I am a Bi-Male, married and in my early 30's.

I do not find men attractive, but happily play with cocks and suck them (not really into anal sex, but love getting rimmed)

The reason I am bi, is that when I was younger my friend and I experimented, we did this because we could not get any pussy and just wanted something more than continually wanking our dicks by ourselves.

Anyway, I have continued to like sucking cock as I have got older - but as I say I dont find men attractive, Sissy boys and TV's are more feminine and therefore more acceptable to me.

I have recently started talking to a local sissy and he is happy to live out a fantasy of mine, I will dominate him and control him in anyway I want & he will follow my orders.

To start with its just online buts he lives close and the plan is for this relationship to become physical very soon.

He too has a famale partner who knows nothing, but I am going to train him to become more and more submissive to her, eventually over time It would be great if she takes onboard that he is a slut who likes being used by men and women.

If his girlfriend embraces his submissive side, who knows she might be willing to dominate him with me?

This is real life not some bullshit story, so it will take a long time, many months maybe even a year or more, who knows.

Looking for chicks/Mature women and Ssbbw pigs(19-40)+
curious about Deepthroat therapy sessions/Breathless BBC deepthroat breath play/face fuck interrogation sessions.

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Chapter 9
The guards have come to the realization that you enjoy most of the abuse they've been heaping on you. That led them to start searching out more and more depraved ways to torture and use you, in hope of finding your breaking point.
One of them stumbled across the work of Dolcett on the internet and wondered if they could do it to you.
As much as the idea of impaling you on a spit and roasting you alive sounded like fun they decided they have to keep you alive. Too much paperwork if you die. And besides they're having far too much fun torturing you to have it end so soon.
Instead, they decide that they are going to impale you in the spit and roast you but only for half an hour.
There's a company picnic coming up for the 4th of July so it's the perfect time to barbecue you.
The picnic is being held in a clearing in the woods. It's warm and sunny and all the guards are relaxed, drinking, and happy. It would be a wholesome scene except for the naked sissy slut bound to the trees at the edge of the clearing. Standing, spread eagled, wrists and ankles tied to two trees.
The fire pit has been lit. They're just waiting for the fire to burn down and the coals to get hot.
While you're waiting to be "cooked" the warm summer breezes caress your naked, slutty, thicc body. Your nipples have grown hard, and your pathetic little cock is starting to stir too.
As the fire starts to die down your untied and led to the picnic table and told to climb up onto it. On your hands and knees, ass in the air, they start to prepare you for roasting.
Your hair is soaked and tied up. Herbs and onions are shoved into your boipussy. For flavour. An apple is pushed into your mouth. Not so much for flavour but only to make you look a like a roasting piglet.
They make you lay flat on the table and a large, round, stake is laid the length of your body. Ropes soon secure you to it. A wooden Frame is laid across your shoulders and you're soon bound to it as well. Lastly, a thick, long wooden stake is pushed deep into your gaping cunt and attached to the spit.
The entire time they're preparing you the guards talk about you in the 3rd person. They refer to you as "her" sometimes, but usually, "it".
Two burly guards grab each end of the spit and hoist you off the table. It's uncomfortable, but not quite painful. More than anything it's humiliating. You're a piece of meat, yet again, for their amusement. This time quite literally.
The heat hits you immediately when they put the spit in its rack. A small motor is going to rotate you over the fire, just like a fucking animal to be consumed.
It doesn't take long for the heat to start making you dizzy and light headed. It's also turning you on.
The heat licking at your useless cock with each rotation. The guards laughing at you and enjoying the spectacle.
After a few minutes they break out the barbecue sauce and start pouring it all over your limp body. Covering you, head to toe in sticky sweet sauce. A bottle gets shoved up your ass and the sauce pours in to mix with the other ingredients already inside you.
You've lost track of time. You're hoping you don't have to endure too much more. You can feel your cock and balls starting to singe. Your tits are glowing hot. The pain is becoming almost too much to take. Your screams and pleading are muffled by the apple in your mouth. Not that any of them would take pity and offer you relief.
