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"W...What do you want from me, I've done nothing to hurt you, why are you treating me like this?"
Fay stopped her outpouring aware that she had sounded like a scared teenager, rather than the confident woman she really was, damn what was happening to her.
"I am treating you like this because I know you enjoy it"
"What do you mean, I hate this, I'm twenty eight for god's sake I am not a schoolgirl anymore.
"Shut up, I know you like being treated like a slut, in fact you love it"
"I don't know what you’re talking about"
Fay's voice wavered, betraying her uncertainty, she was worried Bill knew something she didn't, she had a horrible feeling that the photos weren't the whole story. Despite herself she wanted to see the video, the thought had nagged her continually since she had read the note in the envelope.
"OK slut I'll prove it to you, get your pretty white ass in my office and we'll watch a little video"
Bill grabbed Fay by the wrist making her wince, his grip was so strong as he yanked her to the corner of the shed and pushed her inside the tiny office. Bill forced her down into a chair and sat beside her, his physical proximity thrilling Fay despite herself, he was so powerful she found herself wishing he would take her there and then. Her mind rebelled at the thought but all thoughts of her respectability were diminishing rapidly from her head, as her body exercised its control over her.
"Sit there like the good slut I know you are and we'll see what you’re really like"
Bill slipped the battered video into the machine and pressed the play button. The image flickered and then focussed, Fay nearly sobbed, there she was naked, lying on an unmade bed, her legs spread wide, fingers toying obscenely between her legs. Bill turned the volume up slightly.
"Don't want to miss any of your filthy language now do we."
A mans voice, Fay recognised it as the man from the party, talking to her, issuing instruction to her, she was complying.
"Finger your cunt, you stuck up white trash. That's it slut tell us what you want"
"I want to be fucked by a black cock"
Fay flinched, her voice was slightly slurred, she couldn't believe that it was her, to her shame the obscenities continued.
"I need cock now, Ill do anything to get it"
"Anything"
The man's voice again, his questioning tone spurring her on to reply.
"Anything you want, I need cock I don't care how I get it"
"Good slut crawl over here, Ill fuck you while you suck Mark's cock for him"
To her shame Fay saw herself crawl across the room, from the bed to the mans side, her eyes fixed on the camera, playing to it, swaying her ass, licking her lips, behaving like a complete slut.
Fay was aware of the heat rising between her legs, she risked a sideways glance at Bill, she could clearly make out his cock outlined within his filthy jeans. She had to fight to control herself, she wanted to touch it, longed to touch it. Damn if only she had brought herself off this morning, her body yearned for attention and wouldn't be satisfied unless she got it.
Fay returned her gaze to the video, hungry for more, aware of the effect it was having on her, she seemed so horny, so hot she could hardly recognise herself. She was currently struggling to take a large black cock deep within her throat, the man with the video was having trouble focussing on her as he received her attention. The focus shifted to her ass as the other man could be seen touching his cock head into her cunt lips, she groaned obscenely as he pushed it into her.
"Getting you wet slut?, seeing what you're really like"
Bill reached over flipped her short skirt up and ran a finger along her pouting lips, she did nothing to stop him. A moan rose in her throat, he pulled his hand away, she flashed her eyes at him, missing his touch already, desperate for more, he ignored her.
"You can play with yourself if you want slut, all you got to do is ask."
Fay gulped, she was desperate to bring herself off, but was damned if she was going to give this guy the satisfaction. That was her plan anyway, as the video continued, with her vocally demanding a hard fucking every time Mark removed his cock from her mouth she wondered how strong her resolve was.
She would hear Bill chuckling quietly to himself, he seemed to know she was torn apart inside, her slutty side appeared to be winning the battle however. She needed relief, her mind was in a mess, all she could think about was coming, anything to reduce the heat between her legs. She caved.
"Please can I touch myself?"
There said it, that wasn't so bad was it, her body desperately trying to soothe her guilty mind.
"You'll have to ask nicer than that, I know you know how, slut"
"Pl..Pl..Please may I touch myself Sir"Better slut I want you to finger yourself and then lick your fingers clean"
Fay's hand was between her legs immediately, stoking her fire further, the heat building instantly, she shut her eyes her mind racing with thoughts of domination. She groaned loudly causing a further chuckle from Bill, she didn't care she was so close now, nothing could stop her C . O . M . I . N . G .
