So Lori hung out. Her tits pounded against the painful clamps. Several times, she felt flies buzzing around her pussy but she was powerless to swat at them.
In the house and on the lawn, preparations for the evening's party were underway. The maid paid very little attention to Lori as she set up tables and chairs, arranged flowers, and filled coolers with ice, soft drinks and beer.
Bruce returned to her as the sun began to set. She sneaked a glance at him as he strolled out to her. He wore black slacks, a black Oxford, black boots. His long golden hair curled over his shoulders, giving him the appearance of a dark angel.
He sauntered up to her and jerked the clamp off of her left nipple, then her right one, relishing the little whimpers that escaped her trembling lips. She closed her eyes and tried not to cry, though tears streamed down her pitiful face.
"You are lovely, slut. My guests will be very excited!" He purred. "I want you to know that I am well pleased thus far. But I have some expectations for this evening. I've made a lot of phone calls, but I only had about a dozen guests able to join us this evening. I expect you to perform for them as if you are performing for me...because you are. Everything you do, either to me or my guests, is for my benefit. Understood?"
"Yes, Master."
"Are you still up to this, Lori?" He asked.
"Yes, Master. I have enjoyed pleasing you." she confessed, touched that he was still concerned for her happiness.
"Good! Now," he began as he free her wrists and ankles, "I want you to go inside to the bathroom, clean yourself up. Report back here in fifteen minutes. And do not pleasure yourself, Slut." He slapped at her ass as she walked away.
Once in the house, she had to ask the maid for directions. "Bathroom?" asked the maid gruffly, "Up the stairs, second door on the left." and before Lori could walk away, the maid reached out and pinched Lori's sore tits.
In the bathroom, Lori examined herself in the mirror. She had fading stripes crisscrossing her body, though they were particularly obvious across her tits. Her nipples were beet red and the clamps had made little blood blisters under her skin. Her cunt throbbed as she ran her hand over the sore, puckered nipples.
She washed quickly, careful not to give in to the temptation to pinch and rub her clit, then she made her way back to Bruce. She walked onto the lawn to discover that the first guests had arrived.
"On your knees, Slut!" Bruce commanded, angry with her.
"Yes, Master. Please forgive me." she whimpered.
"Stanley, forgive her, this is her first day." Bruce said to his guest, then introduced them. "Slut, this is Master Stanley. Stanley, this is my new cumslut slave."
"Very pretty, Bruce. Big tits!" He said.
"Slave!" Bruce growled, "Greet my guest!"
She was unable to move for a moment, then remembered her manners and crawled forward to kiss the bugle in Master Stanely's jeans.
With that formality over with, Bruce took her aside and jerked her hair, forcing her to look up into his angelic face. "You always greet my gentlemen guests by kissing their cock, ladies by kissing their puss. Is that clear, Slave?"
She nodded, tears rolling off of her cheeks.
So all the guests were greeted in this way. She counted as she kissed sexual organs, there were fourteen guests in all, ten men and four women. She had never had any sort of relationship with a woman before, but she sensed that this would change soon.
Beside her, Master Bruce chimed his spoon against a crystal glass to get his guests' attention. "Friends, welcome this evening to my backyard for the coming out party of my new slave, Lori. This evening she will be at your disposal, willing to do your bidding on demand. After we have dinner, please feel free to use her. For now, though, she needs her punishment for not being a good hostess."
Lori's breath caught in her throat. Surely Master Bruce wouldn't punish her now! In front of everyone! But why not, she answered herself. She had shamed him in front of every one.
The frame was moved over so that it was in plain view of all present as they grazed the generous buffet. Bruce strapped her up again, her wrists over her head, her feet, still in the impossible black heels, barely touching the ground. He reapplied the nipple clamps and she noticed the chain between them. It met in the middle, then a long piece dangled down to just above her pussy. Master Bruce placed the spacer between her legs again, and her feet no longer reached the ground. Then over her clit, he installed another clamp. She let out a small, gasping scream as it bit into the bundle of nerves. He then pulled the little chain that was tickling her until he was able to link it to the clamp on her clit.
She was barely able to stand the pain, yet she could once again feel herself getting wetter, her pussy muscles surging as though they were receiving electric shock.
