It had been a couple of days, but the memory was not
fading. She felt the hot tears well up
in her eyes, as the thoughts of “The Weekend” came back to haunt her again, as
it had so many times in the last 72 hours. God how she hated those tears. The tears that always seem to forsake her, when she tried to hide her
real self so deep inside. The same
tears that had caused her so much shame on “The Weekend” that she couldn’t
forget. The weekend that had left her
question herself on so many levels.
“Earth to Kaitlin” snapped back to reality by the librarian
sitting next to her, she hurriedly looked around the table to see if anyone had
noticed her mental absences. What
would all her fellow teachers think if they really knew what was on her
mind. To them, she was just the
friendly co-worker that laughed at all their jokes, listened to all their
mundane stories of their husbands and children, and cheered them up when life
was hard. But now her life was hard,
and where was their encouragement? It
seemed to never occur to them, that this girl who shared so little of her life
could ever have problems. After all,
she was always the chipper one. The one
they could count on.
“I believe that was your phone” the librarian spoke
again. Kaitlin quickly picked up the
phone and glanced down at the screen. Message from MJ. MJ….codeword
for Mistress Jo. Even that was a cruel
reminder that she lived and perhaps belonged to a very vanilla world. Her heart skipped a beat as she opened the
message from the one person that even though they had known each other a very
short time, knew more about her than anyone else had ever taken the time or
earned to trust to know.
“You nasty, filthy cunt. You have shamed me too many times…this can not continue! Pick me up tomorrow at 2:00 pm at the bench
in the park where we met that first day. There will be no more chances!”
So, this was it….this was the way the woman who she so
adored would tell her of her unworthiness. She had known it was coming, but figured it would just come in the form
of no more communication. No more
emails, text, or phone calls, but she should of known better. Her sadistic Mistress would derive great
pleasure in seeing her sub burn with shame, while being told of all her
shortcomings in a person to person meeting. The only question that remained now was if she were “man” enough to show
up and subject herself to such humiliation….with very little thought, she knew
the answer was yes. It was something
she had to do for herself. Tomorrow
seemed so far away….
As she pulled up in the parking lot, her emotions were in
turmoil. She was so happy to get
another chance at seeing Mistress again, but knew the emotional high from the
meeting would be short lived because of the scorn she would be shown.
Mistress Jo dressed in black, strode confidently to the car
and slid gracefully into the passenger seat. “My disobedient whore…You are late!” Kaitlin anxiously looked at the clock that was now reading 2:03. She started to explain, but knew it would be
fruitless to tell her Mistress about the mix-up at school, so quietly she
uttered “Yes Ma’am…I as so sorry Ma’am” and sit back to take the rest of the
verbal abuse she knew was coming.
“Drive down to the second cabin on the left” Mistress Jo instructed. Knowing she had not reserved a cabin, but
dreading the verbiage that that would rein down if she spoke up, Kaitlin put the
car into drive and headed toward the cabin.
“Kaitlin, my sorry excuse for a sub, today I’m going to show
you not how my inept subs are treated, but instead show you the rewards that
are given to my most pleasing slaves.” A little confused, Kaitlin pulled in the driveway, and turned off the car
as Mistress Jo continued to speak.
“Inside, are four of my most prized male subs, for three
months now they have been completely celibate. By doing this, they have shown me the adoration and respect that I
deserve! Today…I choose to reward them
with you, to do with as they please. I
expect your submissiveness for me to be transferred to them for the next two hours.” Leaning down and kissing her unworthy sub on
the forehead, Mistress Jo finished by saying “I hope you won’t fail me
again…there will be no more chances.”
Weighing what she had just heard between her wiliness to
serve Mistress Jo and the fear she had to walk in the cabin…she knew her choice
was made as she reluctantly pulled the door handle and begin walking up to her
chosen fate.
Just as she put her hand on the doorknob, the door was
jerked open, and she was grabbed by the hair and pulled into the dimly lit
room. Instantly she was prodded into
the middle of the living room area and ordered to strip down to just her
panties. Not working at the speed that
was apparently desired, she felt a huge hand grab the front of her shirt,
ripping it off as buttons went flying. Next, she was pushed to the floor as her jeans were stripped leaving her
on her back with nothing but the sheer nylon panties covering her wet and
throbbing cunt.
“On your knees” she was ordered as the first male unzipped
his own jeans and released a massive thick black cock that was already
glistening with pre-cum. “Suck on this
you white bitch whore” he said as he
forced his dick into her mouth. You
will not disrespect Mistress Jo without suffering the consequences.”
Gagging as she felt the cock being thrust deep into her
throat, she suddenly became aware of two other sets of hands picking her up and leading her over to a
handmade bondage device sitting off to the side. Using the strength they had, they bent her over and fastened her
arms with cuffs to one side and spread her legs before tying them to the other,
exposing both her opened ass and her dripping pussy.
As the shock of the moment slowly wore away, she became
aware of the smaller of the men crawling underneath the device, and spreading
her cunt with his rough hands in order to lick at her swollen clit. She felt his unshaven face burrowing into
her pussy, while plodding and licking with his unrelenting tongue. From behind a large hand was smacking her
ass cheek with enough force to bring tears to her eyes. It was then for the first time that she
questioned the choice she had made, but realized she would endure whatever to
be able to serve her Mistress again!
Grimly she felt a hand spread her ass, while the man behind
her begin to rub his cock up and down the crack of her bottom. Fear overtook her once again, as she
realized what was about to happen. It
was something she had craved for so long….but not like this. She was hoping her first experience would be
far more sensual instead of the brutal ass fucking she was about to
encounter. Suddenly, the cock which she
had been sucking and licking for what seemed like forever, violently began to
shoot its load….she could feel the hot cum hitting the back of her throat. It was at that moment that the man roughly
kneading her ass decided it was time to take the plunge. His hard cock had now grown to a very
intimidating 8 inches. After spitting
on her ass he put the mushroomed head of his engorged manhood at the entrance
to her ass, and violently pushed into her. Kaitlin let out a scream like she had never heard from herself
before. The uncaring man behind her
only seemed to gain more power from her pain. He thrust brutally in and out harder and harder, burying himself 8 inches
deep into her ass. He pumped until her
ass was raw from the pain. Finally, he
released a jet of warm sperm up her ass, before pulling out and shooting
another load on her back. Hoping this
was the last of this torture, Kaitlin again was brought back to reality, by the
man that had been licking and sucking on her labia for so long. Instead of using his tongue, he was now
forcing his huge fingers into her sloppy wet cunt. She felt her body begin to quiver, and she realized she was about
to cum all over his hand. How could her
body forsake her and climax in a moment like this? Could it be that she had actually enjoyed all of this….these
questions were still floating in her head when she felt her pussy contracting
and exploding all at the same time, sending ripples of pleasure through her
worn out body. She then passed out from
pure exhaustion.
When she woke up, it was dark. She knew she was laying in the bed, but someone else was with
her. Turning over, she saw the smiling
face of her beloved Mistress Jo. “You
have done well, my forgiven slut.” “I
was very pleased with your performance, and I will always remember being able
to watch you sacrifice for me!” “Yes, I
was there” she replied to Kaitlin’s puzzled expression, and I must say…you
finally did me proud.” “All I can say
is, I hope you had enough sleep, because now it is my turn to use my faithful
pet as I see fit” she stated while showing her devious grin that Kaitlin loved so
much. It was going to be a long night….but Kaitlin couldn’t wait…..