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On the way to the mall I made a quick detour by the adult store where I had purchased all of the sex toys over the last few weeks and, while the girls waited in the car, ran in and picked up another collar for Tina to replace the one given to Debbie last night. Once back in the car, we then made our way to the large mall on the other side of town. By the time we arrived at around 11 o'clock, the parking lot was already near capacity. Being a Saturday in the middle of summer, it was a sure bet that the mall would be packed.
After several minutes of circling, I was finally able to find a spot and we were on our way in. I can't begin to describe how incredibly turned on I was walking with two gorgeous women wearing very revealing clothing through a packed mall. Both women received plenty of stares from the men as they passed by and a few glares from some of their wives.
Spying a jewelry store, I steered the ladies in and began browsing their necklaces and pendants. By now my wife was beside herself with curiosity as she knew how much I hated jewelry stores.
"Sir? What are we looking for?" my wife asked quietly.
"I'm looking for something for the two of you," I replied.
"Oh," a big smile played across her face. "May I ask what?"
"You'll find out soon enough." When at last I had found what I was looking for, I signaled the young sales lady over. "I would like two of those," pointing to a small gold heart-shaped pendant with a small diamond in the base of the heart. "Do you do engraving as well?" I asked.
As the woman retrieved two boxes from below the counter she replied, "of course sir. What would you like them to say?"
"They're for the two ladies with me. I want you to engrave one of them with the word 'Slut' and the other 'Whore'."
The look of shock on her face was priceless. "Are you sure?" she asked looking at the two women as if she expected them to protest my request.
"I am." After sneaking one last look at Tina and Debbie, the lady finally went over to the other counter and began the engraving process. Nothing further was said, but the look of disapproval she gave the girls as she handed me the bag with my new purchases was quite entertaining.
As we continued our walk through the mall, I handed the bag to Tina and said, "these are for your collars slut. This way you'll know which one belongs to which."
A slight blush colored her cheeks as she took the bag. "Thank you Sir."
At the end of the next hallway we found ourselves at the entrance to one of the large department stores. Heading in, we made our way over to the swim suit section. I was pleased to see that it was quite busy in this area of the store as we began browsing the swimsuit racks.
Turning to my wife I asked, "I want you to pick out some styles of bikinis for Debbie that you think I will enjoy seeing her in. I want them to leave very little to the imagination," I added as she began to turn away.
After several minutes of rifling through the racks, my wife began to hold up potential suits to me. After selecting several promising ones, I asked Tina, "are these suits her size?"
"Yes Sir."
"I want you to find those suits in a size smaller then."
After exchanging the suits for smaller sizes, we made our way over to the changing rooms so that Debbie could try them on for me. I purposely selected the changing room closest to the entrance, ensuring that the maximum amount of traffic would pass by her curtain as well as the fact that it was also in view of the main area of the swimsuit section. Once Debbie was inside of the cubicle, I handed her the first suit and directed her to put it on. As I closed the curtain behind her, I purposely left it open a small gap so that anyone passing by would be provided an unhindered look at her.
The first few people to pass by took no notice of the gap, but one fellow, who was obviously here with his wife as she tried on some suits, walked slowly by and casually glanced over at the curtain as he did so. He was several steps past the curtain when his brain finally registered what he had seen and he stopped dead in his tracks. He then took several paces back until he was once again standing in front of her curtain and had an unencumbered view of Debbie's nakedness. She was just in the act of stepping into the bottom portion of the bathing suit when she caught the movement out of the corner of her eye and glanced up in shock at the stranger watching her dress. Turning a deep shade of red she hastily finished pulling on the bottoms and quickly reached for the too-small bikini top. When she had finally fastened the top, she opened the curtain the rest of the way and stepped out of her cubicle.
Rising from the chairs my wife and I had been sitting in, I motioned for her to follow me out into the main area. The voyeur followed close behind – all thoughts of his wife left behind in the dressing room with her. "Stand in front of those mirrors. I want to see how it looks from all angles," I directed. Really I just wanted to give everyone else in the department a chance to see her near-nakedness. As she stood in front of the mirror I instructed her to place her hands on top of her head and then to begin turning around slowly. It was obvious that the suit was ill-fitting as there was insufficient material on top to cover the bottoms of her breasts. There was just barely enough material to cover her very erect nipples. Any sudden movement would likely cause her breasts to come tumbling out. The bottoms weren't much better. The material was so tight, that it was beginning to creep up into her slit causing that oh-so-familiar look of cameltoe. As she turned around, the gathering onlookers were presented with a beautiful shot of her ass which was only covered by a very thin piece of material.
Turning to the voyeur from earlier I asked, "what do you think? Do you think the suit covers up too much of her ass?"
Without taking his eyes off of her, he hesitantly replied, "uh...yeh...it covers up too much."
Turning to another gentleman who had walked over I asked ,"what do you think about the top? Does it show enough nipple or should we look for a smaller one?" His reply was similar to the first fellow.
"Alright, lets head back into the dressing room and try on another one then," I announced to no one in particular. When Debbie was back in her cubicle, I handed her another suit, and then closed the curtain half-way this time, giving an even better view to anyone who cared to look.
The first voyeur had returned, as well as two other men who all took up posts outside of her curtain and unabashedly enjoyed the view as Debbie stripped out of the first bikini and stepped into the second. When she stepped out for the second time, her face was again a deep blush of red, but her nipples remained hard as rocks and I could begin to see the slightest bit of dampness in the crotch of her bikini bottom. Motioning again to the mirrors, I had Debbie repeat the process from earlier. With her hands on top of her head, she rotated slowly around giving the gathering crowd a great view. By now several more men had joined our group and even several high school girls as well. The top of this suit again barely covered her nipples and looked like they might fall out at any moment. Her bottoms were not much better. The material was again creeping into her slit which was now becoming more noticeably damp as she turned about and saw the gathering crowd.
When I announced that there was one more suit to try on, I could see the excitement in the eyes of those gathered around. I again only bothered to close the curtain half-way allowing the few men gathered around a good look at Debbie as she stripped naked and then squeezed into the final suit. I had purposely saved this one for last as the material on top was not much larger than a postage stamp and the bottoms were literally as big as dental floss.
As Debbie once again stood in front of the mirrors, I could see the nervousness in her eyes. "Place your hands on top of your head and then turn around slowly." As she reached up to place her hands on top of her head, the material stretched tight across her nipples straining to hold their package in, and for several seconds it appeared as if they were going to hold, but then gravity won out and both boobs suddenly popped out into view. The men immediately broke into grins while the girls began to giggle and snicker under their breath.
When Debbie looked like she was about to reach down to cover herself I barked, "keep your hands on your head and continue turning around slowly." Blushing a deeper shade of red which had worked its way down to her shoulders, she did as ordered. I could see my wife licking her lips with a grin on her face as she enjoyed Debbie's humiliation. I began to invite comments from the crowd as Debbie continued to slowly turn about with her breasts hanging out for all to see. The men became bolder and began to comment on her hard nipples and beautiful ass and how she appeared to have a nice clean shaven pussy.
One of the giggling girls piped up and said, "make her bend over and touch her toes."
"Good idea," I replied with a grin on my face. When Debbie had her back to us I instructed, "bend over and touch your toes."
As she did, whatever hope she had of keeping her pussy covered was completely lost now. The further she went the more the material worked its way into her crack until by the time she was touching her toes, the material had worked its way completely into her slit and her pussy lips were now hanging out on either side of the material. I made her hold that humiliating position for several seconds as the crowd commented on her pussy lips and several of the girls began taunting her by calling her "skank", "whore" and "slut".
When I finally allowed her to stand up, her face was a deep shade of red and her breathing had quickened a little. I did not allow her to cover herself up, but instead had her place her hands back on top of her head. This way her breasts and pussy lips were now clearly on display for everyone gathered around. "So what do you guys think?" I asked the crowd. "Which bathing suit did you like best?" They all agreed they liked this one the best.
As we began to make our way back to the dressing room, Tina spoke up for the first time and remarked loudly, "you know, this crowd has been so helpful to Debbie, I think it would be really nice if she did something for them."
"What did you have in mind?" I asked with a shit eating grin on my face.
"Well, since Debbie loves putting on a show, why don't we have her put one on for this wonderful crowd?"
"Sounds like a great idea. Go ahead."
Tina then stepped up and took charge of the situation. Once Debbie was back in the cubicle, Tina ensured the curtain was left wide open and then instructed Debbie to take the bikini off. When Debbie stood naked in front of everyone, Tina continued "now play with yourself. Show everyone here how much you enjoyed their help." A few shocked gasps followed by giggles could be heard in the crowd from several of the high school girls.