The last thing you remember hearing, before you passed out, is one of them saying "Three more minutes and then we'll take the meat off the fire."
You're awakened by a bucket of cold water being thrown on you. Every inch of your body feels like it's been sunburnt. To make matters worse you're covered in sticky sweet barbecue sauce.
The guards want to get you cleaned up a little before the next stage of the festivities bit there's no hose to spray you down with. Then a brilliant idea emerges.
You're tossed on the ground, still tied to the spit, and the four dogs that have been hanging around are called over. They quickly begin licking the sticky sweet sauce off of you. Their rough tongues dragging across your burnt body is agonizing. Because you're a sick fuck, you like it. You start to moan and wiggle around to give the dogs access to more of you. Especially your pathetic little cock.
A couple of the guards notice what you're doing and start to laugh. They point out to everyone that you're fucking enjoying it. Everyone agrees that you're the most depraved, filthy, amoral, piece of fuck meat they've ever seen. They're excited about it. It means they can do anything to you. No matter how depraved, degrading, disgusting, violent, or taboo.
While they are chatting about what to do next, one of the dogs lifts his leg and starts pissing on you. The hot stream feels scalding on your burnt skin. It splashes across your stomach and chest. Some of it gets up around your neck and you open your mouth, hoping to be able to drink some of it to relieve your incredible thirst.
Everyone has gone silent, watching in amazement. When the second dog starts pissing on your chest you wiggle around to take it in the face. The hot dog piss in your mouth giving you relief from the thirst and a fantastic thrill at being able to be so fucking filthy. It's at that moment that the last 2 dogs start pissing all over your hard, but pathetic, cock. Your moans of pleasure leave the guards, and their wives, laughing and cheering.
Because it's the 4th of July the guards have brought along a bunch of flags, firecrackers and decorations to celebrate the day.
The dogs have licked you clean and lost interest in pissing on you so everyone is looking for a new amusement.
It's time to do some decorating.
You're untied from the spit and another bucket of ice cold water is thrown on your limp body. As you lay there, dazed, aroused, humiliated, you wonder what fucked up thing they could possibly have in mind.
A kick to the ribs gets you on your back. A couple more kicks and you're spread eagle in the grass.
One of the wives has brought a bunch of small flags. The paper ones with a wooden stick. She wants to shove them in your piss hole. The only problem is you've gone limp. It would be much easier if your clit was hard. It only takes her a moment to figure out how to get you hard again. She drops her panties, lifts her dress, squats over your face and starts to piss. It works like a charm. You can't help yourself. You open your slut mouth and drink it all down as quickly as you can. The shame and humiliation does what it was intended to do. Your useless cock is nice and hard again.
With her cunt still firmly pressed to your face she begins sliding the stick of the flag down into your cock. You're so embarrassed and ashamed at how much you're loving this treatment.
She manages to push two more flags into your pisshole. As she hops off your face she tells you to get the fuck up. You're exhausted and hesitant. A quick kick in the head and a slap across the face gets your moving. Your struggle to your feet.
She instructs you to show everyone how patriotic you are and to start waving the flags. Your efforts aren't even close to what she wants and she kicks you in the ass, over and over, making you stumble around, and making your faggot clit wiggle. The laughter from the crowd is so fucking humiliating and you wonder what the fuck is wrong with you that you love it.
That's when someone suggests that they should tun you into a proper flag pole.
Chapter 10

Having grown tired of watching your futile attempts to wave the little flags jammed in your pisshole the wives have decided to turn you into a “proper” flag pole.

A shovel is tossed at your feet and you’re ordered to start digging. They want a hole two feet deep and 3 feet wide. And you had better hurry the fuck up. Your efforts are decent to being but because of all the abuse you’ve endured so far today you start to tire and slow down. A crack of the whip then the sting as it bites into your ass. You dig faster. Another crack and another stripe across your sissy ass. You don’t speed up digging but your clit starts to involuntarily grow. This prompts laughter and ridicule from the guards, and particularly, the women. They can’t believe just how much of a pathetic, pain and abuse craving, sissy slut you really are.