Fay sagged in her chair, her breathing ragged, eyes half shut as the heat washed over her. She moaned contentedly as her heart slowed.
"I didn't say you could come slut."
Fay looked at Bill, thinking he was joking she nearly laughed, but the look on Bill's face told her that would not be a good idea.
"You will obey me slut, I know you think this is funny but I don't think you know how much trouble you are in. That video will be the end of you and your precious husband, you know I will send it to every member of the club"
Fay was stunned this guy was not messing around, he was serious. The reality sank in, she was stuck, she couldn't risk being exposed. Richard would be furious, their comfortable lifestyle would be ruined Fay couldn't bear to contemplate it. She knew she was beaten.
"What do you want me to do?"
"Start calling me Sir you cheap slut"
"Yes Sir, what does Sir want me to do"
"That's better slut, you can start by getting my cock out and giving it a suck, ask me nicely first of course"
"Sir, may I please suck your cock"
"Good slut you may suck me off"
Fay got on the floor between his massive thighs, she felt for Bill's bulging cock undoing the zipper slowly. The zipper undone she reached inside searching for his cock. Fay gasped as she felt his size, struggling to get the erect member out of the confines of his filthy jeans. She eventually managed to free it, the purple head springing out making her gasp.
She gripped the base of the shaft, feeling the blood coursing through it. Fay looked up at Bill, all to aware that she was in the pose that got her into this mess in the first place, she pouted at him, might as well make a good job of it she thought. She planted a big wet kiss on his helmet, his scent almost overpowering her. Fay parted her lips and took the bulbous head into her waiting mouth, her jaw stretching to accommodate the flesh she was so eager to suck. Her cheeks hollowed as the effort to accommodate Bill's cock increased, her mind filled with flashbacks to that evening so long ago.
Bill roughly gripped her long hair, pushing her throat further down his thick shaft, she could feel herself trying to gag, shamefully aware of the saliva running our of the sides of her mouth, dripping of her chin onto the filthy floor. Her hand started wanking the shaft, long slow stroked forcing the skin back and forth, her eyes fixed on Bill's face, desperate for a sign she was pleasing him.
What's happening to me, her mind screamed, all thoughts of her respectable life had fled her now, all she wanted was to be used as a fuck toy, a slave for the pleasure of others. She had become the woman in the film, she couldn't reconcile her feelings, that would have to come later, with the guilt and the shame, now she was performing for her master and nothing else mattered.
Fay could see Bill was struggling to control himself, his cock was jerking violently in her mouth, suddenly he pulled her head back, her mouth reluctantly relinquishing its prize. Fay missed it immediately and tried to jerk her head back down onto the magnificent cock, unsuccessfully, she moaned at the loss.
Bill was gripping the shaft, his hand flashing up and down the length, grunting with the effort.
"Open wide here, comes your reward for being such a good slut"
An enormous jet of come erupted into Fay's face, catching her nose and the corner of her mouth. Fay closed her eyes instinctively as another jet hit her square in the eye coating her eyelashes, she tried to blink unsuccessfully her lashes coated with fluid.
"Clean it off slut"
Fay obediently licked his cock, its size diminishing slightly following its release, she lovingly kissed and licked the come up not wanting to miss any. She was only to aware of the come in her hair and covering her face, she could feel it cooling on her skin, constricting, not unlike the Clarins facial she got at the gym, the comparison amused her.
When she had finished she rocked back on her heels awaiting praise from her master, she knew she had been a good girl. Bill's orgasm had been violent so she knew that her actions, on the video and in the office had had an effect on him.
"Hmmm you've got potential slut, Ill give you that. You need more training though, you are to full of yourself, you think your better than everyone else. Ill soon have you crawling on the floor begging for come, you need to remember your true station in life slut, on you knees"
Fay reeled at his comments, she couldn't rationalise her need to please this man who had blackmailed and used her so completely. And yet her mind wanted his approval, she needed to know she pleased him, she was desperate to be told she had been good. She felt as though something fundamental about her had changed irrevocably and yet she couldn't shake the thought that it was her true self. It all felt so natural to her as though the missing part of her puzzle had slotted into place.
