Date: Sun, 22 Oct 2006 20:19:34 -0700 (PDT)
From: Amy Hart <amyhartdom@yahoo.com>
Subject: Cynthia's submission

Just the word sends a spasm to Cynthia Moore's cunt.  At only 19 years
old, she was an unused submissive, just waiting to be taken down a
journey of humiliation and degradation.

But she didn't fully realize that when she first met David Abraxas, a
handsome 34-year-old stockbroker.  They met in Southwest Ohio, near
Cincinnati but not in the city.  Cynthia, who had yet to realize her real
destiny in life was taken with David and their dates quickly blossomed
into a full-blown and lovely romance.  Cynthia, although not a virgin,
was inexperienced sexually and David began screwing her regularly and she
got more and more into it as the months went along.

Cynthia was a world-class cutie, 5'3" tall, 115 pounds and shoulder
length brown hair and hazel eyes and a face that reminded others of
Shania Twain. Her modest 33b-22-32 figure was also cute and David thought
her bubble butt bottom was her very best feature, even better than her
pretty face.

For his part, David knew what Cynthia was.  He knew he could make her a
fucktoy, get her to do whatever he wanted.    But Cynthia had no idea of
the cesspool of depravity David was going to bring to her life.  David
was indeed a pervert and had a very warped view of how Cynthia should
spend the rest of her days.  But he didn't let on a bit of it during
their courtship.

And when he proposed late on a Saturday evening near the river, she was
overjoyed; Cynthia thought she had met her Sir Galahad, instead she had
met her Dr. Frankenstein who would turn her into one of the great sluts
of world history.  The wedding was a relatively small affair and they
left on their honeymoon right after the wedding.  One of the odd things
Cynthia noted about the wedding was that David's former wife, Dee
Abraxas, had been in attendance.  Cynthia had not fully understood why
David would divorce Dee, who was 26 and, Cynthia had to grudgingly agree
a very, very sexy girl.  As opposed to Cynthia's modest proportions, Dee
was a voluptuous 36C-23-36, arranged very neatly on her 5'8" frame.  To
top it off, Dee had long brown hair and was a double for Sophia Loren in
her younger days.  Cynthia had to acknowledge that Dee was a fabulous
looking woman, very pretty and stacked with a body to respect and
admire.  Well, Cynthia thought, once we get back from the honeymoon, I'm
sure I'll never have to see Dee again.  Cynthia couldn't have been more
wrong, but that was to come later, when her submission was in full swing.

And David had arranged a fun-packed honeymoon vacation in Las Vegas.
Upon their arrival, Cynthia was taken with Las Vegas, she absolutely
loved it, from the people mover at the airport to the roller coaster in
front of New York, New York, their honeymoon hotel.  Cynthia was taken
with the faux New York skyline at the strip hotel.  They arrived late on
their wedding night and went straight to their room.  Cynthia thought
David seemed really horny and she was anxious to please him.

"Ok honey, I really want to control things tonight so I'm going to
handcuff you to the bed," David began awkwardly.  "But don't worry, I
won't let anything bad happen to you."

Nevertheless, Cynthia was taken aback and asked why.

"Well, this will be the first lovemaking during our married life and I
want to control every part of you, I'm sure you will love it," David
said.

Cynthia, however, wasn't sure, but, surprisingly, she felt herself
getting wet and then when the deed was done and she was naked and
securely cuffed to the four posters of the bed, she couldn't believe how
sopping wet her pussy had become.  She was looking forward to the
delights David had in store for her.  She had particularly come to hope
he would eat her pussy and hoped he would do that for her as she was
secured to the hotel bed.  She hoped he was a wonderful performer of
cunnilingus and she had carefully studied such techniques to help him
better eat her pussy.  By now, she considered herself an expert in this
particular sexual art, but she had never experienced it and of course
never practiced it.  Oh yes, she thought, I hope this is quite a night
and David eats me to a half dozen climaxes.

But, suddenly, her view of the evening was shattered.  Without so much as
an "I'm leaving", David turned on his heel, opened the hotel room door
and walked out.

Cynthia was devastated.  Her high hopes for the evening's sex fun seemed
to have disappeared.  And now she was left alone in the hotel room with
all sorts of anxious thoughts.

Why would David suddenly leave?  And what was going to happen next?  What
if room service came in and found her this way?  What if David never came
back?  Her mind was really all over the place trying to identify the
possibilities and what her fate would be.  She wouldn't have long to
wait.