Before too long the hole is complete. She shoves you to your knees at the edge of the hole, facing it. Turning to one of the other wives she says, “Jenn, bring the big flag and pole over here. We’re going to do this up right. Real patriotic.” She shoves you forward, so that you fall into the hole. Because of the size of the hole only your upper body fits. Your ass is in the air, sticking straight up. Completely gaping and exposed.

As she hands over the flagpole Jenn says, “I don’t think it’s going to fit. It’s way to big.” It’s not going to matter if it’s too big or not. One way or another it’s going in your cunt. Lubed, dry. No one cares.

The fat, wooden, flag pole is pushed up against the entrance to your cunt and pressure is slowly applied. It’s starting to work its way in. You do your best to relax and push out, to get the pole in your cunt without too much pain and tearing. It helps, but there is still so much of the huge pole to go.

She starts to lose patience with the progress and starts shoving harder and harder. Your cries for her to please stop are, obviously, ignored and you’re told to shut the fuck up and take it. You’re reminded that you’re only there to entertain them. Your pain doesn’t matter. Besides, she says, your hard clit says you’re enjoying it. She makes you admit you like it. You have to yell, loudly, for everyone to hear, that you like having the flag pole shoved up your ass.

Jenn starts to help. Between the two of them they’re able to force the pole deep into your cunt. Judging by how full you feel, you think there’s about two feet of hard wood up inside you. You’re ashamed of yourself for being proud of how much you can take.

Once it’s firmly in place a flag is attached to pole. It gently unfurls in the breeze. The wind playing with the cloth makes the pole move around in your cunt, pushing it from side to side. It feels like the wind is fucking you.

Your told that you cannot let the flag fall. It’s disrespectful. If it falls you’ll be beaten unconscious.
The group goes back to drinking, snacking and playing games, leaving you there. An object to amuse them.
After about half an hour you notice the dogs are sniffing around you, curious as to why you’re there. Realizing you’re not moving much they conclude you’re not a person and start pissing on you, like they would any tree, bush or shrub. At first they piss on your ass, because the flag pole is a natural place for them to piss. Eventually though they piss on your shoulders, back and face. Because you’re in the hole it’s really convenient for them to piss all over you.
Everyone sees it happening but there’s no way they’re going to stop it. It’s way too funny. Hell, not only are they not going to stop it, they’re going to join in. For the next hour you endure an almost non-stop rain of piss. All over your back and ass, all over the back of your head. In your face. So much in your face. Each time someone pisses in your face you open your mouth and drink in as much as you’re able. You try to be subtle about it so they don’t see you drinking it but eventually you’re caught. It’s decided that if you’re going to do that you might was well be a urinal for them for the rest of the evening. From that point on all of the piss, and theres so much because of all the beer drinking, is aimed at your mouth.
The sun is starting to fade from the sky. The coming darkness signals the next stage of the days festivities. The fireworks display is going to be amazing this year!

Pauline The Slut - Part 30: Dogs Life 
 I woke the next morning on the floor of the cellar with my hands tied to a hanging bar. Everyone else had gone. The Mexican girl, Rosa, brought me some food and water and left. It was a few hours before Beth and Ellie arrived. 
 

They pulled the rope attached to the bar holding my hands. I was brought to my feet. Beth stood in front of me while Ellie stood behind. They ran their hands up and down my body, scraping and pinching before Beth concentrated on my vagina and Ellie on my asshole. They were soon fingering both my holes with one hand while their other hand teased my nipples and clitoris. 
 

This continued for sometime before they both looked at each other and smiled. Together they both shoved their fists up my cunt and ass. I screamed in pain. They punched in and out laughing all the time before they started to swing me from side to side and back and forth using the fists inserted inside me. My screams were continuous as their pace quickened.  
 