Fay could see no way out of her predicament at present and couldn't think of a solution to the problem. Her only option was to go along with her master's wishes.
"What do you want from me Sir?"
"You will become my personal fuck toy, when I tell you will come running, you will follow all my instructions to the letter. You will call me Sir at all times, you will be referred to as slut. You must ask permission to perform sexual tasks upon myself or anyone else I instruct you to perform for. If you don't agree to my demands you will be exposed for the slut you truly are, now is probably a good time to let you know I have also videoed this mornings proceedings in full, so the evidence is undeniable, any questions slut?"
Fay hung her head, she knew she was beaten, all her options gone she would have to accede to her Masters wishes, or face utter ruination. The thought hit her hard, her will was defeated, crushed by this man who now had utter control of her, her needs and desires.
"I am your personal slut sir"
"Good I knew you would see things my way, now lets clean you up we don't want anyone seeing prim proper little Mrs Smith with come all over her pretty face now do we?"
Bill wiped her brow roughly, noting the tear as it wended its way down her come plastered face, he knew he had beaten her, she had no choice and he could barely contain his own excitement, his own little white fuck toy to do with as he pleased.
"OK fuck toy, were going out to play, lose the bra, the panties stay in the bag as well, but you can smooth your skirt down, we don't want you to like to much of a slut do we?"
Bill laughed at this as Fay removed her T-shirt and unclasped the bra, quickly pulling it from her shoulders and casting it aside. Her body was once again betraying her, her nipples painfully erect as she contemplated the rest of the afternoons activities, she had no idea what her new Master had planned for her but her stomach was turning loops with the thought of further depravity. She slipped her T-shirt back on her nipples clearly visible.
"Right slut you need to earn your keep, I am going to the pub tonight and need some beer money, you can earn it for me with that pretty mouth of yours".
Bill led an un-protesting Fay out of the shed and into the staff car-park, she noticed with a touch of irony that he had a brand new BMW the same as hers. He opened the door indicating for to get in, she obeyed compliantly, her skirt rising to show her nakedness beneath.
"OK slut we are going on a little trip, on the way you are allowed to finger yourself and play with your nipples, no coming though that's for later, I know people that will pay good money to see that"
Fay's mind was racing, she was a natural exhibitionist but the thought of being displayed in public, performing the most personal act imaginable shocked her sensibilities. They sped off, Fay obediently fingering herself, only to aware of her need to come, she dare not risk it though there was no telling what her Master would make her do as a punishment.
The needs of Fay's body was overriding her normally confident, self assured mind, she knew that at every set of traffic lights other drivers could clearly see her blatantly fingering herself, toying with her nipples. She closed her eyes oblivious, as the heat built within her body, she knew she was putting on a show but seemed powerless to stop herself.
Fay became aware of the car, slowing and turning into a car park, she didn't recognise it and prayed it was far away from the tennis club, her home and the life she had left behind, for the moment anyway. Her Master parked the car and turned to her.
"OK slut we're here, we will walk over to those public toilets, some men will be waiting for you, I will negotiate a price for your services and you will perform as instructed, if you come without my express permission the video gets sent, understand?"
"Yes Sir I'll be a good slut sir"
And with that they made there way to the dirty public toilets, Fay thought they looked boarded up and derelict but her Master had a key and they entered the dingy building. Fay blinked in the half light, as her eyes accustomed to the dark she could make out three other men. One black, two white they were unshaven and shabbily dressed, Fay shuddered she wouldn't of ever dreamed of talking to these men let alone anything else.
She was pushed into the centre of the room, her head hung, trying twithin her throat, the man with the video was having trouble focussing on her as he received her attention. The focus shifted to her ass as the other man could be seen touching his cock head into her cunt lips, she groaned obscenely as he pushed it into her.
"Getting you wet slut?, seeing what you're really like"
Bill reached over flipped her short skirt up and ran a finger along her pouting lips, she did nothing to stop him. A moan rose in her throat, he pulled his hand away, she flashed her eyes at him, missing his touch already, desperate for more, he ignored her.
"You can play with yourself if you want slut, all you got to do is ask."
