This is the seventh story in my Date Night Series. It is meant to be read by adults over 21. Please send any comments to 4playd@comcast.net

   

Date Night 7

by 4play

My Weekend Of Slavery

  

My wife Chris had told me to get "ready", which I knew meant for me to get into my role as Slut. This process took over an hour; involving as it did shaving my body, showering, putting on makeup, doing my hair and dressing in my French maid outfit. As I completed my transformation, I wondered what Chris had planned for tonight. She never informed me ahead of time, feeling that as her slave I should accept whatever she demanded of me. I knew that she had something special planned since she seemed to be unusually excited as she was getting herself ready to go out.

Wanting to please Chris with my appearance, I took extra care shaving my body very closely, painting my nails bright red, applying my facial makeup just right and fixing my hair just the way she liked it. I made sure the seams on my nylons were straight before hooking them to my garter belt. The bra with the cutout nipple areas allowed my nipple rings to hang free. The sheer white blouse ensured that they would be visible through the fabric. I stepped into the short black skirt and tucked the blouse in tightly to show off my breasts. Chris was so proud of the way she had made them grow. Hoop earrings and a bracelet completed my outfit. I put on the 4" high heeled shoes and I was "ready".

Chris was completely dressed by the time I was finished. I had been expecting to see her in the leather outfit she normally wore on the occasions she was in her Mistress role, but she was dressed as if to go to a wedding or similar occasion. She was so beautiful! "Get me a glass of wine Slut" she demanded. I filled a crystal goblet with her favorite wine and brought it to her. " Get your cosmetic bag and put it in your purse." she told me. As I went to do that, I deduced that it was going to be another overnight ordeal with the Masters and Mistresses we had been with before.

Chris looked through my purse and removed the two dollars she found in there. "You won't be needing any money" she said. My bewilderment about this was interrupted by the sound of a car pulling into our driveway. When the doorbell rang, Chris nodded her head indicating that I should answer it. i opened the door to see big, tall and handsome guy standing there in a tuxedo. I gave a small curtsy and invited him in. He walked past me as if I wasn't there to kiss and embrace Chris. I had never seen this guy before. Where had she met him?

They kissed for a few minutes before Chris asked "Would you care for a drink dear Jason?" He replied," Not now, we'd better get going. Thanks anyway." Chris said,"Ok, I'm ready." Then she told me to get the suitcase from the spare bedroom. "Yes Mistress" was my answer. The embarrassment of being dressed as I was in front of this gentleman was mixed with the hurt of Chris's not even introducing me to him.

Jason held open the door for Chris to sit in the front passenger seat. I sat in the back seat holding her bag. We rode down to a seedy part of the city. They chatted happily about what fun they were going to have on their trip. Chris was like a schoolgirl on her first date. Whatever they had planned didn't include me!

The car stooped in front of a rundown house. I was scared to even be in this neighborhood, let alone to stop here. Jason got out and opened the Door for Chris and opened the back door for me to exit. Chris had me leave the suitcase in the car. Taking me by the hand she led me up to the front door, which opened as if by magic. Mistress Pat stood there. She'd obviously been watching through the window for our arrival. " Come right in Slut, we've been waiting for you!" Pat said. After I walked past her into the foyer, she got between Chris and I. She gave Chris a warm kiss and hug telling her " Have fun Chris, we will." Chris cautioned me, "Be a good girl Slut and mind Mistress Pat." As I meekly nodded yes, she left to join Jason. Pat closed and locked the door, even hooking the safety chain, before turning to face me.

"Mistress Chris has plans for a weekend of fun with her new friend Jason and she kindly lent you to me to use as I see fit."

Pat said, then added ominously, "Don't worry, I'll see that you're not bored!" Her hand reached under my short skirt and fondled my bare ass. " If you do as you are ordered, I won't have to get brutal with you...disobey, or even hesitate over obeying and I can cause you great pain!" I shuddered at her words even as her caressing was giving me an erection. " Lift up your skirt Slut" she commanded. I quickly grabbed the hems on either side of my skirt and lifted them exposing my shaven genitals. Mistress Pat slapped my cock sharply, the pain causing the erection to wilt. She Laughed saying, " We won't be needing that pitiful thing this weekend, You are going to live up to your name." " Now get into the kitchen Slut" she ordered, pointing the way.

 

The kitchen was typical of these old houses, linoleum floor, high ceiling and larger than those found in the newer homes. There was a woman sitting at the table sipping coffee. Pat introduced me saying,"This is our slave for the weekend J. It answers to the name Slut." She continued, "Slut this is Mistress J, you will obey her orders as well as mine." I replied, "Yes Mistress Pat." My situation was quite hopeless! I was penniless, dressed as Slut in an area where being on the streets like this could be fatal, and also under orders from Chris to obey. My only option seemed to be to do what they wished and hope that Chris returned soon to reclaim her slave.

