Date: Sat, 2 Oct 2010 13:47:14 -0500
From: Your old friend Tappy <tappymcwidestance@gmail.com>
Subject: The Fuckerware Party - Chapter 11

The Fuckerware Party - Chapter 11
By Tappy McWidestance

As I anticipated as soon I lay down in Ronda's bed I was out like a
light. I had found my maid's outfit but left it on the end of the bed
instead of getting dressed. I wanted her to find me naked in her bed and
either make good on her threat to punish me or to make love to me. Either
way would be good for me. I woke about 2.5 hours later. I was shocked when
I saw the time. I got up and walked around the apartment. Ronda was nowhere
to be found, although she had left a note for me on the table.

"My Dearest Tina," the note began. "Obviously you did not follow my
instructions. Your punishment is you are not going to get what you so
obviously crave. I've got better things to do than waste my time with a sub
who can't follow my orders. Run home to hubby."

I was in tears reading her note. This isn't what I wanted at all. I got
dressed and headed down to the garage but Ronda wasn't there either. One of
the mechanics told me she had seemed upset and left without saying where
she was going. I was devastated. Had I screwed up our relationship for good
or was this just another power game she was playing? I tried calling her
cell phone but she didn't answer. I did leave an apologetic message, but
then I headed home. I didn't hear from her Thursday and then I didn't hear
from her Friday. I was starting to get worried she was gone for good.

But Friday also brought a new opportunity. Friday night the mistresses had
decreed to be a group party night. We had not had one for a while and the
sense of anticipation in the office was palatable. Both Mistress Sharon and
Mistress Linda had told us we were going to a minor league baseball game,
but other than that, we didn't know what was going to happen. They had been
especially tight lipped during our office sessions the last two days. I'd
cleared with Jim that we had a company outing and not to expect me home
early. All of the mistresses and slaves were supposed to be coming so I
wondered if Judy would be given an exception to keep Jim from questioning
our activities.

At 4pm Mistress Linda told me to head downstairs to Mistress Sharon's
office. I gleefully turned off my PC. I doubt any of us had been getting
much work done that afternoon anyway so I rushed downstairs. Toni was not
at her desk. I walked down the hall and knocked on my mistress' door. I
heard her call me in. I could see Toni's legs under Mistress Sharon's
desk. I was a little jealous, but I had no doubt that I would be servicing
our mistresses soon enough.

I waited as Toni completed her task. Mistress did not have an earth
shattering climax, but she seemed pleased. She then told both of us to
strip while she told us of the plan for the evening. As she talked I could
feel my pussy getting wet. Mistress Sharon opened her desk drawer and
pulled out two of my favorite toy. She had two of Mistress Suzy's infamous
remote vibration panties. Mistress Sharon had grabbed two of the good sized
butt plugs, a generous vaginal dildo and of course the clit vibrating
attachments and placed them on the table. She seemed to enjoy watching the
expressions on our faces as we willingly secured the diabolical devices to
our overheating bodies. Mistress Sharon said all of the slaves would be
similarly accessorized tonight and I knew we were in for a group tease of
epic proportions.

The plan was simple. We were all going to the baseball game. Each mistress
would keep one of the remotes in her purse and could change the settings
for everyone at the same time. The contest was for the slaves to hold back
from cumming as long as possible. After the game, everyone was heading over
to Suzy's house for an orgy. The first girl to cum would be low girl on the
totem pole. She would have to service all the other slaves. The second
slave to cum would have to service everyone but the first girl and so
on. The slave who held out the longest would only have to serve the
mistresses and if she didn't cum at all, then she could spank the other
slaves and would be given immunity to servicing the mistresses if she
wanted. I said if I won my mistress didn't have to worry. I'd always choose
to service her.

Mistress Sharon tested her remote. Instantly both Toni and I jumped as our
panties came to life. She then had us dress in matching baseball uniform
shirts and tight black shorts. The shorts hugged my ass and insured the
vibrators would be held fast. The panties were set to low and we walked out
to Sharon's convertible. Toni and I both got in the cramped back seat while
Mistress Sharon drove. It felt weird to have her chauffeuring us through
town. I was expecting to head straight to the ballpark but instead we went
to a park with a nature trail.

