Red wine, crimson lips

[lucy]

The pain and pleasure are unbelievable when Charon fucks me with that huge dildo. I beg her to stop but at the same time i am enjoying the pain and feeling of being filled like never before. Suddenly she stops, leaving me empty. Then she orders me to get the bed out of the way. Finding three guys who are willing to help me isn't that much of a problem when i tell them they'll get a blowjob each. I suck them off in the basement and just for a moment i fear they want more than just a blowjob, but then they're satisfied and leave me kneeling on the floor, cum dripping from my cheeks.
Mistress seems to be pleased. Then she tells me about the twenty guys i must fuck in four weeks. Assuming that i'll spend at least one, hopefully two nights a week with her that makes exactly one guy every day.
Twenty guys! That's ten times as much as i ever had sex with until i met Charon. Both of them were boyfriends, guys i loved or thought i loved. Oh my, what has become of me?!

She hands me a camera and i'm dismissed. Today i can't have sex anymore, my pussy hurts much too much, so i head home. The next day i still can't sit without difficulties. After work i pass by a bar and look in. Several guys are having a beer before they go home. 'Why not start now' i think and enter the bar. One of the guys sits alone at the bar and i walk up to him. We start to talk, but i'm not interested in smalltalk. With a blushing face i bluntly ask him whether he wants to go to my place and have some fun.
„No, I don't fuck whores, I got a wife back home i love very much.“
'I'm not a whore' i want to reply. But then i get aware that that's exactly what i am. I put a bill on the bar and leave, deeply blushed and embarassed.
At home i place an ad on an internet dating site. „Slut needs to be fucked“ and an email-adress. Five minutes after i posted it i get the first email: „I'll fuck you senseless, bitch. Call me“ followed by a number. Dunno if i should call that guy. I do and we make an appointment for the next day, at my place. He arrives early, a heavyset guy with a moustache. I already told him about the camera and that i need to film him, so i just set up the camera, film him saying he's going to fuck me, undress and join him on the bed.
I don't feel anything, it's just mechanical movement, no feeling, nothing. I guess that's what it is for a whore too. He seems to be satisfied, though. He gets up, gathers his clothes and with a „that was a nice fuck, bye“ he's gone. After a shower i go to bed, but find no sleep. I get up again and check the mail. The inbox is full. I reply to some and call one guy, setting up a date for the next day.

This one is huge, at least 6'4'', and muscular. After the filming he roughly pushes me onto the bed and starts to fuck me furiously. When he cums i give him another five minutes lying beside me until i tell him to go. He turns around, jumps on me, pinning my arms above me with one hand and shouts at me. „What? What did you say, whore? We're not thru yet, did you think i come here to fuck you and then i go again? No, you filthy cunt, we're not thru yet.“ I just lie there while he fucks me another time.
Then he gets up and deletes the film on the camera, while i curl up in a ball and hug my knees, praying that he wont hurt me. „Fucking cunt, don't ever play with me again.“ And then he's gone.
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I screwed two guys and got only one on tape. Moreover, i've been raped and beaten too. Thank God i saved the first guy on my laptop. But that's not going to work like this, i need to find some other place to screw the guys. And i need to have more than just one date a day.
I manage to film two more guys until Saturday. One is just pure luck, it's a young guy with UPS who happens to deliver a parcel on Friday, just before lunchbreak. My boss is already gone for lunch, so i just ask him if he wants to fuck. He's dumbfounded, but only for a couple of seconds. He fucks me on the desk, it's all over in five minutes.
I'm still terribly behind my goal, though. Both guys i met Friday refused to being filmed, despite having agreed on it on the phone. If i keep fucking the guys at that rate, i'm toast. I'll have to think of a better, safer and faster way to get those twenty guys on film.
While getting ready Saturday morning and later on the way to Charon i think of my situation. I'm truly a whore. I don't do it for money, i do it for a face in a film saying „I'm going to fuck Zoe because she needs to be fucked.“ And unlike a whore, i actually spend money to get them on film. I decided to meet the guys in a hotel, after what happened with that asshole on wednesday i'm not eager to meet them at my place anymore. Trying to fulfill Charon's command costs me quite some money for hotel rooms. But i have no choice, right?

