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 Coerced

   By Ted E.  Bear

   Chapter 9 - Monday

   (M+F, FF, nc, oral, exhib, beast)

  
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** Note to readers: The original author, Kathy B.  wrote the original 8
chapters, then stopped.  She allowed for anyone interested in picking it up
to do so.  I have elected to continue this fine story.  While I will
attempt to continue in the same style as Kathy B., but since I am not, I
most likely will add my own style to this fine story.

  
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** WARNING:

   This story is fiction, and should be treated as such.  The following
story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of
explicit sex.  If you are not an adult, or reading sex stories upset you,
DO NOT read any further.  If it is illegal in your location, DO NOT read
it.

   This is a copyrighted work.  Copyright 2001 by Ted E.  Bear & Kathy B.
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DISCLAIMER:

   All characters are fictitious.  Any resemblance to anyone either alive
or dead is purely coincidental.

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   To bring you up to date: Charlene did her friend Sheila a favor and
stayed at her house, with her 2 teenaged college girls, one weekend.  The
girls drugged Charlene, and in her drugged state, they convinced her that
she had agreed to be the "maid" for a party that the girls were having. 
They got her completely naked and then had her put on a parody of a
"maid's" uniform, that looked more like it was designed for a woman to wear
to bed to have fun with her husband, than to be seen in public in.  It left
Charlene's big breasts exposed down to just above her areolas and her skirt
so short that if she bent over or sat down, she'd expose her naked pussy.
Between the low neck line and the looseness of the dress, she was
constantly having her breasts pop out, and having to put them back in. 
After the party started, she was sent to buy beer with three of the boys,
who took advantage of her drugged out condition, including taking pictures
of her having sex with all three of them.  The next day the three boys
returned to the house, to find that Charlene had been drugged again, and so
took advantage of her again, this time the three taking her in the ass.

   Months go by and her friend, the girls' mother comes over to her house
and accuses her of her improprieties that weekend.  Her husband is about to
throw the lady out of his house, when she shows him the pictures of his
wife, in the uniform, having sex with the three boys.  She agrees not to
call the police and have her arrested for having sex with all of these
young boys, IF she'll act as her maid for the next 2 years.  For the past 3
days, she has been the maid for her former friend.  Her friend has forced
her to do all sorts of humiliating things, some sexual and some not.

   Chapter 8 ended:

   After lunch, I donned my bikini and covered every exposed square of skin
with tanning lotion.  Trust me, there was a lot to cover.  Lisa sunbathed
on a chaise as I tottered around on my heels, attracting stares from
neighbors and motorists alike.  I pretended to be oblivious but I knew I
must have presented a strange picture, my ass rolling and my breasts
heaving as I pushed the mower back and forth.  From behind I looked like I
was bottomless and the material in front kept working its way into my
pussy, rubbing my clit and making me hornier and hornier.  I couldn't wait
to get home to Mark.

   Several times Lisa had me stop and rub fresh lotion onto her body.  She
had me pay special attention to her breasts and bottom and I found myself
sliding a finger into her pussy without her telling me to.  When she pushed
gently on my head I dipped it into her crotch, licking her to an orgasm as
she tanned.

   Sheila came home as I was putting the mower away.  She was pleased with
the way I'd spent my day.

   "Nice job on the lawn, Charlene.  You can go home now."

   "Thank you, Mrs.  Winters." I started toward the house.

   "Just a minute.  Where are you going?"

   I looked at her, confused.  "I was going to go and change before I
called Mark to come get me."

   "I didn't give you permission to use my phone and you don't need to
change.  You're going to need that outfit tomorrow anyway.  Start walking."

   "B-but I can't walk home like this," I protested.

   "Then stay here.  I really don't care." Sheila turned on her heel and
entered the house.  I sighed and started for home. 
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   Chapter 9 - Monday

   "The last time I had made this walk, it was in flat shoes, and that took
me half an hour, in heels it will probably take closer to forty-five
minutes." I thought to myself as I began walking home, in the obscenely
small bikini that my former friend, Sheila, had forced me to wear.

   I hadn't even gotten out of the neighborhood yet, when some kids drove
by and slowed down so that they were moving along no faster than I was. 
One of them leaned out the window and asked, "How much for a fuck, momma?"

   I was already angry, first at having to dress like this in the first
place, and even worse, to have to walk home dressed like this.  "Sheila had
to know that I'd be harassed, walking around like this, and that's exactly
what she wants.  I wouldn't even be surprised if she put these boys up to
this, or that little bitch of a daughter of her's, Lisa."

   "Sorry boys, I don't do that sort of thing." I told them, not even
looking their way, for fear of breaking down and crying and I didn't want
them to see me crying.

   They didn't leave however, continuing to slowly drive along beside me as
I walked, while they watched my massive virtually naked tits bobbing,
jiggling and swaying, as my equally naked hips moved like I was trying to
get them to pick me up.  I was totally humiliated at having to be dressed
like this, for my long walk home.

   The bikini was so small that the top did little more than cover my large
areolas, and, due to the bouncing of my enormous breasts, my nipples were
fully erect, tenting the small piece of material dramatically.  The bottoms
were even worse, being a thong style bikini, and a size or two too small to
begin with, the thin strap in back was lodged deep between the cheeks of my
ass, making it appear to anyone seeing her from the back, that I was not
even wearing a bottom piece.  In the front, it was a little better, but not
much, the small triangular piece of material started just above my slit,
and quickly disappeared between my legs.  Since Sheila had removed the
lining to it, my pussy lips were well outlined through the material, which
had also been sucked into my wet, sweaty pussy slit, as I mowed the lawn
earlier in the day and was being pulled even deeper as I was walking home.

   "Hey momma, that's a pretty big pair of tits you got there!" one of the
boys called out, but I just ignored them.

   Another called out, "Hey momma, are you even wearing any bottoms?" While
another yelled out, "Sure bro, can't you see that little piece of material
between her legs, glued to those big pussy lips of hers."

   Just then the driver saw a police car coming up behind them slowly, with
it's lights on, and said, "Hey guys!  It's the cops!  Let's get out of
here!" and drove off faster, but not too fast.

   The police car, with it's lights on pulled up next to me.  As the
policeman got out of his car he said, "Uh lady, do you live around here?"
as he looked me over, not believing a woman of my age, and worse, my body
style, would even dress like this.

   I turned and looked to see who had said that, as I still hadn't been
watching the cars as they passed me, due to my embarrassment over being
dressed like this.  Seeing that it was a policeman, I replied, "Uh, no
officer, but I do work for Mrs.  Winters a block away."

   "Mrs.  Winters, you say." he repeated as he wrote it down in his
notebook.

   "Yes.  Sheila Winters." I replied.

   "You know, that kind of swim suit is better worn in your own back yard,
not for walking around in public like this, or even going to the beach. 
You can do whatever you want to do.  I'm just giving you some good,
friendly advice." he said.  "Those boys wouldn't have been hassling you if
you dressed decently." Then he got back into his car, turned off his lights
and drove away.

   During the rest of my walk home, people honked their horns at me,
shouted obscenities at me, whistled at me, and shot filthy signs at me,
humiliating and embarrassing me to no end.  As I walked home, I began to
wonder whether going to jail might not be preferable.  By the end of the
two years, everyone would think of me as a whore and a slut anyway, if
Sheila had anything to do with it.  What was worse, being considered a
whore and a slut, or not seeing my children while I was in prison and then
having a record as a sex offender?  I couldn't decide which was really
worse, neither looked very appetizing, but at least in jail I wouldn't be
constantly humiliated and forced to have sex with all sorts of people.

   Since I didn't have my purse with me, hence my keys, I rang the door
bell, knowing that Mark should be home by now.  I waited, and when no one
came to the door, I rang the bell again.  Still no one came to the door, so
I walked around to the garage window and looked in.  Mark's car wasn't
there, and I began to cry.

   I knew that he wasn't happy with me over this situation, but he
certainly knew that I'd be home tonight, and had said that he felt that our
children still needed to have a mother.  I went into the backyard, sat down
on a lawn chair and cried and cried and cried.  Their not being home was
worse than everything Sheila had done to me combined.

   "Maybe he changed his mind and doesn't want the kids to ever see me
again." I thought to myself miserably.

   As I sat there crying, I saw John, the neighbor's son from behind us,
starring at my nearly naked body, and then he said, "Gee Mrs.  Hopkins's, I
had no idea how sexy you were!" Fortunately for me, he then went back into
his house and no one else saw me while I sat there crying and waiting for
Mark to come home, in the back yard.

   He and the kids got home about an hour later.  I knocked on the back
door when I saw the lights come on.  Mark opened the door, with a look like
he'd like to kill me, for dressing the way that I was dressed.

   "Don't say a word.  Go into the bedroom, change into something decent,
and come back out here and spend some time with your children." he
whispered sternly.

   "But..." I started to say.

   "Not a word!  Put a smile on your sorry face and don't let the kids even
see you.  We'll talk later." he again whispered firmly.

   I knew that in a way, he was right.  The kids shouldn't see their mother
like this and we shouldn't be arguing in front of them.  I'd just have to
grin and bear it until later, when he'd let me talk to him.  As I had
agreed with Sheila, in order to get my punishment drastically reduced, I
put on a skirt that came to just above my knees, a loose cotton blouse,
that would at least conceal the fact that I was braless, and a pair of high
heeled shoes.

   When I came out of our bedroom, dressed appropriately enough to be seen
by my children, Mark said, "Look Charlene, I just can't stand being here
with you right now.  I'll go stay with my parents this weekend, while you
are here with the kids.  I know you want to talk, but it's just too soon
for me." and he left.

   I was shocked, that this man whom I loved, and had been married to for
almost twenty years, would treat me like this.  Although, he didn't really
know what happened, heck I don't really know what happened that weekend,
but he did see those incriminating pictures.  They had even made me so sick
that I had to run to the bathroom and vomit, when I saw them, so I guess I
shouldn't be to harsh on him.

   Other than getting up really early Saturday morning to mow the lawn in
my skimpy bikini, the weekend with my children was just what I needed.  I
almost felt like I was back to normal, come Monday morning.  By getting up
at 6:00 Saturday morning to mow the yard, and finishing by 7:30, I was
lucky enough to avoid the embarrassment of being seen by my neighbors.  At
least I think I was.

   We did what we always did on the weekends.  On Saturday after breakfast,
I took them to the park to play on the swings, slides, and jungle gyms. 
Then we went to Burger King for lunch and in the afternoon we went to the
movies.  On Sunday morning, I made them a nice breakfast, and then we went
to church.  Sunday afternoon, while I cleaned the house and did the
laundry, the kids played with other kids in the neighborhood.  Sunday
evening, I made them a really nice dinner and then we read books together.

   It was such a good feeling, that I put out of my mind, that I even had
to go back to Sheila's on Monday.  No one was feeling me up.  No one was
forcing me to suck them off or have sex with them.  The only reminder that
I was not totally free, was the lack of underwear and the high heels.

   Monday morning, Mark was back at 7:00, to take the kids to school.  I
asked, "Mark, could you please take me over to Sheila's?"

   He looked at me, in that bikini again, and said, "I think you better get
going.  I don't want the kids to even see you dressed like that.  Like a
real slut!"

   I began to cry as I started walking back to Sheila's house.  Just like
on my walk home, a lot of cars honked at me, people shouted obscenities out
their windows at me and shot me a lot of filthy signs.  All of which I
tried to ignore, but it was humiliating and embarrassing to be dressed as I
was and having people doing these mean things to me.

   I even passed two older women, out for their morning walk, who called me
a slut and a whore, right to my face, making me blush deeply from the
humiliation.  Even after such a nice weekend with my kids, I was an
emotional wreck by the time that I arrived at Sheila's house, at 8:00.