"Don't tell your sister slaves, but I want to help you two win," she said.

She had us get out of the car. She then cuffed our hands in front of us to
"set the mood." She was kind enough to give us each a windbreaker to put
between our wrists to hide the cuffs. She then turned the remote up to
half...

"I want you to walk the trail. It's about a mile and a half. I'll turn the
panties up to medium. If you can cum before you get back, it will be our
little secret. Off you go."

I looked at Toni. She was already feeling the effects of the triple
erogenous teasing. I wasn't sure if I could cum on the medium setting. I
knew I would be totally aroused by a brisk 15 minute walk with my hands
tied and clit being teased, but I was afraid a public orgasm might not
happen. Still, time was wasting so we headed out.

I guess Friday night was a popular one in the park. There were people
everywhere. We had to be careful to hide our cuffs and the embarrassment
proved arousing. The quicker we walked, the more insistent the panty's
vibrations became. Although we were in a crowd, I didn't sense anybody was
particularly watching us. If we had any kind of cover I would have
suggested to Toni that we hump each other's legs and get off, but there was
not any good hiding places on the trail. As we were walking I felt my cell
phone buzz in my front pocket. Somebody had just sent me a text
message. With Toni's help, I was able to hide the handcuffs while I
contorted my wrists enough to grab my phone. I assumed it was Mistress
Sharon sending us some task to complete in the park. Toni was looking over
my shoulder as I lifted up my phone. I could see on the display the number
was Ronda's.

"It's from my husband," I lied as I shielded the screen from her view. The
message was short and to the point as Ronda tended to be. "We need to
talk."

I quickly deleted the message. Having one mistress discover messages from
another would not be good for anybody. I chuckled as if Jim had sent me
something witty and shoved the phone back in my pocket. Suddenly the
vibrations in my holes and on my clit didn't seem as insistent as I began
to worry about Ronda. Of course that concern didn't last as the panties
worked their magic.

In the end we returned to the car panting in need, but as was usually the
case, unfulfilled. Mistress Sharon mocked us for not cumming saying that
wasn't going to help our chances. We both knew our unsatisfied walk was
part of the plan, but that didn't make us feel any better.

We both got in the back seat again. This time Mistress Sharon secured our
hand behind our back using the car's LATCH system. I bet the designers of
car seats didn't plan on their hooks being used for that purpose. Once we
were secured Mistress Sharon took the liberty of unbuttoning the tops of
our jerseys to maximize the amount of cleavage we could show. She also
turned the panties up to high. Now that was what I really wanted.

"I expect you both to cum before we get to the baseball field. However,
we're still going to have a little contest. Whoever lasts longer will be
serviced by the loser Monday morning. Deal?"

We both readily agreed. I didn't particularly care if I lost. It was a
pleasure to service Toni. I was pretty sure she felt the same way about
me. Sharon drove us to the ballpark. Both Toni and I were on display in the
backseat and quickly reaching the zenith of explosive climaxes.

Toni was the first to go over the edge. We hit a bump as Sharon pulled her
convertible into the gravel parking lot of the baseball stadium. As the
rear axle bounced, we both rebounded off the seatbelt and wrist restraints
forcing the vibrators deeper into our holes. Having been on the edge of
release for the last several miles, this extra sensation was the last straw
for Toni. She attempted to hide the pleasure surging through her body as
other patrons walked past the car toward the gate. Her face was a dead
giveaway to the pleasure she was experiencing and that was enough to
trigger my own orgasm. Mine wasn't as strong as hers, but it was obvious to
Sharon that I too had cum. Quickly thereafter the panties shut off.

I suppose it looked very strange that the driver of the sports convertible
had to lean over into the backseat to fiddle with something behind her
passengers as Sharon unlocked our cuffs. Both Toni and I brought our hands
to our laps to rub our wrists. We then climbed out of the back seat. I
can't speak for Toni, but I assume her erogenous zones were as sensitive as
mine at that moment. Even with the panties off, the movement of the various
apparatus contained within was maddening. After we exited the car Sharon
put the top back up and we walked toward the stadium. We were the last from
the group to arrive. All of the slaves looked stressed. I couldn't tell if
they had been given the release Toni and I had just enjoyed.