When Charon opens the door, i hold out the DVD to her. She hugs me and kisses me and then she inserts the DVD and asks me about my week.

[MissConfused]

“Let’s see your DVD Zoe.” She starts to cry while she explains she fucked eight men and only three of them allowed themselves to be taped.
“You will wear out your pussy at this rate” I tell her. “Have you thought about fucking three to four men at once? There is no limit to how many men you can fuck at a time. You just need to fuck twenty men.”
It appears this thought had not occurred to her.

While she is changing into her maid’s uniform I remind her that the last step in her punishment is to be sold at the slave auction in four weeks. I remind her she may quit at any time, I will release her from my servitude.

I tell Zoe the auction is not pleasant. You will be sold to another master or mistress and for forty-eight hours you will be their possession.
Typically your temporary master will do things to you that they will not do to their own slave.

I was sold three years ago when I was still a slave. I tell Zoe the story about it. I was purchased by someone who was believed to be a master.
He and his friends had purchased me as a fuck-toy at a weekend party. They all seemed to be college aged so I at first believed I would only spend one night there being fucked by a group of frat-boys.

It turned into far more than that. The first two guys fucked my mouth and my pussy at the same time. This was only the beginning. Over the next forty hours I was fucked at least thirty times by one to three men at the same time. I counted thirty or more times that I was fucked by a cock.
God only knows how many times I was fucked by beer bottles and something else I couldn’t identify. I only knew it hurt like hell when it was shoved into my ass.

On Sunday when they were done fucking me they laid a plastic sheet on the floor and ordered me to lay on it. They then stood around and peed and spit on me.
When at last they were finished one of them handed me a t-shirt to wear and said “get out of our house you dirty slut.”

I had nothing to wear but the t-shirt and did not have any money on me with which to call my master. I walked down a busy street until I came to a convenience store. I begged a woman there to call my master’s phone number and tell him where I was. Then I sat on the curb and pulled the t-shirt as far down as I could to try and cover myself, then I cried uncontrollably. Shortly thereafter master arrived to pick me up and drive me to his house.
I explained to him what had happened while I showered and then asked him a giant favor; “please release me from your servitude. I never want to be a slave again!”

Master was kind and he released me. Word quickly spread through-out the BDSM community and all efforts were taken to prevent the master impersonator from obtaining another slave.

“Zoe I warn you to think about this. VERY few of the slave’s experiences go like this but you are expected to do anything your temporary master or mistress demands of you.
Think about this while you fuck all of these men, I will make you take the last step and be sold at auction.
If you feel you can’t do this then stop now.”

When Zoe was at last in her maid’s uniform I locked the belt around her waist again and locked her left wrist to the belt.
As I left to go shopping I told her I may be a long time today. If I am not done when she finished she was to leave. I told her the key was frozen in an ice cube.
She was to go to the freezer and remove the cube and thaw it. Then free herself and leave.

As I left I knew I would not be back in time, I had planned it that way…

[lucy]

She's a devil, Charon is. First she tells me in detail about her ordeal as a slave auctioned to some college students, and then she tells me not to think about it. Yeah, sure...
Images of myself chained to a cold stone wall in a dungeon haunt me. I'm naked, there are dozens of men and women touching me, probing me, sticking their fingers inside me, squeezing my tits, slapping my butt. Just to estimate how much i'm worth. They comment on me too, 'looks like a good fuck, this one', 'I bet she's great to fuck in the ass', such kind of things. Just as Charon said: I'm an object, a merchandise. Nobody gives a damn about me, i'm only a body, a fucktoy. And once again my pussy betrays me, i can feel it getting wet, the blood pooling between my legs. And why does Charon keep talking about releasing me? Does she really question my determination to be her slave, to remain her slave?