In fact, it was only half an hour and she heard the door opening, even
though she couldn't see who was entering.   Shortly, David's face moved
into her view, blocking anything else from her eyes and she smiled and
began to babble about how glad she was to see him. David, however, cut
off her ramblings by covering her mouth with his hand.

"No need to talk dear Cynthia, you see I have quite an evening planned
for you, but it may not be what you had in mind," he said and laughed
evilly.  "But, then again, with what I have learned about your
submissive nature, you might like it.  A lot.  For you are going to be
this evening's entertainment and I have brought a few new friends for
you to entertain."

Entertain?  Cynthia's mind reeled, what did David have in mind.  Here
she was planning on an evening of sex with her new husband and now she
was going to entertain his friends.  Cynthia could barely comprehend the
implications.

With that, David waved his hand, stepped aside and allowed Cynthia to see
six women standing around the bed.  It looked a little like a United
Nations convention, two were black, two were Asian, one Mexican and a
white women.  Their body types ranged from obese (one of the black women)
to stunning (the Mexican woman was gorgeous with a Barbie-doll-like
figure and a beautiful face).

Without further comment, the obese black woman turned to David and asked,
"So you said anything we want, is that right?"

David just nodded and then took a seat in a chair near the bed where he
could watch everything.  And watch he did indeed, he had dreamed of this
moment from his first meeting with Cynthia.  He knew deep in his heart
that this was what she really wanted and, more importantly, what he and
Dee wanted.  For this was part of his plan with Dee.  Their marriage had
been one of convenience, allowing David to show his superiors at work
that he was married and stable.  While David loved women, he really had
little interest in sex with them, what really turned him on was to see a
woman or women dominated by other women, he loved to sit and jackoff his
big fat penis while viewing lesbian domination videos or, even better,
watching it in person.  And he was a perfect match for Dee.  For while
Dee could enjoy a cock now and then, her true mission in life was to
dominate, degrade, humiliate and debase women who craved, or abhorred,
that kind of domination.

Dee and David married and began to pursue their joint passion with David
helping Dee procure willing and some unwilling victims for her to
dominate.  She shared her depraved sessions with David, allowing him in
some cases to view them live and in other situations videotaping them for
his review at a later date.

After David had been married long enough to Dee to allow him to prove his
stability to his employer, they decided to divorce, but not to end their
partnership.  They devised a wicked plan to have David find a young,
submissive slut, marry her and then work with Dee to bend the new slut to
their joint will.  It was only a few months later that David met and
began to romance Cynthia.

Cynthia, David had thought, was the perfect sub for his fantasies and
Dee's reality.  And now he had her where he wanted her and would find
out if she could be the girl of his dreams or not.

The obese black woman looked over at David, who by now was seated with
his pants around his ankles and his huge cock in his hand, slowly jacking
himself off, and asked again, "So you say we can do anything to her or
with her that we want?"

David just nodded.

At the direction of the fat black woman, the Mexican beauty grabbed
Dee's hair and pulled it back.  One of the Asian ladies was directed to
pull Cynthia's mouth open and to pinch her nose.  Thus properly
restrained, the ladies were ready for the evening's first event.

"This fucking piece of shit cunt is going to have to get ready for
taking all of our bodily fluids and waste so let's start by giving her a
little of our saliva, some spit from our lovely mouths," the fat black
gal said.  It was obvious she was becoming a leader in the plans for
degrading the hapless Cynthia.

The black woman then leaned over Cynthia's open mouth and deposited a
large helping of spit in poor Cynthia's open mouth.

For her part, Cynthia was horrified as this scene began and, yet, as the
first of the woman's spit entered her mouth, she again felt her pussy
getting wet, very wet.  My god, she thought, this is turning me on.

Cynthia took the black woman's saliva into her gaping mouth and knew
that there was no use fighting it, she was going to swallow this foul
liquid.  Something snapped in her mind and she decided to join in the fun
and participate in this abuse of her.  Without thinking much, she began
to roll the spit around in her open mouth, allowing all of the ladies to
see her swishing the spit in her mouth and then she suddenly swallowed it
and stuck out her tongue to show all she had swallowed it without begin
asked.

And her pussy continued to froth.  Gawd, she thought, I am becoming a
real pervert, a weirdo; and I like it.