They only stopped when one of the men who I didn't know arrived in. He wanted to piss on me so the women lowered me to the floor and left me for him. He had me open my mouth and pissed into it. I couldn't swallow all of it and soon I was choking and there was urine running down my body. 
 

Throughout the day people came into the cellar to use me, men, women, couples and groups. Later Rosa returned with some food. When I finished she hosed me down. That evening I could hear a party going on upstairs. Later in the night everyone arrived down to the cellar and my torture at the hands of the young Rosa started again. 
 

She wheeled a trolley to the centre of the room and told me to lie face down on it. When I did, she handcuffed my hands together and pulled them above my head locking them to the top of the trolley. She then chained each ankle to a corner of the trolley. 
 

She pressed a button on the side. The trolley started to hum before rows of pins started rise from the surface piercing every part of my body. I tried to avoid the pins by raising my body from the trolley. As I did so I heard a whistling sound before feeling a stinging pain across my buttocks. Then another across my back. I looked sideways to see Rosa with a whip in her hand. Another lash, then another forcing my body on to the pins. 
 

The next day, Rosa brought me back to my dog house. People were leaving. The next few days were spent in the dog house with Rosa feeding me and letting me out to go to the bathroom. On Thursday, my husband and Beth left with some suitcases. 
 

As Rosa was feeding me on Friday, my son Donal, arrived. He sat down in a garden seat. As Rosa was about to open the dog house to let me out he shouted at her to stop. He called her over and spoke with her. She went inside the house and returned with a collar, lead and riding crop.  

  She came over to me, put the collar and lead on me. She instructed me to get on all fours and to walk on all fours. She brought me out of the dog house and walked me to the edge of some trees. I looked at her. She hit me on the ass with the riding crop and told me to go to the toilet there.   
  

I started to stand up to object when she pulled on the lead choking me while at the same time beating me with the crop. "Get back on all fours bitch. You'll go to the toilet like the slut bitch you are. Now get on with it."  
  

I looked over at my son but he just smiled. I received a few more belts of the crop. I spread my legs and started to urinate. When I finished Rosa hit me on the ass again and said "Now bend down and smell your piss." I lowered my head to the spot where I had urinated and sniffed.   
 "Time for a walk." She took me for a walk around the garden. On all fours I struggled to keep up with her. I fell over several times. She would just pull on the lead, choking me until I got back on all fours.  
 

After taking me around the garden several times she brought me over to Donal. He took the riding crop off Rosa and threw it out on the grass "Go fetch.". 
 

I looked at him, tears in my eyes. I turned and went on all fours to retrieve the crop. When I returned with the crop he had stripped naked and Rosa was on her knees sucking his cock. He continued to throw the crop for me to fetch.   
 With me on all fours he got behind me and positioned his cock against my asshole. He pushed and started to fuck me. Rosa lay in front of me with her legs spread. I was about to start eating her cunt when she urinated. It squirted straight into my face. Donal forced my head down into her cunt as the piss continued. When she finished I cleaned her cunt as Donal came in my ass.  
  

I remained on all fours for the rest of the day. Donal would pat me on the head and have me do tricks for him just like a real dog. Later that day, Rosa arrived back to the house. She handed Donal a bag. He called me over and took off my collar. He then took a new collar out of the bag. It had 'Mom' written on it. He put it on me. He then faced fucked me shooting his cum straight into my stomach.  
 

I spent the next few days on all fours been treated like a dog. Then one morning he brought me into the house there were two suitcases by the door. He handed me a short skimpy blue dress to wear. I went to take off the collar but he told me to keep it on.  
 

We headed for the airport. At the airport everyone was looking at me. As we went through security, the metal detector sounded. It was my collar. I was so embarrassed as I handed the collar to the security guard. He smirked as he read it and then looked at Donal.   
  

On the plane, I sat in the middle seat while Donal sat by the window. A middle aged man sat on the outside. As the flight went by Donal turned towards me and started to fondle my breast, then parted my legs and fingered my cunt. The man beside us took a great interest. Then Donal told me to head for the toilets. He followed me into a toilet and had me suck his cock before he got me to spread my legs and fucked me.  
 