As Debbie began to close her eyes Tina barked, "no, keep your eyes open. I want you to watch them as they watch you pleasure yourself." Doing as she was bid, Debbie kept her eyes open and began to scan the crowd as she slipped her right hand down to her now moist pussy and began to rub her clit. The pace of her hand soon quickened as it was readily apparent that Debbie was extremely turned on by the humiliating situation. Her other hand seemed to be acting of its own volition, and it began to caress and pinch her already hard nipples.
As her breathing quickened, Tina began to taunt Debbie. "That's it. Cum for everyone here. Let them see what a little whore you are." Several of the men were sporting obvious tents in their pants and were openly rubbing them as they stared at the spectacle unfolding before them.
The girls in the crowd were also beginning to get excited and were throwing their own taunts in as well. "Yeh, that's it you fucking slut. Play with yourself. What a skank you are."
It didn't take long until Debbie came with a low deep moan of pleasure. Her orgasm began washing over her in waves of pleasure, rocking her body until she could stand up no more and was forced to sit back onto the small seat behind her.
"Alright, that's enough of a show whore, get dressed," I ordered pulling the curtain shut. When the crowd saw the curtain close, they knew the show was over and they began dispersing, heading back to whatever it was they were doing before this had all started. Turning to Tina I asked, "can you grab that last suit in a size larger? I don't want her falling out of her suit with every movement at the pool. We'll be kicked out for sure then." I silently gave thanks that no store employees or perturbed customers had intervened in our little fun.
Once Debbie had dressed and collected herself somewhat, she hesitantly stepped out of the cubicle holding the three suits in hand. "Put those down, Tina has grabbed a different one for you." Doing as she was told, she placed them on the table beside her and we then made our way to the front of the store to pay for our purchase and leave. It was already after lunch and I was anxious to get to the pool to enjoy the rest of the afternoon in the company of two bikini clad women.
By the time we arrived at the public pool, the sun was high in the sky and the hot weather had enticed a large crowd of pool-goers. All demographics were represented here – from the young kids and their parents frolicking in the pool, to the high school aged kids tanning themselves to the senior citizens sitting quietly off in the corners under the trees reading their books.
Finding an open space was difficult, but after several minutes of walking, we managed to find an area large enough to set our 3 towels on the ground, that was also removed a bit from the young kids and their parents. Stripping off my shirt, I settled comfortably down on my towel and smiled up at the ladies as they gathered their swim suits and headed off to the changing room to get changed.
When the ladies returned from the bathroom wearing their bikinis, I noticed many of the men, and even some of the women, give them appreciative looks as they passed by. After they had settled down onto their towels, they began the process of applying sunscreen onto their bodies. Without any prompting from me, they took turns applying the lotion to each other, taking their time rubbing the lotion into the other's body. I know I wasn't the only person enjoying the show. When they were finally done with each other, they flanked either side of me and began lathering my body up with lotion. It took all of my self-control to not pop a hard-on as the women massaged the lotion into my body.
Once done we all settled down onto our towels and enjoyed the heat of the sun on our bodies. I was a little surprised when, out of the corner of my eye, I caught my wife fidgeting around. Usually she can lay in the sun for hours without moving. After studying her for several seconds, I realized that she wasn't fidgeting, but was really trying to get a look at all of the people around us.
After scanning the crowd for several more seconds, Tina finally turned to me and whispered, "Sir, do you mind if I set up a little fun for us with Debbie?"
"Sure," was my quick reply. I had to be honest with myself. Seeing my very submissive wife dominating another woman was an immense turn-on for me.
At that my wife quickly stood up and walked a distance away until she was standing in front of 3 young men. From their builds it was obvious that they were athletic and they looked to be anywhere in age from 16 to 20. They were likely seniors in high school or freshmen at the local college. When she had their attention, she bent down and conversed quietly with them for several minutes periodically pointing in our direction.
When she finally stood back up and began walking toward us, I saw the boys get up and head towards the bathrooms/change rooms. Tina quickly knelt beside me and whispered, "did you bring the video camera?" When I nodded my head in the affirmative she replied, "good, bring it with you then." She then turned to Debbie who had been dozing quietly beside us, oblivious to what had just transpired and ordered, "get up whore. I have a job for you." And with that, Tina stood and began walking towards the change rooms. Debbie scrambled to her feet and began following Tina through the crowd. With a grin, I grabbed the video camera and proceeded to follow the two ladies. When they reached the change rooms they didn't head inside but instead walked around behind it. There was a small fence in the way which was clearly marked with a sign 'No Trespassing'. After stepping over the fence we found ourselves behind the change rooms in a small paved alcove with a round metal garbage can mounted to the cement and a large dumpster in the corner. It was obvious this was where the garbage truck would come, once the large gated fence behind it was opened up in order to empty the dumpster. The alcove was deserted save for the 3 of us and the 3 young men Tina had been speaking with earlier.
As nervous glances were passed between the guys, Tina quickly took charge. "Thanks guys for meeting us here. As I was telling you earlier, we have a whore here who is in need of some punishment and I wanted you guys to help me out with that punishment. You guys still OK with that?" she asked.
Glancing between the two scantily clad women in bikinis, they all quickly nodded their heads yes.
"Great." Motioning to Debbie she ordered, "go stand on front of these fine young gentlemen." When Debbie stood before them, eyes downcast in embarrassment, face quickly reddening, Tina continued. "Whore, take your tits out of your bikini so these boys can have a good look at them." With shaking hands, Debbie reached up and pulled back the small amount of fabric covering each breast and tucked the material under them. When she removed her hands and let them fall to her sides, her now bare breasts were on display for the 3 strangers standing before her.
Turning to look at me, Tina nudged me gently with her elbow, and motioned toward the video camera I was holding in one of my hands. I had become so enthralled in the scene unfolding before me that I had completely forgotten that I was even holding the camera. With a sheepish grin, I quickly turned on the camera and began filming Debbie's humiliation.
Turning to the boys Tina asked, "would you like to touch them boys?" They all quickly nodded their heads in unison. "Well then go ahead. Grab those things." As they reached out and began fondling her breasts, Tina added, "Oh, I'm going to let you in on a little secret here boys. This whore here likes it rough, so don't worry about being gentle with them. You can pinch and twist those nipples as much as you'd like." At that, the boys began attacking her breasts with gusto. They took turns pinching and twisting her nipples while watching her face screw up in pain.
"Don't feel like you have to restrict yourselves to just her tits boys, go ahead and touch her everywhere." When they looked at her in confusion Tina ordered, "whore, take off your bikini bottoms and spread your legs nice and wide so that these gentlemen here can start sticking their fingers up your cunt and ass." Hearing my wife use such vulgar language and dominating another woman in front of these strangers was turning me on immensely. I wasn't the only sporting a hard-on in their bathing suits.
With a face as red as I've ever seen it, Debbie grasped the sides of her bikini bottom and with obviously shaking hands began to roll the material down her legs until she was able to step out of it. Once she was clear of the material she let her hands fall to her sides again and slowly spread her legs wide apart as she had been instructed, giving the three strangers an unobstructed view of her cleanly shaven pussy lips. Needing no further encouragement the boys dove back in and continued their mauling of her breasts and began taking turns shoving fingers into her pussy and asshole. After several minutes Debbie's eyes began to flutter closed and her breathing began to get ragged. It was obvious she was enjoying the humiliation as wet squishy sounds could be heard coming from her pussy as the men drove their fingers in and out of her.
Not wanting Debbie to cum yet, Tina asked the boys to stop. "As a thank you for helping us out here, this whore here would like to give each of you a blowjob." This time they needed no further encouragement from Tina and quickly shed their trunks to stand proudly before Debbie with raging hard-ons.
"On your knees whore," Tina ordered. When she was in place in front of the first boy, Tina walked over, and grabbing a handful of Debbie's hair, wrenched her head up to look at her as she spoke. "Now remember whore how you've been taught to suck cocks. No hands and your nose had better be touching pubic hair on each thrust." Letting go of her hair, Tina turned to the three boys and instructed, "boys, she likes it rough. So when you have your cock in her mouth I want you grab a handful of her hair and force her head down on your shafts until you've got the entire length buried in her mouth. I want you boys to fuck her mouth like you would a pussy. You OK with that?" she asked each of them.
