From nycvoice@pipeline.com Tue Sep 30 23:47:06 1997 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: Jessica's story From: nycvoice@pipeline.com (Robert) Date: 1 Oct 1997 03:47:06 GMT -------- The following story was written for me by an obedient servant, 25year old Jessica. Comments may be emailed to me, or posted to the group. Since she'll be required to finger herself as she reads your comments, I suggest they be just as sexually permissive as possible. The besty replies will be answered by Jessica herself. ************************************************************* Robert, i enjoyed your message, especially the story about sonia. i imagined myself to be her, tied to the bed, while you whipped my pussy and ass before fucking me. i now prepare to write the story you have required of me. I take off all of my clothes and to really get me in the mood, i get my round hairbrush and shove it up my ass until the bristles tickle my hole. i now have to kneel in my chair, which lets me keep wiggling the brush with my feet while i write. It's very distracting and so i keep making mistakes in my typing. i go back and fix them all because i want everything you get from me to be perfect. i want you to be my master and so i want to impress you thoroughly. i drive to the hotel you have instructed me to. I am wearing what you told me - black, thigh high stockings, black patent leather heel that are so high i cannot walk properly, a short, swingy style miniskirt that twirls out when i spin around, and a fuzzy pink sweater that feels soft against my naked breasts. i can feel me ass cheeks against the cloth of the car seat because my thong panty leaves my cheeks exposed. The cloth feels scratchy on my rear, especially in contrast to the softness caressing my tits. It is all i can do to keep myself from touching my pussy. i love to masturbate while i am driving anyway, especially if i can get a trucker to notice, but you have warned me that my pussy will get plenty of wear tonight and i don't want to get it any more sore than it will be in eight hours. eight hours i think again to myself. i hope the sessions you have had with me will prepare me for this ordeal. i am frightened, but will do anything to please you. i enter the hotel and tell the receptionist who i am. She looks on her computer screen and tells me the room number. i can tell by the way she talks to me that she knows i am the slut for the evening. Her sneer of contempt does nothing to ease my anxieties as i walk to the room and knock on the door. i see someone looking out the peep hole and ask my name. When i tell them he yells something to the others in the room about the party about to be starting and opens the door for me. I enter and survey the scene. There are about fifteen men standing around, most with drinks in their hands and a few women as well - maybe five or so. I remember thinking that it was weird to have women at a stag party, but then quickly remember that i am not in a position to judge. i wish i could have a drink to help ease the tension, but no one offers, and i don't dare ask. One of the women looks familiar, but i can't quite place her. i only hope she is not one of my student's mothers or something, because i don't want my condition of servitude to get back to the school board. i like my day job. The familiar woman turns up the music and taunts, "Let's see the bitch strip. I want to know if she's all that I've heard about." A few men lift me onto the platform that was provided in the room and while they do, they take the chance to grab at my boobs and ass. i do my best to do a seductive strip tease, but i have never done anything like this and fear it may not be too good. I decide to start with the skirt and fumble with the zipper in the back. A few people (women's voices i think) let out some comments that indicate i am not doing a great job. i finally kick the skirt off and clumsily pull the sweater over my head. "At least her tits are quality" i hear someone shout. Unfortunately, the sweater gets caught in my hair clip and i am trapped with the sweater covering my face, and my arms above my head. After a few seconds, the "audience" realizes i am helpless and uses the opportunity to pull at my nipples and pinch my ass. Hard. Finally, i untangle my self. i roll down my stockings, one at a time, and take them off along with my shoes. My feet feel wonderful getting out of those shoes. Now, i am left with just my panties, which i admit are well on their way to damp. I get into the rhythm of the music and turn around, bend over, and slowly pull them down over my thighs. A few whistles encourage me further and i spin the parties over my head and toss them to a tall gentleman. i dance to the music a little longer and people's enthusiasm helps me to loosen up. i begin to touch my pussy and rub my nipples for show. i am surprised at how wet i am because i was sure my nervousness would have caused me to "dry up." After a few more minutes, some of the other women join me and, caught up in the excitement, also start to do a little strip tease act. Soon, four of the women are naked along with me up on the platform. Everyone except that woman who looked familiar -- she keeps giving me dirty looks. By now the men are pretty hot and some have started to rub their crotches in anticipation. The best man decides that it's time for the real action to begin and climbs up on the stage. He grabs my shoulders roughly and whispers in