I can’t believe my time with John is coming to an end. Luke asked him to cut short my training. I feel guilty for wishing I could stay with Master John a little longer. I wanted so much for Luke to be proud of me, but now my head is all confused. It doesn’t help that I suspect Master John feels the same. This morning, he explained that I’d have to take my test tonight. He seemed quite nervous.
“It’ll be tough, Olivia, but I know you can do it.”
“I won’t disappoint you, Master,” I whispered before bowing down to kiss his feet, just the way he likes.
“Oh sweetheart, you could never disappoint me.”
The rest of the day was pleasant. Well, in my opinion. Master set me up with a toy similar to a riding saddle on which I had to rub myself. It was even better than my pillow-humping sessions. However, I still wasn’t allowed to cum. Master John likes to keep me frustrated. While I was enjoying myself, he whipped my back and buttocks.
“I want you to have fresh marks for our guests tonight.”
“Thank you, master,” I said with each stroke I received.
As the evening approaches, Master washes and prepares me, explaining how things will work.
“You’ll be completely naked, except for your bitch collar. There will be twelve guests, and you’ll be at their complete disposal. They may do whatever they like with you. You’ll have to get around on all fours unless instructed otherwise. By the end of the evening, everyone must have been sexually relieved by you, so make sure you apply yourself.”
As he says these words, my master plays with my nipples and slit to make them even more sensitive.
“I still remember the first time we met. You had received a good spanking in public and you were so slutty. I’ve been dying to possess you ever since.”
His words resonate deep inside me. His fingers on me make me want so much more.
“Master, I’d love for you to make me come,” I moan, knowing full well I shouldn’t.
“Olivia,” whispers John, pressing his thumb against my clit.
For a split second, I think he’s going to give in.
“You know it’s a very naughty thing to ask. A good submissive has no such need. We’ll have to start the evening with a punishment. I’ll inform our guests of your offense and they’ll decide on your punishment. I’m afraid they won’t be gentle with you.”
I don’t care about being punished. What pains me is disappointing John. He trained me so well. How could I succumb so easily to my impulses? I’m a bad girl who deserves to be punished.
My master attaches a leash to my collar and drags me to the dungeon. The guests are already gathered and there are some familiar faces, including Luke, Vivian, Robert, and Henri. The other 8 people, 2 women and 6 men, are strangers. They look between 30 and 40, are rather good-looking, and all have one thing in common: their eyes shine in a deliciously cruel way when they see me arrive.
“Your sex slave has arrived,” says Master John.
His remark is met with applause and whistling. He leads me to the center of the room, where he orders me to assume a highly servile position. With my back to the audience, my head against the floor, and my buttocks raised, I’m to display my genitals, spreading my buttocks with my hands so that my anus is fully visible.
“A little old, but in good shape, this little bitch loves to be humiliated,” starts John as if he were reading my bio on a dating site. “Constantly in heat, she loves to hump against objects. She also loves to be butt-fucked, spanked and is quite a cocksucker. She has an unconditional love of dicks to such an extent that it sometimes gets her into trouble. Less than 5 minutes ago, this slut was begging me to make her come. Ladies and gentlemen, I’m sure you understand that this behavior is unacceptable for a submissive of her rank. I’ll leave it to you to punish her.”
I can’t see my tormentors, but I can hear their pleasure. They deliberate for a few minutes before the verdict falls. They’ll shove a dildo up my ass and take turns whipping my pussy until I cum. I’ll be blindfolded and I’ll have to guess who will have delivered the fatal blow leading to my orgasm. If I guess incorrectly, the person will be allowed to punish me again in any way they choose. If I guess correctly, I’ll be allowed to cum again by humping his or her leg.
However, it is decided that I should get to know the guests before my punishment begins. So, I have to introduce myself to each person, offer them the services of my mouth, and wait for their response.
I kneel before the first person, who introduces himself as Master Derek.
“May I have the honor of giving your cock a blow job Master Derek?
“With pleasure, slut,” he replies, before shoving his huge cock into my mouth.
After a good 5 minutes of deep-throating, he pulls me by the hair before cumming all over me. He then asks me to clean his cock, but to leave the cum he squirted on me where it is. I obey and move on to the next person. Mistress Helen.
“May I please lick your pussy, Mistress Helen?”
“Absolutely not slut!” she replies before slapping my face.
“Thank you, Mistress Helen.”
I continue my rounds, sucking cocks, but I’m also met with painful refusals that involve slaps and kicks between my legs. Every time, I say thank you. Soon, there is only Mistress Vivian and Master Luke left. I see John stand aside. I won’t have the honor of taking him in my mouth tonight.
“May I lick your delicious pussy, Mistress Vivian?” I ask, anxiously.
“Of course you can,” she said, much to my surprise, spreading her legs.
Her musky scent is strong. She’s still turned on by my humiliation. It doesn’t take much licking for me to hear her come hard.
Only my master remains. I go before him with all I have.