When they simply nodded their heads yes, she motioned for them to begin. The boy standing in front of Debbie took a step forward and placed the tip of his cock into her waiting mouth. Remembering what he had been told to do, he grabbed a handful of hair at the back of Debbie's head and began pumping his cock into her mouth. After several thrusts he quickly found himself bumping against the back of her throat.
"Now don't be shy. Force your cock past that barrier. While he's enjoying that, why don't you guys," motioning to the 2 other boys, "get on either side of your friend so the whore can stroke your cocks for you?" They quickly moved into position and then placed their cocks into her waiting hands. As Debbie began stroking the other cocks, the first boy took a firm grip on her hair and pushing as hard as he could, buried the entire length into her throat with one violent thrust. Debbie began gagging immediately, but didn't pull away as her air was cut off while the boy left his cock lodged in her throat. He was obviously enjoying the gagging sensations as her throat massaged his shaft. Finally pulling out, he began pounding a steady rhythm into her mouth, bottoming out on each thrust as he had been instructed. All the while Debbie continued stroking the other 2 cocks while attempting to accommodate the monster attacking her throat.
Kneeling down beside Debbie and pinching her nipples hard, Tina informed the guys, "you see boys, this little whore here has a dirty little secret she doesn't want you to know. She gets turned on by being humiliated, used and abused like this. Her nipples are hard as rocks and her cunt is soaking wet." Tina's dirty talk was having an effect on the boy with his cock lodged in Debbie's throat, as his motions had quickened along with his breathing. "I have only one request boys. When you cum, I want you to cum all over her face." At that, the first boy quickly pulled out and began shooting his cum all over Debbie's face. When he had wiped the last drop of cum off on her nose, the next boy stepped in and picked up where his friend had just left off.
It didn't take long for the second boy to achieve orgasm and he quickly added his load of cum to his friend's ensuring every square inch of Debbie's face was covered with the sticky stuff. The third boy practically shoved his friend out of the way in his eagerness to get his cock into her mouth. By this point, Debbie's throat had loosened up enough that there was very little gagging anymore and he pounded away at her mouth. It still didn't take long though until the third boy was adding his load to the first two.
Debbie's face and hair was now covered in white cum as she continued to kneel naked before her three young attackers. Thinking it was all over, I reached up to turn off the camera, when my wife spoke up. "Tell you what guys. Since you've been such good sports in helping me punish this whore, I'm going to let one of you fuck her in the ass." Turning to the second boy she said, "you have the largest cock so I think it would only be fitting if you had the honor of stretching her asshole."
Motioning to Debbie she ordered, "stand up whore, bend over that garbage can." When Debbie was in place the garbage can was just wide enough and tall enough to support her upper body. Her breasts hung over the edge and swung back and forth as she waited for the next order. "Now reach back whore and pull your ass cheeks apart. Now hold your ass open and beg this young gentleman to stick his cock up your ass and fuck you like the whore you are."
Reddening further, Debbie held the cheeks of her ass open and looking over her shoulder began to beg, "please Sir, stick your cock in my ass. Fuck me like the whore I am. Hurt my ass with your cock. Please punish my ass."
Needing no further prompting, the second boy stepped up behind Debbie and placing his now hard cock at the entrance to her ass, began to thrust in as hard as he could. From the earlier fondling, Debbie's ass was already sufficiently loosened that it only took several thrusts before the boy was bottoming out in her asshole.
"Now grab hold of her hair and pull back hard as you pound that shithole," Tina ordered. As the boy yanked back hard on Debbie's hair and continued his pounding of her ass, Tina walked around in front of Debbie and continued her monologue. "Aren't you the little whore? Look at you. You're naked, bent over a garbage can, holding your ass open so some stranger can ram his cock up your ass. And this is all after you've finished gobbling their cocks like a little whore and having them plaster your face and hair with their cum."
"Now I think you should be honest with these boys. You're turned on being treated like this, aren't you?" Tina asked.
Through gasps, Debbie muttered a weak "yes."
"I'm sorry, I don't think they heard you. Tell these boys what turns you on."
Blushing furiously, Debbie spoke louder. "Yes. I get turned on by being humiliated and treated like a piece of trash. The rougher you treat me, and the more humiliating the situation, the more turned on I become." Her dark confession came out of her in rush almost as if she had been dying to say it, but needed to first be coerced to admit it out loud.
As soon as she said it, Debbie began panting like a dog in heat. "Please Ma'am. May I cum?" Debbie begged as her orgasm threatened to explode.
"You may, whore," Tina replied.
With that, Debbie let out a gasp and began thrashing around in ecstasy, as her orgasm sent powerful shocks throughout her body. To her credit, she managed to stay bent over the garbage can and continued to hold her ass cheeks apart for the boy who was still pounding away in her ass.
Turning to the other two boys, Tina saw that they were hard again and instructed, "why don't you boys rub those cocks of yours and cum all over her body. Make sure you cover every inch of her with your cum."
While the boys took up positions on either side of Debbie and began masturbating, I grabbed hold of Tina with my free hand (the other one was still taping Debbie's humiliation) and pulling aside her bottoms, bent her over in front of me, and drove my throbbing erection into her soaking wet pussy with one hard thrust. A gasp and then a soft moan quickly followed that as I pounded several times into her to get my cock nice and wet. When it was sufficiently lubricated, I ordered Tina, "now slut, I want you to hold your ass open for me so that I can fuck you in the ass just like the little whore over there." With the two of them facing each other, I buried my cock in one hard thrust into Tina's asshole. Grabbing hold of her hair and pulling back hard, just as the other boy was doing to Debbie, I began to pound into my wife's ass matching his rhythm and thrusts.
It wasn't long after that the three boys were ready to cum again. The boy pounding away at her ass thrust once more in and then quickly pulled out and began shooting his second load of cum all over Debbie's back and ass. The other two boys seemed to take their cue from that and they also began to spurt their second loads onto Debbie's back and hair. That was all it took for me, so after one last thrust into Tina's ass, I jerked my cock out and, running over to Debbie, added my load to her hair and back. After wiping the last strand of cum on Debbie's breast, I finally turned the camera off and stepped back to put my trunks back on. Taking their cue from me, the boys did the same and, with mumbled thanks, quickly dashed out of there.
This left us with Debbie still bent over the garbage can holding her ass open, completely covered in cum. After Tina had fixed her own bathing suit, I ordered, "slut, take this whore into the bathroom and get her cleaned up. I think we've had enough fun for today at the pool." As she helped Debbie get her bikini back on I smiled to myself, knowing that the final humiliation for Debbie was going to be her walking into the public change rooms which were sure to be packed with other women, covered in 7 loads of cum. Ah, life was good.
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At the end of the month my wife gave up her lease on her apartment and moved into Debbie's place. Now, instead of having the two of them fly down to see me every couple of weekends, I began flying up there for the weekends. While there it gave us a chance to continue exploring our new relationships and discovering just how far I could push each of their boundaries. It also allowed us to begin the house hunting process as my work had recently offered me the transfer I had been requesting.
Throughout this time, Debbie continued to affirm to us that she wanted to live with us as our complete and abject slave. Neither the wife or I had any problem with this as we were all enjoying our new situation immensely. After several weeks of looking the three of us finally settled on a house on a large treed lot in a quiet suburb. 2 weeks after Tina and I took possession of our house, Debbie's house sale was finalized and she quickly moved her belongings in with ours.
Though we had enough combined furniture for several bedrooms, we found ourselves each evening comfortably sleeping together in the master bedroom with the king size bed. As the months progressed and we settled into our new lives together, we had the opportunity to meet some of our neighbors. Most were much older than ourselves or were focused on raising a multitude of children and didn't really share our interests. However, we did meet one set of neighbors who were only a couple of years older than we were and did not have any children. Rob was a middle management employee in a textile company and looked like he played football when he was younger. He was still quite broad in the shoulders and stood just over 6 feet tall and looked like he still stayed in shape. Amy was a striking brunette who stood almost 5 feet 10 inches tall and had a slender build with breasts that were likely a B cup in size. Her hair was long and straight, reaching well beyond her shoulder blades.
When we socialized with Rob and Amy, we were careful not to expose our unique relationship to them as we first wanted to get to know what type of people they were before we dropped that kind of bomb on them. After several barbecues together and a few Sunday afternoon football games, we were comfortable enough with them that we finally made plans with Rob and Amy to go to a local nightclub the following Friday.
Once Friday evening had arrived, the ladies began to prepare themselves for the night out on the town. While Debbie was in the shower, I walked over to my wife, who was sitting naked in front of the vanity mirror fixing her makeup, and cupped her breasts in appreciation. Rolling her already hardening nipples between my thumb and forefinger, I slowly increased the pressure upon them until her eyelids fluttered closed and a slight gasp of breath was heard.