Everyone from the group was there, including Judy. I guess she hadn't been
given the night off to fuck my husband. We had a block of seats in four
rows. Each mistress sat with her slaves. Mistress Linda along with my
co-workers Becky, Molly and Cathy were in the first row of our
section. Lisette and Jill joined Mistress Suzy in the next row. Mistress
Sharon, Toni and I were next and finally Mistress Faith, Judy and Helen
were behind us. I never heard how our positions were decided or if it was
just random.

We were all chatting and drinking beer until the game started. When the
first pitch was thrown, the panties turned on. I could tell the slaves
sitting in front of me flinched at the same time I did so true to Mistress
Sharon's promise, everybody must have been being controlled by the same
remote. I saw Mistresses Linda and Suzy whisper something in their charges'
ears. Mistress Sharon soon informed us that a bathroom break would happen
after the fourth inning and we would be going amass to be sure nobody
sought relief before then. It was also decided that the orgasm competition
would be a team event. Instead of ranking the slaves individually for who
could hold out the longest, whichever team came last would be declared the
victor. Suddenly our mistress allowing us to cum in the parking lot looked
shrewd indeed.

I almost protested that Mistress Linda had a team of three, but in my
experience Molly was always a quick cummer when a vibrator was involved so
she really wasn't that much of benefit to them. True to form, she came in
the bottom of the second inning and was the first out of the
competition. In fact, she was also the second one to cum just before our
bathroom break. I was thankful when the fourth inning ended. Beer always
went right through me and I had to go.

I fully expected our mistresses to have some kind of kinky adventure
waiting for us in the bathroom, but other than the challenge of getting the
panties off and then reinserting the vibes without fucking ourselves
senseless, the process was straight forward. All of the vibes were off for
the duration of the field trip to the washroom and nobody made embarrassing
comments in front of the other women in the bathroom.

Leaving the washroom it was decided we should all take a stroll around the
park. This was obviously meant to tease us all and the setting of our
panties to medium fueled this suspicion. Becky and Lisette were the next to
cum. Lisette in particular had to stop and hold onto one of the stadium's
support beams for balance. She was so cute when she came. I almost felt
sorry for her trying to act normal as an orgasm ripped through her in full
view of hundreds of screaming baseball fans. Cathy was now the long holdout
from Mistress Linda's team and she must have been feeling the pressure. I
felt good about our chances. Toni seemed to be enjoying herself, but in
control. Jill would be a challenge as she could always take a lot of
teasing. I didn't know much about Helen. She was an unknown along with
Judy.

Returning to our seats the mistresses began to up the speed with each
inning. I could tell they were determined to have a winner before the game
was over. It was a lovely night to be outside at the ballpark. Lovely for
everybody who wasn't struggling to hold back from a very loud public orgasm
at least. Mistress Linda was the first to be out of the competition as
Cathy succumbed to her temptation with a visible shiver and audible
moan. Linda lamented that her slaves would need far more training before
the next group outing. I snickered to myself that she didn't know what
training was as I thought about Ronda.

My thoughts about Ronda proved to be my secret weapon as one by one all of
the other slaves, including Toni, gave in to their lusts and came in their
seats. Some, like Judy, were loud enough that I'm sure the people sitting
around us suspected she just came. Others, like Jill, were quiet as a mouse
and except for a change in breathing and a confession to losing her battle,
you never would have suspected she just climaxed in front of you. I
continued to think about how Ronda would keep me on the edge and threaten
me if I came. I was also thinking about what she wanted to talk to me about
and how she was probably steaming right now that I had not called her
back. In the end it was enough distraction to keep me from having a very
public outcry even when the panties were set near the top speed. I almost
gave in as the other girls enjoyed multiple waves of pleasure as the
mistresses were determined to get me over the edge. There was no downside
to my sisters in servitude not holding back and they took advantage of the
opportunity to get the pleasures they had been denied during the week.