But first i need to fuck those 20 guys. Or rather, the 17 left. But time is running through my fingers like sand. Maybe i should indeed make arrangements for a „gangbang“. The thought makes me shudder. Furthermore i don't have an idea how i should go about that. Well, today i'm with my Mistress, i can think about such things another time.
I go at her apartment with fervour and clean everything i just can think of cleaning. I don't realize how fast time passes, only when i almost pass out from hunger do i look at the clock to see that it's already 5 pm. Five? Shouldn't Charon be back already? I look into the fridge but don't find anything besides orange juice and loads of wine. In a cupboard i find some crackers and eat them standing in the kitchen. Then i get back to cleaning again. A good hour later i'm getting aware that i just try to postbone the moment when i'm done cleaning. There isn't anything left to clean. Everything is shiny, clean as can be.
I go take the key to the cuff out of the freezer and put the iceblock under the hot water. With the cuff unlocked i strip. In my stockings and nothing else i think again. I don't want to go. I want to be here, with Mistress. But where is she? It's seven. I call her cellphone but it's switched off.
I put on my dress and head out, sad and disappointed. I was hoping to spend some time with her. Oh well, i can just as well go and try to get another guy in my bed. This time i'm smarter and hit on three guys together. I down a couple of drinks with them and then we all head to my place to get the cam and on to the place of one of the guys. There they all look into the camera and state that they're going to fuck me. And then they do exactly that, the whole night.

[MissConfused]

I walk by my apartment on the other side of the street to see if the lights are off before returning.
Yes, they are off and the apartment is dark, Zoe must finally be gone and I can return to my apartment.
It has been terribly hard to stay away, I wanted to return so many times.
Then as I cross the street I see Zoe dashing out of the building. At first I want to call out to her but I know I can’t and I duck back to the other side of the street.
It doesn’t appear she saw me as she heads down the street.
Her punishment is as hard on me as I assume it is on her. I remind myself sometimes punishment can be emotional as well as physical.

Finally when she is gone from sight I cross the street and enter my apartment.
Good lord the apartment is unbelievably clean.
For a slob like myself to live in such a sparkling clean apartment is a treat as well as unusual. She is truly a good slave.

I’m not sure how much longer I can wait to hear her cry as I spank her and mount her with a strapon.
Even more than that I can not wait to have her head between my legs.
These thoughts have gotten me extremely wet. I head to my bedroom closet and find my favorite toy.
As I get into bed I keep thinking “maybe next weekend Zoe…”

[lucy]