He went back to the seat. I cleaned myself and followed him back. When I sat down he was talking to the man. "I just fucked my mother in the toilet. We're now members of the mile high club." The man looked at me. "She's your mother." He then spotted my collar.  
 

"She's sex mad." Donal said "She's a pure slut. You can take her for a fuck if you want."   
 

"Really" 
 

"Go on. She'd love too." 
 

The man got up and headed for the toilet. Donal told me to follow him. I reluctantly headed for the toilet to be fucked a second time.  

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A few years ago I worked with this delicious slut in a medium sized office. About 75 people worked there, 10 or 12 in the attached warehouse, the rest desk jobs in the office area up front. She sat in a cubicle across and beyond the wall from mine. Blonde, tan, about 5 foot 3, 120 pounds maybe. Big, perky fake tits and a tight little ass. She knew it too. Always wore outfits a bit too tight or revealing. The kind of girl who spent her time on boats and at the beach, always in the sun, always flirting. She was such a tease.

I liked having time to myself in the office, to get things done without others around to interrupt, so I would normally come in very early, get there 530 or 6 AM. That would allow me at least an hour, nobody else in the office came in before 7. A few warehouse guys, but they stayed in the back. One morning I'm at my desk about 615 and I hear this incredibly loud sound coming from one of the cubicles across the wall. Startling and LOUD. I walked over to investigate, and my little office fantasy, let's call her Julie (not her real name), had left her cell phone on her desk, and the alarm was going off. I managed to turn it off, shaking my head at the noise. I was about to put it back on her desk when I thought, I wonder what kind of pics she might have....

Her phone had no secure lock screen, so it wasn't hard to explore. I found her galleries, checking over my shoulder that nobody else was coming in. Mostly boring shots of her dog, some flowers, pinterest type crap. Scrolling down, scrolling, and then - bingo.

A series of selfies that were clearly meant for someone she wanted to fuck. licking her lips, pouty smiles with her hard nipples through a thin shirt, on her stomach with her beautiful ass in the air, and more. They progressively got more revealing. Her ass in boy shorts, then her bare ass. Wearing just a bra, then full exposed tits. they were amazing. playing with her nipples, then her in front of a mirror in only panties, then no panties covering her pussy with her hand, then legs open and her finger tracing her slit. I was rock fucking hard. I checked again to make sure I was still alone, then pulled my cock out and did what any guy would do, stroked myself off to her pics right there in her cubicle.

When it came time to cum I shot my load right on her chair. She never came in before 9, it would dry before then, and I could spend all day getting hard knowing she would be sitting on it.

I wanted to send myself the pics, but she would know I did. So I hooked up a USB and transferred a ton to my hard drive. She had so many more. Then just in time, I put her phone back and returned to my desk just before a co-worker came in.

Fast forward to the next morning, alone in the office, my cock out, stroking to her slutty pics. I printed a few, full color on the office printer, and shot ropes all over her. I must have done this every day for a week. I would throw the photos away after, buried beneath other trash. So i thought at least.

After about a week of this, I came in one morning to find one of my cum stained printed pics of her on my desk. No note, nobody there, just the pic. I was freaked out. I was caught, and going to get fired. I picked up the photo to destroy it and found underneath, another photo of her, one I hadn't seen before. Tight sweater, tight pants, fuck me smile. Written underneath the photo was "do this one next".

I wasn't sure if she had found it and it turned her on, or a creepy coworker found it and took a pic from her facebook or something, but it was exhilarating. I made sure I was alone, grabbed my cock and pumped a huge load all over her slut face. Then I put it in the trash the exact same way as the day before. Neither she nor anyone else said a word about it that day. I was extra sensitive, trying to figure out who did it, nothing.