Mistress J smiled at me and remarked, "Very pretty outfit Slut, We wouldn't want to ruin it. You'd better take it off and put on that apron." I hesitated for a moment, unsure of where I was to change. Pat slapped me on the ass and ordered,"strip Slut!" My fingers unbuttoned my blouse and undid my skirt. Pat took my clothes as they were shed. "Leave the bra on, it makes your titties look cute. The hose and shoes can stay also." J said. She handed me a short apron that went from my waist to just barely covering my privates. Now even the skimpy protection of my short skirt and sheer blouse was gone! I felt so terribly vulnerable.

"We have lots of work for Slut to do while she's here, shall we have her get started or play a bit first Mistress J?" Pat asked. J quickly answered, "Let's play with her first! I've been looking forward to this and getting hornier by the minute." Each of the ladies slipped a finger through one of my nipple rings and led me down the hall. They walked fast enough to make it difficult for me to keep up in my heels, but the pain in my nipples ensured that I'd follow them to the bedroom.

Mistress J sat on the edge of the bed, opened her robe and spread her thighs. " Lick my clit Slut." she ordered. I started to kneel down to get a better angle but that move was halted by a quick smack of a whip on my bare ass. Pat had picked up a short whip somewhere and seemed eager to use it. " Just bend over from the waist." she demanded. A smile crossed her face, as if she just had a new idea, and she said," Better yet, grab your ankles Slut and hold that position." When I did that, she took a roll of duct tape and taped my wrists to my ankles. What an uncomfortable and vulnerable position this was!

Pat was strapping on a big dildo as she said to J, "This way Way we can both have fun dear." J laughed as she pulled my head to her crotch saying, " What a great idea." I started licking around the pussy lips. J grabbed both of my nipple rings and ordered, "Suck my clit slut!" I started sucking on her clit gently. A quick on my nipple rings was followed by, " Harder, suck it harder!" I began sucking as hard as I could. If I pleased them it would minimize the pain inflicted on me.

Sucking and slurping slavishly at J's crotch, I had briefly forgotten about Pat. I was rudely reminded of her presence when she shoved a lube covered finger up my ass. J tugged on my nipple rings to remind me to keep sucking. I kept sucking even as Pat shoved in two fingers and worked them around inside me. J was really getting worked up now and put her legs over my shoulders. Her hips were bucking up and down making it hard to keep her clit in my lips. Pat chose this moment to ram the dildo into it's target. I was sucking and being fucked at the same time. Pat's thrusts were instantly transmitted to J's clit, which drove her wild. Soon she Pushed me away and wound up just laying there shuddering in sexual bliss. Pat continued raping my ass until she also climaxed and withdrew that terrible dildo from my ass. She went to J and kissed her warmly. the two Ladies caressed and cuddled for some time, enjoying the warm afterglow of orgasmic sex. I stood bent over, in heels, exhausted, sweating and awaiting their next whim.

J said, " Oh Pat, that sensation was so fabulous! I could feel your every stroke on my clit! You should try that sometime." Pat looked at me and said, " Why not now? We don't have anything better to do at the moment, and Slut is still in position." They both laughed at my obvious inability to alter their decision. After smoking a cigarette, they changed places. Pat on the bed and J wore the strap-on.

The scene this time was somewhat different. Pat preferred me to lick more gently and J stood still and made me do the moving with my rear. She thought it was funny making me fuck myself using her dildo. Fortunately, since the Ladies were starting from a higher state of arousal, this second round didn't take nearly as long. After the Ladies were both satisfied sexually, they again lay together looking at me standing there. I was sore all over. My ass felt like it was on fire, my nipples throbbed, my shoulders ached from the strain of my position and I had cramps in my legs. Pat reached over and turned the apron around so it covered my ass. she took my cock in her hand and began stroking it.

Pat said, " Watch this J. It's just like milking a cow." So saying she proceeded to masturbate me. Despite the pain I was feeling I began moving my hips as her ministrations were having the desired effect. When I began to spurt, J caught my ejaculate in her hand saying, "Come on bitch, give it all to me!". They kept milking me until they felt they had every drop. J put her cum-filled hands up to my mouth and commanded, " Lick it up, all of it! Then swallow it!" They giggled as I lapped up and swallowed my own semen. Pat stated, " You need to get used to the taste of cum, there may be more coming!" With that statement, I knew that they had more torment in store for me.

Pat took mercy on me and tore the tape holding my wrists to my ankles allowing me to stand upright. She told me, " Get into the shower and get yourself cleaned up. You need to redo your makeup, You look a mess!" " Yes Mistress." I replied and went into the bathroom she had pointed me toward. once there I stripped off the few remaining articles of clothing and stood soaking in the hot water. It took awhile before I felt refreshed enough to leave the comfort of the stall. When I stepped out, my clothes had been laid on the counter beside my makeup bag. I redid my facial makeup, brushed my hair and got dressed again. Looking in the full length mirror on the back of the door, it was hard to tell how badly I had been used so shortly before. I set out to find my Mistresses, ready to resume my service to them.

