you remember. If walking a girl around the park on a leash got us a few angry stares, a literal gang of half dressed, tattooed thuggish looking blacks and Mexicans carrying a girl around and slapping her ass got us death stares and more than a few mothers covering their children's eyes. A few boyfriends and husbands got slapped well into next week. It only took a few minutes to walk to Tremaine's and by that time Kelly's was crying like a little girl from all the slapping and whimpering for them to stop. They'd let up a little but her eyes were red with tears. "The rules are simple guys, don't break anything. Other than that the rougher you get the better. I wand this bitch to know she was fucked and fucked up." "You're sure?" One asked and I smiled and nodded and so did she kneeling down in the center of the living room. The guys quickly moved the furniture to the sides of the room. This part really isn't for the weak of stomach, and it's too bad I can't just put the video up instead of writing it because there is no way to properly express the level of violence that this reached. They started by taking her by the hair and wrenching her back to her feet. One of the blacks came up behind her and grabbed her by the shirt dragging her backwards while another took her pants and pulled in the opposite direction. Kelly weighing just over a hundred pounds, these two men had fully off the ground as her clothing turned inside out. It was just sheer luck that her pants fell off faster than her shirt dumping her on her cute rump instead of the back of her head. There was no bra to conceal her tits but she was wearing a thong, a tiny patch of triangular transparent mesh over her swollen labia. Tremaine took care of that last bit of fabric grabbing her panties and yanking hard forcing her back to arch up towards him. She whimpered slightly as he yanked again lifting her up off the ground only to drop her back down when the fabric snapped leaving her nude. I'd expected her to cover up her shame but she didn't, she was frightened. It was obvious from the look in her eyes but the smile curling her lips betrayed her hunger as did the glistening wetness on her cunt. "Give me cock." Kelly Comes to California A dozen zippers going down all at the same time is a weird sound. "Come here bitch!" Kelly didn't waste a second crawling over to the first man who freed his cock and wrapping her lips around the mushroomed tip. She swallowed him to root on her first try, no gagging; no pausing she just took his cock to back of her throat much to his surprise. All around him them the rest of the guys closed in on the slut and instinctually she reached out taking a cock in each hand stroking them. One of the Mexicans grabbed her by the hips and pulled her up to her knees before spitting on his cock and shoving into her pussy. Kelly's eyes lit up and she squealed at around the throbbing member in her mouth but managed to keep her rhythm. One by one Kelly took on every man there sucking and stroking like she was the center of a perverse merry-go-round. For nearly ten minutes the guys continued on round robin from her pussy to her hand to her mouth, some of them just relaxing and letting her suck and slurp but others pinching her nose or holding her down on their cocks. One that really stands out was Ben, one of the Mexicans. He slapped her several times with his cock until you could actually see her cheeks turning a little red from the abuse then he ordered her suck his cock and lick his balls at the same time. Kelly sputtered and wretched as he forced her head all the way down on his cock then started barking at her to stick her tongue out. Tears were streaming steadily from her eyes but she managed it wriggling her tongue out to tickle his balls which got several cheers from the crowd. "Fuck her in the ass!" I don't know who made the suggestion first but there wasn't any argument from anybody about it. "Fucking DP that bitch, I bet we could get dick into every one of her holes at the same time!" Kelly found herself lifted up by her knees and one guy spat on the tip of his cock and was about to push into her when he noticed something sticking out of her ass. "The fuck is this?" He asked. I told him that was a pacifier if the bitch started to get too loud and I'd just stuffed it there for flavor. "Whatever man." He said yanking it out a bit quicker than Kelly liked but a mouth completely stuffed with cock didn't really let her complain other than a muffled whimper. A chant started in the room. "Fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch!" They just kept repeating it over and over until one of Tremaine did just that and shoved his cock into her ass. Kelly could only whimper as she was spit roasted between the two men. They were really abusing the bitch for the next twenty or so minutes. It was like watching a porn movie as she was tossed back and forth and switching from her ass to her mouth every so often or just taking turns with her. Kelly seemed to be enjoying herself though; she was all smiles as the thugs spun her like a top. If some one had told me that a woman could take the kind of abuse those guys dished out and keep smiling I would have told then they were completely full of shit. There was always a cock in her ass and in her mouth and more than once they decided to treat her to a cock in every hole just bouncing her around. It was great for about the first twenty minutes but then I started loosing interest. "Alright guys, hurry it up I do have other