my ear. "Now we'll see just what happens to slutty little teases." My nerves come right back, but i let him guide me to the hor d'euve table. It has been cleared of snacks by now and he commands me to sit on the table. He quiets the group down and makes a little speech. "As you now, our friend, Josh, is getting married this weekend. Well, Josh has led a pretty sheltered life when it comes to women and I arranged this get together to allow him to be educated." Everyone laughs at the thought of ladies man Josh leading a "sheltered life." The best man continued. "This woman has been brought in to help with the groom's education, so let the class begin." A cheer went up and Josh was pushed to the front of the group. The best man starts to lecture in a phony professor type voice. "First, let start with basic anatomy. This woman is built like your bride to be, except that of course, the bride is not a whore. These are called tits." With this, he grabbed my breasts and squeezed tightly. "At the tip of each tit is a sensitive part called the nipple. Usually, these are sensitive on a woman, but this bitch needs to be taught some sensitivity." He reached into a little black bag an came up with two clamps - the kind that you can use to hold a lot of papers together. He placed them on my nipples and my eyes watered with the pain. Now, as your wife gets older, you will notice that these mammary gland will start to droop, thus limiting their sexual appeal. Here's a way to treat that particular problem." He then took a long piece of medium sized rope and wrapped around each of my breast several times, distorting them grotesquely. It made the nipples pop out even more and the pain was intensified. "Now, I'll move on to the lower portions of the anatomy. Ladies, could I have some help. Hold this cunt's legs wide open for me. Further, no even further. Keep her arms still too." A few of the naked women grabbed my ankles and pulled my legs apart until it felt like they would just rip right off. "This is the pussy," he said. He used his fingers to hold open wide my lips and proceeded with the demonstration. "This bit here is the clit and it is powerful. If your wife has behaved well, you might reward her by sucking gently on it because it is very sensitive. However, this bitch does not deserve a reward; she must be punished and the clit is great for this as well. Would any of you married men like to demonstrate for Josh how you use your wife's clit to punish her." Several men quickly volunteered. One used his bare hand to slap my wide open pussy. Another man pinched my clit like it was a bug to be squashed. Another man bit my clit and while he was down ther, took th opportunity to shove his thumb into my asshole. "Ah, now they'll be plenty of time for that later" said the best man. "Josh, would you like to practice any of these techniques?" Josh looked only too happy to comply and proceeded to give me about ten minutes of clit torture. When he had "practiced" thoroughly, the best man put a clothespin on the clit, "to keep it warm." Then he continued his lecture. "This hole here is were her piss will come out. We'll come back to that later. This huge hole right below it will be smaller on your wife. It's the cunt hole and, as you probably know, it's the main hole for fucking. Lets demonstrate." He took his cock out of his pants, and it was huge. He had the women lean me back and rested the tip of his cock against my opening. After making me wait a few seconds. he slammed into me with all his force. I yelped out in pain, but it felt delicious. While he rammed into me, he motioned for the women to play with my tits and clit, which they were only too happy to do. With all of those hands all over me, i felt like i was going to cum, but he pulled out right when i was getting close. My moans had distracted him, he said, and i must be silenced. He asked one of the men to fill my mouth with his cock. For the next hour, the men took turns, alternating between my mouth and my pussy. It seemed like every time i got close to cumming, a switch was organized. The women kept touching my breasts and clit. They had removed the clamps and replaced them with their pinches and teeth. One woman was particularly rough, and when i got a chance to put my head up, i noticed it was the familiar one. The men were also rubbing the bodies of the other women, grabbing breasts, pussies and asses, but the best man told them to save their juice for the whore (me). The best man told them to try not to cum because he was not through with the lesson. One or two did anyway, and their juices ran down my thighs and all over my ass. One man came in my mouth and sprayed his cum on my face and in my eyes and hair. i had to keep my eyes shut to prevent them from stinging. After all of the men had their turn, the best man said it was time to continue. He had me stand up. My legs felt weird after having been pulled apart for so long, and the men's juices ran down my legs. He forced me to bend over the table, but did allow me to rest my head on a pillow. He kicked at my feet and ankles until they were again spread wide. "Now," he said, "this is the asshole. Many men actually prefer banging a woman here, because the whole is much tighter. Usually you will need extra lubricant, because the asshole doesn't produce any. Now you know what normally comes out of an asshole, and we don't know where this whore has been, so we're going to make sure she's clean