The guys turn out to be really decent ones. When they all had their fun with me on the rug in the living room they get beer and snacks, one rolls a joint and the last one hands me a large t-shirt asking „So why exactly do you need us on film? Wanna talk about it?“
„Not really, no.“
„Aww, c'mon, sweetie! Want some pot?“
„Hmm, yeah, why not.“ I drag heavily on the joint, inhale and immediately explode in a coughing fit. They all laugh at me. I take another drag, and then yet another. I get up and head for the bathroom and then to the kitchen to get some juice. The guy who asked me joins me there.
„So, what's that all about? You seem to be troubled and worried? You sure talking about it doesn't help?“
No, i'm not. And why shouldn't i tell him? It can't get any worse, can it?
„I've got to have sex with twenty different guys and i need to have them all on tape. Within the next three weeks.“
Silence, he just stares at me, forgetting his beer and the joint.
„You mean you have to screw 20 guys? But, why?“
„Oh my... well, see... i serve a Mistress, clean her house, do all kinds of things for her, like please her sexually. I'm her slave, to make it short. And she's given me the task to fuck 20 guys and have them on film within a month.“ He keeps on staring at me.
„But why?“
„I dunno. To test my dedication to her? To humiliate me? Dunno, really. Can i have some more of that?“ He hands me the joint. „Thanks, by the way, i'm Zoe, but i guess you could call me slut too...“
„I'm Neil, pleased to meet you“, pointing with his thumb he adds „those two are Ben and Jake. Ok, so you are a slave and have a task. Well, to each his own... But why do you do it?“
Now that's an easy question. „Because if i don't do it, she won't be my Mistress anymore. But i don't want that to happen. I love her.“
„Wow. That must be what they call true love.“ I smile at him. „Yeah, i guess that's it.“
„Well, thanks for the fucking, was real nice. If you want to go now, I can give you a lift.“
„Nah, you can't, you're drunk and stoned. Just like me.“ Besides, i don't want to go home and be all alone for the rest of the weekend.
„Could i, ummm, i mean, could i sleep here?“
„Yeah, sure. There's an empty room upstairs, the second to the left. “
He tells me that it's his parents house, but that they're away on vacations until next Saturday.
We head back to the living room.
I look at them, sitting on the couch, wearing nothing but boxers, young, strong, muscular. And without really thinking about it i grab the cam, hand it to Ben, tell him to film me and get down on my knees to pull Jake's shorts down. Getting him hard doesn't take too long, getting him to cum in my mouth neither. Then it's Ben's turn and finally i suck off Neil. Then we're all spent and exhausted, they are sprawled on the couch, me sitting on the floor.
When i wake up i'm lying in a bed, neatly tucked under the sheets. My head is a bit aching, but otherwise i'm fine. When i remember last night i don't feel remorse or shame. Not even humiliation. It's like it was completely normal to fuck and suck three guys. It's probably what sluts do, and i am a slut. There's no denying that. I get up and realize i'm in a girl's room, likely Neils sister's. In the bathroom i find a new toothbrush and a fresh towel. He's really nice, Neil is.
Showered and refreshed i head down, wearing nothing but the t-shirt. Neil is sitting at the table, having breakfast. Ben and Jake seem to have left.
„Good morning, gorgeous. Did you sleep well?“
„Yes, thanks. Where are my clothes?“ He points to the pile on the floor, where i left them. I grab them and start to get dressed.
„Have some coffee and breakfast.“
„Nah, thanks, but i need to go.“
„And i need to talk to you, so please have a seat and some coffee.“
Well, i don't really have to go and some coffee and breakfast won't hurt. I sit down and get aware that i'm terribly hungry.
„Ok, listen, i have thought about your situation. I think i can help you.“
„Help me? How could you help me?“
„You need to fuck another fourteen guys, right?“
„Yeah, thanks for reminding me.“
„Ok, well, now, judging from last night I'd say you're pretty determined to comply with your 'Mistress' command, right?“
„Yes, that's right.“ I look at him. He grins, but in a nice sort of way.
„So, here's my proposal: I'm captain of our college's football team. You know how many guys play in a football team?“ I don't have an idea, but it was a obviously a rhetorical question, he doesn't wait for an answer. „Enough to take care of your problem, that's for sure. And believe me, they would all happily help you to fulfill your task, hehehe.“
I laugh too „yeah, i bet.“
„So what i've been thinking is: You stay here, I call some of them, say, five, they come here and this evening you have already screwed eleven guys. If you want, you come back here Tuesday to screw another 5 and the rest on Thursday.“ I must be staring at him in disbelief.
„Sorry. I didn't mean to offend you. Just trying to be helpful.“ He seems genuinely concerned.
„No, no. I'm not offended. I mean, well, i, umm...“
„Ok, sorry, it was a bad idea. Should of known it...“
„No, it isn't. It's a brilliant idea. I... well, i just don't know if i'm up to that. I mean, fucking five guys in one day.“ I feel myself blushing. „Or six, since i guess you want to be 'paid' too.“
He grins broadly. „To be honest, that thought had crossed my mind. So, should i start calling them?“
I tell him that i need to think it over for a couple of minutes and he is decent enough to leave me alone to do that. What would Charon say if i showed up next Saturday, two weeks early, hand her a DVD and just say „Done, Mistress. 20 guys. Taped and screwed.“? And sucked off, too. Hell, yes, that would be great, and she would be so proud, i'm sure of that. But i'm not even sure if i'm supposed to go there next Saturday. Should i call her and ask, or rather beg?
Just when i find her entry in my cellphone, Neil returns, looking at me expectantly.
„Start calling them, please. Five today, five Tuesday, four Thursday. And make sure they agree on having them taped, will you please?“
„Yes, ma'am.“ Yet another of those awesome grins crosses his face. „Wow. You rock, baby.“

[MissConfused]

I meet Zoe at the door wearing a warm oversized robe that drags on the floor as I walk. The robe is thick and very warm. I have it wrapped loosely around myself.

Zoe proudly hands me the DVD and says “I have fucked twenty men as you commanded.”
I am both proud and surprised. She accomplished her command in two weeks.
We sit down to watch the video. I notice all of the men are in excellent shape. Teasingly I ask her “did you fuck a football team?” “Yes”
I also notice four of the men are black. I am curious about the saying “once you go black you never go back” so I ask her if it is true. She asks me if it is possible for her to keep a secret to herself. “Yes, you have earned that right.”
We watch the video again, several times.