   "Where have you been?" Sheila hollered at me.

   "Well you didn't give me a time to be back here." I sniffled.

   SMACK!  Sounded the crack of Sheila's hand smashing into her face.

   "I don't want to hear you crying, number one, and number two, you know
that you are supposed have our breakfast made every morning that you are
here.  So I don't care what time you get here, as long as our breakfast is
on the table at 7:30 and you are ready for the day.  Is that understood!"
she spat out at me.

   "Yes, Mrs.  Winters." I replied, in a subservient tone.

   "After cleaning up from breakfast, I want you to jog back out to the
water plant, since I'm sure that you didn't exercise this weekend, other
than mowing your lawn.  While you are out on your run, see if your panties
are still there and let me know when you get back.  Oh, and since your such
a good little cock sucker, don't forget to suck someone off while your out
on your jog.  I'll have Lisa check your breath when you get back.  Then you
need to get the house ready for company tonight, Greg is having his boss
over for dinner.  I've taken out the ingredients and here's the list of
what you are to prepare for dinner.  You'll need to go over to the liquor
store and pick up some more wine.  This time, don't forget to make a date
with the clerk.  During the day, I want you to wear the black corset and
the light blue skirt, but before we all get here tonight, change back into
your maid's uniform.  I think that is all for now.  I've got to go, but if
I've forgotten anything, I'll give you a call." she advised her and left.

   Dreading the run, I got out of the bikini, and into my jogging clothes,
the skimpy white shorts, the sports bra and my socks and tennis shoes. 
After stretching in front of the house, I was off on my morning jog.  This
time it was different, the last time that I went jogging, it was early in
the evening, and cooler.  It was much hotter this time and I was soon
covered in perspiration, soaking the crotch of my shorts, as they rubbed
irritatingly through my slit, and my bra was totally drenched, allowing my
areolas and nipples to be easily seen through the semi-transparent, now
transparent material.

   As bad as that first jog had been, due to the heat, this time was even
worse.  I was huffing and puffing as the sweat just rolled off of my body.
I got to the place where I had left Sheila's panties, and to my utter
horror, they were gone.  I kept going and when I got near the guardhouse of
the water plant, I decided that the guard, would be a good choice again, as
the booth was air conditioned, hence it would help cool me off, and maybe I
could even get some water.

   There was a different guard in the guardhouse as I reached the gate, he
was much younger than the one the other night.  Not only was he younger, he
was quite handsome.  "At least it won't be so bad doing it with such a
handsome man." I thought to myself as I kept getting closer to the guard
house.

   I slowed to catch my breath again and saw him staring at my heaving
chest, and I knew that he could see my large, erect nipples, right through
my bra.  I smiled at him and said, "Hi."

   "Hello." he said in an almost obscene way as he continued starring right
at my exposed nipples.

   "Um, mind if I come in and sit down for a minute?" I asked.

   "Sure." he smiled.  "Come on in!"

   I slipped into the cramped kiosk, letting my boobs rub against his chest
as I slid by again.  I waited for him to sit down then slid onto his knee.

   He slid his hand under my panties and cupped my bare cunt.  He grinned
at me with a knowing look, as he easily slipped two fingers into my pussy
and started fingering me rapidly.

   I forced myself to grin as he used me and said.  "Thanks." as I sank to
my knees and reached for his zipper.

   Unlike the evening guard, his cock was huge.  I barely was able to slip
it into my mouth and started working it with my tongue, trying to coax his
load as quickly as possible.  When I sank my lips to the root, I almost
gagged, his cock was so large.

   Although he had a big cock, I didn't have to take as much of a load as
the evening guard had pumped into my sucking mouth and I had to work longer
to make him shoot off.  He gripped my head and jammed my face down into his
sweaty crotch as he arched up from his seat.  Pressing himself deep into my
mouth, he pumped long hot jets of sperm into my throat.  It actually tasted
pretty good, and I eagerly swallowed every drop.

   "Um, I'm so thirsty from my run, could I have some water please?" I
asked.

   "Sure baby!  Anything for a woman like you." he said, and pulled a cold
bottle of water from a little ice chest that he had in the booth.

   As I drank the cold water, he slipped his hand into my bra, and
proceeded to fondle my breasts and mainly squeeze and pinch my nipples. 
When I finished, I said, "Thanks for the water!  I've got to go.  Got a lot
to do today."

   "Hey honey, we're just getting started!" he said, grabbing my arm,
roughly.

   I looked him in the eye and said, "Not today, maybe tomorrow.  I've got
to much to do today.  I've already taken too much time."

   "Alright.  But I'm going to hold you to that!" he replied.

   The run home was even worse than the run to the plant, as it was hotter
now.  By the time I got to Sheila's house, I thought I'd collapse.  I
entered through the side door of the garage, like a good servant, and Lisa
was waiting for me in the kitchen.

   "What took you so long?" she asked in an exasperated tone.

   "It's a long ways out and back.  It's hotter than hot out there and
remember, I had to give someone a blow job, too." I explained.

   "Oh that's right.  I have to check your breath to make sure you gave
someone some head." she said, with a dirty little smirk on her face.  I
wanted to slap her so hard, just to knock that superior look off of her
face.

   "Yep, there's no question, there's been sperm in here." she said with a
nasty chuckle.

   "I have a lot to do today for your mother's party, and I'm supposed to
call her now.  So if you don't mind..." I said and walked over to the
phone.

   "Mrs.  Winters please."

   "Um, Mrs.  Winters.  They are gone.  Someone has picked them up." I
informed her as I blushed, knowing what that could mean.

   "Now, don't forget the wine, and while you're there, don't fuck up this
time.  Make the date with the clerk, and don't make it too early in the
evening, you have a job, you know." she said haughtily.

   I quickly jumped in the shower as I was covered in sweat and even I
could smell myself I reeked so badly.  After drying myself off, I got into
my new uniform, the corset, skirt, hose and high heels.  The worse part of
the new outfit was the corset, due to it only having half cups, hence my
breasts all the way down to my nipples would now be on permanent display,
and whenever I bent over, they would fall out and just hang there.  I
couldn't imagine a more humiliating way to be dressed.  Naked would almost
be preferable.

   After applying my make-up, and tending to my hair, I quickly set about
getting the house in order for the company tonight.  This was really going
to be tough, as I had already lost two hours with the jogging and getting
cleaned up afterwards.  Then I had to run over to the liquor store and
prepare the dinner to boot, all by 6:00.  Well the dinner wasn't to be
served until 7:00, but it had to be up and everything else ready and
presentable.

   I didn't give the bedrooms quite the thorough cleaning that I normally
did, as I didn't have the time, and only prayed that it would be acceptable
to Sheila.  I then went to the kitchen, to see what I had to prepare for
this evening.  I read the list over in total shock.  If I started right
now, with everything that she wanted me to prepare, I might be ready in
time, without cleaning anything else and without going to the liquor store,
and I began to cry.  I knew that she had done this on purpose, as an excuse
to further humiliate me and so that she could punish me.

   Since it didn't matter what I did, I decided to do the best that I
could. I quickly straightened and wiped down the bathrooms, taking all of
the dirty towels to the laundry shut and putting out new ones.  But then
while I was vacuuming, the door bell rang.

   "Damn!  Who could that be now!" I thought to myself nervously as I went
to see who was at the door, not wanting anyone to see me dressed like this.

   I looked through the peep hole first and cursed under my breath.  It was
Dave and Jack.  Lisa must have told them how busy I was and was further
sabotaging my efforts.

   I opened the door and said, with a smile on my face as I had been
instructed to do, "Hi!  Are you here to see Lisa?"

   "Hey Charlene, nice new uniform.  So much the better to see those
wonderfully huge tits of your's." Jack said.

   "No Charlene, we're here to see you.  Remember Mrs.  Winters'
instructions, you're to service us whenever we get horny, and are we ever
horny since you weren't available all weekend." Dave said, with that shit
eating grin on his face that I was now getting used to seeing on him,
whenever he came over to use me.

   "Oh boys please, not today.  Mrs.  Winters has me really busy and I'm
already behind schedule.  Could I make it up to you two tomorrow.  Please."
I begged.

   "Well I don't know." Dave said.

   "We're really horny today Charlene." Jack piped up.

   "Oh god!  I won't finish on time as it is.  Please, not today." I
begged, with a little bit of whine in my voice.

   The two looked at each other and said, "O.K.  Charlene, we'll settle for
just quick blow jobs today, but you'll really have to do something special
for us tomorrow."

   I breathed a sigh of relief.  A couple of quick blow jobs was going to
eat into my time a lot less than whatever else they had in mind.  I quickly
got down on my knees, unzipped their pants and took their cocks out.  While
sucking on Dave's cock, I wrapped a hand around Jack's big dick and began
jerking him off to get him hard.  I switched back and forth between the two
boys, sucking their dicks and jacking them off until both came, with big
loads, in my mouth and I swallowed most of what they gave me, and used my
fingers to catch what escaped through the corners of my mouth and licked
that off of my fingers.

   The most embarrassing part of this particular blow job, was not the fact
that I was doing it, but that because I knew that I had to get over with as
quickly as possible, that I was rapidly deep throating the two of them. 
They must have really thought that I was really beginning to enjoy sucking
them off, as I appeared to be doing it so enthusiastically.  I had even
pulled tricks out of head, that I'd never used on them before.

   The boys then went back to Lisa's room while I went back to work.  I was
now in a real panic.  I didn't have the extra twenty minutes that they had
wasted and knew that I would be punished for sure.

   After vacuuming, I began preparing dinner.  I started with the soup, as
it would need to cook a long time on a low fire.  Then I made the
complicated salad, that Sheila was insisting that I make.  Next I had to
bake, from scratch the desert.  After which, I figured I better get over to
the liquor store.  At least I'd be able to put something, although equally
revealing, on when I went to the liquor store.

   Sheila had matched things up when we went shopping last Friday.  With
this skirt and corset, I could wear one of three blouses.  All were low
cut, to expose most of my big cleavage and worse, they were all see
through. I decided with the black corset and light blue skirt, I had better
wear the dark blue top.  After putting it on, I looked in the mirror, and
to my shock, my huge areolas were clearly visible right through the
material.  "Well, it's better than having them totally naked!" I though to
myself as I left for the store.

   The walk was no different than last week.  My breasts bounce, swayed and
jiggled and, due to the heat, I perspired profusely, soaking my blouse and
making it even more transparent.  I looked around as I entered the store,
and there was my clerk, but today, the store was busy, so I moved to the
emptiest spot of the store, waiting for it to quiet down, so I could get
his attention.  Of course the big difference this time, was that I had no
panties on under the very short skirt.

   Finally, there were just a few people browsing through the store and I
went over to the wine section.  As I had on Friday, I bent over to look on
the bottom shelf.  He wasn't looking at that moment but once he did look
over my way, I had his attention.  He came right over to ask if I needed
any help today.  Again he stood well behind me so that he could stare at my
shaved pussy.  Pretending I didn't know what he was looking at, I kept
looking along the shelf and talking over my shoulder.  It didn't take as
long today for him to put his hand on me, although this time it was right
on my pussy, with two of his fingers inside of me, as he slowly moved them
in and out of my hot hole, now that we were the only two people in the
store.

   I asked him, "Wouldn't you really prefer to do this at home in the
evening, where we would have all the time in the world to explore a lot
more than just a quick fuck?"

   He looked at me and said, "But I'm married."

   I didn't know what to say, I was so embarrassed.  Then it hit me and I
said, "How about an hour or so at a motel?"

   "I don't know.  My wife would certainly get suspicious." he said.

   "Well when I check out.  I'll give you my phone number, and you can call
me there anytime from early Monday morning until Friday at 5:00." I said.

   "Does that mean we can't have a quickie now?" he asked.