Mistress Sharon appeared proud of my new found ability to resist cumming
although I could tell Linda, Faith and Suzy were not so amused. Still I had
secured victory for our team. I could have easily allowed myself to be
transported to a blissful climax right then. I had no problem cumming in
front of the group or the strangers in our section. But I figured I'd
survived this long so I wanted to make it to the end of the game. Our team
was down 4-3 with two outs in the ninth. Another pitch or two and the game
would be over and I would have beaten the clock. Then it happened. The
pitcher hung a 2-1 curveball and the batter, who had been sitting back
waiting for a breaking ball deposited the mistake over the left field
wall. The game was tied. As the crowd roared its satisfaction, I held a
celebration in my pants. I'd have never made it through extra innings so as
everyone else in the stands stood to cheer, I grabbed my crotch pushing the
clit vibe down a little tighter and had a wonderful climax. Any noises I
made were drowned out by the cheering crowd. It felt as if they were
cheering for me. As I came down from my high and looked around, it was
clear Toni, Becky, Jill and Lisette had taken advantage of the distracted
crowd to sneak in another cum. Imagine how the men sitting around us would
have reacted if they knew five submissive women had just cum in front of
them while they yelled at a little white ball.

Soon after the homerun, the panties turned off. Everyone seemed relieved
that the teasing was over. We didn't wait for the game to end. Led by a
still upset Linda, we marched out of the stadium. Some of the men sitting
around us gave us appreciative looks and I knew we were busted. Not that I
cared, mind you. Soon we were back in the cars and headed to Suzy's house
to pay off the bets.

Our panties remained off for the drive to Suzy's. I could tell just the
mere penetration of the now dormant vibrators was keeping Toni on edge as
were mine. I assume Sharon was excited too as our destination came ever
closer. Since we had won the "contest" I knew we would be serviced by the
other slaves. This was a prospect that pleased me greatly. I was also
curious as to what form of play this would take.

Once everyone arrived, the mistresses ordered all the slaves except Molly
to disrobe. Mistress Suzy addressed us.

"Slaves, tonight we held a little contest to see which mistress had trained
their slaves best to deny themselves an orgasm. Molly obviously lost so
more training is in order. The rest of you did better, although we will
continue working on your self control in the coming months."

I looked around the room. Molly seemed apprehensive but the other girls
were all smiling.

"Becky and Cathy step forward," ordered Mistress Linda. "You too caused me
to lose a bet I made with your other mistresses. As the first ones out of
the competition, you two will pay the price. I hope your tongues are well
rested. On your knees with your hands behind your backs."

I watched as Suzy produced a set of manacles for each slave and quickly
secured their wrists and ankles. She also affixed a wide collar around each
of their necks which was secured to the chain holding the cuffs together by
a long bar. The effect was to force the girls to lean slightly backward
thrusting their breasts forward. I noticed the bar was also the right
length to touch the floor which would at least give them some support,
although the stress on their thighs would soon be punishment enough.

Mistress Sharon told us that Toni and I had won the right to use Becky and
Cathy's mouths first. We could choose to have them eat us or we could use
them as a toilet. It was our choice. I had no interest in pissing on either
of them, but I was more than happy to let Cathy lick my slippery slit. Toni
made the same choice and soon we both were loving life. I got the
impression Becky and Cathy were not too upset with their placement either.

The same could not be said about Molly. After the mistresses got us
started, they took Molly and secured her in a tight hogtie complete with a
blindfold. She was still wearing her panties which they announced would be
put on tease mode. Molly would have to spend the rest of the night
listening to our pleasure but receiving only torture. I remember thinking
there but for the grace of God go I as I continued to grind my pussy on
Cathy's face.

I could tell Toni was getting excited as was I. For fun we switched and
Becky ended up the recipient of a nice juicy orgasm from my pussy. Her face
was glistening as I moved away from her. Toni was just about to cum. We had
not noticed, but my boss, Mistress Linda had also removed her clothes. The
other mistresses were busy securing her the same was Cathy and Becky were
bound.

"Mistress?" I questioned. "What is going on?"

"Mistress Linda was very confident her charges were not going to lose. So
she bet her mouth that they would not be the first team out. Obviously she
lost so now she gets to service the three of us," Sharon said pointing to
Suzy and Faith.

As soon as Linda was secured, Faith took up position in front of her and
let go a stream of urine all over her face.

"I've wanted to do that for so long," she confessed.

I felt a rush of adrenaline as I watched the hot yellow liquid splash off
my boss' face. If everyone at the office could see her now, her days of
ruling with an iron hand would be over. Of course I knew I would never tell
and was pretty sure Becky and Cathy would be mute on the subject. Molly
couldn't see what happened although since Faith called Linda a "piss
drinking whore" I'm pretty sure she could guess what happened.