David just continued to jack himself off, thinking what a good choice he
had made in selecting Cynthia, who he felt was rapidly becoming a
stinking piece of shit cunt who would gladly give service to any and all
women.

The black woman noticed that as Cynthia stuck her tongue out to show them
all that she had consumed the spit, that the slut's tongue was a real
work of art.

"Holy shit," the black woman bellowed, "that fucking tongue must be
long enough to touch her nose.  Do it slut, touch your fucking nose with
that piece of shit tongue."

And Cynthia, who knew about her special talent in this area, slowly
rolled out her lingual muscle and tapped the top of her nose with it.
There was an audible gasp from the women and David, who had never tapped
this feature of his new bride, but knew that this capability would make
her even more sought after.

The black woman told the other ladies that they would all be able to take
advantage of that special tongue shortly when "you sit on her fucking
piece of shit face.  Oh yeah, that tongue is going up your pussies and
shit holes ladies."

Pussies and shit holes, Cynthia shrieked in her mind, she had been
prepared  for some abuse but she had not realized that she'd become a
facial fucktoy for all of these women's private and nether parts.  But,
again, her pussy betrayed her shock and deep in her mind, she knew that
she was going to gladly provide these services.

But first, they had to finish spitting in Cynthia's mouth.  And the
black woman had noticed that Cynthia was a little too eager to get that
spit in her mouth so she made her beg for it. Each of them, in turn,
deposited their spit loads after Cynthia had begged and Cynthia dutifully
swallowed all of it.

"Ok, who's first to get this slut's tongue, that big fucking tongue,
in their holes," the black woman announced,  "well, hell's bells, it
might as well be me."

The ebony colored woman quickly stripped off her dress and was not
wearing any underwear, no bra, no panties, no nylons or pantyhose.  She
was ready for sex and she clambered up on the hotel room bed and in short
order her crotch was poised over Cynthia's face.

Cynthia looked up and saw the gash of the black woman poised over her
face.  The thick-lipped cunt was already frothing with cunt juice and she
could also see the black woman's anus blinking, but unseeing, readying
itself for that devilish tongue.  And amazingly again, Cynthia felt her
mouth begin to water at the fleshy feast that was poised just above her
face.  The drool began to well up in her mouth as the black lady's
crotch was lowered to her waiting mouth.