   I paused and thought it over for a moment.  I didn't really have the
time, but if I didn't, he might not call me, and that would make Sheila mad
at me.  "Sure, why not!" I said.

   We went back into the stockroom, in case anyone walked in.  I bent over
and he slipped his average sized dick into my already wet hole.  He didn't
last long and blasted a good load into my milking pussy.  As I got up to
select the wine and pay for it, I could already feel his cum, running down
my legs.  I picked up two bottles, paid for them, gave him my name and
phone number, and then headed back to Sheila's house, my legs now slick to
my knees.

   When got there, I immediately put the wine in the refrigerator so that
they would be chilled and began working on the entre.  I noticed that Lisa
had left, and thanked god that she wouldn't be around to slow me down or
otherwise harass me.

   Although not finished, at 5:30, I had to shower and change, so that I
would look presentable, as such, for her company.  A quick shower, without
shampooing my hair again, got out dried, put on the now clean maid's
uniform, stockings, and heels.  I quickly touched up my make-up and was
back in the kitchen by 6:00, working on the dinner.

   Shortly after I got back to the kitchen, Sheila came home.

   "What?  Dinner's not ready yet!" she shrieked.

   "No mam, but it will be by 7:00, when you said that you wanted to serve
it." I replied.

   "Well it damn well better be!  You're not going to embarrass me in front
of my company with lame excuses!" she retorted and then went to her
bathroom to freshen up.

   "CHARLENE!" I heard her yell, and ran to see what was the matter.  Her
bathroom had been trashed.  I knew, and I suspect that she knew, that Lisa
or her friends had done this.  But I also knew that I would get the blame.

   "What is the meaning of this?  What did you do, sit around all day and
masturbate?" she asked gruffly.

   "No mam.  I cleaned you bathroom and had everything straight.  I don't
know who came in after I did and did this." I replied weakly.

   "You've got a dinner to prepare, so we'll take care of this after our
company leaves.  You can better believe we'll handle this." she threatened.

   Greg and his boss, Roger Pike, showed up about 6:30 and Greg made them
drinks, while I worked feverishly in the kitchen.  My luck held out, I
barely finished right on time, but everything was ready.

   As I placed the salads, the first course on the table, Greg pulled up
the back of my skirt to show his boss what a slut that they had for a maid.

   "See, her pussy is shaved and she's not even wearing panties.  She's
always ready for a fuck at a moment's notice.  She lives for sex." he said
proudly.

   As I moved over to were Mr.  Pike was sitting, he reached under my
skirt, cupped my pussy and rubbed.

   "Damn you're right, she's wetter and hotter than a bitch in heat!" he
commented, and then slipped two fingers into my cunt, and proceeded to
finger me as I stood next to him.  I even spread me legs wider apart, to
give him easier access.

   While he fingered me, I was looking at Sheila, who had a big grin of
approval on her face.  Roger didn't stop either, until he brought me off,
as I squealed in delight, much to everyone's amusement.  Before I could
leave, Sheila stopped me.  She pulled down slightly on the bust of the
dress and breasts popped out.

   "Leave it like that." she instructed me.

   I was dying inside but put up a brave face, at least until I got into
the kitchen, when I broke down crying.  This was worse than giving the
anonymous man in the shopping center parking lot a blow job.  This was even
worse than letting the store clerk at the liquor store fuck me twice and
have to beg him to take me out on a date, even if the sole purpose was more
sex.  This was a prominent business man, one who might even know Mark.

   I pulled myself back together, got some paper napkins and wiped the
tears from my eyes.  I then got the soup ready to take out.  Knowing that I
wouldn't be able to hold all of the soups, if they decided on some sort of
repeat performance, I set two bowls down immediately next to Greg, as I
took the third bowl over to their guest first.  As I walked over to him, my
big tits bouncing, swaying and jiggling with each step that I took, he just
sat there, openly starring at them.

   As I set the bowl down on his plate, taking the empty salad bowl, he
reached up, cupping his hands under my huge tits, and hefted them, weighing
them to feel just how heavy they really were.  He then leaned over and
sucked my right nipple into his mouth, suckling on it for about a minute
and then repeated the process with my left nipple.  I was so embarrassed,
as my nipples got bigger and harder than they'd been in a long time.  It
felt so good having him sucking on my nipples, that I couldn't suppress
moaning as he sucked on them.  I hadn't even realized that with my free
hand, that I was holding his head to my breasts as he suckled them right in
front of the Winters.

   "That looks better." he said, as he admired how much longer and thicker
they were now and everyone chuckled at my humiliation.

   I placed his salad bowl next to the soup bowls, and swapped bowls with
Greg, before taking Sheila's bowl to her.

   "You know Roger.  I think your right.  They do look much better this
way. Charlene, lean over." she said.

   From her lap, she produced two little rubber bands, like a person
wearing braces would use.  She slid them over my throbbing nipples and slid
them right down to the very base, leaving the tight bands trapping my
nipples in their very erect state.  Not only was I going to have to keep
serving them with my breasts exposed, now I'd have to do so with my nipples
constantly and fully erect.

   Sheila saw the look of shame and horror on my face, as I headed back to
the kitchen.  A moment later, she came in and said, "Look Charlene, it's
not so bad.  Why don't I make you a cup of tea, to settle your nerves.  Go
sit down at the table, and I'll get you your tea."

   Little did I suspect, that the tea had been the culprit for my demise
all along, so I went and sat down, glad to get off of my feet with these
painful high heels on for a few minutes.  She put the tea in the cup,
poured the hot water in, and brought me the tea.

   "I'll come back in and let you know when we're ready for the main
course." she said, in an almost friendly tone of voice.

   I sat there drinking my tea, thinking over just how far I had fallen
from where I had been, before that weekend party of Lisa's and Tracy's. 
I'd been a good secretary at an insurance agency for 22 years.  I was a
faithful married woman and a good mother, who slept at home in her own bed
with her loving husband.  Now there was no question about my being
unfaithful.  Heck this very afternoon, I let a man, who was not my husband
fuck me.  'Fuck'!  I never used that word before!  And this morning, I
sucked three different men off, one a total stranger.  I now longer was a
secretary, I was now a lowly maid.  I only got to sleep in my own bed on
weekends, and this past weekend, not even with my husband, whom I didn't
know whether or not he even still loved me, as he left as soon as I got
there.  And a good mother?  I don't know, I was this weekend, but what
about the other five days of the week?

   My thoughts were interrupted when Sheila came back in to tell me to
clear the table first and then serve the dinner.  Both Greg and Roger
played with my naked ass as I took their empty soup bowls, but I was
otherwise left alone.  I brought the dinner platters out and set them on
the table.  Then I picked each serving dish and took it around the table,
allowing them each to take what they wanted, as they again, played with my
pantiless ass and pussy.

   When I was finished, Sheila suggested that I rest and have another cup
of tea.  I returned to the kitchen, and eagerly made myself another cup of
tea, then sat down at the table to relax and enjoy it.  It tasted so good,
that I made another cup, while waiting for them to finish their dinner.  I
was starting to get a little drowsy, when I heard Sheila call for me,
"Charlene!"

   I got up and went back into the dinning room.  I don't know why, but she
took one look at me and burst out laughing.  Then she said, "I'm sorry
Charlene.  Please clear the table, then bring out the desert and the
coffee."

   "Oh Mrs.  Winters." I said, "I'm sorry!  I forgot to start the coffee."

   Still chuckling to herself she said, "That's O.K.  Charlene.  Go back
into the kitchen now and turn it on.  Then come back out here and start
clearing the table.  By the time that you're finished with the dishes, the
coffee should be ready.  Oh, and no more tea tonight for you." and she
burst out laughing again.

   "What's so funny?" asked Greg, once Charlene was out of the room.

   "You remember that 'tea' that she got into the night of the girl's
party?" she replied.

   "Yeah and?" he asked.

   "Well she's had some more tonight.  She was feeling so bad about
herself, I decided to give her some more." Sheila replied.

   "OOOOHHH!" Greg responded.

   "O.K.  you two.  What's going on here?" Roger asked.

   "Well you remember the story I told you about how we got Charlene to be
our maid?" he said.

   "Yeah." Mr.  Pike responded.

   "Well, evidently, she still doesn't know it's the 'tea' that she's been
drank, that made her do all those wild things, and Sheila gave her some
more tonight to calm her down." he replied.

   "And, I've got an idea for some after dinner entertainment." Sheila
interjected.

   "I can't wait!" Roger said, just as Charlene returned from the kitchen.

   She began clearing the table as the Winters and their guest laughed and
joked.  "At least for the moment, it's not at my expense." she thought to
herself as she took an armload of dishes back to the kitchen.  I got Max's
bowl from the garage, and I guess that I didn't see him come into the
kitchen, when I came back in.  I scraped the scraps into Max's bowl, so
that I would have something to eat later, when I would be allowed to eat.
It took me twenty minutes to clear the table, put the food away, load those
dishes that I could into the dishwasher and I put the dirtiest of the
platters into the sink to soak.

   I then brought out the fabulous desert that I had spent a good deal of
the day baking and went back to the kitchen for the coffee.  I then
returned to the kitchen to start washing those dishes that couldn't go into
the dishwasher.  By the time I was through, they were through with desert
and I cleared the table for a final time, washing those dishes as well, and
I turned on the dishwasher.  Just as I did, and was hoping to finally get
to eat something before going to sleep, Sheila called me back into the
livingroom.

   "Yes Mrs.  Winters." I said.

   Then, to my surprise, Sheila said, "Charlene, although you're on a diet
to loose some weight put some extra meat in your bowl, as you did a
fabulous job on dinner tonight and made us proud of you.  You can even eat
in the kitchen tonight instead of in that cold garage."

   Although I blushed, at the thought of eating out of the dog's bowl and
even more so at that thought that someone else now knew it, I hurried back
into the kitchen, and added some extra meat, cutting it up first, as I had
to stick my face into the bowl and not use my hands.  I was starved, and
other than a few tastes while cooking, I hadn't had a thing since breakfast
this morning, at 6:00 at my own house.  I got down on the floor, my ass
towards the dinning room door, and began to eat.

   I was so blitzed and hungry, that as I was sticking my face into the
bowl, eating my dinner, I hadn't even noticed that Max was behind me,
between my unconsciously wide spread thighs, sniffing at my pussy.  I also
hadn't noticed just how wet I had become, after drinking the tea.  Although
I guess I was dimly aware of Max licking my pussy, to catch all the juices
flowing from it, at the time, I only realized that there was really good
feeling between my legs, but at the time, my hunger was driving me on to
eat and to ignore the sensations coming from between my legs.

   Evidently, the more he licked, the faster and more copious my flow
became, and the hornier he got.  At some point in time, he mounted me.  I
know I should have made him get off of me, but I was so hungry, and didn't
want to share my dinner with him, so I let him have his way with me.  He
plunged his big doggie dick into my hot, completely drenched pussy with his
first stab.  I howled in pleasure, from the sensation of having his long,
thick cock stretching my pussy out.  He immediately began humping his prick
into me, like a jack hammer and I moaned from the pleasurable feelings that
he was giving me.  I could feel my hips humping back onto his cock as I
continued eating.

   I never saw Sheila come in, but she must have, as I understand that upon
seeing me there on the floor, eating out of the dog dish, my thighs spread
far apart with Max humping away on me and me humping back at him, she
called the others into the kitchen to watch and then had Greg get both the
movie camera and the 35MM camera.  I'm sure that the three of them laughed
their heads off, watching me and their dog fucking, while I kneeled on the
floor eating my dinner.  The only reason that I even now know that this is
what was happening, was because I've been forced to watch the movie of me
getting fucked by Max and have also seen the prints of the pictures, though
my memory is quite dim of exactly what did occur.