The next morning when I arrived at 530 my heart was pounding. I walked to my cubicle, almost couldn't breathe. When I turned the corner there was no picture, just a post it note. "check my top drawer - J". It was her. My cock was RAGING before I even got to her desk. When I opened her top drawer there was an 8 x 10 photo of her, spread eagle, sucking a cock while using a vibrator on her pussy. Below it said "when you're done leave it where you found it, xo"

I could not believe this was happening. What a filthy slut! What an amazing place to work! I edged and stroked for about 20 minutes, and pumped a fat load all over her. Then I left the cum covered photo in her drawer. A few hours later she arrived at work. Our area was pretty quiet overall. She walked by my desk, which she didn't have to do, and said good morning, in a very flirtatious tone. A moment later I heard her sit down, put her bag away and open her desk drawer. Then clear as day I heard her moan just a little, and close the drawer. I was immediately hard again.

We did not speak about it. Not at all. There was this understood secrecy about what we were doing, not a hint of it during the work day, no communication. But each morning that week I would check her drawer and find a new photo, and cum all over it. Thursday there was no photo, but a pair of panties.

I sniffed them as I stroked, her delicious pussy all over them. Then I stroked with them, and decorated her panties with my spunk, and put them back in her drawer. That morning, when she got in, she called over the wall to me, "can you come here for a second?". I was so nervous, and so aroused.

Her cubicle was situated with the opening facing a corner, so you couldn't see into it unless you were standing right at the entrance. I walked over, not even trying to hide my erection. There were two other people in the room at that point, about 15 feet away. As I reached the opening and said good morning, she turned in her chair and said good morning back. She was wearing a pencil skirt, which she hiked up just a bit, and opened her legs. She then slid off her panties, and handed them to me, and said "I think these are yours". Then she retrieved the cum soaked panties from her desk, and put them on right in front of me. She then turned around and began working. I almost lost my mind.

I put her panties in my pocket, and walked back to my desk. I pretended to work, but all I could do was replay that exchange over and over in my head. After an hour or so of that I couldn't take it anymore. I went to the bathroom, sat in the stall and began stroking with her panties. I decided to take a short video, about 5 seconds, and text it to her. My heart was pounding as I pressed send. I continued stroking there in the stall until about 3 minutes later she texted back, a 5 second video of her rubbing her pussy at her desk. I watched it on a loop until I blew, right into her panties.

The rest of the day was somewhat normal, we didn't talk, but we both it seemed continued to fantasize about what happened. Then came Friday morning. I arrived about 545. It was routine now, get my coffee, go check her desk for today's stroking material, and bust a huge nut before getting to work. Except that day there was no photo, no panties. Nothing. I walked back to my desk disappointed, and then I saw the post it note on my monitor. "You should check the conference room".

The conference room in our building was big, with a floor to ceiling glass wall that faced an open field. About a dozen chairs, screen, large oval table, standard stuff. It was at the far end of the building. The lights in the main area were still off, nobody was in yet. The conference room door was closed, which was odd. I was so nervous as I reached for the handle. I turned and opened the door, it was dark. As I flipped the first light switch, which activated a soft , low light in the center of the room, I could see her at the head of the table. She was wearing another skirt, hiked up. Her legs were open, and she was playing with her amazing pussy. I entered the room, shut and locked the door behind me, and walked towards her.

"I want you to watch" she said. So I sat down in the chair next to her, and watched as she made herself cum right in front of me. She was a total exhibitionist. Really put on a show. After she came, I got down on my knees, touched her legs for the first time, held them open and ate her pussy like a maniac.

She was pulling me into her, grabbing handfuls of hair, moaning and saying filthy fucking things as I tongued her deep and thorough. She must have came 3 times before I stood up. I was barely upright before she was tugging and pulling at my belt and zipper with both hands, staring up at me the whole time. She lowered my pants, peeled down my boxers and my erect cock bounced up, almost hitting her face. She took it in both hands, stroking it slowly, and proceeded to give me an incredible blow job. One of the 5 best in my life.

She did everything - slapped her tongue and lips with it, rubbed it on her cheeks, kissed, licked, sucked, cheeks caving in, moaning, saying dirty, dirty things to me as she inhaled my engorged cock. I was so close to cumming. She had taken her top off while sucking me, so her gorgeous tits were out for me to enjoy.