"I want you to dress sexily tonight. I want you looking good for the crowd." Tina had rolled her head back onto my shoulder by this point as she continued to enjoy my ministrations.
She answered with a slight shake of her head and a quiet "mmmhhhmmm."
"I also want you to dress our little whore up tonight. Make her outfit super slutty." I suggested.
Looking at me in the mirror, she could see the smile playing across my face and knew that I was planning something. With a smile of her own she quickly replied, "yes Sir."
Leaving the girls to their own devices I finished dressing and headed downstairs to watch some TV while I waited for them to be ready.
About 20 minutes later, I heard footsteps coming down the stairs and I quickly swiveled in my chair to see their arrival. My wife was the first one down and she was wearing a stunning red dress that was tight in all the right places accentuating her beautiful curves. A very sexy look that was not at all slutty. Moments later Debbie came down the stairs wearing a too-tight leather miniskirt which only came down several inches below her asscheeks and a white sheer blouse that left absolutely nothing to the imagination. In just the right light Debbie's dark areolas could be clearly seen through her nearly transparent top. Debbie was already several shades of red as she fully realized just how much of herself was going to be on display tonight for anyone who cared to look.
Giving my wife an appreciative smile I remarked, "looking very nice tonight ladies. Are we ready to go?"
When both nodded yes, I grabbed my car keys and led the way to the garage where my vehicle was parked. As much as I wanted to have a little fun before we went out, it was now 8:45pm and we had agreed to meet Rob and Amy at 9pm at the club. Fortunately it was only a 10 minute drive, so we arrived with several minutes to spare.
Despite the club being only about half full upon our arrival, the dance floor was already in full swing with intoxicated groups of people dancing to the loud music. After walking around for several minutes we were able to finally secure a table in the back corner away from some of the crowd and where conversation would be a little easier.
While waiting for our drinks, Rob and Amy arrived and, after spotting us, made their way over to our table. When they were close enough to see us clearly I watched Rob and Amy's reaction to how Debbie was dressed. Rob's face immediately lit up in a shit-eating-grin as he took in her beautiful figure, while Amy's face almost took on a look of disgust.
It was exactly the type of reaction I had been hoping to get. After several weekends spent socializing with them, I was left with the impression that Amy could be a bit too controlling for Rob's taste, and that she didn't approve of him looking at other women. A few times I had caught her giving Rob a dirty look when his gaze would linger too long on Tina's or Debbie's figure. While Amy was a good looking woman herself and had nothing to be worried about, she certainly didn't appreciate the attention Debbie was drawing from the men around us and, in particular, her own husband.
As the evening wore on, I ensured there was a steady supply of drinks for all 3 of the women. I wanted to make sure all of their inhibitions would be as low as possible for later tonight. Rob and I danced sporadically throughout the evening, preferring to let the ladies do most of the dancing while we sat and watched the show. Near the end of the night, I pulled Debbie aside, and in her ear asked, "are you having fun tonight my little whore?"
With glassy eyes she looked up at me with a big smile and nodded her head yes.
"Good. When the next song comes on, I want you to grab Rob and drag him to the dance floor with you. You will then dance very sluttishly for him. At the end of the dance you will grab the bottom of your shirt and very quickly flash him your tits. You will then just keep dancing with Tina until I tell you otherwise. Is that clear?" I asked.
A very low "yes Sir" was her response.
When the next song came on, Debbie grabbed Tina's wrist with one hand and Rob's with the other and dragged them onto the dance floor. The timing couldn't have been more perfect. Amy had just gotten up moments before to head to the bar to get some drinks and was unaware of what was happening. When she returned and noticed the table empty save for myself, she raised her eyebrows questioningly at me. I motioned with a nod of my head towards the dance floor. When she turned around to look, her mouth practically fell open in shock. There was Debbie gyrating sluttishly against Rob, grabbing her own breasts and completely oblivious to those around her. The song was just coming to a close then and, remembering my instructions to her, Debbie grabbed the bottom of her blouse and quickly flashed Rob her naked breasts.
This of course did not go unnoticed by Amy. The look of pure malevolence on her face was priceless. If looks could kill, Debbie would have been dead on the dance floor.
Sitting next to Amy I leaned over and asked, "did you just see what Debbie did?" As if I was shocked by her behavior as well. Briefly glancing at me she nodded her head yes before returning to glare at Debbie. Leaning over I continued, "wait here for a second."
I then got up and walked towards the dance floor until I was able to get Debbie's attention. With one hand I gestured for her to come to me. Not waiting for Debbie, I then turned around and walked back to the table sitting down next to Amy. Thankfully Rob and Tina stayed out on the dance floor and continued to dance to the next song.
When Debbie was close enough I gestured for her to stand in front of Amy and I. Knowing that something was wrong, Debbie kept her eyes downcast and waited for me to speak.
"It's obvious that you've had too much to drink," I said condescendingly. "Apparently that means you don't know how to act appropriately around others," I continued to scold. Her cheeks began to redden as I continued. "So you think it's alright to show your breasts to other married men?" I asked, my voice rising in volume. "You like acting like a whore do you?"
The use of the word whore brought Amy's head around to stare at me for a moment, not believing what she had just heard and not understanding why Debbie wasn't responding to such a derogatory word. It wasn't enough to mute Amy's anger though and she quickly went back to glaring at Debbie.
We were standing in the far corner of the bar and there weren't any other patrons around us to see what was happening so I pressed on in my most angry and disgusted voice. "You like showing your tits whore? You think its OK? Well then, why don't you just lift up your shirt again so we can all see them?"
Debbie knew it was not a request and with only the slightest hesitation she grasped the bottom of her blouse and once again lifted it up over her naked breasts and held it there. Her face was a dark shade of red as she stood semi naked in front of our neighbor. Leaning over to a shocked Amy I advised, "I have to tell you, sometimes Debbie acts out inappropriately and needs to be punished. Don't you whore?"
Still holding her shirt up over her breasts she meekly responded, "yes Sir."
"Since you have offended Amy, would you like her to punish you for your behavior?"
"Yes Sir."
"Come closer then," I ordered. She moved forward until her legs were touching our knees. This was where my carefully laid plan could come crashing down around me. I was hoping that Amy would be both disgusted with Debbie's submissive behavior and that she had perhaps a bit of a mean streak in her.
With a deep breath, I pushed on. "Amy, I think it would be an appropriate punishment for flashing her tits at your husband if you were to grab her nipples and give them a hard squeeze."
"What?!" Amy exclaimed.
Before she could continue to protest I pushed on. "You see Amy, this whore doesn't really want you to know her dark little secret. The truth is this whore gets turned on by being humiliated, used and abused. So much so, that she has given herself to Tina and I to do with as we see fit."
Stunned silence followed as the wheels began to spin wildly in Amy's head. "You can do anything you want to her and she won't protest?"
With a small shake of my head, "anything."
Turning to Debbie I ordered, "whore, ask this nice lady to punish your nipples for you."
"P...P...Please Ma'am, will you punish my tits? Please squeeze my nipples hard. Please teach me a lesson for being bad," she stammered quietly.
Hesitating for a few seconds I could see the gears turning in Amy's head. Finally reaching some inner decision she tentatively reached up with both hands and grasped Debbie's nipples between her thumb and forefinger. At first she was barely squeezing them, unsure of how much pressure was too much.
"Oh, much harder than that Amy. This whore craves the abuse. The harder you squeeze them and the more pain you cause, the more turned on this whore becomes. Isn't that right whore?" I asked.
"Yes Sir."
At that, Amy began to tighten her grip on Debbie's nubs watching her face closely for the response. When no protestations came, Amy began squeezing them even harder.
Seeing that she still wasn't sure about how much Debbie could take and was still hesitating, I urged her on. "Much harder than that Amy. Go as hard as you can. And start twisting and pulling on them as well."
Seeming to give in to some inner argument, Amy followed my advice and began painfully twisting and pulling on Debbie's nipples as she increased the pressure even more. Looking at Amy's face I could see a sneer plastered across it as she looked down at the submissive whore standing in front of her. She was definitely enjoying this.
When at last Debbie cried out in pain, when the pain became too much, Amy reluctantly let go of her nipples and sat back in her chair.
"Alright. You can put your shirt down now whore." I ordered. Turning again to Amy, "you see? The whore needs to be treated like that. She enjoyed it." Turning back to Debbie I asked, "did you enjoy that punishment whore?"
With a small nod of her head, "yes Sir."
