Don called to me from the lounge where he had been on the phone. “Come watch this?” he shouted, and I dragged myself from the hottub. Wrapping myself in a towel, I padded barefoot into the lounge only to see Debbie on the large television at the end of the room. She was naked with  two hung black men who were taking it in turns to fuck her. “It’s the first of her videos, Big Cocks in the Big Apple.”

“She’s obviously having a good time,” I replied as one of the cocks spouted a thick white steam of jism over her face.

“Definitely, they are actually in their fourth State, but Terry is taking a short break to edit and release the ones they have shot so far.”

I watched again as I noticed Debbie now had a tattoo on her ankle, “she has been made a Queen of Spades?”

“Yes, from now on she is black only.”

“Wow, I am jealous.”

“Would you like to go black only then?”

“It is tempting, but as you are white it is a no go.”

“But you would like to take more black cock?”

“I wouldn’t complain if you told me I had to.”

Don laughed at the comment, “well first you need to negotiate the birthday party this evening.”

“Oh yes,” I replied as I remembered the fucking that Don’s son had already given me. “Are we certain he has been careful in who he has invited?”

“Yes, there is a part of Tina that I think wants to see you cope with rejection as well, but I am determined that such a thing will not happen, and I have been assured that all of the guys who will be there want to fuck you. They have been sent photos and videos so there will be no uncomfortable surprises.”

“Thank you,” I replied, “that was what I always wanted, that if I was ever to suffer, it would be because it was something you wanted, and not because things were out of control.”

“And that’s what always attracted me to you, that it was not about love, but about trust and obedience.”

I smiled at the comment, “will you and Tina be at the party?”

“Only for the first part, when you need to pretend that you are just my son’s female companion. Once the other guests have gone, you will become fully available to those who are left.”

“And everyone who knows me, will know the truth, so I don’t have to explain why your wife is standing with your son?”

Don nodded, “yes, now it is time you went to get ready.”

“Thank you for reminding me Master.”

 

A few hours later, a warm late summer evening saw the sun setting over the fields that sat on the other side of the river from the party venue. Don opened the door to our car, and I stepped out, his hand holding mine for balance as much as anything else as I pulled at my blue, strapless dress to protect what little dignity I had left. The dress was tight and short, held in place purely by the tight fitting around my boobs. Beneath I wore only a blue pair of suspenders which held my black stockings in place while black stiletto heels adorned my feet.

“Thank you Sir,” I said to Don as he made sure I was completely balanced and then, as I took in the sight of the other arriving guests I watched as his son approached.

“Congratulations Son,” Don said, shaking him by the hand before passing me like a toy to him. “Use her well.”

The son took hold of me by the hand and admired my body for a moment, before taking my arm in his and guiding me inside. “I’ve told everyone that I am dating an older woman,” he said by way of creating an excuse. “Luckily you are not so much older than me that it looks suspiciously odd.”

“Well yes, and I guess you are lucky that Debbie is not here as she is becoming famous enough that you would never be able to pass her off.”

“True,” he laughed in response, “the thing is, nobody would believe it anyway as I was watching her video earlier and she has obviously agreed to truly go black only.”

“I reckon your father can arrange for you to fuck her if you still want to.”

“Really? That would be incredible,” he replied before quickly silencing himself as two older people appeared. “Ah yes Angie,” he said innocently, “this is Pete’s parents.”

Kissing the mother on each cheek, the father offered to shake my hand while his eyes drunk in the sight of my figure. “You must be so proud of Pete,” I said pretending that I had met him.

“Yes,” the mother replied, “and so how did you too meet, after all there must be a 10 year age gap?”

“12 actually,” I said, “he is a regular at the shop where I work.”

“And what shop is that?”

I knew from the question that Pete’s mother was suspicious of what was going on, not in the way that she would guess the truth, but still, why would I be interested in Don’s son.

“The convenience store at the end of my street.” Don’s son had clearly thought about how to explain everything away, “Angie is one of the managers.”

I smiled at the repeated use of the false name, as Pete’s father continued to drink in every inch of my body.

“Hey, Mom, Dad,” the voice came from behind me, and I turned to see a tall, black guy approaching. The sight of him caught me off guard, as the couple I had just been talking to were definitely white. “Ahhh, Angie,” the voice said again, and the newcomer reached in to kiss me on the cheek.

“Pete,” I said, taking a guess that this was the son we had just been talking about and as I smiled he rewarded me with a kiss on the cheek.

“This is my boyfriend Thomas,” he said indicating the thin white guy who stood alongside him.