Lisette and Jill were the next to be serviced by Cathy and Becky while
Sharon took her position over Linda. The sounds of womanly pleasure filled
the room much, I'm sure, to Molly's dismay. I'd worn those panties on tease
mode plenty of times and I knew combining the torture of being teased
mercilessly with being forced to listen to other women having what you are
being denied would be sheer hell for her.

After Lisette and Jill had their orgasms, Lisette being particularly loud,
they were ordered to their knees to pleasure Toni and me for the second
time. They were not bound, although I noticed Lisette holding her wrists
behind her back. Judy and Helen then took their turns on the bound Becky
and Cathy while Sharon was busy riding Linda's face. Toni and I enjoyed our
second sloppy orgasm of the orgy but had little time to rest before Judy
and Helen went back to work on us again. Our prize or perhaps curse of
winning the competition was forcing ourselves to cum three times in short
order. My pussy was sore from pleasure by the time Helen accepted my
happiness and I hoped we'd be given a chance to rest.

Faith was now forcing Linda's mouth deep into her pussy as she ground her
crotch over my boss. Since Faith got two turns with her I wondered if
Sharon and Suzy would take advantage of the situation for a repeat
performance. They seemed happy, like the rest of us, to sit back and watch
Faith degrade Linda the way Linda so often degraded us. When she was
finally satisfied, Faith pushed Linda away and she fell sideways, her face
glistening with mistress fluid. She made no effort to get back up to her
knees. Suzy released Cathy and Becky from their cuffs and the pair stood up
rubbing their wrists. Looking at Sharon, Becky asked if they had earned an
orgasm. She wasn't looking at her mistress who was still lying prone on the
floor.

"Yes, I suppose you two have been good sports and deserve some pleasure,"
my mistress announced.

I fully expected Toni and I would be ordered to return the favor. My mouth
was even salivating a bit at the thought. I watched as Suzy went back to
her restraint cabinet and returned with some different cuffs attached to a
pair of spreader bars. "This is interesting," I remember thinking. I
watched in fascination as Suzy quickly undid Linda's binding. Linda
continued to lie passively on the floor. Almost as quickly Suzy resecured
Linda's wrists and ankles. This time instead of being hooked together,
however, they were spread apart. Sharon helped Linda up into a kneeling
position. Her pussy was glistening in the light and obviously in need of
attention.

Suzy disappeared again and returned with two strap-on dildos. "Oh my God,"
I thought. "They are going to fuck her."

Well, I was half right. Suzy walked up to Toni and me and handed us the
plastic weapons. That was some bet Linda lost. We prepared ourselves for
our opportunity to exact some revenge on our mistresses. I was positioned
on my back and Linda was lowered onto me. My dildo slid easily inside her
and she looked happy perched above me. The spreader bar between her wrists
was a problem. As Suzy pushed Linda over so Toni could access her ass,
Sharon helped guide the bar around my head so Linda could support her
weight with her wrists. It wasn't ideal and I knew my neck would be sore
from resting on the bar, but I wasn't about to question what was happening.

I could see the strain on Linda's face as Toni penetrated her. She was
stuffed the way I had been so many times. I doubted it happened much to
her. We were told to hold off fucking her for just a minute. I could tell
Linda didn't want to wait, but like us, she had to follow orders. The final
insult for Mistress Linda was a camcorder setup on a tripod.

"I know your hubby will love to see you as a bottom," Suzy
snickered. "Cathy, get up here."

So Mistress Linda's debasement was complete. She was sucking out the pussy
of her slave as Toni and I double teamed her ass and pussy. She was
enjoying herself. We could tell from the moans and her body language. Cathy
certainly enjoyed herself. I could tell from the drops of fluid falling on
me from Linda's chin. Toni seemed happy as was I as the harness of the
dildos included a nub which hit my clit just right. In fact neither of us
had any incentive not to fuck the shit out of her as the harder we slammed
her, they more pleasure we received ourselves.