   From what I saw of the movie, Max pounded away at me for at least
fifteen minutes, at least that's how long the movie showed it to be, though
I know it had to be longer, as they didn't start filming, right at the
beginning.  Throughout the movie, I heard the three of them laughing at me
and joking about what a slut I was.  Most of the sounds, however, were of
me grunting and panting, Max also grunting, and the sloppy wet suctioning
sound of his prick pounding in and out of my overly wet pussy.

   While I was no sexual expert, I could tell that he was fucking me faster
than any man had ever fucked me, and it quickly brought me to a peak very
quickly.  I hollered out as I came hard around his prick.  As I came, my
muscles all contracted, gripping his cock so tight that he could neither
pound into me nor pull out of me and he growled at me, but a moment later
my muscles relaxed and began massaging his cock as he resumed his jack
hammer rhythm of fucking me.  While I was no match for his speed, in the
throes of my orgasm, I certainly tried to keep up with him rocking back and
forth on his rapidly plunging prick.

   Sheila then helped me out of my dress, so that I was now naked in front
of the three of them, my huge pendulous tits hanging down almost to the
floor, my nipples fully erect.

   "My lord woman!  You bring a new meaning to the words 'well endowed'!"
Mr.  Pike exclaimed upon seeing my huge naked tits hanging down as they
did.

   I then saw that Mr.  Pike was now kneeling in front of me, his pants
were gone and his semi-hard prick was right in front of my face.  I didn't
even think, I just opened my mouth and took it inside of me.  So there I
was, getting fucked with Max's jack hammer thrusts as I fucked him back as
best as I could, while sucking voraciously on Greg's boss' cock with my
mouth.  I saw a few flashes and knew that Sheila had won again, now she had
a picture of me sucking a strange cock while being fucked by her dog, it's
long, thick prick deeply impaling me.

   Mr.  Pike and Greg kept trading off while Max was fucking me better than
any man ever had.  As soon as one would cum, the other would kneel down in
front of me, and I would suck the new cock into my mouth and begin working
on it.  Evidently Max didn't mind, the only time I heard him growl was at
the beginning of each of the numerous orgasms that he drove me to, when my
cunt would snap tightly around his prick, trapping him there for a moment.

   "What more could happen to me tonight?" I thought and it was as if I had
wished bad luck on myself.  First they took pictures of the two of us from
every angle that you could imagine, more fodder for the fire.  Then right
after they put the camera away, in walks Lisa and a group of her friends,
both boys and girls.  Sheila made sure that they knew what had taken place,
telling them that I was so horny that I went and got Max to fuck me and now
we were stuck.  The kids all laughed at my predicament.

   Sheila then suggested, that if the boys were horny, that while I could
fuck them at the moment, that I could still suck them off, and they all
took her up on her offer.  I got back up on my hands and knees, as the
three boys kneeled in front of me and fed me their cocks to service them.
As I was swallowing the last of the three loads of cum, Sheila was showing
Roger out.

   "Well Roger, I certainly hope that you had a good time.  Remember, you
can come over any time and do what ever you want with Charlene.  As you can
see, she's quite a big slut and cock hound, no pun intended."

   Roger laughed at her joke and said, "You can be sure that I'll be
dropping by from time to time to use your slut."

   I wanted to die.  It had been bad enough the weekend of the party with
the dozen or so friends of Lisa and Tracy, knowing that I had sex with
those three boys, but now it seemed that Sheila was trying to completely
destroy me, make sure that everyone in town, or at least everyone that she
knew, knew that I was her slut and was always available, and I had no idea
why she would do this to me.

   Max's cock eventually slid out of my cunt and I guess that Greg must
have carried me back to my bed, Max's bed, in the garage.  I was already
asleep.





   Chapter 10 - Tuesday

   (M+F, FF, nc, humil, oral, anal, exhib, beast)

   I got up at 5:45 a.m., the time that I now got up every morning when I
worked at Sheila's.  My head throbbed, as if I had a hang over, but I
didn't remember having any alcoholic beverages the night before.  I had a
taste in my mouth of cum and pussy juice, I could feel the dried cum on
face, as well as between my legs, and my pussy was sore, as if I had
participated in another gang bang.  I tried to think back on what had
happened last night, but after serving the dinner, my mind was a complete
blank.

   Groggily, I got to my feet, and went back into the house, I was
shivering as it was cold in the garage, even though I wasn't laying
directly on the cold, concrete floor, but rather in Max's bed, with him
curled up next to me and a light blanket over me.  I got into the shower
and let the hot water just run over my body, both to wash away the cum, and
soothe my aching muscles.  I noticed that there were stubbles appearing on
my pussy, and my legs and underarms appeared to need a shaving as well, so
I shaved first.  I then washed and showered.  After drying off, I brushed
my teeth three times, then gargled three times as well, to get the awful
taste of stale cum and pussy juice out of my mouth.  I then applied my
make-up and put the clothes on that Sheila had laid out for me, the night
before.

   After getting myself ready for the day, I headed to the kitchen to get
the family's breakfast going.  To my surprise, Lisa was already up and in
the kitchen.

   She must have seen the shocked look on my face, at finding her there at
such an early hour, and said, "I've got a shit day!  I've got classes from
eight to noon today.  By the way, how's that new boy friend of your's?" and
then giggled.

   I was confused.  Who could she possibly mean?  Maybe she was talking
about the clerk at the liquor store.  But I didn't even have a date with
him yet.  "Oh well, I guess it's better to look stupid, than open my mouth
and prove it." I thought to myself, and said nothing to her as I began
making the coffee.  I sighed in relief, as she said nothing further about
it.

   After I got the coffee going I began making bacon and eggs.  While I was
cooking, Sheila then Greg came in.

   "Charlene, right after we leave, I want you to walk Max.  He's been
making such a mess in the garage, and unless you want to clean up after
him, you'll need to begin to take him for walks several times a day.  Let's
say we schedule his walk times for after breakfast, right after lunch, if
you can, just before we get home and before you go to bed.  He's getting
lazy, so walk him two blocks down, two blocks over and then just finish the
circle.  Oh, when you get back with him, don't forget you are to jog out to
the water plant and give some lucky fellow a blow job." she instructed.

   Then, just before she left, she said, "Give me your hand."

   I opened my hand and she placed two metal balls into my palm.  I looked
at them, but had no idea what they were for.

   Sheila seeing my look of puzzlement said, "They're Ben Wa balls.  They
go inside of your cunt.  You'll just love what they do to you.  From now
on, you will put them into your pussy after you get out of the shower, and
you can take them out after you've walked Max after dinner.  Now put them
inside of your pussy."

   I had heard of them before, but I still had no clue as to what they did,
or even how they worked.  No one that I knew, had ever used them, or if
they had, they never told me about it.  They were much smaller than a
dildo, so I didn't think anything of it as I pushed them into my cunt.

   "Now walk around and tell me what it feels like.  You know, whether
they're comfortable or not." Sheila instructed me.

   Thinking that it was like shoes, and I had to make sure that she got the
right size, I began walking around the room.  It didn't take long before I
felt them moving around inside of me, and not long after that before I
could feel myself getting really turned on.  Then out of no where, an
orgasm swept over me.  I shrieked out my joy and felt my whole body
trembling.  I grabbed onto the counter to keep from falling over, as my
knees grew very weak.

   Sheila was laughing at me, as was becoming her usual habit, and said,
"Now you know what they do.  I don't want to find out that you've removed
them during the day, except when you're getting fucked by one of your
lovers." and then she left.

   I could smell my arousal in the air and could feel my juices running
down my legs.  This was not good.  How was I going to be able to cope with
all of my duties, if I was cuming all of the time, every time I walked
somewhere?  Worse, how would I be able to walk Max and take my run with
those things inside of me, making me cum continuously?

   Everyone seemed in a hurry to get out this morning, and I was relieved
that nothing more was added to my load.  After cleaning up from breakfast,
I got Max's leash, and went out to the garage to get him.  I clipped the
leash onto his collar, and started out on our walk.

   My clothes today, were essentially the same as yesterday's, other than
the colors.  Today I was in red, a very short red micro-mini skirt, with a
red corset/bustier that barely covered my large areolas, sheer black
stockings and 5" red stiletto heeled shoes.  On a much younger woman, or
girl, with a thinner body, this might look sexy, but with my extra pounds,
and huge boobs, it tended to make me look more like a slut, especially with
Sheila's choice of make-up for me.

   We hadn't gotten but two houses down the road, before some old biddie of
a neighbor saw me walking Max.  She was out in her front yard, and at first
she just stared at me in disbelief.  As I got right in front of her house,
she actually called out to me, "What a slut!" loud enough for the whole
neighborhood to hear her.  I was so embarrassed, that I know that I must
have been blushing, and I couldn't even look at her, nor respond to her
assessment of me.  She was basically right, Sheila had me dressed up, and
made up, to look just like a slut, and now, with those Ben Wa balls inside
of me, I even smelled like one.

   The high heels made my average legs almost shapely, and bunched up my
ass, making it look quite inviting, in a sexual nature.  In addition, due
to the heels forcing me up so high on my toes, it changed the way that I
was forced to walk, taking relatively short mincing steps.  These short
mincing steps, were forcing my hips to move dramatically from side to side,
and made my naked, unsupported ass cheeks and boobs, to visibly bounce with
each step that I took.  In essence, I looked like a whore out here, trying
to pick up a "date".

   I was so wrapped up in my sorrows, that I hadn't noticed that Max had
stopped to take a dump, and was jerked back into the present as the leash
tightened, and jerked me backwards.  Although I didn't fall over, my skirt
had pulled way up, exposing my nakedness underneath it to several motorist
passing by at that very moment.  Again I blushed, knowing that they had
seen my naked, bald pussy, in all of it's full lipped glory.  As I stood
there waiting for Max to finish, I realized that I had gotten very wet from
exposing myself like that, even more than just what the Ben Wa balls were
doing to me.  My nipples too had gotten rock hard, and were tenting the cup
of the thin bra out very noticeably.

   The rest of the long walk was horrible.  Those balls were moving around
inside of me, and kept me on the edge of an orgasm, when I wasn't actually
having one.  My juices were flowing out of my cunt, and down my legs, and I
smelled of sex, which embarrassed me immensely, as I walked by over a dozen
people, all of whom had to notice both the smell and see the juices running
down my legs.  If the people passing me didn't notice, Max for sure did. 
When he wasn't straining on the leash, pulling me along at a faster than I
wanted to go pace, he was sticking his nose up my skirt, right in my pussy,
and sniffing and licking at the juices running out of it..

   You want to talk about embarrassing positions, imagine standing there in
a short skirt, without any panties on underneath, and having a large dog,
sticking his nose in between your legs, into your pussy and then sniffing
and licking at it.  The worse part was, I was enjoying his attentions,
especially his broad, rough tongue, lapping the juices from between my
pussy lips, but it was making me moan loudly, so loud, that I was sure
anyone within a block of me could hear it.

   At one point, Max had spotted a cat, and started to take off after it,
although I held on to his leash, when he yanked me, my skirt again came up
in the back, and as I was forced to lean forward, trying not to fall over,
and with my legs spread pretty far apart, I knew that everyone behind me
got an excellent view of both my hairless, naked pussy, as well as my ass
hole.  After that, Max wanted to walk faster, pulling me along most of the
time that we were out there walking.  Therefore, instead of taking the
short, mincing steps, that were necessary, both to retain some dignity of
having my naked pussy covered up, as well as keeping the balls inside of my
cunt from moving around too much.  I was forced to take longer, faster
steps, which made my skirt constantly flip upwards, both in front and in
back, with each step that I took, exposing my nakedness and making those
damned balls really get me off.  In addition, four times I had to put one
tit or the other, back into the small bra cup, that was attempting to
contain my huge melons, but not doing such a great job of it.