Pat and J were sitting in the living room, sipping wine. They had cleaned up and changed clothes while I was gone. Upon sighting me, J said, " How nice you look Slut, our guests will be pleased."

Pat added, " They should be here shortly. You will be a good slave while they are here, won't you Slut?". I murmured, "Yes Mistress Pat." Pat motioned me to kneel in front of her where she caressed my hair gently. She put her glass to my lips and gave me a sip of her wine. This gentle treatment was in sharp contrast to her earlier behavior, but I appreciated it greatly. As I became relaxed she told me, " We are having some friends drop by shortly for some fun. I told Mistress Chris that we'd give you a safeword to use if things got too much for you." That was welcome news to me! Knowing there would be an escape route open would make enduring whatever was to come much more bearable. If I could stop when I decided, it almost made my participation optional. Pat informed me, " Tonight your safeword is 'Nigger'." Both ladies giggled at this choice. It wasn't a word that came up in conversation anymore, but I knew I would use it if necessary.

The doorbell rang and Pat indicated with a wave of her hand that I should answer it. I still felt embarrassed to be seen by strangers in my Slut outfit, but hurried to open the door. There stood five black men! They brushed by me as I gave a polite curtsy. The last one in rebolted the door behind him, then gave me a push propelling me to follow after the rest. I suddenly felt very weak, as the significance of my "safeword" dawned on me. To use it might prove fatal! I had never felt so helpless in all of my life.

The new arrivals were all dressed in similar fashion and I knew they were gang members. Now I understood why these two ladies dared to live in this neighborhood, they were protected by this gang. What the ladies did to deserve such a status, I didn't know but, I had an ominous feeling that my services might be a partial payment. A wave of fear caused me to shiver. Fear for my life was a far stronger emotion than the normal humiliation and degradation. Tonight I was truly a slave!

The leader of the group was a big man, over 6'4" tall. Everyone called him King. He was receiving kisses from the ladies. Pat said, " Take the men's coats Slut and hang them in the hall closet." I replied, " Yes Mistress Pat, I'll do it at once." As the men removed their jackets, it became clear that they were all armed with automatics in shoulder holsters. They lived in a dangerous world and were ready for trouble. I took their jackets, hung them in the closet, and hurried back for more orders. Mistress J said sweetly, " Get the men some drinks like a dear won't you Slut?" As I went to each man to ask what they preferred, I heard King's deep voice saying, " Your white slave is kinda cute, and obedient too." The men all laughed at his remark. I blushed with shame.

During the next hour or so I had served several rounds of drinks and the atmosphere had grown steadily more sexual. The ladies and most of the guys were naked. Mistress J ordered me, " Come over here and demonstrate your pussy-eating skills Slut."

I went to where she was sitting next to King, knelt between her thighs, and began licking. This brought a chuckle from the guys, who thought that such a thing was beneath their dignity. I continued until J felt she was ready for sex. She pushed my head back and told me, " Now get King ready too!" I turned my head to find him standing naked with his cock inches from my lips. " Go ahead white bitch, suck my big black cock!" he demanded. It was big! My white fingers were in stark contrast to it as I held it and gently licked around the head. My painted lips parted and I took it into my mouth. The other guys were chanting, " Suck Slut, suck Slut" in unison as I tried to keep from choking on the steadily growing organ. It didn't take long before he was fully erect and threw me aside to bury himself in Mistress J.

 

No sooner had he began pumping away, when another man stepped in front of me and said, " My turn next, Suck me bitch!" Knowing that I had no choice in the matter, I decided to make it as pleasurable for him as possible. Since resistance was out of the question, perhaps slavish submission would ensure my survival. I licked around the head, gently flicking my tongue on his glans until he was getting aroused before taking it into my mouth. Even as I sucked, I stimulated the bottom of his shaft with my tongue. It didn't take long for before he was thrusting into my mouth as if it were a pussy. I gagged as his cock hit the back of my throat, but kept sucking and cooing. He was really going wild now! he grabbed my head in his hands and fucked my mouth until he came what seemed like gallons in my mouth. When he had finished spurting, he withdrew and released my head from his vise-like grip. " Swallow it Slut" he ordered. I, of course, did. " Sorry Pat", he said, " I'll have to do you a bit later, I just got carried away." He was trying to act cool about it, but I noticed that his legs were still trembling from the orgasm he had just experienced. Pat replied, " No problem Tyrone, we have lots of time."

Mistress J and King were getting close to orgasm now, judging bye the sounds that were coming from the couch. While the rest all watched their performance; I was granted a brief, badly needed respite. King finally stiffened his body then relaxed on top of J, her thrashing legs ceased their wild movement and wrapped around his back. They lay like this for several silent minutes before King withdrew his now spent cock and stood up saying, " Get over here Slut and lick up my cum." I hurried to obey, tying to ignore the derisive laughter of the guys. Mistress J spread her thighs exposing her jism oozing pussy. " Lap that wonderful stuff up Slut.