plans for the day." There was no response from the guys other than a slight grunt from a few of them. "Fine whatever, I'm gonna go get me something to eat. Call me when you're done with the whore." I was mostly bluffing but I started walking towards the door and then Kelly shrieked. I spun around to see Kelly's face, suddenly screwed up I pain. "What the fuck? Kelly are you ok?" Her eyes were pinched shut and her mouth was pulled into a tight thin line but she nodded and started to breath. "Told you I could do it." She hissed and then I saw her cunt stretched beyond anything I would have assumed she could handle with two cocks, one black and one brown stretched her pink folds to her very limits and yet it was her starting to churn her hips. "Oh god, look at that shit man. This bitch got two dicks up in her pussy and she wants more!" I don't know if Kelly really wanted any more, but she sure as was happy with what she had. It didn't take her long to get the two inside her to cum. "I need a nice shot of this bitch coated in cum." Again I was ignored, though in the long run it turned out for the best as the guys continued to just abuse Kelly dumping load after load of cum in her cunt and her ass. One by one they started backing away. "Good show man good show." The men said slapping me on the shoulders. "Hey somebody jam that fucking cork back up in her ass, I wanna let that cum get a chance to get some flavor before I get her home. She's gotta be sore, I think I'm gonna by her some ice cream, she'll get to make a sundae when we get back to the hotel." A few jaws, including Mike's dropped when I said that. Kelly just stared at me blankly tilting her head to the side. One of the guys did what I said though stuffing the plug back into Kelly's ass keeping the cum from leaking out. As soon as we got back the hotel room I got an important phone call that sadly dragged me away for the rest of the evening. I told Mike that I would be over around eight o'clock and not to let her take the cork out for any reason. I wanted it to gather the full amount of funk possible, besides I wasn't really in any rush to wake up in the morning and more than that my inner geek was at full strength. Yeah I'd spent a day completely in control of a woman's life. I had also spent an entire day not getting farther in Ninja Gaiden and since I didn't really get laid much that day it was hard to give a shit that twelve other guys had came. Even if most of their cum was still inside her. My alarm woke me with an obnoxious buzz around seven thirty and I just grumbled and leaned over slapping it off. This as going to be the last day before Kelly went back home and out of my life, probably forever. I had to make sure that I got to pull off everything that I wanted with her because this was my last chance at her and I wanted to make sure that when I sent her home she'd remember me for the rest of her life. So I started looking around for what new toys I could use on her and then it hit me. Told you I could do it. I hadn't really been paying attention to what she'd been saying to the men fucking her but apparently at some point she'd claimed she could handle two in her pussy. So I was going to push her to the limit, force her to do something that I'd heard of in legend but never seen, not even in porn. My bag of sex toys was still at her hotel so everything I needed was there and my idea. Just four letters. DVDA. I was going to see it happen if it meant ripping that chick in half. By the time I pulled up at the hotel my cheeks were starting to hurt from the massive smile that I hadn't been able get off my face for more than a few seconds. I called Mike, told him to make sure that bitch was awake, dressed and waiting for me in the parking lot. Breakfast was on me and to set the camera some place where it could handle it's damnself because I was going to need a hand with things today but it was going to be worth it. Kelly wasn't waiting for me in the parking lot when I drove up, she was dashing out of the door half dressed. I can only imagine the looks she must have gotten in that get up. Her hair was pulled into two buns, one on either side of her head her bangs falling forward partially covering her right eye. She was wearing a one piece blue 'dress' with gold trim. It came all the way up to her neck with loose sleeves that ended midway down her forearm, the top was almost size to small accentuating her smallish breasts but the real eye catcher was the bottom, a single swath of cloth that hung down to her knees in the front, and two in the back. Even the briefest glance revealed that she was nude beneath that. She finished the outfit with a pair of calf high white boots. She was dressed as Chun Li. I almost ran my car into a wall. She really had been paying attention. She skipped over to my car stopping at my window and thrusting her hand into the air making the peace sign and squealed. "Yatta!" I had already smiled so much that it hurt, laughing at her was painful but uncontrollable as she played her part. As soon as I managed to stop laughing I handed her a bag with a couple milk containers and then grabbing the Styrofoam containers that had our meals in them. I made her take the stairs so I could stare at her gorgeous ass on the way up the stairs. I forget what Mike had for breakfast, it wasn't really important to me, I'm pretty sure I had a meat scramble but I remember what I got for Kelly because it stands out as one of the most fucked up things I've ever done to a woman. She