After Cathy came and backed away, I heard a guttural moan from my boss. Her
sounds were quickly muffled as Becky gagged her with her pussy. I figured
we were done after Becky stiffened and came but I was wrong. Helen and Judy
each took turns and then Faith, Suzy and Sharon each enjoyed themselves
again. I was fortunate. I just had to lay there and enjoy the nub rubbing
my clit as a lewd display of female flesh danced above my head. Toni was
doing the real heavy lifting in our partnership, but fortunately she seemed
able to keep fucking as long as she was ordered.

Linda wasn't holding up as well. After Sharon moved off her face, Linda
began to babble and beg for permission to cum. I think all of us slaves
learned a valuable lesson as to holding back out climaxes since Toni and I
had been fucking her for a good 40 minutes as she had serviced 7 women yet
had been able to hold back her own release. I watched as Faith, Sharon and
Suzy looked at each other and then nodded.

"Go ahead slut," Suzy said.

Almost immediately Linda let out a howl which shook the walls as she began
to convulse and twist as she was consumed by her orgasm. I had a front row
seat as her pleasure ripped through her body. I'd never seen such passion
on someone's face so close-up before and the vision of erotic pleasure she
presents triggered both me and Toni to have our final climaxes of the
night. Mine was certainly no match for Linda's as she was still quaking
long after mine had subsided. She end up collapsed on top of me as she had
released all her available energy in a two minute burst.

I couldn't move as I was pinned beneath her, my cock still buried deep
inside her. I could tell Toni was pulling out of her ass. I saw her stagger
back to a chair and sit down. I'm sure her legs were worn out from the
fucking she gave her. Other than struggling to breathe a bit because of
Linda's weight, I felt pretty good. Suzy and Faith helped pull Linda up and
then they laid her out on the couch. I'm sure she wasn't going to move for
a while. Sensing a climax to the evening, Molly began to beg for her own
release. Shit, we'd forgotten about her. She must have been ready to
explode.

Suzy didn't bother to confer with her partners. A simple push of the button
on the remote sent Molly to the heavens. Overall it was an amazing
evening. We all were satisfied and I think we all had our kink quotient
filled, although driving home my thoughts continued to drift back to
Ronda. I tried calling her even though it was late but I only got her
voicemail. I crawled into bed next to Jim terribly conflicted. I couldn't
keep this from him much longer. He deserved to know the truth.

That night I slept the sleep of the dead. If I had not been so worn out I
probably would have been restless thinking about what to do with Jim, Ronda
and the Mistress Club as I'd come to think of them. I knew Jim loved me and
since he'd been having a kink filled affair with Judy I somehow thought he
would forgive me. Ronda was a different issue. She had stirred in me a
craving for harsher discipline than Sharon and the other mistresses were
giving me. Somehow I had to convince my husband that was a good thing. I
also knew that eventually the group was going to find out about Ronda. I
had no clue how that would play out. The group was certainly very open, but
membership was strictly controlled by the mistresses. Had I committed an
expulsion worthy transgression? As you might have guessed, everything
quickly began to come to a head.

Jim had to work his second job on Saturday, so he was up and gone early. I
heard him getting up so I dragged myself to the shower while he was in
there and gave him a good morning hummer. He seemed very pleased. I figured
he incorrectly assumed Judy would be taking care of him last night so it
would be better to send him off to work happy.

As soon as he left, I called Ronda. This time she answered her phone. I was
expecting her to be angry with me. Surprisingly she was apologetic. She was
mad at herself for sending me away last Wednesday and she said she really
missed talking to me Thursday and Friday. She asked if she could come
over. That surprised me as she had shown no indication that she wanted to
see me anywhere but the garage. Of course I said sure and told her to come
over.

After I hung up the phone I had the realization that maybe that wasn't such
a good idea. Three other members of the Mistress Club lived within a block
and a half of me. I'd have to hide Ronda. I watched through my living room
blinds for her arrival. I had the garage door opener in my hand. She had
not said when she was coming which left me with a mixed feeling of
anticipation dread of being caught. Finally I heard the roar of her
motorcycle before I actually saw her. I opened the garage door hoping she'd
take the hint and pull inside. What I didn't know was the roar of her bike
had also drawn the attention of Lisette who was gardening on the far side
of her house. I couldn't see her but she definitely saw Ronda as she rode
up the street. I was focused on Ronda as she pulled up my driveway and into
the garage. I pushed the button on the remote and headed to the door. I
didn't see Lisette's head peering over the bushes at the corner of her
house.