That came from a REAL man, maybe it will do you some good!" She joined in with the laughter as I lapped and sucked at her pussy. She added," Although with a sissy slave like you, I doubt that anything would help!" Tears of humiliation streamed down my cheeks as I licked her pussy clean.

Upon completion of my 'cleaning service' I was sent to fetch another round of drinks. King and J were sitting on the couch when I delivered their drinks. Pat and Tyrone were sitting on the love seat as I served theirs. The other three guys stood, patiently awaiting their turn for fun. As I served the last one his drink he asked, " Tyrone, how was this bitch's mouth? Is it worth using?" Tyrone laughed and said, " I'd have killed to have that Slut when I was in prison!" Several of them gave knowing nods which let me know they had been incarcerated too. King magnanimously proclaimed, " Go for it men, have some fun, Pat won't mind a bit. Will you Dear?" Pat responded, " Not a bit King, my slave is your slave."

With this statement of approval the other guys moved in on me. Tyrone said, " Fuck that sweet mouth Jesse! You'll find it very hot!" Jesse dropped his pants exposing his turgid cock. I shuddered and began to kneel, when another guy grabbed me by the hips from behind. " Just bend over and take it in your mouth Slut." he told me. I wondered about the reason for this for only a few seconds before he added," I haven't had any whiteboy ass since prison, and I'll bet yours is tight." As I bent over to service Jesse orally, the guy behind me threw my skirt up onto my back exposing my bare rear. Even before I had taken Jesse's cock into my mouth I felt a finger roughly invade my anus. Pat said, " Here Ramon, catch!" She threw him a tube of lube as she told him, " This will keep that slave ass from making your dick sore." I suspected that Pat was also looking out for me and glad that she had intervened so skillfully. The lube would ease my pain!

Ramon greased up my ass, then thrust himself in to the hilt with such force that only because he was holding my hips prevented me from toppling forward to the floor. Jesse was enjoying the same treatment I had previously given Tyrone. I was impaled front and rear! My assailants quickly synchronized their movements so that as one was thrusting the other was withdrawing. My body moved helplessly to their rhythm. Teetering on my high heels, I was merely a receptacle for their lusty pleasure!

The sight of my dual rape amused the spectators as it was accompanied bye shouts of, "Fuck that slave", " Give it to her" and other such comments. These guys were young, virile and horny so it didn't last nearly as long as it seemed to me. Jesse came in my mouth about the same time I felt Ramon's hot load release deep in my ass. I was so weak and exhausted that I sank to my knees when released by my tormentors. While they bowed and accepted congratulations on their performance, I was oozing cum from both ends in painful shame. No doubt I looked a mess, I had been ridden hard! Not knowing what else to do with the cum in my mouth, I swallowed it.

Any hope of being able to rest for a bit were quickly dashed when the remaining guy ordered, " Get on all fours Slut. I want some of that ass too!" Wearily I got on my hands and knees, dreading another invasion of my already sore ass. This guy had been stroking himself erect during my dual rape and wasted no time inserting himself partly inside my slimy ass. He reached around and opened my blouse to get access to my nipple rings. He announced, " I was watching these things twitch while you were fucking my brothers and thought they might be fun and useful things to play with." He put a finger through each ring, then pulled me back forcing his cock completely inside of me. In order to avert as much pain as possible I followed his forward and backward tugs with my body. He was using my nipple rings to make me fuck him in the same manner as Mistress J had earlier done, only he was much rougher! He kept me humping at a frantic pace until he too climaxed inside of me. "This is one Hot slave you have Pat!" he remarked as he got up giving me a swat on my fanny. Pat smiled graciously and said, " Why thank you Jerome, it's so sweet of you to say that."

King stood up and said, " Men I think we'd better get cleaned up and get going soon, we have a meeting for a deal we don't want to miss." As he started for the shower, he said, " Come with me Slut." I struggled to my feet and followed him, with his men close behind me. He stepped into the shower, adjusted the water and handed me the soap and a rag. " Get in here and wash me slave." he commanded. I quickly stripped off my clothes, stepped into the shower and began soaping his body. He seemed pleased by the reverence shown when washing his genitals. When he was finished he had me dry him off and kiss his ass as a sign of submission. He dressed and left the room.

No sooner had he left, then the other 4 guys entered the bathroom. They crowded around where I was still kneeling in the shower. Tyrone said, " We want to show how we feel towards white sissies." Then all four of them began urinating on me. The yellow streams hit my hair, face and body leaving me drenched and reeking.

They were laughing as they did it, adding to my humiliation. When they finished, they all left except Ramon. He looked at me with some sign of pity in his eyes and reassured me by telling me, " don't feel so bad, if you hadn't pleased them so well sexually, they'd have pissed in your mouth." He turned and left to catch up with the rest. Even kneeling in stinking shame, I did have something to be thankful for.