before we proceed with the demonstration." He handed a 2 quart enema bag to one of the women and told her to fill it with warm water. While she was doing that, he lubricated the nozzle and worked it into my asshole. He pulled it out several time so that others could practice inserting it. When the woman came back, he attached the bag, and had someone stand on the table and hold the bag up high. On his signal, the water was released form the bag and i felt the warmth begin to fill my rear end. I couldn't believe how much water there was. My stomach distended out from the amount. He told me that any water that couldn't fit I would drink out of the nozzle, so i was very relieved when the bag emptied into my bowels completely. I had to release it right away, but they wouldn't let me. I begged to be allowed to go to the ladies's room, but to no avail. Finally, a bucket was brought out. I had to do this in front of the whole group? I was so humiliated, but the pressure was incredible, so i reluctantly nodded my head yes. "On top of the table, so everyone gets a good look, please" the best man said. they helped me up and i almost let go right then. I squatted over the bucket and pushed. Several people pinched and grabbed my breasts while i was doing my thing, but it felt so good to be empty, that i didn't care. "Now we are ready to demonstrate the ass-fuck" said the best man. He put some K-Y on his finger and prodded me open. He worked in a few more fingers and then invited a few men to stick me with their dicks. Then, the groom spoke. "What happens if she is fucked in both places at once?" he asked. "That is an excellent question and we should try it." He laid down on a mat on the floor and had some of the men hold me and i sat down onto him, his cock up my ass. He grabbed my breasts and pulled me to a prone position and some men spread my legs while another man plunged into my cunt. I had never been "occupied" in both openings before and it was a sensation like i had never experienced. Then the familiar woman spoke up. "This twat is married to the man that I am sleeping with and i deserve the man much more than this whore! Finally, I have my chance to show her what a better woman I am. Bitch, you will taste what a real woman tastes like!" Now i knew why she looked familiar. She was in my husband's office carpool. The pain that tore through my heart was greater than any they had inflicted on me tonight. I didn't have time to think about it too mush though, because she sat on my face, smothering me with her cunt. "Suck my clit!" she screamed. "Use your tongue to fuck my like your husband uses his cock!" i ate her pussy as best i could - you see i had never been with a woman before. Now i had two cocks in me and a pussy in my mouth. I guess i was pretty good at it though because she was soon cumming all over my face and shaking and wiggling to boot. "Lap up my twat cheese, whore!" she said and i obeyed. After recovering from her orgasm, she stood up and had all of the other woman take her place in turn. For the rest of the next two hours, while the men fucked me up the ass and cunt, and the women used my mouth and tongue, she made herself useful by slapping, pinching and using her long fingernails on any part of me she could get at. Some of the men waited their turn by jerking off onto me. I was so full of come that it was all over my body, in my hair and on the floor around me. When everyone had their fill of orgasms, they pulled out of me and ordered me to start cleaning up. I looked at them, confused. I was made to lick up all the come off the floor and off all of the men and women. They especially liked making me lick their assholes clean. The night was coming to a close. I only had one hour left, and thank god. the best man announced that it was time to continue his demonstration of my piss hole as he had promised. I admit that after seven hours, i had to go pretty badly, but i had the feeling this is not what they had in mind. He reached into his bag and pulled out a leather cat o' nine tails. "Bend over cum receptacle!" he commanded. "Pull your ass cheeks apart! Now!" Again, i obeyed. He smacked me with the toy so hard that i screamed, but did not dare move. While he continued to beat my ass and thighs, other pulled more toys out of the bag. A paddle, a hairbrush, a riding crop. I cried salty tears and begged for mercy, but to no avail. They beat my ass, my breasts, my inner thighs, and my pussy until i lost all self control and released my bladder. Because i was so bent over, some of my own piss ended up on my face. Then they beat me some more for rudely soiling myself. "When her ass was beet red and covered with welts, that was the best time to fuck a woman," the best man said. The groom only was allowed that special privilege of ramming his cock into my burning red ass. He came in seconds, and the come made my ass even hotter. Finally, my torture was ended. The group wrapped me in a sheet and left me there in the room alone. I cried to myself until you arrived. You helped me pick up my clothes and carry me to the car. I cannot stand on my own. "That's ok," you say. "You're not going to need to stand for me to do what I want to do to you." I realize only then that you are hornier than ever at seeing me like this and that my long night just got longer. *********************************************** Hope my story is worthy of your reading. waiting, naked, spread, and dripping, jessica