“Master, may I have the honor of blowing your cock?”
“No,” he snaps, planting a violent kick between my thighs.
“Oh, thank you, master,” I say breathlessly.
After this cruel defeat, Vivian puts on a strap-on mounted with a huge dildo, which she orders me to lick.
“Do it right slut, you know where it’s going to go next.”
Laughter fills the room as I get into it. When they think I’ve enjoyed it enough, I’m taken back to the center, where a table has been set up. There, I’m strapped on my back with my legs spread wide and raised on each side of my head to offer an unobstructed view of my ass and pussy. With a single thrust, Vivian inserts the large cock into my ass. She moves it in and out a few times just to hear me moan. I’m then blindfolded so that my punishment can begin.
Master Luke explained to the participants that they would take turns, giving me three strokes with the instrument of their choice. The one who makes me come wins. I don’t have to wait long until the first strokes hit me. I recognize the instrument. A flogger administered with force, but little precision. Then comes the riding crop. It’s handled with dexterity and I’d swear it’s Luke who’s holding it. Next, I experience the cane for the first time. It’s extremely painful and I groan to everyone’s delight. Why do I feel that Vivian is administering these blows? Then I get three more strokes with a flogger. I’m on the verge of orgasm. I won’t last long like this.
I finally get my release after only two strokes of the next instrument; a paddle.
“Oh, look at how she’s getting off, we’ve barely had time to make her pussy red,” shouts Vivian.
“But the question is, will you recognize who made you come, bitch?” asks Luke.
I hesitate for a moment. I could be wrong, but this paddle reminds me of a spanking I once got with a ruler.
“It was Master Henri,” I say in a whisper.
I don’t know if I’m right, but I feel my blindfold being taken off. The first person I see beside me is Master John. He leans into my ear.
“Well done, you deserve a reward now.”
I can’t help smiling. I notice the guests still standing around me. In the eyes of some, I see respect. I also notice the disdain in Vivian’s gaze. She really would have rather I’d been wrong.
I don’t have time to worry about it much longer. Henry presents me with my reward: his leg, on which I can rub myself until I come. I comply happily, only too pleased to be allowed to climax again.
The rest of the evening runs quite smoothly. Each of the masters and mistresses uses me for their pleasure, testing my docility and obedience. I’m fucked repeatedly, often by several of them at the same time. I cum like crazy and make sure I do my best to please the guests.
Once everyone’s satisfied, we announce that I’ve passed the test. The guests leave one by one, soon leaving me alone with Luke, Vivian, and John.
“It’s a successful training,” announces Master John without emotion.
“It would seem so,” sighs Vivian.
I stand in the middle of the three, on all fours, docile and exhausted.
“Can you return her tomorrow?” asks Master Luke. “We’re having a little party at the house and we’d like her to be there. It’s at 1 pm. Of course, you’re invited, John.”
“We’ll be there.”
The men greet each other, and the couple walk away, leaving me alone once again with Master John.
“Come on,” he says.
Master takes me upstairs to his bathroom, where he bathes me carefully. Once I’m clean, he puts my collar and leash back on before leading me to his bedroom.
“You’ll sleep at the foot of the bed,” he announces, before planting a kiss on my head.
My body trembles with pleasure as I lay at his feet, where I’ll spend the most wonderful night of my life.
***
“Who owns your body?” asks John.
“My masters,” I say, lowering my eyes to the ground.
Satisfied with my answer, he opens the door and leads me outside, while the only thing I’m wearing is my leash and collar. It’s the middle of the afternoon. Everyone can see that I’m naked, but it doesn’t matter. I shouldn’t be embarrassed if my master wants to show me off.
John opens the car door for me and I get in. Thighs spread, hands flat on my thighs, I expose myself as I’ve been taught to do. John smiles as he sits down beside me, but says nothing.
I enjoy every second as we drive towards my old apartment. Every chance he gets, John wanders over to my nipples to pinch them, or to my clit to tickle it. I pant every time.
“Aren’t you ashamed of yourself for liking it so much,” he questions, his gaze lustful.
“No, Master. I’m not ashamed anymore.”
I see that my answer makes him proud and I puff out my chest. Whatever awaits me now, I’m ready.
When we arrive at our destination, John asks me to crawl out and lead me straight to the garden. There, outside, I discover that a barbecue has been organized with half the neighborhood and most of the firm’s lawyers. My arrival doesn’t go unnoticed. Many of the neighbors had been informed of my condition but are shocked to see it for real.
Excited by the situation, Vivian comes over to us and grabs my leash.
“Hello, John. Thanks again for training this horny bitch. Why don’t you go and have a beer with Luke? Meanwhile, I’ll make sure Olivia greets our guests properly.”
Vivian then takes me around the garden on my hands and knees. I’m shamelessly groped, and it gets me going. The worst part comes when we get to a particular group of women next door. The neighborhood gossip group, led by Nancy. She’s already seen me walk on a leash, but I think she’s getting a kick out of seeing me like this in front of all her girlfriends.