I was too spent to even move and just knelt there crying until Pat and J walked in. Pat said softly, " You were wonderful Slut! I am so proud of you. She and J turned on the shower allowing the warm water to wash away the urine. They washed me, shampooed my hair and even dried me off. While I sat on the toilet they blow- dried my hair and styled it. J retouched my makeup and gave me a pink babydoll nightie to wear. By the time they were finished I had stopped trembling. they took me by the hands and led me to their bedroom. Pat said, " We had planned on having you sleep tied up in the cellar, but considering how traumatic your evening has been, you can sleep with us." "Thank you Mistress Pat." I meekly responded. Laying between the two mistresses, my exhausted body was soon asleep.

The next morning I was awakened by soft hands fondling my genitals. As soon as I opened my eyes, Pat swung her leg over my head so she sat astride my face. "Good morning Slut" she said cheerfully, " Time to resume your duties!" She pressed her pussy to my mouth. I knew by now what she liked and began to gently lick her lips and clit. J lifted my legs over her shoulders, applied a generous dose of lube to my ass and began dildo fucking me. My mouth welcomed the sweet vaginal juices. They were infinitely preferable to the male cum of the previous night! My ass, while still sore, now easily accommodated J's dildo. This dual assault on my body was almost pleasant compared with the brutal degrading ordeal of last night.

After both of the ladies had been sexually satisfied, they kissed and cuddled each other. Pat ordered me, " Get up and fix our breakfast Slut." I replied, " Yes Mistress Pat." and got out of bed to get started on my chores. Not wanting to walk around barefoot, I stepped into my high heeled shoes. They did make my legs look nice. The pink babydoll nightie didn't cover much, coming only to my waist, so when I got to the kitchen I put on the lacy apron. First I got the coffee going, then searched around to find out what was available to make a breakfast suitable for the ladies. I found the essential ingredients for veggie omelets and crepes.

By the time the crepes were ready for the pan, the coffee was done. I poured two cups of coffee, placed them on a tray with cream, sugar and spoons; then carried this to the bedroom. The ladies seemed pleased with such service. J said, " How sweet of you dear slave." I curtsied gracefully and replied, " Thank you Mistress J." Pat gestured for me to leave, so I returned to complete the breakfast preparation. Just as I had everything cooked and the table set; the ladies walked into the room. They wore silken robes which made them look sexy, but elegant. Taking seats at the table, they chatted happily as I served their meals. Pat fondled my bare bottom as I placed her omelet in front of her. I gave coquettish wriggle, not wanting to displease her.

Even after they had finished a leisurely breakfast, and I had cleared off the table, they sat discussing the day's planned activities. I washed and dried the dishes, cleaned the kitchen and then returned for further instructions. Pat said, " Mistress J, I think it's time for the old one two, don't you think so?" J replied, " Yes Mistress Pat, I think our sissy deserves it." Pat reached under my nightie, grabbed my nipple rings and gave them a twisting tug. My cock jumped to erection, whereupon J gave it a slap. They got a regular routine going; tug, slap, tug, slap; which they continued until despite my best efforts, I spurted cum. They both giggled with delight as I stood there aching and drained. J crowed, "It always works on sissies!"

The rest of the morning and early afternoon, I did laundry, cleaned bathrooms, vacuumed carpets and all other assigned tasks. Around 3pm Pat told me, " That's enough for now Slut, go take a bath and get ready." I replied. " Yes Mistress Pat." I couldn't help wondering, " Get ready for what?" as the tub filled with water. Mistress J walked into the bathroom as I was finishing washing. She had me stand, picked up her razor and began shaving me. She said, " I know you're used to doing this yourself, but it pleases me to shave a sissy. Smooth hairless bodies turn me on." I turned, lifted arms, legs and generally moved as needed to give her the needed access to places to be shaved. Since I had just shaved closely yesterday, this process didn't require much time. She told me to finish getting ready and report to the bedroom when I was done. " Don't bother dressing, we'll find something different for you to wear." "Yes Mistress J." was my reply. She turned and left me to start doing my hair.

Using the dryer and curling iron, I soon had my hair styled properly. The permanent that Chris had given me made the job so much easier. Even though she had given it to me as part of my feminization, it did make doing my hair much easier. Doing my face was next, a process that I had down pat by now. Even putting mascara on my long fake eyelashes came easily now. As soon as my face was made up, I painted my nails and was ready to report. I walked naked into the bedroom where Pat and J were getting dressed.

" Well our slave is all clean and needs something to wear." Pat said. J reached down to my scrotum, gently pushed each of my balls up inside of my body, pulled my dick back between my legs and secured it there with duct tape. " We can't have unsightly bulges down there." she said. My bewilderment grew as she put a sanitary napkin and belt on me. She handed me a brand new pair of pantyhose and had me put them on. As I rolled them up my smooth legs, it became clear that these were normal hose, not like the slutty mesh ones Chris had me wear. When they were in place, J gave me a black bra without the nipple cutouts I was used to. It was padded to fill me out to a full c-cup. A quick look in the mirror revealed the very striking feminine figure I now had. I was handed a patterned, knee length, full skirt and a nontransparent matching blouse. This outfit looked somewhat sexy when I had it on, but it was a great improvement over the trashy image I projected in my Slut outfit. The matching shoes had a modest 2" heel and would be easier to move around in than my normal ones. Pat gave me matching gold hoop earrings, necklace and bracelets to complete the outfit. When I had everything on, Pat sprayed me with her perfume saying, "Now you look and smell very feminine Slut."