"Is your pussy soaking wet from the humiliation and abuse?"
Stammering a reply, "y...y...yes Sir."
Turning to Amy once again, "go ahead and check Amy if you want. She's not wearing underwear. I bet you'll find the juices running down her legs, she's that turned on."
With only a slight hesitation now, Amy reached forward and stuck her hand under Debbie's short miniskirt. After several seconds of poking around, Amy withdrew her hand and stared in amazement at how wet it was. Her hand positively glistened with Debbie's pussy juice.
Turning to Debbie I dismissed her with a wave. "Go get yourself cleaned up in the bathroom, whore."
After she had left, I turned to Amy and said, "I really do feel bad about her behavior tonight and I would like to make this up to you. I am enjoying our friendship with you and Rob and do not want to risk losing that." When she began to say that it wasn't necessary, I cut her off and continued. "No, it is necessary. It's a point of honor for me. Please let me do this for you."
When she finally nodded her head yes, I continued, "as a sign of our friendship I'd like to give Debbie to you for the rest of this evening. We are about to head home now anyways and if you'd like I could send Debbie over once we're home."
Slowly coming around to the idea, she nodded her head yes. "And what can we do with her?"
With a grin, I replied, "whatever your heart desires Amy. If you want to tie her down and beat her ass and tits black and blue with a hairbrush, you can. If you'd rather let your husband abuse her throat and ass with his cock, you can. If you want to use her to lick your ass clean after having a shit, you can." I could see the last statement shocked her. "Basically whatever you can imagine, you can do. The only condition is that there be no permanent marks on her body when you're done. Anything else goes. Like I said before, the more you humiliate, use and abuse her, the more turned on she becomes." After a pause I asked, "still interested?"
With no hesitation this time, she quickly responded, "hell yeah!"
With a grin, I motioned for Tina and Rob to join us as we all gathered up our belongings and headed for the door. Nothing more was said about the arrangement as we headed to our individual cars. With last goodbyes, Rob and Amy piled into their car and left for home. Turning to the girls, I noted that both Tina and Debbie were pretty drunk as they attempted to climb into the backseat of the car for our ride home.
As I pulled out of the parking lot, I looked in my rear view mirror, and order Tina, "slut, get that whore out of her clothes. Leave nothing on her but her shoes." Tina quickly complied, stripping Debbie of all her clothes until she sat completely naked in the backseat of the car. "Now slut, lift that dress up until its around your waist. Once she was naked from the waist down I continued with my instructions. "Put your back to the door slut and get your knees up and apart." In this position she would be facing Debbie with her pussy spread wide open. "Now whore, get up on the seat on your hands and knees facing the slut's cunt." I again waited until she was in position before continuing. "Now head down and lick that slut's cunt and ass. Make sure you keep your ass nice and high in the air while you eat that cunt." In Debbie's position, her ass was spread wide open and was almost pressed up against the passenger side window. Anyone driving by now would be afforded a beautiful view of Debbie's nicely shaved pussy and puckered asshole.
I made sure to take the long way home, stopping at as many traffic lights as I could so that I could maximize Debbie's humiliation. Each time a vehicle pulled up beside us, I would let Debbie know what was happening in the other car. "Oh look whore, here comes another car. And this one is filled with some teenagers. The boys are liking what they see." And at that moment shouts and hollering could be heard coming from the car beside us. "Oh, and in the backseat are a couple of teenage girls. They're pointing at your ass and laughing. It's obvious they know what a dirty little whore you are." By now the girls were also getting in on the hollering and were yelling things like 'skank' and 'whore' out the window.
As we pulled away, I joked, "maybe I should pull over and throw you out of the car. Let the kids have you. I'm sure they could think up some interesting things to do with you." My words were having a tremendous impact on both Tina and Debbie. Both of them were panting like dogs in heat and Tina was working toward her second orgasm.
When we finally arrived home, I pulled into the driveway and stopped when I reached the garage door. Looking back I ordered, "whore, get out of the car and open the garage door." A frightened look flitted across Debbie's face as she realized that she was being ordered to get out of the car completely naked and stand beside the garage door while it slowly opened. If anyone were to look out their windows or happen to be walking by, they would be given an unobstructed view of Debbie in all of her naked splendor. She knew I had the remote garage door opener in the glove box, but was instead choosing to have her do it to increase her humiliation.
Hesitantly opening the door, she nervously glanced around before stepping out and hurrying over to the garage door keypad. She continued to search for prying eyes as she silently begged the garage door to open quicker. When it was finally high enough, I pulled the vehicle in and pressed the close button on the remote. Seeing the garage door start its descent, Debbie quickly stepped over the threshold, and with an audible sigh, allowed herself to relax now that she was finally away from any prying eyes.
As we stepped into the house, I turned to Tina and ordered, "slut, go get the wrist and ankle cuffs and bring them back here please." Once she had scurried off to the bedroom to fetch the cuffs, I turned to Debbie and ordered, "put your collar on whore and then get dressed again." I could see the look of confusion on her face as she fastened her collar in place. She knew that she was supposed to remain naked while in the house and had assumed that I was going to have some fun with her and Tina before heading to bed. If only she knew what fun I had planned for her!
When Tina returned with the cuffs, she was surprised to see Debbie standing there fully clothed. She had probably expected to find her on her knees with my cock buried in her throat, or bent over getting fucked in the ass. Instead I directed Tina, "put the cuffs on the whore, and then get undressed and get your collar on."
When Tina was finished, I turned to Debbie and said, "whore, as payment for the offense you caused Amy, I have agreed to give you to her and Rob for the remainder of the evening." Her eyes grew wide upon hearing that. "You will obey them as you would any order given by myself or Tina." With menace in my voice I added, "if I find out you hesitated or did not do as you were told, then rest assured that your punishment will be harsh and extreme. Do not disappoint me here, understand?"
With a nervous nod of her head, Debbie replied, "yes Sir."
"They should be home by now so you'd best get going." At that, Debbie turned about and headed for the front door.
Later that evening when she returned, I ordered Debbie to tell me everything in detail about what had happened and this is what I was told occurred.
Once Debbie was outside, she once again glanced about nervously, hoping no one was out for a late night walk. Though she was now dressed, her collar and wrist and ankle cuffs were very conspicuous and certainly left little to the imagination as to their purpose. To her relief, Debbie managed to make to it to Rob and Amy's front door without notice. Taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly, Debbie tried to calm her rising nervousness. Reaching up, she tentatively knocked on their door. A few seconds later, the door opened and she was greeted by a grinning Amy.
With a sneer, Amy said, "well look at what we have here. If it isn't the big slut who likes to flash her titties at my husband. I was starting to worry that you weren't coming. And I see you came dressed for the occasion." Noticing the pendant on the collar, Amy reached up and flipped it over so that she could read the inscription on it. With another sneer, "oh, isn't that sweet. You even have your name on it. Whore. I like that. Is that what we should call you tonight?" she asked.
Eyes downcast, Debbie mumbled a quick, "yes Ma'am".
"Well then, please come in whore," Amy replied as she stepped aside to let Debbie in. "Rob doesn't know about our little arrangement here, and since it's his birthday this week, I thought we'd surprise him." Turning about, Amy began walking down the hallway towards her bedroom, leaving Debbie to scurry after her filled with uncertainty and with butterflies roiling in her stomach.
"Honey, I have an early birthday present for you," Amy called out as she entered the bedroom. With a flourish she gestured towards the doorway as Debbie hesitantly stepped into the room.
A shocked look spread across Rob's face as he noticed who was standing in the doorway and what she was wearing. "Hon? What's going on? Why is Debbie here and why is she dressed like that?"
Looking at her husband she replied with a mischievous smile, "honey, I want you trust me OK? Just go with it and I promise you won't be disappointed." Seeing him reluctantly nod his head yes, Amy continued. "It's your birthday this week and I wanted to give you something special this year. And so my gift to you is her," pointing to Debbie. Reaching up and grabbing the tag on Debbie's collar, she continued, "it says her name is 'whore' and I have it on good authority that she wants to be treated like one."
"What?" was Rob's shocked response.
"Tell my husband what you are," Amy commanded.
Eyes fixed on the floor Debbie meekly replied, "I'm a whore Sir."
Before Rob could protest further, Amy pushed on. "You know how you're always asking me to do things in bed that I'm not comfortable with like sucking on your cock or having anal sex? Well, with her you'll be able to do those things. In fact, you'll be able to do anything you want with her."
"What do you mean?" Rob asked.