“Hi,” I said as my eyes drunk in the sight of the two of them, before settling on the fact that they both wore tight trousers which left nothing to the imagination. I glanced back at Don’s son who gave me a wink, and I realised that both of them were on my list of lovers for later in the evening.

“I hope you all have a good evening,” Pete’s mother said as her and her father tactfully withdrew,  my eyes following them as they walked away.

“So,” the comment brought my attention back to the group, “you’re the entertainment for later this evening?”

Looking around to make sure we were not overheard, I nodded at the question. “Yes Sir, a slut for your use and abuse.”

Pete elbowed my date, “how did your father create this?” he asked with a grin on his face.

“I don’t know, but she is well worth it.”

“We’ll see,” Pete replied, “I guess it will all come down to whether she can manage both of us in her ass, isn’t that right Thomas?”

Pete’s boyfriend sniggered at the comment, “well I will definitely fill her with my cum, the question is, can I break her.”

“Don would be very disappointed if I failed to take everything you could do to me.”

“Really?” Thomas replied as he took considered what I had said, “you do realise we are both over 10 inches?”

I stepped in closer to him, leaning in so that I could whisper into his ear, “you can break my body, but that won’t make me beg for you to stop.” Thomas’ breathing slowed, each breath becoming deep as he enjoyed the closeness of my body and the words that I had spoken.

“We’ll see Cunt,” he whispered.

 

The rest of the evening seemed to revolve around Don’s son introducing me to people, while I tried to guess whether they would be staying at the end. So much so that by the time the others started to leave, I was certain that there were eight men and two women who were looking forward to the post party entertainment.

Eventually, Don’s son looked around the room before smiling at me. Then, stepping away, he addressed everyone who was left. “Everyone, please say hello to Cunt.” I counted twelve men and three women who remained, each of them staring at me with lust in their eyes. “Now there are rules, no condoms, Cunt is here only to take as much cock as you guys can give her.”

There was a general murmur from the assembled gathering as they confirmed that they understood. “Now, we will all retire via the doorway at the back of the hall, as that leads up to a smaller room which has been setup for the session.”

Pete approached me, grinning as he pulled me into his arms and kissed me on the lips. “Let’s see how comfortable you really are with all this?” he said as he took hold of the top of my dress and pulled it down to the floor.

Naked, but for the suspender belt and my stockings, I turned on my toes to ensure everyone could see my large breasts and big butt. While between my legs, my tiny cock hung limp and lifeless.  Then, hoisting me on his shoulder, so that my breasts hung down his back, Pete turned to face everyone else. “Come on guys,” he said as I could hear others approach. One of them slapped my ass, hard enough that I was sure they would leave a red mark in the shape of their hand while another person pushed their fingers into the crack, before fingering the hole. I giggled at the touches as the feeling of joy at the idea I was going to be used filled me.

Moments later, Pete carried me into the other room, dropping me down onto the bed so that my boobs wobbled as I bounced on the mattress. My legs naturally fell, open and I waited to see who would take me first.

A small group of the men gathered in one corner of the room as two of the girls knelt down and started to work their cocks. While Pete and Thomas started to kiss each other, while they watched me from the corner of their eyes. It was actually a ginger haired guy who was first, he stripped off his trousers to reveal a surprisingly large dick, partially hidden by his check shirt. He swelled quickly though and climbing onto the bed, he knelt over my face so that I could lick his balls while he pumped a hand up and down his shaft.

Unable to see with his balls in my face, I felt another person climb onto the bed, where they hoisted my legs up while parting my bum with their hands. Seconds later I felt the first cock of the session enter me.

It pounded into me, the short, deep grunts of breath from its owner filling the room while he tried his best to break me. He came to quickly, but I was not worried as I knew there were many more eager men in the room and so I focussed back on the balls in my mouth.

A pair of hands grabbed me by the hips, encouraging me to flip over and I soon found myself with the ginger guys tool being shoved down my throat. I felt the breath of Don’s son on the side of my neck as he spoke, “the next one is my first friend from childhood, he always wanted to fuck my mother, but since that wasn’t an option, he is going to have you.”

I could not see who it was, but his entry and the rapid, rhythm of his thrusts told me that he was eager for me to have his cum. That was not going to happen though until the ginger guy had finally popped his load, which he did with a firm grip on the back of my head as he drained his balls. Swallowing every drop, I was finally released, and had a chance to look around. One of the girls was wanking Don’s son while two of them watched me being use.

Wondering who the girl who was wanking him was, I called out to him. “Is that a new girlfriend?”

He laughed at the question, before nudging her and pointing at me. “Why don’t you go and put her in her place.” Pinned as I was by the guy who was fucking me, I could only watch as she walked over and put her face up against mine.