The ladies being ready already, J said, " Ok, let's get going." "Going? Going where?" I wondered as they took my hands and led me to the garage. Pat drove us to the Mall, parked the car, then announced, " We are going shopping girls!" Oh how badly I wanted to refuse to leave the car, but knowing that I had to obey them, I went with them into the mall clutching my purse like a security blanket. They took me through several ladies clothing stores, embarrassing me in each of them by holding dresses, items of lingerie and so on up to me and talking openly how each of these would be a turn on for Tyrone and his friends. They even bought a few things for themselves. About the time they were seriously discussing having me try some things on, the store we were in announced that it would soon be closing. I felt very relieved when we returned to the car. At least my exposure to strangers was greatly reduced while I was in their house.

J was driving, with me sitting between her and Pat. Pat squeezed my padded breasts, which caused my rings to send twinges of pain through my nipples despite being buried under the padding. J caressed my thigh with one hand as she drove. My trapped cock was unable to rise even though I was getting turned on. By the time I was breathing heavy, we pulled into the parking lot of a bistro. "Let's get something to eat and have a few drinks." J said. I tried to regain my composure as we entered the place. J led the way to a large u-haped booth near the back of the room. They ushered me into the back of the U and sat on either side of me. The waitress brought us menus but, Pat said, " We don't need menus, bring us three Chef salads and a liter of white wine." The waitress returned with the wine and told us that our food would be ready shortly. Pat poured the wine, raised her glass and said, " To the girls night out!" J and I clinked our glasses against Pat's and we sipped our wine. Even though I was only dressed as one, it felt good to be one of the girls!

While we ate our meal and chatted quietly, I noticed that the place was filling up. A band was setting up on the stage and the staff was clearing away some of the tables. J said, " they have dancing here after 9pm, this place really gets jumping then." I had a sudden attack of fear; what if some guy asked me to dance? " Will we be staying that long Mistress?" I asked, hoping that the answer would be no. " Why not? we came here for some fun didn't we?" Pat replied. I shuddered and looked around the room. The crowd was mostly working class men. Construction workers, a few urban cowboys and other assorted rednecks. " Mistress Pat, if they find out I'm really a guy..." I pleaded, my voice trailing off as the very thought of being discovered sank in. " Don't whine Slut! If they fondle your crotch, just tell them you're having your period." Pat snapped. Ah, now the purpose of the sanitary pad became obvious, they had planned this outing all along!

Pat signaled the waitress to bring us some more wine. " This was paid for by the gentleman at the bar, the cowboy." the waitress announced as she set down the liter bottle. She then asked if we were finished eating. Pat nodded yes and the dishes were cleared off. Pat raised her glass and smiled at the cowboy to thank him for his generosity. He smiled back and walked over to our booth just as the band started playing. "Good evening ladies, my name is Ray.

Mind if I join you?" Pat and J smiled sweetly and said they'd like that. Pat introduced me as " Becky", which I thought was nice of her. Slut would have seemed so blatant in here! I managed a shy smile, but was very nervous about the developing situation. Ray waved as a signal for two of his buddies to join us. Two guys sitting at the bar hurried right over to us.

Joe introduced them saying, " This tall guy is Joe and the other one is Pedro, they work with me at the job site." Joe was tall and thin; Pedro was shorter but, heavier built. It turned out that they were ironworkers working on the new skyscraper under construction. I listened politely as they talked about their jobs, what good money they were making and how lovely they thought we three ladies were. Ray took Pat out to dance to a fast number. J and Pedro were busy flirting with each other, so Joe slid next to me. As he talked with me, his hand dropped to caress my thigh. " Please don't do that." I pleaded softly, then added, " This place is too public." He replied, " Sorry ma'am, I didn't mean to embarrass you. I'm just really horny tonight and I couldn't resist." I smiled coyly at him and said, " You won't get lucky with me tonight Joe, wrong time of the month." He nodded knowingly and said, " That's ok Becky, I enjoy your company." Despite his outward sincerity, I knew he was inwardly cursing his bad luck.

Pat and Ray finished their dance; when they rejoined us Pat asked if J and I wanted to join her in a trip to the " little girls" room. We grabbed our purses and followed her. I was really needing to go bad by now, but had been afraid to make the trip by myself. Dressed as I was the men's room was out of the question! Once inside I went right into an empty stall pulled down the pantyhose and pad and relieved myself while sitting on the toilet. No wonder it took women so long in the restroom, there was so much to rearrange when finished. By the time all was back in place, Pat and J were both waiting by the sinks.