   After I got back to Sheila's house, and put Max away, I grabbed my
jogging clothes and went to the bathroom.  First of all, I had to pee, due
to cuming so many times, and then I wanted to clean my juices off of my
legs, before I dressed.  After I was dressed, but before I got out of the
door, the phone rang.

   "Hello!  Winter's residence." I said.

   "Hi Charlotte!  You haven't left yet on your run?" Sheila asked.

   "No Mam.  I was just about to walk out the door now." I replied.

   "Well then, maybe it's a good thing that I caught you.  I want you to
remember, no matter how horny those balls make you, that the purpose of
these runs is for you to burn off some of that extra weight that you carry
around, so I want you to be running the whole time that you are out there
doing your exercise.  If you really get tired, I want you to at least be
jogging, no meandering or walking, it doesn't burn up enough calories for
you to loose enough weight.  Do you understand me?" she explained.

   "Yes Mrs.  Winters." I replied.

   "Good!  Then go have a nice run, and don't forget to suck someone off
while you are out there, as that is your lunch today.  Good protein you
know." she said laughing, and hung up the phone without waiting for me to
say anything.

   Just as the garage door opened, for me to leave on my run, Lisa arrived,
back from school.

   "Mom want's me to follow you, so tell me your route, and I'll stay a
block or so back, to make sure that you run or jog the whole way, and I
won't be in the way when you have to suck the lucky guy off during your
run." she advised me.

   I told her my route, out to and back from the water plant.  I then
started out as she went in to change.  I took off running, but didn't even
make it a block away, before those damned balls inside of me set off the
first orgasm of my run.  It was such a powerful one, that I almost fell to
the ground as my knees became very weak.  After recovering, I began running
again, making the balls move around deliciously inside of me and I was
snapping off orgasms almost one a block, which made it next to impossible
to concentrate on anything else.

   I was almost to the water plant, when I saw a car pulled off to the
side, and a man, with his coat and tie off, fixing a flat.  By now I was
covered in sweat.  My white sports bra, being soaked from the sweat, had
become virtually transparent, to the point that you could easily see my
areolas and my erect nipples tenting the thin material out.  My very tight,
white shorts, which were so tight that even when they were dry, outlined my
pussy slit and lips, were drenched with my sex juices, making them too
virtually transparent, allowing everyone to see my well defined pussy,
right through my shorts.  My juices were flowing so copiously, that both of
my legs were covered with it, and my socks were even drenched with my
juices.

   I knew that I smelled of sex and looked like a real whore, but with Lisa
trailing me, and I had to give some guy a blow job.  So it would have to be
either this guy, or the guard at the gate.  I'd never see this guy again,
but the guard, even if I didn't stop there, would see me every day, and I
didn't want to get near him, smelling of sex like I did.  So I decided to
suck the stranded motorist cock.

   I ran up behind him and stopped, resting my hands on my knees as I
huffed and puffed from the exertion of my run, and all of the orgasms that
I had already had.  Imagine my embarrassment, when I finally got to see who
it was.  It was the minister of my church.  He turned around to look at me,
after I had just asked him if I could suck his cock.  His eyes hungrily
roved over my virtually naked body.  Although I was dressed, everything was
so wet, that there wasn't anything hidden from his view.

   He grinned evilly at me and said, "Sheila told me what a whore you've
become, but I didn't believe her.  Now I can see that she was right. 
Tomorrow night, we're having a fund raising meeting, and several of our
biggest contributors will be there.  I want you there, dressed as Sheila
tells me your dressing these days, in bustier, short skirt, stockings and
heels.  You can have Sheila drop you off, and we'll bring you home.  Any
problems with that Charlene?"

   "Uh, no.  I'll be there, dressed as you've asked me to." I replied.

   "Good, then I'll see you tomorrow night at the church." he responded.

   I was shocked.  How could my minister ask me to do such a thing?  I was
in such shock, that I hadn't even seen him take his cock out for me to suck
on, as I had offered to do.

   "Well Charlene, are you going to suck my cock or not?" he asked, leering
at me.

   I knew that I was blushing, as I could feel the heat radiating from my
face, as I kneeled down in front of him, and automatically took his cock in
my hand, opened my mouth, and took his prick into me.  His cock was nothing
special.  It was a little longer than average, but also thinner.

   "What was I thinking about?" I thought to myself, as my head bobbed up
and down on his cock and my tongue began working on his shaft.  "Now I'm
grading the size of the cocks that I take on!" But there I was, sucking on
my minister's cock, trying my best to make him cum as fast as I could, and
Lisa was somewhere behind us, watching the whole thing take place.

   It didn't take him long, as he ogled my virtually naked body, pawing me
through my sweat and cum drenched clothes.  I told him that I had to go, as
Sheila was expecting me, and he said OK, and reminded me to show up at 7:30
tomorrow evening.

   As I turned around to head back to Sheila's house, I ran into a laughing
Lisa, who ran with me the rest of the way home, teasing me about always
being so horny, as I was snapping off orgasms right and left from those
damned Ben Wa balls inside of my cunt.

   To my horror, Dave and Jack, and several of their friends were waiting
for us when we got home.  "Shit Lisa, what's that smell?" Dave asked.

   "It's Charlene!  The horny old bitch, just can't take her mind off of
having sex, and was snapping off orgasms the whole time that she was out
there running." Lisa advised the assembled boys.

   None of them wanted a thing to do with me, at the moment, and they made
me take a shower first.  When I came out, I had to fuck them all, some with
my cunt, some with my ass, a few even fucked my tits, but whichever way
they did me, I had to suck them off afterwards, to clean off their cocks.

   I was in such a haze and due to the fact that I had been so horny, had
already cum so many times that day, and there were so many of them, that I
don't even remember which boy did what to me.  I do know that most of them
fucked my cunt, while the others fucked my ass and tits, and I had to lick
and suck all of them off to clean their cocks, which meant that most of the
time, I had a dick in my mouth and another in one of my other holes or
between my huge tits.  I vaguely remember taking on three at a time at one
point.  I would squat onto one cock, I had another in my ass and one in my
mouth.  While I know that I did that at least twice, it could have been as
many as five or six times as well.

   After fucking the ten boys, and each of them fucked me at least once or
twice, Lisa then let me take another shower, before walking Max again. 
Maybe Lisa was right, and I really was a slut.  All I could think about the
whole time that I was out walking Max was having even more cocks fucking
me.

   The walk was just as bad, if not worse, than his morning walk.  There
were more people outside, even several school kids, as school had already
finished for the day.  Max seemed to want to sniff and lick me even more
this time, which was really embarrassing.  He even did it once when a young
mother and her daughter were approaching.  The little girl asked her mother
why I wasn't wearing any panties, and the mother gave her some lame excuse,
then shot a look like she would like to kill me.  That was the worse little
episode of our walk, but by far, not the only one.  Like the first time, he
pulled me along, a good portion of the way, causing my skirt to keep
flipping up in the front and the back, and making my tits pop out, which I
then had to stuff back in to the too small bra cup.

   If I had thought that things couldn't possibly get worse, I was wrong.
Today certainly proved it.  Those damned Ben Wa balls keeping me either on
the edge of or actually having orgasms all day long, the minister, walking
the dog, and getting gang banged, certainly made this the worse day of my
entire life, and the day wasn't even over yet.

   When I got home, I set about getting dinner started, and rushed through
the house to straighten it up before Sheila got home.  I barely finished
the house, and dinner wasn't quite ready when Sheila arrived home, but it
was close enough to finished, that I didn't get in any trouble over it.  I
served them dinner in the kitchen, and scrapped the scraps into Max's bowl
and then Max and I had our dinner in the garage.

   When I came back into the house, Sheila had me sit down with her at the
table.  She had a cup of that delicious tea for me, and we talked for a
while, almost like old times.  She refilled my cup twice and I was starting
to get a little dizzy when we were finished talking.

   She then made me run her a bath.  When it was ready, she came in and
told me to stay.  She sat on the edge of the tub, spread her legs wide
apart and then told me, "Eat me out nice and slowly until I tell you to
stop."

   I knelt between her wide spread legs and pressed my face into her gash.
While I am not a lesbian, nor am I even bisexual, she had made me do this
before, so it wasn't my first time.  I guess between those Ben Wa balls
moving around inside of my pussy all day, keeping me at a high state of
arousal, and the afternoon gang bang that I had endured, that nothing at
this point was too outlandish.  I got right to work, starting off by
sucking on her clit, while fingering her pussy with two fingers.

   I guess that I was doing a pretty good job on her, as she was soon
humping her cunt into my face and shortly after that, she came.  I reversed
my fingers and my mouth, sticking my tongue into her pussy and licking up
all of her juices, while I worked over her clit with my finger.  This
brought off again, in short order.  I remained like that, my tongue in her
cunt and my finger working on her clit until she came five times, and then
she stopped me.

   She then slid into the tub full of hot water and bubble bath salts.  She
made me wash her, which I did, slowly and gently.  She made me spend extra
time on her small tits, especially rubbing and tweaking her nipples and
between her legs, making me get her off yet one more time.  After
shampooing her hair, she got out of the tub and I had to dry her off, other
than her hair, which she did herself with another towel.

   I then went back to the kitchen to begin cleaning up from dinner, while
she went about her business of getting ready for the night.  About the time
that I was finished, she came into the kitchen, and made us some more tea.
Again we sat and talked for a while, but I was getting sleepy.  I guess all
those orgasms, combined with getting up at 5:45 and my run to the water
plant, had worn me out.

   I don't remember getting undressed or down on my hands and knees on the
kitchen floor, but that's the next thing that I remember.  Max was behind
me, sticking his nose into my pussy, sniffing and licking it like there was
no tomorrow.  It felt so good that I didn't care that an animal was
bringing me such great pleasure, nor did I care, nor even see that I had an
audience watching him work me into a lather.

   After getting me off several times, he jumped up on my back.  He poked
at me several times, missing my sopping wet pussy, so I bent forward,
reached between my legs and guided his long, thick cock into my cunt.  As
soon as I let go, he rammed it all the way into my cunt and I cried out,
main from the pleasure, but there was a little pain of having his cock
stretching me out some.  He didn't wait, nor stand on ceremony, he just
began fucking me as fast and as hard as he could, much faster than any man
had ever fucked me.  Although it was pretty much a repeat of the night
before, I didn't remember that he had fucked me the night before, so I had
nothing to base a comparison with.

   He kept up his fast, rough pace and in a relatively short time, I felt
my orgasm approaching and then wash over me.  I can remember thinking to
myself, "Damn, he's better than the boys were this afternoon, and even a
better fucker than my husband." My pussy clamped down tightly on him, at
the very beginning of my orgasm, and he growled at me, but when it let
loose and simply spasmed around him, attempting to milk his cock, he just
returned to his fast paced, rough humping of my needy pussy.

   I must have cum three times, before I felt his even thicker knot begin
to enter my pussy.  I groaned from the discomfort, that this thicker part
of his cock was really stretching my pussy out to it's maximum.  I felt the
knot going deeper and deeper into my cunt as he kept right on slamming it
to me, and I couldn't believe it, but I went multi-orgasmic and just kept
on cuming and cuming and cuming as Max fucked me real good.

   Then suddenly, I realized that his cock, knot and all, was fully impaled
inside of me, and it no longer was moving in and out of me, though I did
feel him still moving his hips back and forth behind me, his ball sack
slapping at my cunt.  Then I felt it, he was shooting his watery cum into
my pussy, but the knot didn't shrink at all.  When he finally quit
squirting his seed into me, he tried to dismount, and we ended up butt to
butt.