He then stood behind her and she heard the crop slicing through the air seconds before it made contact with her ass cheek. She tried to squirm away but was helpless to do so. She was incredibly ashamed, embarrassed, and turned on. She could hear the guests commenting on her tits, her wet pussy, how well she took her punishment.
After fifteen lashes, Bruce gently rubbed her sore ass. "Do not disappoint me again. I was gentle because of my guests, but rest assured, your punishment will continue later." He slapped her sore ass for good measure, then said, "Now stay here and look beautiful for my guests." He kissed her cheek, licking at her salty tears before he walked away.
His guests ate and seemed to pay very little attention to her. There was music playing from the stereo, and every one seemed to be drinking. Meanwhile, Lori's ass burned. Her wrists ached, and her clamped nipples and clit seemed to scream for mercy. She had tried to position herself so that the clamps didn't pull her clit upwards so painfully, but that made her nipples explode with pain. So she tried to wriggle herself around to relieve the pain in her abused tits, but that made the clamp bite even harder on her clit. All the while, her cunt seemed to drip from her stimulation, and she imagined a little puddle forming in the grass under her.
When dinner was over, she became the center of attention again. Bruce stepped over to her, "Your time to shine, Slut. Make me proud. He untied her wrists and she fell to the ground, as her ankles were still bound by the spreader. Her tits bounced painfully, but her clit was relieved that it's present pain had ended.
Bruce helped her stand up, and she felt herself lower her head and poke her tits out, showing them off for him. "Very good, slut" He murmured.
He tenderly removed the nipple clamps, gently rubbing her bruised tits, then he removed the tight little clamp from her clit, which throbbed now that it was freed. He freed her ankles from the spreader, but she remained in that position. His guests purred their approval.
He led her to the table where the guests had just enjoyed dinner, then he spoke, "Ladies and gentlemen, have your way with my slut."
Nervous giggles at first, then Stanley stepped forward. He grabbed one of her tits and twisted her nipple painfully. Lori found that she did not like his touch at all. He jerked her body so that she now faced the table. He shoved her head down and she fell forward over the table. She heard his pants being unzipped, then she felt the head of his cock, teasing her asshole. "Ever had a cock up your ass, Slut?" He asked loud enough to be heard by every one.
"No, Sir." she said softly.
"They didn't hear you, slut! Speak up!" He shouted, drunk.
"N...No, Sir." she said more loudly.
"Gooood," he slurred into the back of her neck, "then it will be nice and tight for me. Hey! Maybe it'll even bleed some!" and with that, he shoved his cock all the way into her ass, making her try to stand.
"Oh no you don't, slut!" Stanley said, and two men stepped up to the table, holding Lori's hands down as he took her. There was no love or romance to his fucking of her. It wasn't gentle or loving in any way. He thrust his cock into her ass as though she was just a hole in a wall. When he came, he grabbed her hair, pulling her head back painfully. When he pulled out, she could feel his cum dripping from her ass.
She couldn't recall the name of the next man who took her ass, but he was equally brutal and impersonal. These men treated her as though she were nothing more than a fuck hole.
After the third man had her ass, she was made to stand, then she was shoved onto the cock of a man lying on the ground. Her hands were boud behind her back, and she was pushed unto the chest of the man whose cock she straddled. Then another man forced his cock into her sore, tired ass.
"Now ride him," came the voice of Master Bruce, "but if you cum, there will be hell to pay."
She didn't have to put forth much effort, as the man in her ass set a rhythm for her hips. Her biggest struggle was to not cum. The feeling of a cock buried deep in her ass while she was impaled by the cock beneath her was so intense that she wanted to scream and give herself over to the orgasm that was brewing within her. She felt the cock in her ass throbbing with an orgasm first, then seconds later the one inside her pussy erupted. Lori gasped for her breath. She was so close to exploding, her pussy was contracting around the cock beneath her, her clit mow felt like a cantaloupe between her shivering legs. She forced herself to not cum, willed herself to think about something, anything but this. The cock slid out of her ass and as she sat up, letting the man beneath her free. He pinched one of her pounding nipples as he left her, saying, "Nice ride, slut."