“Gosh, she must be so ashamed to be paraded like that,” chuckles one of the women.
“On the contrary, she loves it,” reassures Vivian.
And to prove her point, she forces me to show the woman my glistening sex.
“Oh, Olivia, I remembered how much you like cucumbers so I brought you one. I thought you could give us a live performance,” spits Nancy, handing me a thick one.
Determined to embrace my status, I happily accepted her offer.
“Oh, thank you, Nancy, you’re so good to me. I love shoving cucumbers up my ass. It turns me on so much I might come. Please tell me you’re giving me permission to come like this.”
Nancy giggles, clearly uncomfortable. She wasn’t expecting this.
“Well, I don’t know if I should,” she says, seeking Vivian’s approval.
“Oh, you don’t have to make a decision now, my dear Nancy. Let the whore jerk her ass with the cucumber and when she’s on edge make her beg your permission to cum. Then you can make your decision.”
“What a great idea, thank you, Vivian.”
With that, Nancy turns her attention back to me as she waits for my show to begin. Vivian pulls on my leash so that I’m in full view of everyone. I settle down to present my ass properly. With my right hand, I slide the fruit between my wet thighs to lubricate it a little before pushing it into my anus. Despite its size, it enters easily.
“Oh yes, that’s good,” I moan.
I do a bit more to show off, but the truth is I love being sodomized. I won’t last long before I have to beg Nancy. As I thrust in and out quickly and deeply, I wonder if John is watching. Just the thought of him seeing me right now makes me even more aroused. Soon, I can barely control myself. Tears well up in my eyes as I want to cum so badly.
“Nancy, I beg you; will you give me permission to come?” I ask as I fall at my neighbor’s feet.
“God, you’re so depraved.”
“Enjoy it, Nancy! What would you like to see this good Olivia do? There’s no limit to what she can do in order to come,” Vivian encourages her.
“Well, I don’t know…” said Nancy, thinking hard about the question.
“Would you like to ride her?” asks Vivian.
The question surprises me. I’m not sure I heard correctly, and I’m not the only one, as Nancy asks her to repeat.
“Earlier you told me you loved horseback riding. I admit it’s not a very nice horse, much more of a pony, but why not ride her around the garden? I’ve even got a riding crop so you can make her go faster. “
“And she will keep the cucumber?” asks Nancy, clearly excited by the idea.
“Of course, and you could even give her a little pleasure with the cucumber if she’s nice.”
That’s all it takes for my neighbor to agree. Soon she’s climbing on my back, gripping my hair with one hand and using the riding crop with the other.
“Come on, bitch,” she orders me, before giving me a good whack on the fanny.
Nancy’s not a very big woman, but having her on my back while I’m walking around on all fours, and with this damn cucumber stuck up my ass that keeps turning me on, getting around at a good speed isn’t easy. And the lady is impatient. She whips my ass like I’ve never been whipped before. She makes me stop in front of each group of guests. They take pleasure in humiliating me further by hand-feeding me like an animal. Depending on her mood, Nancy cracks the riding crop on sensitive parts of my body or runs the cucumber in and out of my ass to hear me moan.
I’m so turned on by her treatment, I’m afraid I’ll cum before I’m given permission. I know there’s no point in begging for mercy, so I try to control my urges and restrain my pleasure. Soon we arrive before the last group of guests, which consists of lawyers and neighbors’ husbands, including Nancy’s.
“Honey, look at my pony,” she teases.
The man, an average forty-something, scrutinizes me hungrily.
“What an interesting animal,” he says, making the other males laugh along with him.
“And look, with this up her ass, it’s even better than the video.”
Saying this, she grabs the fruit and slides into me with vigor.
“Oh,” I can’t help moaning.
“My husband loves your little video, Olivia. He dreams of trying anal sex, but it’s not my thing. So, I’ll have to send him to you for some relief.”
“I’d love to take my husband’s dick in my ass,” I say.
“I’m glad to hear it, but ponies like you don’t talk,” Nancy says just before her riding crop hits my slit.
I’d like to thank her, but I know it would only earn me another stroke so I let out a groan of gratitude.
“Well, it’s time to relieve this whore.”
Inside me, I breathe a sigh of relief. Nancy leads me to the center of the garden and gathers all the guests around me. Next, I’m asked to make myself come with the cucumber. I don’t need much. In less than 2 minutes, I’m screaming in ecstasy.
The party stretches into the early evening, but at a certain point, the guests lose interest in me. Once everyone has used me to their heart’s content and they’ve run out of ways to humiliate me, I’m left tied to a chair leg with no further concern for me.
When everyone leaves, I find myself once again in the hands of Luke and Vivian. But I’m surprised to see that John is still here.
“Olivia, come and sit at the table with us,” Luke asks me.
I’m confused. I can’t remember the last time I was asked such a thing. I obey, joining the masters and mistress around the table. The two men look serious and Vivian seems upset with her arms…