Fay gulped, she was desperate to bring herself off, but was damned if she was going to give this guy the satisfaction. That was her plan anyway, as the video continued, with her vocally demanding a hard fucking every time Mark removed his cock from her mouth she wondered how strong her resolve was.
She would hear Bill chuckling quietly to himself, he seemed to know she was torn apart inside, her slutty side appeared to be winning the battle however. She needed relief, her mind was in a mess, all she could think about was coming, anything to reduce the heat between her legs. She caved.
"Please can I touch myself?"
There said it, that wasn't so bad was it, her body desperately trying to soothe her guilty mind.
"You'll have to ask nicer than that, I know you know how, slut"
"Pl..Pl..Please may I touch myself Sir"Better slut I want you to finger yourself and then lick your fingers clean"
Fay's hand was between her legs immediately, stoking her fire further, the heat building instantly, she shut her eyes her mind racing with thoughts of domination. She groaned loudly causing a further chuckle from Bill, she didn't care she was so close now, nothing could stop her C . O . M . I . N . G .
Fay sagged in her chair, her breathing ragged, eyes half shut as the heat washed over her. She moaned contentedly as her heart slowed.
"I didn't say you could come slut."
Fay looked at Bill, thinking he was joking she nearly laughed, but the look on Bill's face told her that would not be a good idea.
"You will obey me slut, I know you think this is funny but I don't think you know how much trouble you are in. That video will be the end of you and your precious husband, you know I will send it to every member of the club"
Fay was stunned this guy was not messing around, he was serious. The reality sank in, she was stuck, she couldn't risk being exposed. Richard would be furious, their comfortable lifestyle would be ruined Fay couldn't bear to contemplate it. She knew she was beaten.
"What do you want me to do?"
"Start calling me Sir you cheap slut"
"Yes Sir, what does Sir want me to do"
"That's better slut, you can start by getting my cock out and giving it a suck, ask me nicely first of course"
"Sir, may I please suck your cock"
"Good slut you may suck me off"
Fay got on the floor between his massive thighs, she felt for Bill's bulging cock undoing the zipper slowly. The zipper undone she reached inside searching for his cock. Fay gasped as she felt his size, struggling to get the erect member out of the confines of his filthy jeans. She eventually managed to free it, the purple head springing out making her gasp.
She gripped the base of the shaft, feeling the blood coursing through it. Fay looked up at Bill, all to aware that she was in the pose that got her into this mess in the first place, she pouted at him, might as well make a good job of it she thought. She planted a big wet kiss on his helmet, his scent almost overpowering her. Fay parted her lips and took the bulbous head into her waiting mouth, her jaw stretching to accommodate the flesh she was so eager to suck. Her cheeks hollowed as the effort to accommodate Bill's cock increased, her mind filled with flashbacks to that evening so long ago.
Bill roughly gripped her long hair, pushing her throat further down his thick shaft, she could feel herself trying to gag, shamefully aware of the saliva running our of the sides of her mouth, dripping of her chin onto the filthy floor. Her hand started wanking the shaft, long slow stroked forcing the skin back and forth, her eyes fixed on Bill's face, desperate for a sign she was pleasing him.
What's happening to me, her mind screamed, all thoughts of her respectable life had fled her now, all she wanted was to be used as a fuck toy, a slave for the pleasure of others. She had become the woman in the film, she couldn't reconcile her feelings, that would have to come later, with the guilt and the shame, now she was performing for her master and nothing else mattered.
Fay could see Bill was struggling to control himself, his cock was jerking violently in her mouth, suddenly he pulled her head back, her mouth reluctantly relinquishing its prize. Fay missed it immediately and tried to jerk her head back down onto the magnificent cock, unsuccessfully, she moaned at the loss.
Bill was gripping the shaft, his hand flashing up and down the length, grunting with the effort.
"Open wide here, comes your reward for being such a good slut"
An enormous jet of come erupted into Fay's face, catching her nose and the corner of her mouth. Fay closed her eyes instinctively as another jet hit her square in the eye coating her eyelashes, she tried to blink unsuccessfully her lashes coated with fluid.