Pat looked at me and said, " Better fix your lipstick Slut." As I was retouching my lips, Pat informed me, " We are going to take these guys home tonight for sex. You be very sweet to Joe." I responded, " Yes Mistress Pat, but I already told him that it was the wrong time of the month for me!" The ladies looked at each other, then started laughing. J told me, " You'll just have to entertain him in other ways. It's got to be easier than what you went through last night!" We left to rejoin the guys.

We chatted with the guys awhile before Joe asked me to dance to a slow song. He held me close with my padded breasts rubbing against his chest. I could feel his erection rub against my crotch and he was kissing my neck as we danced. If my own cock wouldn't have been so restrained, it would have responded by getting hard.

Joe was turning me on! By our third dance of the evening the talk at the table was openly about going home to party. During what was to be our last dance before leaving I whispered to Joe, " Maybe this is your lucky night after all. I can take care of you, but I want to stay dressed. Ok big boy?" Joe being aroused and horny agreed readily.

They guys paid our tab and escorted us out of the place. In the parking lot, Pat said, " Joe and Becky can ride with Ray and I, Pedro and J can follow us in our car." Everyone agreed and we got underway. Joe was fondling my breasts, french kissing me and having me fondle his cock all the way home. I knew that he'd be easy to satisfy, and relaxed a bit. He was a good kisser, even though he smelled of beer.

Once in the house Pat said, " Becky get us some drinks like a dear." I knew that her sugary request was really an order so replied, " I'd be delighted to." Joe went with me and helped carry them back to the others. J and Pedro were necking on the couch, Pat and Ray on the loveseat were similarly engaged, so Joe sat in the stuffed chair and pulled me onto his lap. The sight of the other two couples engaged in heavy petting excited Joe, overcoming his reluctance about getting involved in the same room with others. " I've never been in orgy before, is this going to be one?" he asked.

I encouraged him by saying, " Just relax and go with the flow Hon." This was not a deceitful statement on my part, I didn't know what the ladies were in the mood for, nor what would happen. I was as much in the dark as Joe was.

Ray had Pat topless by now and was sucking on her nipples as she opened his pants and began fondling his cock to full erection. She reached down and slipped off her panties and swung astride his lap to sit on his cock. Taking his cowboy hat off of his head, she put on herself, yelled, " Yeehaw! Ride him cowgirl!" She moved her hips in response to his wild thrusts, looking very much like a bronc rider at a rodeo. This frantic pace couldn't be handled for long by Ray and he soon came deep inside Pat. She was not satisfied sexually, but flattered Ray by telling him what a stud he was. She rolled off his lap and ordered, " Becky come here and lick me clean."

I got off Joe's lap, went to kneel between Pat's legs and began licking her vagina. All three men gasped at the sight of me lapping up Ray's cum. They had never seen such a thing before and it was a real turn on for them. Even as I was being so humiliated, I thought to myself, " At least now Joe won't want to kiss me!"

When Pat reached her orgasm, she said, " Thanks Becky, you may return to Joe now." I got up and walked back to Joe, who had his cock out by now. With no words spoken I knelt, took his cock into my mouth and began sucking. His hands held my head in place. I had been accurate in my guess that Joe would be easy to get off, he came in less than a minute! When I had collected every drop of his semen in my mouth, I got up and kissed him deeply returning it to it's owner. This action had been so totally unexpected by him and surprised him so much that he just accepted it. He sat, shocked into immobility, as I darted away to take a swig of my drink. He grabbed his beer and guzzled down most of it trying to wash the taste of his own cum out of his mouth.

Ray laughed loudly at Joe then proclaimed, " Joe, by god, now you are a cocksucker by proxy!" This remark brought a guffaw from Pedro and a titter from Pat and J. Pat consoled Joe, " Come on Joe, be a good sport. Didn't you just get the best blow job you ever had?" J, who was naked by now, added " At least now you know how good it tastes!" Joe tried to smile and take it as a joke. I was sure that if the others weren't here, he would have attacked me. Pedro rolled J to her back and began pumping away. This erotic sight served to distract Joe from his confused emotional state of mind and he began to casually stroke his limp cock as he watched Pedro in action.

Pedro and J did put on quite a show. Pedro was long lasting enough to bring J to several orgasms before reaching his own. J's moaning and thrashing around left no doubt as to how much she was enjoying it. Ray was now having second thoughts about his own performance. Joe was unsure of weather or not he had enjoyed his blowjob enough to offset it's aftermath. Pedro was clearly the guy entitled to bragging rights over this evening's entertainment! This was evident by how happily he kissed all of us as they were getting ready to leave. Ray kissed Pat and thanked her for a wonderful time, but just waved to J and I. Joe kissed my hand before leaving, completely ignoring my pursed lips.

As soon as the guys had left, Pat and J both hugged me. "That was priceless!" Pat squealed. J was chuckling hard, but managed to say, " I'd loved to have a picture of the look on Joe's face when he got a mouthful of his own cum!" I gave them a respectful curtsy and followed them to the bedroom. They stripped naked for bed, and then helped me get undressed. It was briefly painful when they ripped off the restraining duct tape, but it felt wonderful to have my cock free again.