She then stood up, bent over completely at the waist, and laid her naked upper body on the conference room table. She reached out with her hands, laying the palms flat on the table, and pointed her incredible ass towards me.

"Do whatever you want" was all she said to me. And I did.

I dominated her. Fucked her slow and deep as I held her neck, pressed my chest onto her back. I whispered incredibly erotic things into her ear as I pumped her full of my pulsing dick. She gushed on me. The edge of the table was soaked. I flipped her around and fucked her that way for a minute, then pulled her onto my lap in a chair, then put her up against the glass wall, then bent her over the table again and pummeled her cunt until I blew, a gigantic load of cum, right inside her.

After a moment of us both gasping for breath, we began to get dressed. We straightened up the room, wiped the table down, made sure we both looked presentable, and walked out into the main office area. Not 5 minutes later a couple of people arrived at work, and before long it was a normal day again.

That was the first time we fucked each other senseless at work, a tradition that went on for about 6 months, at least twice each week. But that first time, and the erotica that lead up to it, still the most amazing, dirty experience I've ever had.

Pauline The Slut - Part 26: My Husbands Whore 

 
I didn't see my husband for a few weeks after the film shoot. I was still in bed one morning when the phone rang. "Get out of bed slut and put on one of your babydoll outfits. There are some workmen coming over to do some work on the house. They'll be there for two days. Make sure you feed them and let them use you however they want. They promised to reduce the bill if you proved to be a good slut. Don't disappoint." He hung up. 
 

Just after 9, 3 men arrived. "Wow, your husband wasn't joking. You are a cock hungry slut." Their boss said as he grabbed me and ran his hands all over my body. "You two bring in the gear. I'm going to start this job with a fuck." He dragged me into the lounge while the other two brought their gear upstairs. He followed them upstairs when he was done. 
 
There was a lot of noise coming from them and I was curious as to what work they were doing. I went upstairs. They were working in one of the guest bedrooms. I went to the door to peak inside. Before I could see anything one of them came out. He took me to my sons bedroom pushed me to my knees and had me suck his cock. Before he headed back to work he said "We'll be stopping for lunch at one and dinner at five. Make sure there's plenty to eat." 
 

Throughout the two days they would continually come to use one of my holes. Whenever they all left the room the door was locked so I never got to see what they were doing. On the final evening a truck arrived and all the old furniture from the bedroom was taken away after I gave the driver a blowjob. 
 

My husband arrived the next day to inspect the work. I wasn't allowed into the room. My husband seemed satisfied with what he saw. He left without saying a word. 
 

The next afternoon Beth phoned, "Slut, Put on your black cocktail dress and be at the restaurant in the Four Seasons at 9. Eat before you arrive." I arrived as they were finishing their meal, my husband, Beth and a man I'd not seen before. 
 

"This is your slut for the night." my husband said to him "she will do anything you want, treat her as if you own her." Then turning to me "This is Mr Eiffer, we have signed a very big contract today and you are to make sure he is well rewarded. Do not disappoint. If you fail to please him your sisters video will be sent to everyone." 

 I was still shocked by what my husband had said when Mr Eiffer took me to his room. When we got in the elevator he turned me around and pushed me up against the wall. He shoved a finger up my ass and then a second. By the time we got to the 14th floor he was forcing three fingers in. 
 

As soon as we entered his room he threw me on the ground and fucked my ass roughly for about 10 minutes until he came. He then grabbed me by the hair and pulled my head down to clean his cock. I was then dragged to the bed and he started fingering my ass again. His cum provided plenty of lubrication for him and he soon had four fingers inside me. My ass felt like it was being ripped apart as he pushed his whole hand into me. I started to scream until he pushed my head down into the pillow. 
 

"How's that slut? Like getting your tight asshole fisted?"  
 