I met Ronda in the garage. I wondered if she would still be in the
apologetic mood or whether she would simply order me to strip the way she
had so many times before. She greeted me with a warm embrace and a
passionate kiss. Both were out of character for her.

"We need to talk," she said. "Can we go inside?"

I ushered her into the living room and we sat down on the couch. Ronda did
most of the talking. She told me how bad she felt about the way she treated
me. I told her I loved the way she treated me. I was confused. She was my
mistress. My fuck buddy. My kinky protagonist. Why was she telling me I
shouldn't get off by having her abuse me?

She seemed tense and I offered to give her a back rub to relax her. She
refused saying her problem was talking about herself. She said she found it
very difficult but that her therapist told her she had to come clean with
me. Come clean with me? That is what I knew I had to do with Jim? What had
she been hiding?

It turns out plenty. Ronda went on to describe why she was such a bitch and
how her inability to surrender her past had haunted her relationships. She
said she was ready to trust me with the truth even if it meant ending our
relationship. I hung on her every word. She paused searching for the right
words... "It all started like this..." Ronda began.

I sat spellbound as Ronda told me her life's story. I felt sad for her. She
grew up a normal fun loving kid, but when she was 18 and getting ready to
leave home for college she was sexually abused by two of her cousins, one
of their older friends and her boyfriend. Ronda explained that she had been
a virgin, although not 100% pure. She had made out with boys and even given
a couple of hand jobs but had never "gone all the way" or sucked a cock.

She had never been very close with her cousins. They got along alright, but
usually only saw each other on family "state occasions" like weddings and
around the holidays. Out of the blue, one of her cousins called to invite
Ronda over. Both her cousins were freshmen in college at the time so it
seemed like a good idea to get together and talk about what she would be
experiencing later that fall.

Ronda said that besides her cousins there was a woman about 25 or 26 at
their house. She obviously was not in college anymore. The group was lying
out in her cousin's backyard sunning themselves by the pool, drinking
margaritas and talking about college life. The woman seemed very
knowledgeable as did her cousins. As the day went on, Ronda felt herself
getting a little drunk. At some point the conversation was steered to the
wild sex Ronda's cousins enjoyed. Ronda said she was uncomfortable
discussing sex with her cousins since she was still inexperienced in the
ways of love, although she didn't share that with them.

The girls were taking turns talking about their wild experiences. Ronda
tried to fake it, but her cousins were having none of that. They busted her
and started taunting her for being a virgin. Ronda was almost in tears
describing how they taunted her. I gave her a supportive hug hoping she
would continue the story.

Ronda said her cousin's friend eventually tore off her swim suit top
exposing her budding breasts. As she moved to cover herself, her cousin
pulled down the bottoms leaving her naked and defenseless. Ronda's cousins
decided she needed "an education" before going to college so the boys
"wouldn't take advantage of her."

Now stripped naked, Ronda was forced to the ground where her trio of
aggressors took advantage of her. That afternoon she ate her first
pussy. Well first three pussies actually. She also took her cousin's dildo
in both her pussy and ass deflowering her. She was spanked and forced to
lick the older woman's asshole and as a finale, sat on a table and forced
to masturbate herself to climax in front of them.

Ronda said she'd been crying through the whole ordeal while the girls just
laughed at her. The final humiliation came when the woman's boyfriend
arrived to pick her up. Ronda was lying on the floor naked and crying. The
man didn't seem concerned for her wellbeing any more than the other girls
did. Ronda could hardly see through her tears, but her cousin had dropped
to her knees and was blowing the guy. When he was ready to cum, the older
woman pulled him over to Ronda and had him blow his load all over her prone
body. Ronda told me she felt even sicker and more degraded by being used as
his cum receptacle than if he had just fucked her. After all, she wasn't a
virgin anymore.

The man was still standing with his deflating cock hanging from his
pants. Ronda said her other cousin immediately began licking his cock while
the woman told her she was a good slut. The woman then thanked her cousins
for introducing Ronda to her. Ronda said her cousin said "it was our
pleasure mistress." She said she didn't know what that meant and as the
woman and man were saying their goodbyes by kissing her cousins, Ronda
managed to sneak back to the bedroom where she had left her clothes after
she changed into her swimsuit. She quickly dressed and then left her
cousin's house and never went back and never talked to them again.