"Well, you see, Debbie was so full of remorse for flirting with you tonight at the bar and flashing her tits at you, that she has willingly given herself to us as compensation for her wrongdoing. In fact, she even confided in me that she serves Carl and Tina in much the same way."
"She serves them?" he asked.
"Yep. In fact I think she said she was their 'fuck toy'. Isn't that right whore?"
"Yes Ma'am," was her mumbled response.
"So, this means we can do whatever we want with her." Pausing for effect, she then asked, "are you OK with this honey?"
"Well, I guess if you are, then I'm all right with it as well," was Rob's response.
"So, on that note," she turned towards Debbie, "since you so enjoyed showing Rob your tits earlier this evening, why don't you take off your shirt so he can see them in a better light?"
With shaking hands, Debbie reached up and undid the buttons on the front of her blouse before allowing it to slide from her shoulders and to the floor. Fighting the urge to cover herself, she kept her arms at her side while she allowed Rob and Tina to look at her naked breasts.
"And now the skirt whore," Amy ordered. The manner in which she was speaking to Debbie was not lost on Rob, nor was Debbie's willingness to follow orders. As Debbie rolled the skirt down her hips and let it drop onto the floor with her blouse, Rob was pleased to see that she wasn't wearing any underwear at all. A smile spread across his face as he noticed her nicely shaven pussy.
Seeing his smile Amy asked, "you like what you see? You like that the dirty little whore here never wears underwear and that she likes to shave her pussy, hmm? I bet we're going to find that she likes a whole lot of things by the time we're done with her," she proclaimed. "Just think. This whore was out there dancing in that crowded little nightclub tonight without a bra or panties on."
"Don't just stand there whore, turn around slowly so that my husband can see the rest of you," Amy said disgustedly. As Debbie slowly turned around revealing her shapely, yet firm ass to Rob, his smile broadened, as his mind began to turn over the possibilities. While his wife had always been great in bed, she was a bit of a prude when it came to trying new things. She never wanted to try oral or anal sex, protesting each time that he asked that it was disgusting or would hurt too much.
While Debbie continued to turn around, Amy opened her nightstand and grabbed the digital camera. "I think we should get some pictures for posterity sake." And then she began to take photos of Debbie's naked body, save for the collar, cuffs and heels, ensuring that she captured Debbie's humiliated expression. "Now stop there," she ordered when Debbie had her back to them. "Now bend over and put your elbows on your knees. Spread your feet apart. Wider. More." She didn't stop until Debbie's feet were spread as far apart as she could go and still maintain her balance. In this position her pussy and ass were spread wide open, leaving nothing to the imagination. Taking more photos she continued, "Now look back at us over your shoulder whore, so we can see in the pictures whose ass and pussy they belong to." And when she did, she snapped a few more photos capturing her further reddening cheeks.
Rob remained silent throughout this, content to let his wife control the situation. He absently began to stroke his already hard cock through his jeans.
"Alright, that's enough. Stand up and turn around to face us," Amy ordered. "Since you are so fond of showing everyone your tits, I think it's only appropriate we start with those, don't you?" she asked Debbie. Walking over to her dresser, Amy grabbed her wooden hairbrush and walked back over to stand in front of Debbie. "Hands behind your back. Now ask me to punish your tits," Amy ordered.
"P..please punish my tits Ma'am," she meekly replied with her hands clasped behind her back.
"well, alright. If you insist." And with that she brought the brush down hard against Debbie's left breast with a resounding SMACK. Debbie cried out in pain, but did not move from her position. Amy watched with pleasure as the area began to redden quickly and took the shape of the brush. Taking aim she did the same to the other breast. SMACK. Another cry of pain from Debbie.
Looking over at her husband she was pleased to see that he was completely engrossed in watching his neighbor's breasts turn a dark red from the his wife's sadistic punishment. So much so, that he was openly rubbing his erection through his jeans and never even noticed his wife watching him. Turning back to Debbie, Amy began bringing the brush down in a steady staccato on each breast, reveling in the power she had over this other woman. Each smack elicited a cry of pain from Debbie but, to her credit, she never pulled away or even attempted to cover herself up.
When the tops of Debbie's breasts were a dark mottled red, Amy grabbed the nipple of Debbie's right breast and, pinching hard, lifted up on it to expose the sensitive underside. Taking aim, she began swinging the brush in an upward stroke to ensure she covered every inch of Debbie's breast with angry red welts.
When Amy finally finished punishing Debbie's breasts, she stepped back to admire her handiwork. Debbie was breathing hard and her face was flushed red from the exertion. Her breasts though were a beautiful shade of red and purple with nipples as hard as rock. Looking down, Amy was pleased to see small rivulets of pussy juice on the insides of Debbie's thighs.
"Well look at this honey. Despite the painful punishment she has just endured, her pussy is soaking wet. You can see it running down her legs," Amy laughed. "Open your legs whore, so my husband can see." With her arms still clasped behind her back, Debbie shuffled her feet apart so Rob could get a better look at her wet pussy. Grabbing her camera, Amy took several more photos to add to her growing collection.
"So before we go any further, I think it's only fair that we let Rob in on your dirty little secret. Don't you?" she asked Debbie. "Go ahead and tell him what you told me at the bar." When Debbie looked at Amy with a confused expression she expanded, "you know. When you told me what turns you on."
Reddening further with understanding Debbie mumbled, "I get turned on by being humiliated, used and abused."
"I'm sorry. I don't think Rob was able to hear you."
A little louder this time. "I get turned on by being humiliated, used and abused." Her blush had spread now to the tops of her shoulders.
"Hmm... So you found being made to strip in front of us pretty humiliating?" she asked.
"Yes Ma'am."
"And though having me paddle the shit out of your tits hurt like hell, you're turned on by the abuse?"
Unable to make eye contact Debbie mumbled again, "yes Ma'am."
"Well honey. What say you? Are you ready to explore this situation a little more?" Amy asked her husband, knowing full well what his response was going to be.
"Hell yeah!"
"Well alright then. Let's get this whore settled in for the next round." Grabbing hold of Debbie's left nipple, Amy then dragged her over to the foot of the bed. Amy's bed was a large king size four poster bed whose footboard consisted of two brass poles connecting the bottom two bed posts. The bottom pole was approximately waist height for Debbie while the upper pole was roughly a foot and half above the bottom one. Pulling down on the nipple, Amy forced Debbie between the two brass poles until she found herself standing at the foot of the bed, bent over at the waist, and jammed between the two brass poles of the footboard.
"Stay," Amy ordered. She then walked into the bathroom and came out several seconds later with a spool of string and a pair of scissors. Measuring off and then cutting several lengths of the string, Amy stooped down and, grabbing hold of Debbie's left ankle cuff, dragged it over towards the bed post. Once she was satisfied with its positioning, she tied the string to the loop on the cuff and then tied it off to the bed post. Walking over to the other corner, Amy did the same with Debbie's right foot. Stepping back she studied her handiwork and liked how her splayed legs opened up Debbie's ass and pussy.
Climbing up onto the bed, Amy grabbed hold of Debbie's wrists and, bringing them behind her back, fastened them together and then pulled up on them until they could be fastened to the ring on the back of her collar. With Debbie's hands and feet now secured, Amy set about her final task in preparing Debbie for what was to come. Measuring and cutting another length of string, Amy climbed back up on the bed and began to gather Debbie's hair up into a ponytail at the back of her head. Taking the string she tied one end around the newly made ponytail and brought the other end to the upper rail of the footboard. Pulling hard on the string, she forced Debbie's head back until her upper body was suspended above the mattress with her bruised breasts swinging freely below her. It was an awkward and painful position which forced Debbie to hold her upper body off the mattress or the full weight of it would begin pulling at the hair at the back of her head.
Grinning at her handiwork Amy grabbed the camera and snapped a few more photos of Debbie in her new humiliating position. Amy couldn't believe how good it felt to dominate another woman. And judging by the shit-eating grin on her husband's face, he wasn't minding either.
"Honey, why don't you get out of your clothes," Amy asked. As Rob began to quickly undress, Amy did as well until they were both naked. "Now honey, you know how you're always asking me to suck your cock? Well, here's your chance. This whore here loves to suck cock. And I bet she also loves swallowing cum too, don't you, you dirty little whore?" As she said this Amy reached down and grabbed one of Debbie's nipples and gave it a hard pinch and twist.
"Ahhh....yes Ma'am," was the gargled reply.
Gesturing to the space in front of Debbie's head Amy directed "climb up on the bed and let's put this whore through her paces."