   I sort of remember crying at this point, as I was ashamed over having
been fucked by a dog, and horrified that someone would come in and find us
attached to each other.  Then I heard the laughter, and looked around to
see the whole family standing there.  I don't know how long they had been
there, but they had caught me fucking their dog, and now I was stuck, just
like a bitch, after having been fucked.  I know that I must have blushed
real deeply, as just thinking about it now makes me still blush.

   I have no idea how long we were stuck together, but I know that it was
for quite a while.  I don't even remember going to the garage afterwards,
but someone must have carried me there.  Anyway, I do know that the next
morning, I woke up with Max's cock in my mouth and his nose buried between
my legs, licking my cunt, with the light blanket over both of us, so
someone had to have set this up, because I know that I wouldn't have done
it voluntarily after having been caught fucking him.



   Chapter 11 - Wednesday

   (M+F, FF, nc, oral, anal, exhib, humil)

   Sheila was all excited about what Charlene would be required to do for
the deacon's fund raiser.  She knew that they would all be treating her
like the biggest slut in the world and wanted her dressed that way.  She
therefore had to get her some really slutty clothes for tonight's bash. 
She also knew that every man there, including Greg, would use her to their
hearts content, before the real fun began.  Some of the men had really
sick, exciting things that they wanted her to do and Charlene would
certainly be sore and stiff tomorrow.  But the best part of it was, that
they had gotten an Internet porn site to agree to buy the footage of all
the things that they would be forcing Charlene to do, after the gang bang
of course.

   Since she wanted to be proud of Charlene's sluttiness tonight, she had
even instructed Lisa, to make sure that her friends didn't come around to
use Charlene today.  Oh Charlene would still have to run, walk the dog,
clean the house, and have dinner ready, but she didn't want her to have
anything extra, for fear that she wouldn't be able to finish in time and
therefore would be late for the church "social".

   After breakfast, and after everyone had left for school or work, I
called Max, and clipped his leash on.  I was already worked up into a
lather from those damned things that Sheila was forcing me to keep inside
of my pussy.  Every time I moved, they would get me right up to the edge of
an orgasm, and if I moved enough, I'd actually have one.  So I wasn't
exactly looking forward to taking a brisk walk with Max, but I had to walk
him.

   So out through the garage we went.  I closed the door and slipped the
clicker into my bustier, right between my tits, as I had no place else to
store it, and didn't want to hold it in my hand as we went for our walk. 
Max, for some reason was more rambunctious today than he normally was.  I
was wetter than I normally was with those damned Ben Wa balls rolling
around in my pussy, and my imagination running away with what I would be
forced to do tonight at the church.

   I was so caught up in my thoughts about what further humiliations would
be heaped upon me, that I wasn't paying attention to the fact that my skirt
had ridden up fully exposing my shaved pussy and about half of my equally
naked buttocks, until that retired, holier-than-thou bitch started calling
me a whore and a slut at the top of her lungs.  Just as I tried to pull my
extremely short skirt down, to regain some modesty, as the woman was
deriding me, Max decided it was time to sniff my pussy.

   The woman broke up in laughter and started saying things like "That was
all I was, was a bitchin-heat." and similar derogatory things.  I pulled on
Max's leash and at least got him to stop long enough to get away from that
crazy lady.  Believe it or not, our walk that morning got worse.  Max was
between my legs for most of our walk, sniffing my pussy and licking up the
juices flowing from it.  Because of having to fight Max, to stay away from
my pussy, I was exhausted when we got home.

   I wanted to just sit for a minute, but I had to run and then meet Sheila
at the mall, so I quickly changed into my running clothes.  Today wasn't as
bad as yesterday, trying to run with those damned balls keeping me on the
edge of an orgasm, and occasionally actually having one.  At least today I
didn't fall to the ground and roll around as I had my orgasms.

   There was no one on my path today, so I trotted up to the guard's booth
outside the water plant, and asked, "Mind if I come in and cool off for a
minute?"

   "Of course not." he replied grinning like the cat who had swallowed the
canary, knowing that I'd give him some head.

   Today though, as I stood there in my sweat drenched half blouse and cum
drenched pants, he slipped his hand up under my blouse and began to play
with my tits.  I was in a quandary, I couldn't very well piss him off too
much, as I didn't know if he was in on this with Sheila.  If he was, he'd
tell her that I didn't suck him off.  Although I hated that he was taking
liberties with my body, I couldn't deny the pleasure that he was giving me.

   I finally asked him, "Would you like me to suck you off?"

   Of course he would, but I had to ask.  I got down on my knees and undid
his pants, pulling his nice cock out for me to service.  I don't know why,
but I gave him an exceptionally good blow job that day, and then quickly
left before he got any other ideas.  The run home was exceptionally
arduous, as I was snapping orgasms off right and left.  By the time I got
back to the Winter's home, I barely had time to shower and get to the mall.

   The walk over there was brutal, as the wind had picked up and I
virtually had to walk while attempting to hold my tiny skirt down.  Sheila
was waiting for me when I arrived.  She was mad as I was five minutes late,
but said that she'd attend to that later as we had more important things to
attend to.

   The first stop was at Victoria's Secrets, where she bought me an
exceptionally sexy black silk and lace cupless corset with garters, and a
pair of stockings with a snake design on them.  Next we went to a specialty
shoe store, that specialized in 4" - 6" high heeled shoes.  There she got
me a pair of open toed 6" red high heels that forced me to literally walk
on ends of my toes, while forcing my feet up almost into perfect alignment
with my legs.  Lastly she took me to a dress shop, and bought me a rather
expensive floor length red dress, but a size too small, so that it clung to
me like a second skin.  The way the dress was designed, there would have
been no way to wear a bra under it anyway, as it was cut so low that the
very tops of my wide areolas peeked out over the top.

   Looking at myself in the dress in the three way mirror, I was horrified
to see that my huge areolas were visible right through the material of the
dress.  Worse still, the dress was slit, all the way from the floor, to the
middle of my hips in four places, in the front, the back and on both sides.
With every step that I took, my pussy and ass were exposed, and even anyone
viewing me from the sides could tell that I was naked underneath.  I was
about to object, when I heard Sheila thanking the owner for modifying the
dress for her, as she paid for it, and I knew better than to say anything
at that moment.

   Just like the last time, she made me go suck off some perfect stranger
before driving me home.  This time she picked out a young man of just 18.
He worked in the mall and was really a dream boat.  He was tall,
athletically built and really cute.

   I was really embarrassed to go over to him and ask him if I could suck
him off, but Sheila had left me no choices.  After I asked him if he would
like a blow job, promising that I would get him off like no girl ever had,
he looked me over as if he were mentally stripping me, as he pondered
whether to accept my offer or not.

   While I was still overweight, I must admit, that those morning runs had
burned off about 10 pounds already, and my boobs didn't seem any smaller.
So I guess at this point, while I'm not some skinny mini by an stretch of
the imagination, I am what men call voluptuous, having all of the right
curves in the right places.  The fact that I was wearing a really short
micro-mini skirt, a bustier, stockings and high heeled shoes, helped to
make me look more like a slut, as did the heavy, gaudy make-up that Sheila
was forcing me to wear.  Lastly, those damned Ben Wa balls, had my pussy
juicing since I stepped out of the shower, so I know that he could smell
the scent of sex emanating from me.

   Anyway, he did accept and we went out to his car.  I quickly had him
unzipped and his cock out of his pants.  I deep throated his average sized
prick while playing with his balls and fingering his ass.  Being young,
they cum fast anyway, but in my now experienced hands, he came in less than
a minute after I sucked his cock into my mouth.

   I couldn't believe that I was actually proud of getting him off so fast.
What am I turning into?  The slut that Sheila wants me become?

   When Sheila dropped me off, she instructed me to just straighten the
house and get dinner ready, and that she was having her hair dresser come
over at 6:00 to do my hair.  Since she had me doing only minimal tasks that
afternoon, other than walking Max again, I was quickly finished with my
duties and had dinner cooking in the stove, when I ran in to shower again,
as instructed.

   To my surprise, Sheila, Greg & Lisa were home when I got out of the
shower.  I threw on the clothes that I had been wearing and went into the
kitchen to finish dinner.  Sheila was in an exceptionally good mood, and
even told me to set a place at the table for myself.  The first real food
I'd had since Monday night, other than the scraps that they put in Max's
bowl for the two of us to share.  Sheila started plying me with that good
tasting tea of her's and by the time that we left, I had had four cups, the
last two while Ana worked on my hair and make-up.

   Just as we finished someone was ringing the doorbell, and Sheila said,
"Oh, that's probably Ana, the hairdresser.  Go let her in and take her with
you to my bathroom."

   It was Ana and we went into Sheila's bathroom for her to work on getting
me ready for the Deacons' Fund Raiser.  She did a good job on my hair,
making me look better than I had in quite a while.  She also did my make-up
and nails.  While I didn't like the colors and heaviness of it, I'm sure
that she did what Sheila had instructed her to do, I looked pretty good,
even if I had to say so myself.

   After showing her out, Sheila helped me into the corset, tying it up so
tightly that I thought that I would pass out.  Then I put the stockings on,
smoothing them up my shapely legs.  It wasn't until I had both pair on,
that I realized that the snake design was of a snake, wrapping itself
around both of my legs and ending with it's head pointed right at my pussy
and with it's tongue sticking out.

   I then sat down to put my shoes on and was a little wobbly in the
extremely high, high heeled shoes, but as I had been wearing heels almost
as high, it didn't take me too long to get used to the extra height.  They
were definitely not comfortable shoes, as I was essentially resting my
entire weight on the ends of my toes.  Last came the dress.  While it had
been somewhat tight around the middle in the store, with the corset on
underneath, it clung to me but I wasn't straining the seams anymore.

   I noticed that Lisa had left as I was hustled into the car with Sheila
and Greg and we drove to the church.  When we arrived, I was led into the
Church's social hall, where parties are normally held for the deacon's fund
raiser.  The men were all dressed in suits, and the few ladies present were
dressed in short evening gowns, except for me.  Shortly after I arrived, a
naked man, secured to a chair, and wearing a hood, which I assumed to hide
his identity was carried in and placed facing where all of the action was
to take place.

   I would later find out that Lisa had left early to babysit my kids,
while they kidnaped my husband, stripped him and forced him to watch me be
debauched and degraded by the men and some of the women of the church.  I
also later found out that the leather helmet that he was wearing, which did
not have an opening for his mouth, was covering the ball gag that he was
wearing, so that he couldn't scream and holler anything out to me.

   They told me that the naked man was someone that I knew, who didn't want
to let me know who he was, but wanted to watch me be a slut.  I didn't
think anything of it, either when then told me nor at any other point
during the evening.  However, I did notice, that whoever it was, got a
hardon, once they started using and abusing me, which did not shrink all
night long, even though he shot off several times, without anyone
stimulating him, just by watching what they were doing to me.

   The head deacon finally got up, went to the microphone and said, "I have
a few announcements to make and then we'll get on to the business at hand,
our fund raiser."

   He made a few normal, church-type announcements and then said,
"Charlene, come on up here."

   I was already in la la land from the tea, and numbly went up to the
podium.  When I was up at the podium with him, he continued, "As you all
know, Charlene Hopkins, a member in good standing, has agreed to help us in
a major fund raising for the church.  Every one here has agreed to donate
$500 a head for the right to participate and watch Charlene act like her
slutty-self.  As you can see, although she is wearing a very formal dress,
that she is wearing absolutely nothing underneath it." as he spread the
slit on the front of my dress, revealing not only my pantiless condition,
but also the fact that I shaved me pussy.

   As he said this, I wanted to die, in spite of the tea, and it's numbing
affects.  Everyone there knew me.  I was so embarrassed and humiliated by
what he was saying, that I was blushing a deep, hot red.