"Suck it." a man commanded.
Lori looked straight ahead and into the hard eye of a dick. "Yes, Sir." she replied, her voice rasping.
She sucked the cock into her mouth, letting the man ram it into the back of her throat. She sucked him, now enjoying the feeling of it's head on her tonsils. She gagged several times, and each time, the man in her mouth groaned with pleasure, feeling the muscles of her throat constrict against his hard cock. She felt hands on her tits, pinching her nipples hard, pulling them painfully and the biting, but she couldn't look to see who it might be. The cock was removed from her mouth, and the man stroked his cock until he came in her face, the hot liquid streaking down her cheeks, dripping from her chin and onto her nipples.
She was next led to the table, where she was made to lie on her back. Her hands were tied to the legs of the table so that they were over her head, forcing her tits to ride high n her chest. Her ankles were then tied to the legs of the table at the other end. a pillow placed under her ass to raise it off the table. She knew her pussy was exposed, and she knew she was positioned on the table so that a man could stand in front of her and fuck her as he stood.
She felt a sting on her clit and realized that it was the crop. Again it stung her tender clit, and she squirmed under it's kiss. After ten more lashes, she felt a cock inside her. Some one climbed onto the table and smashed her tits together, cupping them roughly around a cock. The man came quickly over her tits, then climbed off. She could feel cum now being squirted all over her body, in her face, her hair, she opened her mouth, hoping to catch some there. Her tits seemed to be soaked with it, and her pussy was dripping as two men shot their cum over her cunt and onto her clit.
Then came Master Bruce's voice. "She needs to be cleaned up." laughter from the men present. "Ladies? It's your turn."
She felt hands on her, soft hands, delicately rubbing over her tits and her belly at first, then she felt a what had to be a tongue on her pussy. The other women, four of them, began to lick at Lori, slurping the cum off of her naked wet body.
The tongue on her cunt was darting playfully over her pounding clit, licking there, then sucking, then nibbling daintily at it. Master Bruce whispered in her ear, "Do not cum, slut, or the punishment will be horrible for you." he purred.
But she was helpless to stop it. Her body stiffened as the tongues and hands caressed, stroked, licked at her. Teeth bit into her tits, pinching painfully on her exhausted nipples. The tongue on her clit worked faster and more furiously, slurping up the cum of all these men mixed with her own delicate juices. She felt her cheeks burning and she was almost able to overcome the urge. Then the clit licker shoved a finger into her wet pussy and began to finger that secret spot on the front wall of her pussy. She felt herself spurting hot liquid as she came in the woman's face, her hips grinding in time with the undulating orgasm that ripped through her pussy and then her whole body.
Master Bruce slapped one of her tits hard. His displeasure was so enveloping that it seemed to hang in the air like a fog. The guests were thanking him as they began to leave. Lori cried, feeling ashamed at having cum and having disappointed Master Bruce.
When the last guest was gone, he merely sat. looking at her as she lay helplessly tied to the table. The maid had begun clearing away the mess. On one of her trips, she stopped and spoke to Master Bruce.
"She didn't do well?" asked the maid.
"She did fine up until the end." He said, his voice full of reproach. "She came without permission."
"Oh man!" said the maid. "What's her punishemnt going to be?"
"I haven't decided yet. I've got a good idea, but it'll have to wait till morning." he said, standing up. "Help me get her to her quarters, please."
Lori was untied and the maid, Emily, helped lead her up the stairs and into a room.
Master asked her, "Em, would you like a go at this one?"
Emily looked at the cum soaked girl before her. Lori's tits were now bruised,painful blisters surrounded her nipples. Her ass was a hot, sore mess after taking four men back there. Her cunt, though it had been licked very well, still dripped with that cum juice mixture. She trembled slightly in the light of the small room. Maybe another time. She's kind of a mess."
Master Bruce laughed, "Well, she is a cumslut, ya know!"
Emily and Bruce worked together and tied Lori to the bed, securing her wrists and ankles so that she would be forced to sleep spread eagle on the small bed.
I'll see you in the morning, cum pet." He said as he kissed her. He turned out the lights and Lori was asleep before the door closed.