I tell Zoe to go to the guest bedroom and change into her maid’s uniform. I follow close behind. Once Zoe is naked and before she begins to put on her uniform I command her to face me. I open up my robe to show her I am not wearing anything beneath. She immediately comes to me and we embrace as lovers while I wrap the soft warm robe around her.
We stand there passionately kissing for a long time. I know we must go to bed, my pussy is hot and running with juices.

“Go jump into my bed” I order while I go to the closet and select my favorite toys. I command her to role onto her belly and I cuff her wrists together then bind them to the headboard. I cuff and tie her ankles together and bind them likewise to the footboard. She is trapped in a long straight position just waiting for what is next.

I MUST spank her! I have missed watching her soft flesh quiver under my paddle. Gently I rub her bottom with my hand then instantly I slap her bottom. I spank her two more times before I stop. This time I rub her red bottom and bend over and kiss the red marks.
I want to make love to my slave but I must do so in a position of power. I want her to understand I am her mistress and she is my slave.
I spank her three more times. On the third slap she lets out a whimper of pain, I think she has had enough. I bend over and kiss her sore bottom several times.

I release Zoe’s ankles and tell her to spread her legs. It is time to introduce a new toy. I gently slide a lubed butt plug into her. She resists slightly but finally relaxes and I push the plug all the way in.
I command her to role over onto her back. She watches as I put on my strapon friend. This time I use a medium sized dildo, I know she is already partially stretched by the butt plug and I want to be tender with her this time.
Then I blindfold her. I straddle her body and begin to kiss her lips, slowly at first but shortly we are devouring each other with our mouths.
I slide down to her breasts and bight and lick her nipples until they are very hard.
To Zoe’s surprise I then place nipple clamps on her. I wait to see her reaction but she lets out a gentle sigh, she seems to enjoy them.

Then I do something totally unexpected. Instead of returning to her mouth I slide my tongue between her breasts until I reach her navel. I stop there to lick and nibble her and then continue my journey to her pussy.
What am I doing!? She is my slave. She should be licking my pussy. Without thinking about it more I spread her lips with one finger and slide it into her. I follow the finger with my tongue and probe as deeply as my tongue is able to go.
I’m lost in ecstasy. My finger penetrates her while my tongue licks and nibbles on her wet lips.
Eventually I work my mouth to her clit and begin to lick and suck it, gently at first but then with more passion while my finger finds the target it was searching for.
Unexpectedly a river of cum flows from her. I swallow some of it while the rest flows down my chin. God has she ejaculated? I’ve heard stories about this before but I always thought it was only a myth but here I am covered in her juices.

The sudden rush of her juices awakens me from the trance I was in. Did she cum while I was playing with her? Did she enjoy it? I was so involved in my own world that I forgot to pay any attention to Zoe.
I wipe off my wet face on the sheets and climb back to kiss her.

Now it is my turn. I grab each ankle individually and strap it to the headboard. Zoe is now trapped with her legs spread wide as her wrists and ankles are bound to the headboard. It appears that she still has not completely gotten regained consciousness so while she is still overly content I slide the strapon’s dildo deep into her. There is no resistance since her pussy is running with juices. I ram the dildo in her until my hips grow tired. I wonder if she is okay. Zoe appears to be semi-conscious and she has been uttering and occasionally screams in a loud painful voice.

I am done. I pull the dildo out and release her bonds. She reaches up and grabs me down to her on the mattress. We hold each other very tightly until Zoe, with her blindfold still on slides to my breasts and bights my nipples.
She follows the same path I had taken down her until at last she is at my pussy.
I must have taught Zoe something new as she spreads my lips and slides a finger into me while she licks and bights my lips.
God she is going to do the same thing to me that I did to her. I will find out what she felt.
I feel my face grow as hot as my pussy has grown. I am on fire from both ends. Then a rush of heat flows down my face and onto my neck until it meets the fire that is rushing up from below.
I remember screaming, the next thing I feel is Zoe kissing my face. “Did you enjoy that?” she asks. “Yes I weakly reply, how many long have you been eating me and how many times did I cum?”
“I have been below for at least fifteen minutes and I don’t know how many times you came as your body was thrashing wildly while I was down on you.”