   "She has agreed to have sex with any and all of us tonight, in any way
that you want to have sex with her.  While we could draw numbers, I figure
that we could raise a few extra dollars, by auctioning off the early rights
to have sex with her.  Oh, by the way, we are video taping this, and anyone
who wants a copy of the video tape, should sign up at the door.  Remember,
this is for charity.  The money will be used to refurbish our school rooms.
So the cost of the video is going to be $50.  Charlene, go ahead and remove
your dress, so that everyone knows what they are bidding on."

   Still blushing, and not totally believing that this was happening, I
unzipped the dress and let it fall, puddling around my feet before picking
it up.  Someone came over and took the dress from me, put it on a hanger
and hung it up somewhere.  Meanwhile, there I was dressed in just thigh
high, stockings, 6" high heeled shoes, which were making my shapely legs
look even shapelier as well as forcing my butt to be somewhat bunched up, a
corset, which was making my more than ample waist actually look somewhat
thin, and a smile.

   "Why don't you turn around, spread your legs and bend over, placing your
hands on your calves." he suggested, and I complied.

   I knew that in this position, both my anus and my fat, currently very
wet and slippery pussy were fully exposed to all my friends and
acquaintances.  Those Ben Wa balls had me right on the edge of an orgasm,
so my normally fat pussy lips were fully engorged and flowered open,
exposing the pink meat of my juicy love tunnel and my fully erect and
tingling clit.

   The bidding started at $50 and was considered finished when no one would
go above $500.  The first man, someone that I barely knew came up to claim
his prize, the first go at me.  While we did have black families in the
church, there weren't that many, so I was surprised that the first man to
bid for my services was black.

   "Well Bill, she's all yours.  Which hole do you want to use?" the deacon
asked.

   "Her ass hole, but I will be able to have her suck me into erection,
won't I?" the big buck asked.

   "Sure Bill, but since we don't want to hurt her, I've been given this
tube of KY Jelly to lubricate her ass with, for those who want to partake
in such a manner." he advised the winner.

   Bill knelt behind me, applied the lubricant to his middle finger and
proceeded to press it into my butt.  Just a few weeks ago, I had been an
anal virgin, now I was an experienced anal slut.  As his long, thick finger
penetrated my anal cavity, I let out a low, sexy moan of pleasure, much to
my further embarrassment, knowing that everyone in the social hall could
hear me, as they had placed a microphone in front of me and had the volume
up as loud as they could get it, without getting any squealing feedback.

   After he fully impaled his digit, inside of my ass, with everyone
watching, he began fucking it in and out of my ass.  To my humiliation, I
began moaning in pleasure and pumping my hips in time with his thrusts.  He
then withdrew his finger, regreased the one that he had been using plus
another one.  He then pressed both fingers into my yearning anus and they
entered my sphincter with a noticeable 'POP'ing sound.  Again I was moaning
in pleasure and moving my ass back and forth on the invading digits as he
stretched me out by fucking his digits in and out of my ass.

   He repeated this until he was finally fucking me with all four fingers.
I was hotter than hell, feeling his fingers invading my filthy hole and
pleasuring me.  The bastard, seeing how responsive I was, kept it up until
I came, while riding his fingers, right there in front of all of those
people.  He then pulled his fingers out, and as they exited, a sound like
pulling a wet finger out of the top of a soda bottle filled the room.  My
humiliation was complete.

   He then walked around in front of me and said, "O.K.  honey, take my
cock out of my pants and suck me until it's hard."

   I was so hot at this point, that I responded automatically.  I unzipped
his pants, reached in with my hand to grasp his cock and pull it out.  What
I saw was terrifying.  He wasn't even the least bit hard yet, but his cock
was already bigger than Jack's was when it was hard, which was bigger than
my husband's.  In spite of my fear, I sucked his cock into my salivating
mouth and quickly began to suck and lick it.  I could feel it growing
inside of my mouth, which made me even randier, and before long it was
fully erect.  He took it out of my mouth, and I was shocked that I had been
able to accommodate him.  He had to be close to twelve inches long and was
very thick.

   I was wondering whether I'd be able to take him in my ass, even with the
lubricant and having been pre-stretched.  He could see my eyes were bugged
open, but no one else could, or so I thought.  But between the three
cameras feeding into the two big screen TV's, everyone could see every
expression on my face.

   "Wouldn't our little slut like to have my big salami up her ass?" he
asked.

   "Nooo!  You're too big!  You'll tear me in two!" I stated.

   "Oh come on now, you how stretchable your ass is, and besides, I know
how much you like getting fucked, especially in front of an audience." he
chuckled.

   "No I don't.  I'd rather do it in private." I pleaded.

   "But don't you want to cum?" he asked.

   My blood was boiling and I had no other way of getting off, so in my
weaked state I croaked, "Yes."

   "Then beg me to fuck you in the ass." he hissed.

   I looked at his huge black cock, no longer afraid of it, knowing the
pleasure that it could bring and said, "Please fuck me in the ass." which
brought cheers and applause from the others watching the show.

   He moved around behind me, lined his spit soaked erection up with
greased anus and pressed the thick, uncut head into me.  It entered with a
"PLOP" and I groaned in discomfort from being stretched out so widely.  He
gave me a few seconds to get used to his thickness then slowly fed me the
entire length of his shaft as I moaned in delight.  As soon as his pelvic
bone mashed into the twin mounds of my ass cheeks, he began pulling out,
much faster than he had gone in.  When just the head of his cock was still
inside of me, he reversed directions and slid his meat back into my ass.

   With each ensuing thrust, he picked up speed until he was fucking my
ass, as if he were possessed, and I was thrusting my ass back onto his
raping spear as fast as he was pressing into me.  I don't remember much
about his buggering of my ass after that, as I was kept either on the edge
of another orgasm, or actually having one.  I came so hard and so long,
that I don't even know how many times I came, before I felt him explode
inside of me.

   He then pulled with a loud, lewd, squelching suctioning noise.  I heard
someone say, "My god!  Look how big her ass hole is now!" and I blushed in
embarrassment, knowing also that his cum was leaking out of my ass, and
since it was facing the audience, everyone had to be able to see it.

   The next man bid only $450 and took me over to the queen sized bed that
they had put next to the podium.  Sheila made me remove the Ben Wa balls,
thank god, before he fucked me.  He made me get on my hands and knees and
took me doggie style while abusing my huge tits and especially my long,
thick nipples while he rode me.

   The next man made me straddle his hips and fuck him that way.  His head
was facing the audience, as was I, so that everyone could see my huge tits
flopping around as I rode his average sized cock.  After that, the rest of
my fucks were a blur.  I think I fucked ten other men and two women, both
wearing huge strap on dildos, before I was open for general use.  At that
point I began taking them on in two's and three's.  There was usually a
cock in my mouth plus one in either my cunt or ass, and occasionally there
was a cock in all three of my holes at the same time.  This went on until
about ten o'clock.  I have no idea who all fucked me or how they fucked me,
nor do I know how many times I came, but I figure that I must have been
virtually in a state of constant orgasm.

   At ten to ten, Sheila took me to the preacher's study, cleaned me up
somewhat and reapplied my make-up.  When she brought me back out, the
deacon said, "That concludes our participatory part of the fund raiser. 
For the next three to four hours, everything that Charlene will do will be
going out over the Internet.  A major porn site is paying us $50,000 for
the exclusive rights to use what happens in the next three to four hours."

   "No!" I screamed.  "You can't let other people see me like this!"

   Sheila walked over to me, slapped me in the face and said in a whisper,
"Look bitch!  I've had enough of your bellyaching.  You either do it or
I'll turn you over to the police first thing in the morning."

   I didn't want to go to jail, so what else could I do, I agreed to
cooperate with them.  Thank god for those microphones, my husband heard
what she had said.

   I was positioned in a doggie style pose, and I saw someone leading a
really big Great Dane in.  With my legs spread wide, I was completely at
the animal's mercy.  I could hear him sniffing, and knew that he could
smell my juices.  He began licking my crotch, lapping up my errant juices.
While I found out later that I had been having sex with Max, at the time I
didn't know that I had, and assumed that this was my first encounter with
an animal.  I went crazy knowing that all these people were seeing the dog
licking my pussy, not just those at the fund raiser but that had told me
that this was going out over the Internet, and god only knew how many
people were seeing it, some of whom probably knew me.

   Needless to say, I went crazy bucking and twisting, trying to avoid the
tongue attacking my pussy, while begging and pleading with them not to do
this to me, but it was all to no avail, the dog's tongue never left my
splayed open pussy, and in fact the more I squirmed, the deeper he was
impaling it inside of me.  As embarrassed and humiliated as I was, being
forced to put on such a degrading show, I was also getting turned on by the
animal's long, wide, rough tongue as it speared into me and lapped at my
juices, while it's hot breath played on my anus.

   It wasn't long before my pleas to make him stop became weak and
insincere and not long after that, before I was begging him to make me cum.
It was almost as if the dog understood me, as he pulled his face out of my
cunt, jumped up on my back, rutting around for several stabs before sinking
his huge doggie prick into my cunt.

   "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" I yelped
in glee, as his huge cock impaled me.

   He didn't waste any time with ceremony and was quickly pounding my pussy
with pile driver like strokes, much faster than a man could or would, as he
wrapped his paws around my chest, his sharp nails digging into my more than
ample tits.  I was so turned on by this point, that I was fucking him back
as fast as I could, uncaring about who saw it, as he quickly had me on the
edge of another orgasm.

   As I came, my cunt clamped down so tightly on his cock, that he could
neither push it into me nor pull it out of me for almost a minute, making
him growl at me.  Then my whole body shook like a leaf in a hurricane, and
he resumed his rapid fucking of my pussy.  His huge cock kept me in a
constant state of very high arousal, either on the edge of an orgasm, or
actually having one.  My face was a mask of pained pleasure and I could
hear myself grunting with each thrust of his cock, as well as the loud,
lewd slurping of my swampy pussy as he plunged in and out of it.  All of
this was caught on the cameras so that both the men in attendance as well
as those looking in over the internet could witness my degradation, but at
the moment I could care less, the only thing that was important to me was
my next orgasm.

   Although it hurt like a son-of-a-bitch when his huge knot entered me,
really stretching my poor abused pussy, I still didn't care as I was in an
orgasmic haze, which clouded my normal thinking process.  Eventually the
dog came inside of me with enormous quantities of watery doggie cum, but
his knot did not shrink.  He tried to dismount and we ended up tied
together, butt to butt for twenty minutes until it finally did shrink,
exiting with a loud, lewd, wet "POP!", just like a wet finger in the top of
a soda bottle.

   They didn't wait a second for me to recoup, a little bridge was placed
over my back and a five hundred pound hog was led out on a leash.  With a
little help from it's handlers, it placed it's front feet on the solid
board over my back, and shoved it's prick into my well used cunt.  It's
cock was longer and thicker than the dogs, and while it too shoved it's
cock roughly into my body with each thrust, it wasn't fucking me quite as
fast as the dog had.

   I was nauseous over the thought of being fucked by a huge hog, even more
so than the dog, but like when the dog was fucking me, my body betrayed my
feelings and I came and came and came on the end of the pig's cock.  After
it sprayed my womb with it's seed and was led away, I wondered what they
would be doing for an encore, out of fear not out of anticipation.

   I didn't have long to wait as they untied me from my kneeling position.
My arms were pulled behind me and an arm binder slipped over my arms,
locking my arms together from finger tips to elbows and so close together
above that, that I thought they'd pull my shoulders out of their joints. 
This forced my huge tits to be thrust way out in front of me, making them
look even bigger than they were.  They then put a waist cincher around my
belly and pulled it so tight, that I thought I would faint from the lack of
oxygen.