Pat directed me, " Go ahead Slut, masturbate for us." I had been aroused by going out in public, shopping for lingerie, dining with the ladies, dancing and necking with Joe and this release was badly needed! While it was a bit embarrassing to be stroking myself in front of the ladies, it also felt great! As soon as it seemed my orgasm was imminent, Pat demanded, " Don't spill it on the carpet, catch it in your other hand." I managed to gasp out, " Yes Mistress Pat." even though breathing rather heavily. When I had milked myself into my hand, J ordered, " Now swallow it Slut!" I lapped my semen from my own hand and swallowed it. At least I was used to the taste of my own stuff. I greatly prefered it to that of other men. Masturbating was less degrading than having to suck off another guy! J praised me, " That's a good cum drinker we have here Pat." Pat replied, " Yes indeed, Chris has trained Slut well."

Pat handed me a blanket and told me, " You will sleep on the floor beside our bed tonight like a devoted slave." I laid on the floor and covered my naked body with the blanket. The sounds coming from the bed made it obvious that Pat and J were making female love. Even though it was exciting to listen to, due to my state of exhaustion, I was soon sound asleep.

The next morning I was awakened by Pat tapping my shoulder. The ladies had me get into bed with them and service each of them orally. They did toy with my nipple rings, but neither of them raped my ass this time. I was thankful for that, since it had become very sore from overuse the past two days. After each of them was satisfied, Pat told me, " Get yourself cleaned up. Better get back into your Slut outfit, Mistress Chris will be coming for you today." This exciting announcement meant that my ordeal would soon be over!

While getting "ready", I used extra care with every detail. I wanted Chris to be pleased when she saw me again. Pat and J hadn't been brutal with me and I had served them to please Chris; but I desperately wanted to be out of this place before the gang guys returned. They really scared me as they had no friendship nor allegiance to Chris and no regard for her property.

When I was fully dressed and made up, I was told to make breakfast. The ladies let me sit and eat with them this morning, which was a very pleasant experience. We chatted like three girlfriends discussing their Saturday night's fun. After breakfast I cleaned up the kitchen, made the bed and generally made myself useful while anxiously awaiting Chris's arrival.

Finally about 2pm, the doorbell rang. I hurried to answer it's call. I opened the door and there stood Chris! She looked so beautiful! She had a radiant glow about her that showed that she had enjoyed her weekend. I gave her a curtsy, kissed her hand and led her into the living room. Pat and J both hugged her and asked how her weekend had gone. Chris replied, " It was Great! Jason took me to see a broadway play, dancing and fine dining. We stayed in a fancy hotel. He sure knows how to treat a lady on a date!" They chatted a bit more about Chris's fun weekend before Chris looked at me and asked, " How was Slut? Did my sissy slave behave properly for you?" Both Pat and J assured her that I had been a good slave, and related and account of my weekends activities. Even Chris laughed when they told her about how I had given Joe a mouthful of his own semen. A few more pleasantries were exchanged, then Chris told me to get my bag, it was time to get going.

At the door Chris said, " I want to thank you ladies for babysitting my slave for the weekend." Pat replied, " No problem Mistress Chris, it was our pleasure." J chimed in, " Any time you want to drop him off here again, feel free to do so." Pat kissed me on the cheek, patted me on the head and said, " Slut is so cute." As we walked to Jason's waiting car, another car drove up and King and his men stepped out. King retained his haughty air, but Tyrone and the rest of his men whistled, jeered and grabbed their crotches. Shouts of " Hey Slut, Want some more of this?" and other lewd comments made me blush. Chris simply ignored them and got into the car. I got into the back and Jason drove away. I felt great relief at leaving this place and shuddered to think of what would have happened if Chris had shown up just a bit later!

Jason drove us to our house. Home was a very welcome sight. It seemed like much longer than 2 nights since I'd left it! I hurried into the house and went right to the bathroom. Chris and Jason talked about how much they had enjoyed the weekend and said their goodbyes. Jason kissed her then said, " We'll have to do this again Chris darling." Chris unhesitatingly answered, " Oh yes Jason, I'd love that!" Even being discretely out of sight in the bathroom, hearing this made me cringe. My wife was so charmed by this guy that it was frightening. I realized that if they had another date, it would likely result in my returning for another weekend of slavery to Pat and J.

When Jason finally left, Chris came and kissed me warmly. She told me, " You were a good slave and I'm so proud that you didn't shame me in front of my friends." This praise was small payment for all I had endured over the weekend, but was all I was to receive. I'd been hoping that Chris would let me make love to her once we were alone, but my hopes were dashed when Chris said, " I'm going to take a nap. Wake me when supper is ready." She walked into the bedroom and closed the door. I was left standing in my Slut outfit with tiny tears running down my cheeks.

  

  

  

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