"Clean it off slut"
Fay obediently licked his cock, its size diminishing slightly following its release, she lovingly kissed and licked the come up not wanting to miss any. She was only to aware of the come in her hair and covering her face, she could feel it cooling on her skin, constricting, not unlike the Clarins facial she got at the gym, the comparison amused her.
When she had finished she rocked back on her heels awaiting praise from her master, she knew she had been a good girl. Bill's orgasm had been violent so she knew that her actions, on the video and in the office had had an effect on him.
"Hmmm you've got potential slut, Ill give you that. You need more training though, you are to full of yourself, you think your better than everyone else. Ill soon have you crawling on the floor begging for come, you need to remember your true station in life slut, on you knees"
Fay reeled at his comments, she couldn't rationalise her need to please this man who had blackmailed and used her so completely. And yet her mind wanted his approval, she needed to know she pleased him, she was desperate to be told she had been good. She felt as though something fundamental about her had changed irrevocably and yet she couldn't shake the thought that it was her true self. It all felt so natural to her as though the missing part of her puzzle had slotted into place.
Fay could see no way out of her predicament at present and couldn't think of a solution to the problem. Her only option was to go along with her master's wishes.
"What do you want from me Sir?"
"You will become my personal fuck toy, when I tell you will come running, you will follow all my instructions to the letter. You will call me Sir at all times, you will be referred to as slut. You must ask permission to perform sexual tasks upon myself or anyone else I instruct you to perform for. If you don't agree to my demands you will be exposed for the slut you truly are, now is probably a good time to let you know I have also videoed this mornings proceedings in full, so the evidence is undeniable, any questions slut?"
Fay hung her head, she knew she was beaten, all her options gone she would have to accede to her Masters wishes, or face utter ruination. The thought hit her hard, her will was defeated, crushed by this man who now had utter control of her, her needs and desires.
"I am your personal slut sir"
"Good I knew you would see things my way, now lets clean you up we don't want anyone seeing prim proper little Mrs Smith with come all over her pretty face now do we?"
Bill wiped her brow roughly, noting the tear as it wended its way down her come plastered face, he knew he had beaten her, she had no choice and he could barely contain his own excitement, his own little white fuck toy to do with as he pleased.
"OK fuck toy, were going out to play, lose the bra, the panties stay in the bag as well, but you can smooth your skirt down, we don't want you to like to much of a slut do we?"
Bill laughed at this as Fay removed her T-shirt and unclasped the bra, quickly pulling it from her shoulders and casting it aside. Her body was once again betraying her, her nipples painfully erect as she contemplated the rest of the afternoons activities, she had no idea what her new Master had planned for her but her stomach was turning loops with the thought of further depravity. She slipped her T-shirt back on her nipples clearly visible.
"Right slut you need to earn your keep, I am going to the pub tonight and need some beer money, you can earn it for me with that pretty mouth of yours".
Bill led an un-protesting Fay out of the shed and into the staff car-park, she noticed with a touch of irony that he had a brand new BMW the same as hers. He opened the door indicating for to get in, she obeyed compliantly, her skirt rising to show her nakedness beneath.
"OK slut we are going on a little trip, on the way you are allowed to finger yourself and play with your nipples, no coming though that's for later, I know people that will pay good money to see that"
Fay's mind was racing, she was a natural exhibitionist but the thought of being displayed in public, performing the most personal act imaginable shocked her sensibilities. They sped off, Fay obediently fingering herself, only to aware of her need to come, she dare not risk it though there was no telling what her Master would make her do as a punishment.
The needs of Fay's body was overriding her normally confident, self assured mind, she knew that at every set of traffic lights other drivers could clearly see her blatantly fingering herself, toying with her nipples. She closed her eyes oblivious, as the heat built within her body, she knew she was putting on a show but seemed powerless to stop herself.
Fay became aware of the car, slowing and turning into a car park, she didn't recognise it and prayed it was far away from the tennis club, her home and the life she had left behind, for the moment anyway. Her Master parked the car and turned to her.
"OK slut we're here, we will walk over to those public toilets, some men will be waiting for you, I will negotiate a price for your services and you will perform as instructed, if you come without my express permission the video gets sent, understand?"