I tell Zoe to go to the bathroom and remove her butt plug while I remove my strapon and clear all the toys from the bed. When she returns she climbs into the bed and we embrace as lovers do until exhausted we both fall asleep.
Hunger awakens me. I notice it is now dark in the apartment. How long did we sleep? It is after nine at night!
I wake Zoe and we both laugh at how long we slept. Both of us are dying of hunger. I tell her to go shower and we will go out to dinner.
She asks me to join her in the shower but I know if I do we will end up in bed again and never have dinner.

At ten at night we are finally sitting at a table in the restaurant. I am so hungry I can eat everything on the menu!

While we wait for our food to arrive Zoe asks “tell me about the slave auction, do I still have to go?”

I explain first that yes she will have to go. I have already put her up for bid and it is a matter of honor that I keep my commitment.

As to her first question I tell her I will explain the auction to her next weekend. “Let’s enjoy ourselves and not worry about what is to come…”

[lucy]

“I have fucked twenty men as you commanded.” What a crap. It was 21 guys, including the shithead that fucked me twice and deleted the tape and then i fucked Neil 6 times all in all and then there were also countless blowjobs and from all those times i was fucked six were in the ass because my pussy was raw and abraised by Thursday and hurting as hell so i asked the guys to use my backdoor. Not that it was difficult to persuade them...
But it’s over now and there are also nice memories, like of Neil last Sunday eating my pussy on the living room table. Fantastic!

While watching the video she asks about the black guys. Duh. Well, to be honest, they were the same as the others. As far as i’m concerned they could have been purple with pink polka dots, all of them. It’s not like i was enjoying myself too much. For all the fucking i did i didn’t get to have too many orgasms.

But now i’m finally with Mistress again. The rest is history, almost forgotten but for the fact that both my pussy and anus still are pretty tender. When she ties me to the bed i almost start to cry, out of sheer happiness. The spanking feels more like a reward than a punishment. Besides, i’m totally hers, so if i can help fulfill her wishes by providing a butt to spank, that’s all i can ask for. Still, it hurts and i’m glad when it’s over. The butt plug is kinda weird. A strange feeling to have someting inside my butt that just stretches me but doesn’t move. Not painful, not even uncomfortable, just strange. And then Mistress plays with my nipples and suddenly i feel a sharp sting that quickly subsides to a throbbing sensation. Quite nice, actually. I glance at my tits and see clamps attached to them.
When i realize she’s going down on me i can’t believe it. She’s eating my pussy! Yay! She’s great, soooo great, i don’t remember having ever had such intense sensations running through my body. I’m kinda in a trance and only get out of it when Mistress ties my legs to the headboard, spreading me wide open, exposing me completely. She starts to fuck me, wild and rough, her thrusting into my still tender pussy hurts like hell but at the same time i’m also utterly aroused. I’m helpless, bound, blindfolded, completely at her mercy and that is all i want to be: Hers, her slave to satisfy all her needs and desires.
Suddenly she withdraws and unties my wrists and ankles. We’re both panting and kissing and holding. Then i go down on her, trying to lick her as good as she did. Judging from her thrusting, moaning, screaming and pulling my hair i'm doing a good job.

Later we go for dinner and i remember the auction. During the week i was either too tired or too busy to think about it, but now, sitting across from her, still in the aftermath of my (of ours?) uber-orgasm, it comes to my mind. Mistress doesn't answer my question, though. She just says that she's already put me on the list of slaves and that she can't take me off of it anymore. „It's a matter of honor to keep my committment“ are her words. Hmm, yeah, but looking at her i think she's also enjoying the idea immensely. She's probably enjoying to keep me in the dark, worrying about it. But then again, she's right, we should savor our time together and not worry about the future. Finally the food arrives and we're going at it like starved wolves.
„Mistress, what are we going to do now?“ I notice i never call her Charon anymore, it's always „Mistress“. But hey, that's what she is. My Mistress. And i'm happy to be her slave.
While she's still swallowing her last bite i say "i love you Mistress, and i am proud you let me be your slave."