Rob climbed up on the bed and found that when he was kneeling in front of Debbie, her mouth was at the perfect height for his penis. He could see her beginning to shake from the exertion of holding her upper body up off the bed in an attempt to relieve the pressure on her hair. Taking his hard on in hand he guided it into her open mouth and began thrusting into it in short hard strokes. Reaching under with both hands he grabbed each of Debbie's nipples and began to roll and twist them between his thumb and forefinger.
Watching her husband fucking Debbie's mouth was turning her on immensely and she began to egg him on further. "Come on Hon. Fuck that mouth. Force your cock down her throat. You know this whore likes it rough, so you know she wants you to choke her with your cock."
Needing no further encouragement, Rob began to force more and more of his cock into her mouth until he felt his cock bumping against the back of her throat. His thrusts were also becoming harder which forced Debbie to arch her back even more to absorb the force of each thrust. But each time he pulled back, the weight of her body would pull her forward once again pulling painfully upon her hair. It was like a see-saw of pain for Debbie where there was no relief no matter what direction Rob was thrusting.
Relaxing her throat as she'd been taught, she allowed Rob's cock to slip past the barrier and enter her throat. The gagging began almost immediately and was made all the harder by the awkward and painful position she was in. Amy grabbed the camera and began taking photos of Debbie's face as she gagged and coughed around the cock invading her throat. "That's it Hon. Get that cock in the whore's throat. See if you can bury it. That's it. Get her lips right up to your pubic hair." When he had the entire length buried in her throat Amy asked, "now hold it there. " Debbie was trying to gag and breathe around the monster lodged in her throat with little success. "Look up at the camera whore. I want a good shot to show my friends what a deep-throating whore you are."
After taking a few more humiliating photos of Debbie before allowing her husband to withdraw his cock and let her breathe again, she set the camera down, grabbed the discarded hairbrush and walked around the bed until she was standing behind Debbie. Amy could see that Debbie's pussy was even wetter than it had been after the breasts punishment. She was amazed at how much the whore was getting off on the humiliation and abuse and how much it also excited herself dominating and punishing another woman.
Grinning to her husband who was in seventh heaven fucking Debbie's throat, she raised the hairbrush and brought it down hard upon Debbie's right asscheek.
SMACK.
Debbie's eyes went wide and she let out what would have been a blood curdling scream if it hadn't been for the cock lodged in her throat. Her muffled scream sent shockwaves of pleasure through Rob's cock and he almost lost control right then and there.
"Oh my God Hon. That was fucking amazing. The sensation on my cock when she screams is unbelievable. Do it again," he quickly asked.
"My pleasure," was her response as she began beating a steady rhythm on both asscheeks with the hairbrush. It became a pleasurable game for Rob as he began trying different positions with his cock to see which gave him the greatest sensations. He tried putting just the tip of his cock in her mouth when the next blow landed to see what effect it would have. While her scream was certainly louder the shockwaves were greatly reduced. He began to bury more and more of his length into her mouth noting that the deeper he got, the more amazing it would feel. When he expressed this sentiment to his wife, she quickly replied, "well then let's see what we can do to make this even better for you."
By this point, Debbie's ass and upper thighs were a deep shade of red with hints of blue and purple. Amy was enjoying how it looked. She also noticed that Debbie was breathing harder and her pussy was pouring juices which had thoroughly soaked the insides of her thighs. While she continued her staccato of blows on Debbie's ass, Amy had an idea and instructed her husband, "bury your cock in her throat and hold it. I think you're going to like this." When he had done as instructed and the gagging commenced once more, Amy took careful aim and with an upward stroke brought the brush up hard against Debbie's soaking pussy several times in rapid succession.
Debbie's body went wild after that. She screamed and screamed around the cock lodged in her throat as a powerful orgasm rocked her body causing her to thrash about in pain/pleasure. Her screams were enough to push Rob over the edge as well and he kept his cock buried in her throat as he let loose torrent after torrent of cum directly into her stomach. With a final shudder, he finally released his hold on her head and withdrew his still erect cock from her mouth. With deep gasping breaths Debbie attempted to regain some of her composure.
"Man, this whore is really something else isn't she?" Amy exclaimed to her husband. "With nothing but pain stimulus, she is still able to have an orgasm." Rob had sat back on the bed and was attempting to catch his breath in the aftermath of his own orgasm. "I want you to stay hard Hon, because I have one more thing I want you to do," Amy asked.
When he looked up at her with surprise she said ,"I want you to fuck this whore in the ass. Would you like to do that?"
Without any hesitation, he quickly replied, "hell yes!"
"It's time for some pleasure for me too." After putting the hairbrush down Amy grabbed the camera and took several more photos of Debbie's reddened ass and pussy before moving back up onto the bed. Reaching up she untied the string from the footboard allowing Debbie's head to finally fall forward and to rest her weight on the bed, though she still had to maintain the awkward position of her wrists attached to the back of her neck.
Opening her legs she scooted forward until her pussy was inches away from Debbie's head. "Eat my pussy whore," she ordered. When Debbie had begun tonguing Amy's pussy, she directed Rob to, "now grease up that cock with her pussy juices and then shove it up her ass. And don't be gentle about it either. You know this whore wants it rough."
Needing no further encouragement, he drove his cock balls deep into her pussy, and after several hard strokes, pulled out and placed the tip against her puckered asshole. With a look of pure joy on his face, Rob began to work the tip of his cock into Debbie's ass. With a grimace on her face Debbie tried to focus on pleasuring the pussy in front of her, but Rob's cock was so big and he was pushing so hard, that she was having difficulty staying on task.
SLAP
A hard slap to her face brought her back in focus, as she quickly renewed her efforts on Amy's pussy. By this point, Rob had worked half of his length into Debbie's ass and was grunting with the exertion required to get the rest of it in. Seeing this Amy directed, "grab the hairbrush hon. Use it on her ass to encourage her to open her asshole up for you."
Rob grabbed the discarded brush and began smacking Debbie's ass each time he thrust in. With this new encouragement to her already bruised and sore ass, Rob finally managed to bury the entire length of his cock into Debbie's tight asshole. Taking a moment to savor the feeling of having his cock buried in another woman's ass, Rob stopped beating Debbie's ass and stood motionless for several seconds, with a look of pure bliss on his face. He had fantasized about this moment for so many years, and had actually given up hope of ever knowing what it would feel like, since his wife had repeatedly refused his requests over the years. But now, he had not only cum in another woman's mouth but was fucking one in the ass too. It was the best birthday gift he could have ever received.
Looking up at her husband and seeing the dreamy far-off expression on his face, Amy knew she had made the right decision in accepting Carl's gift of Debbie. She had no idea what the future would hold with that couple, but she certainly hoped it would include the continued sharing of Debbie. When her husband finally refocused on his surroundings, he noticed with a start his wife staring at him intently. With a grin he mouthed the words 'thank you', to which Amy mouthed back 'I love you'.
"Now honey, I want you to fuck that ass as hard as you can. I want you to fuck it so hard, that this stupid whore won't be able to sit down for a week. Teach her what a dirty little slut she is," she directed.
Needing no further encouragement from her, Rob dropped the hairbrush and, grabbing Debbie's hips, began pounding Debbie's asshole with everything he had. Each stroke he withdrew as far as he could before hammering it home until his nutsack smacked against Debbie's abused pussy and his cock was completely buried to the hilt. His thrusts were so powerful that the entire bed shook each time he hit home and the headboard began smacking against the wall. Debbie was mewling and crying out with pain as Rob began to increase the tempo of his thrusts. He was concentrating and working so hard that a sheen of sweat began to coat his hard body.
The sounds and sensations were beginning to have a strong impact on Amy. She had never had her pussy eaten by another woman and had certainly never been in the situation she found herself in now. Sensing her husband was building towards his second orgasm of the night, Amy refocused on Debbie and began to encourage her further. "That's it whore. Take that big cock up your ass. You know that's your purpose in life. You were put on this earth to serve others and to have as many cocks rammed down your throat and up your ass as possible." Pulling her knees up to her chest Amy ordered, "now tongue my ass. Work your tongue into my asshole and fuck it. Oh God, that's it whore. Lick my cunt and ass." Despite her cries of pain, Debbie's breathing had become labored and it was soon evident that she was going to have another orgasm from her rough treatment. "You see that honey? The whore likes the pain so much, that she's going to have another orgasm," Amy remarked. This just seemed to drive her husband even wilder and his pounding thrusts quickened until his hips were practically a blur. Debbie's tongue was also having the desired effect on Amy and she found herself rapidly approaching an orgasm. "Don't cum in her ass hon," Amy directed to her husband before it was too late. "I want you to shoot your load all over this whore's face. I think that would be a nice parting gift for this dirty slut." With a roar, Rob picked the pace up even more. Sweat was now pouring down all over his body, as his muscles strained from the exertion.