He pushed deep into my ass before pulling halfway out and then punching back in again. I had never experienced such pain. He continued punching away until I almost passed out. Having completely wrecked my ass he ripped his fist out and started fucking it again. I was pushed down to clean his cock after he filled my ass with cum. 
 

"You better be gone before I wake up slut." He then turned over and went to sleep. 
 
Two days later, Beth and my husband arrived at the house. "Shower and put on some makeup on. You don't need any clothes. Be as quick as you can." 
 I went upstairs returning downstairs to find Beth and my husband drinking coffee in the kitchen. 10 minutes later the doorbell rang. "Answer that slut and bring them into the study. I went to the door naked. There were two men, one elderly, close to 70 and the other about 40. They were dressed in expensive suits and had briefcases. I led them to the study. 
 
"Good morning Mr. Trent, Mr Rosberg. Thank you for coming out to my house at such short notice. I really appreciate it. I think you have met Beth before." They both said hello and shook hands with Beth. I was ignored.  
  

They both opened their briefcases and placed some papers on the desk. My husband signed several documents and Mr Trent witnessed his signature. Then I was handed a pen. "Sign slut." I looked at my husband, puzzled. He took out his phone. "I must send a message to my son and daughter." he said to no one in particular. I knew instantly what he meant. I took the pen and signed. Mr Rosberg witnessed my signature. All the documents were put back in the briefcases. 
 

"Slut, bring Mr Trent upstairs and thank him for coming out to us this morning." Resigned to what lay ahead I brought Mr Trent to the bedroom. He took off his clothes and folded them over a chair. I lay on the bed and he got on top of me. No preliminaries, no demands, he just fucked me. He then got dressed and went back downstairs. 
 

I was just about to head for the shower when Mr Rosberg came in. He stripped and forced me to my knees. He forced his cock down my throat, chocking me. He relaxed his grip allowing me to get a breath before fucking my throat again. He then threw me face down on the bed and fucked my ass. 
 

After I showered I went downstairs, everyone had gone. 
 

Two days later a removal truck pulled up outside. Three men unloaded some furniture and boxes. As they were bringing the boxes into the house Beth arrived. She told the men where the furniture and boxes was to go. She then said something to them that I couldn't hear. She turned to me. "Fuck these men real good when they've finished." She then left. 
  

After an hour or so the men brought me up to my bedroom. It wasn't long before there was a cock in each hole. I heard a car outside. I guessed it was Beth coming back to check on me. I decided to work really hard at pleasuring the three cocks in my holes. I sucked and moved my body to meet the cocks, letting out moans of pleasure. 
  

There was a scream. "Mom, what are you doing." It was my daughter, Therese. She turned and ran down the stairs. I tried to get up but the men held me in place "We're not finished with you." one of them said. I heard the door slam shut and her car head off. 
 

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Pauline Exposed And Humiliated

Paulineomts 7.9K

I’ve been married to my wife for about 10 years now and we dated for 3 years before that but last night I found out she used to be a complete slut for black cock. She let slip whilst we were talking about something and I kept asking her for more details. Turns out she has slept with a lot more men than I thought, I was her first white partner for years as she had this BBC fetish. She’d had a lot of unprotected sex, I always believed I was one of only a few that she’d let cum inside her but apparently there were dozens. She’d always been a bit boring in the bedroom but she confessed that she’s been to several sex parties where she’d been fucked by many men at a time. She’d been pregnant twice before she met me and used to love the taste of cum. She doesn’t know the exact number but thinks she must have swallowed 300-400 different guys loads, yes now she hates oral and has only ever sucked me off twice. My confession is that I find it a real turn on knowing about her slutty past and part of me wishes she would go back to her old ways. I’ve always wanted to share her but she’s always been against it. How can I persuade her to become a cum slut again? 

I confess I am a 72 yr old male cum slut and I cannot find many young guys in their 20s who want to get their cocks sucked by someone my age. Older guys just cannot get it real hard, and cannot give me a mouthful of cum when they blow their loads. I took 3 loads within one day last month and it was great.

I need some help people with rewards too if you can help me

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