“He told me all about the fact that he fucked you, the little whore that you are, told me how you couldn’t get enough of his cock, how much of a slag you are.” Then, unexpectedly she slapped me hard across the face. The other girls laughed and cheered her on as she reached underneath my body and grabbed a nipple, squeezing it hard between finger and thumb. “What do you have to say for yourself slut?”

“What would you like me to say?” I asked, as pain spread from my nipple and through my body.

“Is that it? Are you such an air head slut that you can’t even think about how to explain your behaviour?”

Taking a deep breath, I considered my answer, “I’m just fuck meat, I just want all your friends to fuck me without mercy, to use me as their own cum bucket.”

“Haha, you heard her boys, do your worst.” She laughed at the comment and then climbing onto the bed, Don’s girlfriend slipped her hips below my head. She was wearing a tiny, denim mini skirt which she hitched up to reveal her knickerless muff. It was smooth, but for a tiny blonde landing strip. Grabbing the back of my head, she pulled my mouth down onto her pussy wedging my mouth open against her sex. I pushed my tongue out, tasting her wetness for a moment as she ground herself against me until I found her hole. Licking it, I tasted not just her, but the cum of a man and I wondered if Don’s son had fucked her earlier in the day. “Can you taste him?”

“Mmm mmm,” was the only sound I could manage as my tongue lapped up the cum.

“That’s Don’s cum, he fucked me in the toilets during the party.”

Such a comment was like lightening, flashing through me both with the shock of the comment, but also the pleasure that cleaning my husband from another woman brought.

She released me and retreated from the bed, as I watched her return to Don’s son. I watched her return to her task of wanking him, while he laughed at me. Inside I felt a pang of confusion, while Don controlled me, he usually told me about the things he got up to. “Don’t worry Cunt, you were still my first, my father has been preparing this girl for a while for me, fucking you was the way I earned her.”

Before I could respond, another couple of men jumped on the bed and I found myself with a cock on each side of my mouth. Placing their hands on my head, they pulled me back and fore between their thick poles.

Soon, I had lost track of who had, and who had not fucked me. The only thing I knew was that Pete and Thomas had watched me from a distance the whole time, not taking part, and instead enjoying the sight.

My tongue tingled with the taste of cum, while I could feel multiple loads leaking from my ass as finally, the last man stepped away. Now, only, Pete and Thomas remained and they looked at me with lust in their eyes. As I watched, Pete stepped behind Thomas and slowly stripped him down until he was naked but for his tight boxer shorts. A huge bulge filled the front of them, and I wondered just how large Thomas was going to be. Sliding his fingers inside the waistband, Pete carefully worked them down as I watched the huge cock that was held within appear. It looked like it was only semi-erect as Pete slowly started to stroke it back and fore as he reached around from behind Thomas.

I watched in silence, knowing that my place was to let Thomas take me, when he was ready and not a moment before. His cock grew, as he watched me, his tongue licking his lips as he anticipated the first kiss. Opening my legs, I hoisted my bum up, letting him look at the hole that he was going to claim as cum dribbled from within.

“You’re such a fucking slut,” he commented as he watched me, “I’m going to open you up, and fuck you hard.”

Taking hold of Pete’s hand, he removed it from his cock and then, as he released his wrist, Thomas’ stepped towards me. He climbed onto the bed, kneeling upright so that his cock rose over me. It truly was massive, and I gasped at the thought that he was going to take me.

Thomas grabbed my legs by the ankles, lifting them up as he pulled them apart. Shuffling with his knees, his cock drew closer to the hole I was going to use to drain his body. He entered me, the sensation making me through my head back in pleasure as he pushed deeper.

Scooping my bum up so that it reasted on his thighs, he leaned forwards until his hands rested on my breasts. His thrusts slid in and out of me as I allowed him to take me as deep as he possibly could. Then, movement to my left made me look, and I realised that Pete was now naked and joining his boyfriend on the bed with me. He made Thomas look small, and I was not sure if that was because of his size, or the blackness of his skin.

I stared at his member, so dark and smooth looking. He was cut, with a thick vein that ran the entire length. It was heavy, as despite it being rock hard it hung low and bobbed up and down as Pete moved.

Reaching me, he rested it on my open mouth, and I licked the underside about midway along the entire length gently. In that moment I could sense why Debbie had gone black only.

Withdrawing his tool, Pete leaned forward to kiss me, as he exuded a certain power and control that I had rarely encountered in men. His kiss was gentle, and yet forceful at the same time and I knew that my role was just to submit to his desires.

“I have a special task for you,” he murmured between kisses.