   I then felt a pin prick in my butt, and realized that they were shooting
me up with something.  I later found out that it was a potent dose of
adrenalin mixed with a powerful aphrodisiac.  In almost no time at all, I
was full of energy and hornier than a hoot owl.  They led me over to a
short stool, with a pair of big black dildos on them.  The one meant for my
pussy looked to be about a foot in length and really wide.  It was covered
with little rubber pyramids and had a clital node at the base.  The one for
my butt looked to only be about nine inches and wasn't as thick, though
certainly thicker than my husband's cock.  It was made up of a series of
ridges, which would force my sphincter to constantly open and close as I
rode it.

   I was forced to lower myself down onto these dildos until the head of
the one in my ass was inside of me.  As the shaft of the dildo in my cunt
slid into me, I could feel each and every one of those pyramids, as they
scraped the tender lining of my pussy.  They then clipped chains, which
were attached to winches on either side of me, to my cinch belt, and took
the slack out of them so that the highest that I could lift myself was to a
position where the head of the dildo in my ass was just inside of me.

   Next they attached industrial strength clamps to my nipples.  From the
clamps hung chains and they hung a cow bell from each, that I guessed to be
between three and four pounds each, really tugging on my nipples and
breasts and forcing the clamps to bite down even harder onto my poor
sensitive nipples, making my scream out in pain.  Then Sheila came over and
pointed out two men standing about ten feet away from me, each holding a
nasty looking bull whip.  She advised me that unless I fucked myself on the
twin dildos, as fast and as hard as I could, that these men would whip my
tits with those whips, probably tearing them up badly, so I had better do
as she said.

   My pussy was already stretched and very wet, but my ass hole had been
neglected for almost an hour, allowing it to shrink back down in size and
the cum inside of it to mostly dry up.  While I could feel that the shaft
of both dildos had been lubricated, I was afraid that it wouldn't be
enough, but it didn't matter, I was either going to fuck myself for their
amusement or have my tits whipped to shreds.  I decided that I better give
it the old college try and started pressing myself down onto the two
horrible dildos.

   I was surprised at how easily they slid into me, and picked up speed as
I went.  It was really weird feeling those two dildos working my body
differently as they pumped inside of my body.  I was even more surprised
when I realized that I was being more turned on by the one plumbing my ass
hole, as it forced my sphincter to open up really wide, then snap tightly
shut, only to be forced wide open again, in a continual cycle.  As I picked
up speed, the cow bells began to swing and jump around making them ring as
if I were a cow walking around a pasture.  This wild movements of the heavy
bells caused they to pull on my nipples which in turn pulled on my breasts
and also caused the clamps to bite down harder onto my nipples, but I was
fucking a storm, deathly afraid as them whipping my tits.

   In spite of the pain that I was in, both in my cunt and ass, as well as
my breasts, I was nevertheless kept in a high state of arousal.  In part
due to the pleasurable feeling of the two dildos fucking me and in part due
to the aphrodisiac that they shot me up with.  What ever the reason, I was
cuming like some high whore for their amusement.

   After almost half an hour of this, they made me stop and then attached
stirrups, like on a horse's saddle to my cinch belt.  Then out walks Tracy,
Sheila's oldest daughter, buck assed naked and carrying a nasty looking
cat-o- nine-tails.  With a little help, she stepped up, putting her feet
into the stirrups, her pussy right in my face.

   Sheila said, "Now you get to do two things at once.  You get to eat
Tracy, making her cum, while fucking yourself on the two dildos.  Anytime
that she's not pleased with how you are eating her out, or how you are
fucking yourself, she's going to beat you with the whip, so you better put
all of your effort into this to keep her happy."

   I was shocked!  How could they do this to me?  But before I could dwell
on it any longer, Tracy brought her whip down hard with one hand, while the
other forced my face into her pussy.  I was surprised to find it wet, and
filled with cum, and it stank of urine, as if she had just peed and hadn't
wiped it off.  Not wanting to be hit again, I immediately thrust my tongue
into her cunt and began licking while trying to push myself back up the
shafts of the two dildos inside of me, now forced to lift both my weight
and that of Tracy's body as well.

   While she certainly couldn't complain about my tongue action, she wasn't
pleased with the speed in which I was trying to lift our combined weights
off of the stool and hit me again and again, as I felt as if my skin was
being sliced to ribbons.  It did get me to move faster and as I screamed
into her pussy, the vibrations my screams caused, were turning her on which
started a vicious cycle of her striking my harder and more often and my to
scream louder and longer into her cunt.  It took me quite a while to get up
to speed, fucking myself on the twin dildos while tongue fucking Tracy's
pussy, and the whole time she beat me over and over with that nasty little
whip of her's until I thought I'd go out of my mind.

   Thank god she finally fainted dead away in an orgasmic cloud.  Several
men helped her down and untied me from the stool.  They also undid my arm
binder, and my arms hung uselessly at my sides.  My back was a bloody mess
and they tended to my wounds before going on to my next task.

   I was then strapped into a frame sort of contraption.  My arms were out
to my sides and hanging down, which forced me to thrust my huge breasts
out. My feet were put into stirrup like devices, and clamped in and there
were bars under my knees with a strap holding my knees in place.  My head
rested in cradle of sorts, and strap was drawn over my forehead and throat,
assuring that I couldn't move my head.  A ring gag was then forced into my
mouth, and locked into place behind my teeth, stretching my jaws open
painfully wide.  The only parts of my body that I could now move was my
eyes, eye lids and tongue.

   Once I was trussed up like this, a man came over and from the
contraption pulled out two vicious looking alligator clips attached to
wires.  He bent down and sucked one of my nipples into his mouth and sucked
on it very hard, occasionally nipping it with his teeth.  My nipple grew
hard pretty quick and when it was as big as I thought it could get, he
stopped sucking and biting.  He then produced an ice cube and rubbed it all
over my nipple.  To my surprise, and pain for the extreme cold, my nipple
got almost fifty percent longer and thicker still.  He then threw the ice
cube away, opened the jaws of one of the alligator clips, holding it open
it seemed like forever, before suddenly releasing his grip on it, and
allowing it to snap shut at the base of my nipple.

  
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhh!" I
screamed in pain as the cruel clamp bit into my tender nipple.

   When I calmed down he repeated the procedure with my other nipple, with
the same painful results.  After calming down again, he produced another
clamp and repeated the procedure on my clit.  Then a man, who looked and
acted like a doctor came over, and secured over a dozen pads, like they use
to take EKG's to various parts of my body.  I knew this didn't bode well,
but didn't know exactly what they had in store for me know.

   Next they brought out a five foot long snake.  I'm terribly frightened
of snakes, so much so that when they laid it on my knee, I almost passed
out.  The snake began wriggling it's way up my thigh, towards my pussy,
while I screamed an unintelligible "Take it off of me!" over and over
again, but it sounded more like "Ache it off of ee".

   I gather now, that it was a trained snake, trained to fuck women, but I
didn't know that at the time.  It made a bee line, right for my pussy,
pressed it's head inside of me and began burrowing it's way into my cunt.
Just before it made contact with my pussy, I felt my nipples begin to
vibrate, as someone was turning up the juice on the clamps attached to my
nipples.  It felt good and did take my mind off of the snake as it made
concentrating nearly impossible.

   As I felt the snakes tongue flicking out along my gash, they turned on
the one attached to clit, just enough to make me orgasm.  As my juices
flowed out of my pussy, the snake dove into my pussy.  As scared as I was
of snakes, the feeling of this reptile entering me, quickly sent me right
into another orgasm.  It squirmed and wriggled it's way into me almost a
foot and a half.  Because it was so broad, it really stretched my poor,
already abused, pussy out and was rubbing itself across the end of my
completely erect clit.

   Between the feel of it's scaly body rubbing my insides, as well as my
clit, and the electricity that they were now sending into me, not only
through the clamps but also the pads, kept me bucking and cuming for what
seemed like hours, but was for only twenty minutes.  While I have no direct
recollection of how I looked, I can remember, with crystal clear clarity,
how I felt, which was hotter than I'd ever felt while having sex before.  I
must have really looked wanton and sluttish, as I bucked and shook from the
orgasms that I was snapping off, with that damned snake burrowing into my
snatch.

   Someone eventually pulled the snake from my multi-orgasmic pussy and I
can still remember suddenly feeling quite empty.  The snake however, was
just the warm-up.  They rolled some sort of machine up between my legs. 
Craning my head, I could see two huge dildos on the ends of two shafts. 
The shafts were not in sync and I could see that the one intended for my
pussy was much further forward.  They pushed the cart up until the huge
dildo for my cunt, was fully impaled inside of my pussy, and then locked
the wheels in place to prevent it from moving around.

   My head was then pulled down and back until I was looking exactly
opposite of my body.  A similar machine had been rolled up behind me, and
once my was head secured in place, another large, though not as big dildo,
also connected to the end of a shaft, was forced into my mouth and down my
throat.  This dildo also had life like balls under, and at the end of the
long, thick shaft, and I could feel the life like veins running along the
shaft.

   Both machines were hooked into the same computer as the electrodes and
clamps already attached to my body, and would control the vibration level
of the dildos, as well as the speed of their in and out fucking of my body.
They started off slowly, but quickly gained speed until all three dildos
were fucking me every bit as fast as the dog had at it's fastest speed.  In
addition, the clamps and electrodes were sending a tingling amount of
electricity into my body, especially in my most tender and sensitive
places. I quickly moved right to the edge of an orgasm, when I was suddenly
jolted with very painful shocks all over my body, preventing me from
cuming.

   I have no clue as to how long this went on, but I do know that every
time that I was right on the edge of cuming, I would get a jolt of
electricity to prevent me from cuming.  I've seen this part of the film
that they made of me many times.  I was like a cock crazed slut as I gave
the dildo in my mouth one of the best blow jobs that I've ever given.  My
loud, lewd, wet suctioning noises could easily be heard and I could see
that my tongue was laving the shaft as it rapidly pumped in and out of my
mouth.  With each appearance, as it slid out of my mouth, you could easily
see who wet and shiny with my saliva it was.

   The dildo pumping my cunt was also shiny with my copious fluids and I
was humping back and forth against the two dildos that were raping my cunt
and ass.  The dildo up my ass was also shiny, but with the lubricating
fluids that were constantly seeping out of the tips, to keep that orifice
well oiled.

   When they'd zap me, I would go rigid and shake all over.  The people
watching must have thought for sure that I was cuming, rather than being
denied my pleasure with rather painful jolts.  It was a very erotic scene,
me laying there forced to submit to these phalluses, which were fucking me
much faster and better than any man could possibly do, and it appeared as
if I was really enjoying it, much to my dismay and embarrassment, as it was
a very painful experience.

   I later found out that the machines fucked me for two solid hours and I
even wet myself during my abuse three times with powerful sprays of urine.
Worse, all three times, it happened just as they zapped me, so some people
I'm sure, thought that I was ejaculating, I was cuming so hard.

   I don't remember being removed from the machine, but it was my last
torment of the night.  I don't even know if I was dressed or not for the
ride home.

   End Chapter 11
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   To be continued in Chapter 12 (Which will cover Thursday & Friday,
getting her back to the weekend and home with her husband(?) and children.)

   We still haven't decided who found the panties with "GOOD FOR ONE DATE
WITH CHARLENE HOPKINS" written across the seat of them, and will they
contact her?  If so, should we say that Sheila's phone number was also on
them and they call to collect on the date at the Winters house, OR are they
going to call her over the weekend, when she's home with her husband and
children?

   What new humiliations does Sheila, Greg and Lisa have in store for her?

   These and other mysteries of this story can be in your hands.  Send your
thoughts on any or all of the above topics, OR come up with one of your own
and send them to me, Ted E.  Bear (tedebear690@yahoo.com).  If I like it
and it doesn't conflict with what's already transpired in the story, I
might just include your suggestion in the next chapter, or in some later
chapter.