had Belgian waffles, and after the butter and syrup was poured onto her breakfast I commanded her to pull the cork out of her ass and push all that cum out onto her meal. Mike cringed slightly as the creamy fluid fled her bowels and filled up several of the squares of her breakfast. "I may use fork sir?" She asked as she knelt besides the table where Mike and I sat enjoying our breakfasts. "Did I hand you a fork?" Kelly shook her head. "Well then use your hands and make sure you start with the waffle, you don't get to fill up on eggs and sausage and let good food go to waste." Her lips curled back in disgust but that was as much because she was about to get dirty as it was the disgusting act she was about to perform. She didn't say anything though. She did as she was told tearing the waffle into quarters and picked up the slice with the most cum and started eating careful to keep any of the ooze from touching the floor and at the same time struggling to keep her outfit clean. It was funny watching her lean forward dripping the various fluids back into the container. "I thank you sir for butt cum waffle." It was the cutest thing I'd ever seen but I ignored her and continued eating. She's funny like that. Anyway I'm starting to run my mouth and you aren't here to hear how cute she is, you want to see what a nasty slut she can be so I'm gonna tell you, I just need to build up a little more before I get there. Just bear with me. We've got one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen kneeling beside me, her hands and chin are coated in a combination of syrup, butter and cum and obviously annoyed at how sticky her hands were but she kept quiet waiting as I ate just staring up at me. "Sir, may I have something to drink?" She finally asked as me and Mike casually chatted. "You can if you can guess what I want to serve you this morning." Kelly knew exactly what I meant when I said that and she curled her lip slightly in response looking down at her hands. "Sir please give me pee drink?" I smiled and stood up pulling my pants and boxers out and sitting back down. "You don't come up until I say, you understand?" Kelly nodded and wrapped her lips around my flaccid cock. I rested my meal on her shoulders and carefully set my bottle of orange juice at the small of her back just above her ass. "If you fucking spill my drink I'm going to make you regret it cunt understand?" Kelly managed a muffled uh huh around my cock. It took a moment for me start pissing, it's weird feeling being in a woman's and pissing. I was really letting the bitch have it to, full blast so it was filling her mouth before she could swallow. Kelly was struggling to keep up with the flow but some how she managed and completely without loosing a single drop down onto me. Smart girl once I was done pissing I continued casually eating the rest of my meal off her back occasionally taking a drink from the bottle and setting it back down on her. After about five more minute Kelly was fidgeting badly constantly shifting her legs back and forth while trying to keep from spilling the bottle, it was empty by then, which probably made it harder to keep in place since it had no weigth. The important action though was my cock hardening in her mouth, swelling to fill up her throat and threatening to cut off her air. "You feel that slut, you're gonna get a little cum with your breakfast." Kelly whimpered slightly and a few tears fell down cooling my crotch as she continued to struggle to breathe through her nostrils. I finally finished my meal setting what was left of it aside and took her by the buns and started forcing her head farther down on my cock until I could feel her nose pressed up against my pelvis and I held her there until she struggled to set her self free and then I held her in place for an extra second before letting her come up gasping for air. "Fucking little slut, you still having fun?" "Yes sir! You honor me with hard cock!" This girl was unreal. Seriously it was like God woke up one day and said how can I make the perfect tramp and Kelly came into being fully grown and ready to fuck. I hate to get off subject but I can't help it. If God made a fully matured woman out of dust and dirt would you have to wait until she was eighteen years old to fuck her? Anyway back to stuff you care about my mind wanders like that sometimes. "Well if you want to keep having fun you're going to crawl over to the bed and get yourself off. I want to watch you cum. Use the blue dildo." I said and she did exactly as she was told, crawling over to the suitcase first and pulling out the dildo I'd commanded her to and got onto the bed spread her legs and started working her cunt. Mike walked over to the camera adjusting it slightly to keep it focused on her. "So how is this going to top yesterday? I mean it's not like I've never seen her masturbate before." "I know Morgan said I could go wild, but I don't actually want to hurt her so I'm letting her warm up a bit." Kelly was moaning now, her hips churning against her hands trying to get her to her first orgasm (actually her third I would later find out) of the day pumping that rubber phallus in and out, faster and faster. "It's always good to stretch before you try the impossible. Ever heard of a DVDA?" Mike shook his head. "It's a legend of sorts, a sex act so depraved that only a super slut could ever hope to accomplish it, and really it would require some very special men which is why we are cheating. Any way we are going to attempt, with