These last words seemed to also have an effect on Debbie because with a strangled cry she began to buck and writhe on the bed as another powerful orgasm ripped through her battered and bruised body. Grabbing a handful of hair, Amy drove her pussy hard into Debbie's face and let loose with her own orgasm covering Debbie's face with her own cum and pussy juices.
Seeing and hearing the two women in front of him having orgasms was all Rob needed to push him over the edge as well. With another roar, Rob grabbed his cock and rushing around to the other side of the footboard, scrambled up onto the bed and, grabbing a handful of Debbie's hair, roughly turned it until she was facing his throbbing erection. He then let loose the largest and most powerful orgasm of his life. Spurt after spurt of sticky white cum began to shoot out of his cock and cover every single inch of Debbie's flushed face. When he had completely covered the whore's face with cum, he began shooting streams of cum into her hair as well. After what seemed to him like hours of cumming, Rob finally shot the last load into Debbie's hair before releasing his hold on her head and sitting back on the bed in exhaustion.
Grabbing the camera, Amy took multiple photos of Debbie's cum covered face before climbing off the bed and walking behind Debbie to photograph her stretched and abused asshole. All in all, she felt she had a pretty good collection of photos for her and husband to remember this evening by. Bending down, she untied Debbie's ankles from the posts of the footboard, and then instructed, "get up whore. I don't want your filthiness dirtying my bed."
With her arms still fastened to the back of her neck, Debbie found it extremely difficult to pull herself out from between the rails of the footboard. When she had finally managed to extricate herself and turned toward her tormentor, Amy reached up and grabbed Debbie's nipple between thumb and forefinger and began leading her through the house towards the front door. When they stood before the front door, Amy released her hold on Debbie's nipple, opened the door and instructed, "go home whore. Show your owners what a dirty little slut you've been." With a shocked look on her face, Debbie realized that Amy wanted her to run home when she was completely naked. And not only was she naked and completely covered in cum, but her hands were still fastened behind her head causing her breasts to jut out obscenely. Seeing that Amy was not going to relent she reluctantly turned toward the open door and stepped across the threshold into the cool evening. Debbie knew it was late and was probably approaching dawn, but couldn't be absolutely sure as she hadn't thought to check a clock as she was being led around the house by her tender nipples.
Humiliated beyond belief, Debbie could feel the copious amount of cum beginning to dry and harden on her face. Knowing that there was nothing she could do about it she took a deep breath and set off at as fast a pace as she could manage with her fuck-me heels on and her arms held awkwardly behind her head. With her breasts bouncing obscenely in front of her she knew that were someone to be walking along the sidewalk at this hour they would get quite the eyeful. Her breasts, ass and backs of her thighs were a dark red with visible welts throughout them making it quite evident that someone had been punishing them. The ankle cuffs along with the wrist cuffs attached to her dog collar, as well as the boatload of semen on her face and in her hair, also made it quite obvious that she had been used as someone's fucktoy.
Despite the intense humiliation she was feeling as she ran home naked, she couldn't help but notice that her pussy was soaking wet by the time she reached the front door. Not being able to use her hands to open the door, she had to stoop down and press the door bell with her nose. Her wait for the door to open felt like an eternity as she continued to glance around nervously. When at last the door opened she practically ran into the house, thankful for finally being away from prying eyes.
"Well, look at you whore. It looks like Rob and Amy had a good time tonight," I commented, taking in her bruised and battered appearance. Just then Tina stepped around the corner wearing only her collar and began laughing out loud when she saw Debbie.
"It certainly looks that way, doesn't it Sir?" she added.
"Well, let's not keep the whore waiting, shall we?" I asked stepping into the living room. I had set everything up in anticipation of Debbie's return. I had set the video camera up on its tripod facing the large bay windows whose drapes were pulled apart allowing the light from the living room to spill out into the night unhindered.
Leading Debbie over to the windows, I grabbed the large black dildo from the coffee table and using the suction cup on its base, stuck it to the centre bay window at roughly the height of Debbie's waist. The look of horror on her face was priceless as it dawned on her that her humiliation for the night wasn't quite over yet. Once the dildo was in place, I grabbed the nipple clamps from the coffee table and walking back over to Debbie began to affix them on her nipples. These clamps were designed with small screws in them which allow me to control how tightly they squeeze the nipples. I began to slowly turn the screws as I watched Debbie's face for her reaction. When she began to wince, I continued to turn the screws until she finally cried out in pain. Only then did I stop turning the screws. Releasing the clamps, I stepped back to admire my handiwork. The chain joining the two clamps together hung down between her breasts swaying gently from her movement while her poor abused nipples were being squeezed mercilessly by the too-tight clamps. Her nipples were already a dark red, and from the beating they had obviously taken earlier, I knew they would be bruised and sore for several days.
Stepping back to the camera, I turned it on and then bent down to ensure it was capturing the whole scene before I spoke again. "Alright whore. You're almost done for the night. You are going to bend over facing the camera and then you are going to back up until you can feel that dildo touching your ass. You are then going to take that monster of a dildo up your ass and fuck yourself with it while we film you." The look of humiliation spreading across Debbie's face was an immense turn on for me and out of the corner of my eye, I could see Tina was enjoying it as well. I think Tina enjoyed humiliating Debbie as much as she enjoyed being humiliated herself. "Now before you do that, did you want some lubrication on the dildo?" I asked.
"Oh, yes Sir," was her quick response. Her arms were still fastened behind her head, and it became quite evident to Debbie that I had no intention of remedying that situation any time soon.
"Very well. Get down on your knees and suck on the dildo then," was my quick reply. The look of disappointment was quite evident on her face as she slowly dropped to her knees in front of the picture window and began to suck on the black dildo. It was obvious that she had been hoping that I would have just used some form of lubricant instead. It was still too dark outside, and too light inside, that Debbie could not see if anyone was outside the window watching her humiliate herself.
When she had managed to coat the entire dildo in her saliva I ordered, "stand up whore. Now face the camera and bend over at the waist." When she was in position I continued, "back up until you can feel the dildo against your ass. Spread your feet apart. Open that pussy and ass up for everyone watching outside the window. Now get that dildo in your ass. I want everyone out there to see you stretching your asshole wide open to take that big black cock up your ass." Debbie's face turned a crimson red as she began to grunt from the exertion of trying to force that monster up her bruised and battered asshole. The chain connecting the nipple clamps swung wildly beneath her as she worked the dildo in inch by inch. When she had worked about half the length in I continued, "now fuck your ass as hard as you can. I want everyone outside to be able to see your pussy lips press up against the window each time you bottom out on that dildo."
At first her motions were timid as she began to try and work the rest of the dildo into her ass. Seeing that she was going to need further encouragement I quickly added, "perhaps I need to have slut go get the crop and have her start beating your ass with it to encourage you to try a little harder." The change was instant. Debbie immediately began pounding her ass against the black intruder with all her might, quickly burying the entire length in only a few strokes. "That's better whore. Now I want you to look into the camera and tell us exactly what happened from the moment you stepped outside our door and headed over to Rob and Amy's. A pained look spread across Debbie's face as she realized that not only would she have to recount the humiliating experience to us, but also to the camera where it would be captured for future viewings and possible audiences.
As she began her humiliating tale, broken only by the sound of her ass smacking against the window with each thrust, I motioned for Tina to get on her hands and knees in front of me facing Debbie. Kneeling behind her I rammed my already hardened cock into her pussy several times until it was sufficiently lubricated with her juices, before taking careful aim and ramming my cock up her ass. She let out a squeal of pain as I forced the head past her tight sphincter ring. With slow steady strokes I worked more and more of it in until I was also bottoming out in her ass, just as the black dildo was bottoming out in Debbie's ass. Grabbing a handful of hair at the back of Tina's head I pulled back hard until her back was arched and her head was bent painfully back towards me. I then began to jackhammer as hard as I could into her ass while listening to Debbie's humiliating ordeal.
As I pounded my wife's ass and listened to Debbie's story, I couldn't help but begin to reflect on how much my life had changed in the past year. It all started when Tina bravely admitted to me one sleepy morning that she wanted to relinquish control to me, and had now progressed to the point where I now owned two beautiful women who would do anything I asked and to whom I could do anything I wanted.
Life couldn't get any better than this, could it?
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