"Yes Sir I'll be a good slut sir"
And with that they made there way to the dirty public toilets, Fay thought they looked boarded up and derelict but her Master had a key and they entered the dingy building. Fay blinked in the half light, as her eyes accustomed to the dark she could make out three other men. One black, two white they were unshaven and shabbily dressed, Fay shuddered she wouldn't of ever dreamed of talking to these men let alone anything else.
She was pushed into the centre of the room, her head hung, trying to hide the tears welling up in her eyes. She had never felt lower, shame poured over her, her life was in ruins and all she could think about was the nagging heat between her legs, what was the matter with her.
"OK boys here she is as promised, she will do what I tell her so lets talk money"
"Before we talk money you need to know what we want"
The man who spoke, Fay thought of him as the leader, was a little taller than the other two and heavy set, Fay's eyes were dragged to the obvious bulge in his pants. Fay loved the thought that she had caused it despite the mans grimy appearance.
"Keep going"
"OK we all want a blow job for starters, then she puts on a show for us before coming, how's that sound"
"Hmmm, you boys want it all don't you, the price for that much action of my little slut is £100.00 each, sound fair?"
The men went into a huddle they quickly reached a decision.
"It's a deal man"
"Show me the money first"
Reluctantly the men all pulled thick wads of used £10.00 notes from their trousers and counted the money into Bill's hand.
All through the negotiations Fay was left standing there as her body was traded for cash. She was being treated like an object, a piece of furniture, a week ago the thought would of revolted her, offending her morals, now it was frighteningly exciting. The background throb in her cunt was increasing in magnitude as she contemplated her new role as prostitute.
The men all started fishing around in their grubby trousers, without being asked Fay sank to the floor in front of the men suddenly eager to please. She was presented with three erect cocks, where to start, she looked at her Master for his consent.
"You know what to ask slut"
"Please sir may I suck these men off Sir"
"You may slut"
"May I swallow there come as well sir?"
"Yes you may"
Satisfied with her instructions Fay set to work, she selected the leader first as he was standing in the middle. She looked up at him, her eyes wide, she looked a picture all innocent and pouting as she gently kissed the head of his cock. Her hands meanwhile were reaching for the other two cocks as they bobbed around, their owners straining for a better view.
Fay gave it all she had, furiously sucking the mans cock, loving the taste and smell of him, she was wanking the other two off as well as they cheered her on, there cries ringing in her ears.
"Slut,Slut,Slut,Slut"
Fay was so excited, her juices running down her thighs, her cunt desperate for attention from anyone, she no longer cared. What had she become, she was on her hands and knees in a filthy old public toilet sucking off a stranger while she wanked his two friends. Her heart pounded irrespective of her situation telling her all she needed to know about her arousal. The need between her legs was becoming unbearable.
One of the men had ripped her T-shirt exposing her breasts to the fresh air, her nipples throbbed, she needed to touch them but knew her pleasure was the last thing on these men's mind. She could feel the cock in her mouth growing further, she knew he must be nearly there. Fay looked the man in the eye, so innocent, and winked at him sexily, she was loving the effect she was having and was desperate to swallow his come.
Her reward came quickly, exploding into her mouth, once, twice, filling her with come, she swallowed, trying hard not to gag as her throat filled with thick, sticky fluid. Bingo her mind screamed, only two more to go. She sat back on her ankles exposing her cunt to the assembled men, she wanted to touch herself but without permission she knew she dare not.
Fay didn't have to wait long, the men had swapped round and the next cock was presented to her. Again she gripped the base firmly, eyeing the man sweetly before sinking her mouth down the thick shaft. Before today Fay hadn't had black cock since that fateful night so long ago, she was quickly re-discovering her passion for it, as she slobbered like a dog over the mans meaty shaft.
His large hand caught in her hair, ramming her head down further she could feel it battering the back of her throat, hurting her. She looked up her eyes pleading for mercy, but the man sneered down at her.
"Just get sucking white slut, you know you love cock no matter how you get it"
The truth hurt Fay but she knew she couldn't stop now, the consequences would be unbearable, her Master would punish her and she doubted the men would let her leave without receiving there display, no way out.
Still she sucked, hoping beyond hope that she could make the other man come by wanking him alone. She was beginning to worry about the volume of come that
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