the help of some toys, double vaginal, double anal. D. V. D. A." After the ride over my cheeks were already sore so a slightly jolt of pain spread across my face as I smiled at the depravity I was about to commit. Mike's jaw just about fell off as I explained what was going to happen to the slave girl, he could only stare at me as I smiled. It was Kelly shrieking an orgasm that finally got our attention back from the daze we'd both wandered into for a moment. I think Kelly had realized we werent' really paying her any attention anymore, either that or she'd heard what I was planning but I don't think she was really paying any attention. "Go grab another dildo, this one goes in your ass. And keep it up." I commanded and she obeyed. "So you want top or bottom, I figure we'll start with basic cowgirl and doggy DP and then maybe a flying cowgirl, and if you're not too homophobic a double piledriver might not be a bad idea either." Mike told me he wasn't quite sure about a double piledriver, he didn't really like the idea of rubbing his chest against me but he actually had a better idea than me for this anyway so I won't complain. I'll get to it in a minute. I let Kelly continued to work her holes for a few more minutes before I walked over to the bed and pulled the dildo in her ass roughly to one side then pulled it out and jammed it in her mouth as I shoved my cock into her gaping hole. I let her slurp on the dildo for a while before I took it and wedged it against the head of my cock, pushing and pushing. Kelly dug her fingers into the beddings and bit down on a pillow to stifle a scream as I pushed and pushed and finally both my cock and the rubber phallus were stretching her ass. Tears were running down her pretty face but only paused for a minute before I started working myself and the dildo deeper, bracing it against my thigh as I stretched her rectum beyond anything she'd ever felt before. As soon as I was completely in bowels I stopped. "You ok Kelly?" She was biting on her to her lip but she nodded. "Good. Mike it's your turn." Kelly's eyes widened but she didn't protest as Mike stripped down and laid beside her his cock standing at full attention. Kelly looked over at Mike and bite down on her lip new tears forming in her eyes as she lifted her leg. It took a little bit of coordination between the two of us to get her over Mike but once she was there Kelly whimpered trying to keep from shrieking as Mike twisted and turned the fat dildo inside her while jabbing at her with his own cock. It took her almost ten minutes before she managed to get a that second cock into to cunt stretching her body to her absolute limits. I let her take a few moments getting used to the fact that four phalluses were forced into two holes. If that wasn't bad enough I reached up and jammed my fingers into her mouth, two into either side of her mouth stretching her lips out and pulling her head back as I fucked her. Whimpers leaked out from between her lips each time Mike or I thrust into her, rocking her back and forth. I asked her a few times if she was ok and every time she nodded emphatically. One thing I remember is how little time it takes for a man to cum when he's fulfilled a long term fantasy of his. I came in just a few minutes then pulled out leaving Mike to pound away at her for a few more minutes before he came too, and both dildos were pulled out of her red, raw aching holes. Kelly lay perfectly still other than her breathing as our cum oozed from those holes. Me and Mike spent most of the day taking turns fucking her, pretty much whoever got it up first got to fuck and the other manned the camera, unless we decided to double team her which happened a few times. I have an absurd picture of her with both dildos in her mouth so she looks like a walrus, remind it to share that with you when it surfaces again. There is only one thing left that I have to tell you about, because it was how I finished the night and is how she remembered me best. I sat on the edge of bed and sat that little piece of Korean fuck meat down on my cock splitting her shitter with my cock. Once she was all the way down I reached down hooking my arms around beneath her legs at the knees and folded her body in half lacing my fingers behind her skull. Holding her in the anal full nelson I got to my feet and started bouncing her up and down on my cock. I had Mike take a couple really good shots of her in that position and then I let her suck me off one last time before I kissed her on the forehead. "You did a good job Kelly, I would be proud to own a girl like you." Kelly responded by kissing my feet, one after the other. "Thank you. I happy you wish me as slave. I come back when my owner frees me. I will be your slave." "What?" I responded. "When owner lets me go I come to you to serve. You keep me until you get bored of me yes?" I looked to Mike but he only shrugged. "When is your owner going to free you?" "December 28th. I spend New Years Eve with you yes? New year, new Master would make me very happy." Kelly said looking up at me from the floor. That's where the conversation ends for all intents and purposes. The New Year is still a couple of months away and I'm expecting to have a new story for you all as soon as the New Year starts. I mean either she makes good on her word, or she doesn't and unless Mike is sending her down for another weekend that will likely be the end of our relation. Either that or she comes down and. . .you'll know if she came. I guarantee that.