“Of course, my body is yours to use.”

“Are you sure?” his question was tinged with a hint of nerves, and I wondered what he had in mind.

“Of course,” I replied. These might have been new lovers, but Don had trained me well and there was very little that was a problem for me.

Lying on his back next to me, Pete indicated for me to climb into his saddle and start riding him. I was going to point out that I would not be able to move until Thomas withdrew, but as if he read my mind, he did exactly as I needed.

Climbing onto Pete, I held my body forward as I guided his length into my hole. It was enormous and it stretched me wide as I slid onto its whole length. Grinding my hips back and fore, I absorbed him deep into me, a wave of pleasure passing through my body as he pushed against my prostate.

Taking hold of my nipples, Pete used them to pull my body forward until my breasts dangled over his face. “Stay there a moment,” he said as I looked down on the man who was now in my ass.

There was movement behind me, and at first, I ignored it thinking that Thomas was just getting out of the way, but then I realised. He was actually joining in, and seconds later I felt the head of his cock pushing against my already stretched hole.

“Do you really want me to take both?” I asked Pete with a hint of fear in my voice and he smiled at me.

Closing my eyes, I worked to relax my body as much as possible as Thomas’ pushed his way forward along the length of Pete’s cock. It was unexpectedly easy and soon I felt Thomas sliding deeper into me, the two cocks sandwiched together by the tightness of my hole.

“You’re the first person to manage this,” Pete said in a shallow, excited voice.

“I was trained well.”

“But still,” Pete said as the two lovers worked me together.

Grabbing my breasts from behind, Thomas worked my nipples with his rough fingers, sending shockwaves through my body. While Pete, place a hand on my throat and tilted my head back with it. He did not grip tight enough to choke me, but in that moment, I felt so controlled and dominated by the two of them.

Then it happened, like a sudden wave crashing over a breakwater, my body filled with the pleasure of an orgasm. It was rare for me to have them, but now I had been subjected to two in a few days. I screamed with pleasure and my ass pulled tight around the cocks that were filling it. The sensation was intense, and in that moment, I pushed Thomas to the edge, my bum milking him as he pumped a thick wad of cum deep into me.

By the time I had recovered, Thomas had removed himself leaving me with just Pete who continued to thrust his hips and cock up and into my hole.

“Now it is just the two of us,” Pete said with a hint of evil in his voice.

“Of course, would you like to push it further?”

“Oh yes,” Pete replied and with that he pushed me off him so that I rolled onto the bed. Then, as I looked round, he was towering over me, as he knelt near my bum. Using his hands, he pulled me up onto all fours and after taking a moment to admire my ass, he pushed his way in.

Gripping my hips as I spread my legs wider, Pete pumped into me hard. His huge, black, cock filling me as the rest of the group looked on. “You’re father did train her well,” one of the group said to Don’s son as Pete increased the pace, pushing my head down onto the mattress as he did so.

“Yeah, I enjoyed her the other day,” Don’s son replied, “in fact I think I would like to give her my cum one last time.”

“Sure,” Pete said in between heavy breaths as one of his hands grabbed me by the hair and turned my head to one side. Standing over me, Don’s son stood erect, his new girlfriend pumping his cock back and fore just inches from my face. Then, his cock twitched as the first load of cum shot from the end, splashing onto my cheek and into my open mouth. I blinked instinctively as he came. His heavy load plastering my face as Pete continued to take me with his huge cock.

Now drenched in cum, Pete let himself go and with one final thrust, I felt his cum flowing into me as he pushed himself deeper than ever.

Seconds later I lay naked and used on the bed that had been set up for me, my body covered in sweat and cum from the hard fucking I had taken.

“Don has one last test for you,” his son said as he looked at my broken form.

“What’s that?” I asked wondering if there was an even harder fucking in my future.

The son laughed, and as I watched him, I realised that a couple of the men who had taken me had marker pens in their hands.  As a group they approached, and I could only watch as they started to write on my skin. Soon, most of my body was covered in comment, derogatory comments about how I was meat, or how this person or that person had fucked me or cum on me.

As they retreated, I rolled off the bed and standing I caught my reflection in a full length mrror that occupied one corner of the room and which I had not seen when I had first entered. “Cum Slut,” and “Slave,” were written across my chest while across my stomach was just a list of tally marks that recorded how many men had been involved in the orgy.

“Where’s my clothes?” I asked Don’s son as I scanned the room for them.

“They have been taken away.”

“What?” I asked in surprise at the comment.

“Yes, my father wants you to undergo one final humiliation.”

“Getting home while looking like this?”

The son smiled at my comment, “how did you guess?”