I was in tears as she described how she was raped, but Ronda wasn't done
with her story. She then told me she made a decision that day to never let
anybody hurt her again. She'd never been with a man because he should have
protected her from the assault of his girlfriend. She also took revenge on
beautiful women by beating them as a way to extract a moment of revenge on
her cousins.

Ronda had been in therapy for years wrestling with her demons. She'd been
celibate for over a year before I arrived in her shop that fateful Friday
night. Apparently I looked just like one of her cousins. I asked what her
therapist thought about all of this. Ronda said her therapist wanted her to
apologize to everyone she had hurt through the years. She said she was
starting with me. I was dumbstruck.

"So where do we go from here?" I asked.

"Well that depends on you," she replied.

I looked at her confused.

"I think I love you," Ronda continued. "But I understand if you never want
to see me again."

I paused to think.

"I don't love you, Ronda," I told her. "But I loved the way you treated me
and I think I understand you."

"I can't treat you that way anymore."

"But I need you to treat me that way," I pleaded.

"I don't know," she replied. "I was actually going to ask you to spank
me. My therapist said it would be good for me to experience the pain I
caused other people.

My head was spinning. I'd never been sexually happier than when I was under
Ronda's control and now she wanted me to dominate her. I knew if I told her
no, she'd probably leave and never come back. If I told her yes, would I
ever get the same feeling with her that drew me to her in the first place?
I was conflicted, but I told her OK and that I'd try to help her.

As experienced as I was being a submissive, the dominant side didn't come
naturally. I told her to strip and then lay across my lap. She didn't
hesitate. I gave her a solid hand spanking. She didn't cry and took every
blow without resistance. I could feel her wetness begin to flow onto my
legs. She was enjoying herself. I wish I could say I was too.

I got the impression that Ronda wanted me to provide a more intimate
service as her hips began to rotate slightly on my thighs between
strokes. Her breathing was becoming labored and I wondered if I should rub
her clit and get her off. Clearly it wouldn't take much, but as I said
being the dominate partner didn't come easy to me and I was basically
waiting for her to give me instructions about what she wanted. She was
topping me from the bottom and still clearly in charge. I wondered if this
is what her therapist had in mind.

Finally with a cry Ronda begged me to finger fuck her. Her voice had the
authoritarian edge I craved and I quickly stuck three fingers inside of
her. Just as quickly she crashed over the edge and orgasmed while draped
over my lap. She humped herself up and down on my fingers as she rode her
climax. I was finally starting to get turned on as the smell of her sex and
the wetness on my legs from her pussy started to get to me. I thought about
pushing her down to her knees and forcing her to eat me. I wondered if that
is what she really wanted or did she just want a spanking that got a little
out of hand.

I decided not to care about the consequences and force her to serve me. I
pushed her down to the floor. She had still been quaking in post-orgasmic
bliss so it was easy. I stood up to take a position above her when I
happened to glance at the window. I couldn't make out a face, but there was
definitely movement outside the blinds. Somebody had been watching us. I
shrieked in surprise and sprinted to the window. My vertical blinds had
been drawn, but not quite shut completely. There was maybe an inch opening
at the center. Somebody would have had to have been in the bushes brazenly
peering into my window to see anything.

I left Ronda on the floor and went outside. All was quiet and I didn't see
anybody running up the street. I took a quick walk around the perimeter but
didn't see anybody hiding in the bushes or around my neighbor's house. I
did find shoe prints in the dirt by my living room window. They were Nike
shoes. I could make out the logo in the impression. They were small shoes
too. Either some neighborhood kid saw us for more likely one of the women
in group had been spying on us. Now what was I going to do?

I had my former mistress in a submissive post-orgasmic heap in my living
room, a peeping Tom who saw me get her off, a husband who was cheating with
my neighbor and a group of mistresses who, while they knew how to make me
cum, didn't satisfy my core being like being Ronda's sub did. What else
could happen today? As it turned out plenty as I saw Jim's car turn the
corner and head down the street.