The snatch that smacked into her face was really a giant cunt, it felt
like the gaping pussy was swallowing her head, but Cynthia was determined
to service it.  Cynthia could not see at that moment, but she was eager
to begin her first pussy loving. Although Cynthia had sampled her own
pussy juices, she wanted to taste another's juices and she did. The
taste of the black woman was different than her own, somewhat sweet pussy
juice.  This was like eating tuna raw from a can.  The musky smell and
taste was overwhelming, not at all like she had expected, but she found
that she was drawn to it and she scooped her tongue deeply into the black
woman's vagina. She soon was hooked on the taste and was lapping up the
black woman's juice like a pro gash eater.  The black domme was
thoroughly enjoying the combination of control she was exercising and the
sexual loving Cynthia was providing.  Her orgasm, she realized couldn't
be far off and she vaguely realized that the cunt underneath her twat was
shaking like she was about to come, even though nothing had touched
Cynthia's private parts.  The black woman knew that she couldn't allow
Cynthia to orgasm, lest she lose some of the enthusiasm she was showing
for her new role as a sex slave.
The black woman knew she had to do something quickly and she snapped at
one of the Asian ladies that they should punch Cynthia's cunt before the
twat lapper could come.  The Asian woman didn't hesitate a moment as she
had experience with the black woman of breaking in new sluts.  She balled
her hand into a fist and smashed it down into Cynthia's cunt, not so
much to cause pain for pain's sake as to cause Cynthia to break her move
toward an orgasm.  And the punch worked.  Cynthia felt her orgasm
breaking off and she was about to remove her mouth from the hot black
cunt that was plastered to it, but the black domme was a step ahead of
her and had grabbed her nipple and was twisting it.
"Don't you dare back off of eating my pussy," she said.  "Keep eating
or I'll tear off your fucking nipple."
The harsh move worked and Cynthia continued eating the pussy on her
face.  The black woman groaned in bliss as Cynthia swabbed her tongue all
over her sex and nipped at her clit and pussy lips.  The black woman
groaned and moaned as the new sex slave was initiated into the special
world of pussy worship. When Cynthia's head fell back and her tongue gave
out, the black woman unceremoniously rolled off her slave and took a
minute to calm down. When she had caught her breath, she announced that
the slut mouth of Cynthia was "open for business."
"This slut can really eat pussy, girls, give her a full meal of hot
cunt," the black woman yelled out to the others.
The next domme up was the Mexican woman, who moved her face close to
Cynthia's and told her that she obviously knew how to eat pussy, but
that now she was going to get a chance to eat shit hole.
"I hope you like it as much as you obviously like cunt," the Mexican
said.
The woman told Cynthia to stick out her tongue and that she was going to
impale her anus on the fleshy stick.  Shortly, Cynthia's tongue was
buried far up the Mexican's shitter and she was tasting some really foul
contaminants, but again her pussy was betraying her disgust and she
continued to orally stroke the hot hole that had captured her tongue.
 Soon, the Mexican was getting off on just the anal stimulation,
shuddering to an orgasm with Cynthia's tongue flailing away inside her
shit hole.
All of the other women used Cynthia as well, until her tongue could
barely move and her face was covered with their cunt and ass juices.
Each of the women had come and Cynthia had noticed a video camera being
passed around the room, indicating to her that her domination was going
to be shown to someone else, but who?
After her perverted dining experience, the women took Cynthia off the bed
and got her on all fours, placed a collar around her neck and attached a
leash to it.
Her principal tormentor, the black woman, took the leash and walked
Cynthia around to all of the now sated women, making her lick each
luscious bottom.  Cynthia found that she liked licking each of these
shitholes as much as the first one she had tasted and she was forced to
face a new truth about herself.  She liked shithole, she liked licking
the terminal end of women's digestive tracts.  She shuddered with the
acknowledgement, with the perversity of it all.
The Mexican was really into Cynthia licking her shithole and announced to
the gathered group that she felt like her bean burrito from lunch was
going to make its presence known.
"Stand by for a Mexican fart," she said.
And with no further waiting, the Mexican cut a juicy fart, loudly and
sloppily into Cynthia's probing mouth.
"Now thank me you fucking piece of shit," the Mexican yelled at
Cynthia.
Cynthia bowed her head and humbly thanked the Mexican for letting loose a
sloppy fart into her hungry mouth.  A week earlier, Cynthia would have
been revolted at her behavior, but now, she was truly grateful that the
Mexican was helping to show her what a worthless piece of shit she was
and would remain for the rest of her life.  But for tonight, the women
were hardly done with Cynthia.  Another of the women let loose with a
fart into her mouth and had her repeat the thank you ritual.
She heard the black woman's voice ring out again, telling one of the
other dommes to bring her over to where she was standing in front of a
couch.  The black woman told her to get her face in front of her pussy as
she was going to make Cynthia a toilet.
"Open up your pie hole honey, I'm going to urinate in your mouth and
don't spill a drop you piece of shit," the black woman said.
Cynthia hustled to place her mouth over the black woman's hole and was
not surprised as the urine began to flow.  Cynthia, for all her
eagerness, could hardly believe what she was doing; serving as a urinal
for the dominant black woman.  Her descent into this depraved world had
happened so quickly that she hadn't yet had time to think about what, if
any, limits she might have.  She was afraid she would have none, that she
was simply so submissive that she'd do anything her controllers
commanded.  The piss began to flow into Cynthia's mouth, and the black
woman would stop as the lowly cunt's mouth filled and allow her to
swallow.
As Cynthia's mouth filled again and again, the blak woman laughed,
telling Cynthia what a good porta-potty she was.
"Yeah, and I'll be using you regularly when you are in Las Vegas cunt,
you are going to be my toilet whenever you are in town."
Finally, the party began to wind down and Cynthia finally noticed that
her husband had jacked off until he came and was sitting in the chair
with his sperm all over his dick and stomach.
"Tell the girls thanks Cynthia and kiss their feet as they leave."
After the girls were gone, Cynthia and David sat and talked.  Or David
mostly talked, telling Cynthia what her future was going to be like.
"We are going to take you down a road of lesbian slave humiliation and
degradation.  You are not going to be able to refuse any woman's sexual
request when we are done with you and we'll make you into a true cunt
worshipper, it will become your religion."
Cynthia was still reeling from the evening's depravity and she couldn't
respond, but she did wonder what he meant by "we."  When she asked him,
she learned of his plans with Dee and how Cynthia was to become Dee's
slut as well.
I don't think so Cynthia thought, but she could again feel her cunt
getting soaked.