Chapter 9
Helen and Marvin had Susan in the privacy of their bedroom. All three of them lay on the wide bed, Susan at the foot of it with her mouth slowly and carefully sucking in Helen's toes.
Helen had her hand on Marvin's prick. His pecker was limp now, all fucked out after a wild session fucking Susan's cunt and ass. Helen had made Susan clean Marvin's prick after it came out of her ass. She liked having his cock in her hand right after he'd fucked. He was at his weakest then, his prick soft, his balls empty. like Samson after his haircut, weak and controllable.
"I have an idea," Helen said.
Marvin grunted. "What's that?"
"You know that party tonight?"
"Yeah?"
"Let's bring Susan along. Don't you think that's a good idea? We'll do it eventually, so why not now?"
"Christ, I don't know..."
"Let's do it, Marvin. We haven't brought a girl there in a long time and we'll have great fun."
She talked him into it without much trouble. Susan heard every word as she continued sucking Helen's pretty feet. A party? Susan wondered if she'd have a good time. She no longer thought about escaping, not any more. She was content here. She never had to make any decisions about anything, Helen was always there to tell her what to do. They hardly ever beat her now, they just told her what they wanted from her and she did it and almost always she enjoyed it-even the nasty things.
But there was plenty of the ordinary stuff too, plenty of fucking, especially in her ass. Her ass-hole was wide and loose now and they made her keep herself clean there. Marvin fucked her ass a lot. He said she was just right for him now, not too loose yet. Even Helen liked playing with her ass, usually with two or three fingers but sometimes with a dildo. And Gordon. He didn't get to fuck her too much with that big cock of his, she wasn't his slave, after all. When he did fuck her, used her pussy and the size and length of his cock always made her crazy with lust.
My first party in a long time, Susan thought. She wondered who would be there as she sucked on Helen's big toe. Helen's toes were pink and dainty, the nails polished a bright red and Susan thought they were very sexy.
After a while Susan pulled her mouth off Helen's toes and said, "Can I go to the bathroom?"
"To do what?" Helen said.
"I have to pee."
"Do it here," Marvin said. "Get the pan and do it where we can see it."
Susan blushed and nodded. It was really awful to have to piss in front of them, but the idea of it gave her a shiver of pleasure. She brought the pan out of the bathroom and set it down on the floor.
Then she squatted over the pan, straddled it with her legs on either side of it and her ass lowered until she was almost touching it. She was facing the couple on the bed and they could see everything, her bald pussy, all of her crotch.
At last she let go and a stream of hot piss splattered into the pan.
His eyes glittering, Marvin made a mewling sound of approval. "Niagara Falls," he said.
Helen chuckled. "That's what you said on our honeymoon, remember?"
"Did I say that?"
"You got me to piss standing up and half of it went on the floor."
"I think I want her to lie down so I can piss on her."
Helen snickered. "Watching her tinkle gets to you, does it? All right, but do it in the bathtub, please. I don't want my rug wet."
Susan put up no fuss when they pushed her into the bathroom. She climbed into the large bathtub and stretched out on her back. Marvin came up to the edge of the tub and stood there wagging his long prick at her.
"Open your cunt," he said.
Susan obediently opened her pussy with her fingers and the next moment a stream of yellow piss jetted out of Marvin's prick to fall on her gaping pussy. His piss was hot and heavy and the force of it falling on her cut made her quiver and shake in a sudden climax.
"Look at the bitch, she's coming," Marvin said.
He waited until Susan finished trembling and then he moved the stream of piss to her tits and then her face. Susan kept her eyes tightly shut, but she opened her mouth to get some of it down her throat and within seconds she was coming again.
"That's lovely," Helen said with a smile.
She toyed with her cunt as she watched them. Watching a girl get a golden shower always made her clit stiff. She rubbed her clit-shaft now, pulling at the hood to get the head of her clit exposed and then teasing it with her fingernail.
Marvin finally finished pissing. He shook his prick to get the last drops of piss off the tip, and then he turned to Helen. "Your turn, lover. Let's have a look at that hairy cunt of yours while you give her a bath."
"Don't be nasty, I'm not that hairy."
"Sure you are, you're as hairy as they come. And you do come, don't you?"
Helen ignored his teasing. "What I'm going to do is more substantial than peeing. If you're not in the mood for it, you'd better get out."
Marvin chuckled. "I'm not getting out, I'm staying. I haven't seen you at it in years."
It was true. Helen was turned on by the idea of him watching her.
Marvin remained close to the tub. He did not want to miss anything. It wasn't often Helen let him play with her like this and it really got to him. He watched her as she climbed into the tub and turned her back to Susan's face. Helen was still something to look at, a true blonde with pale skin and a broad lush ass and tits like honey dew melons.
She bent over now, put her hands on her thighs above her knees and shifted backwards until she had her ass over Susan's face. Marvin moved to the side to see more of his wife's ass. He watched as Helen reached back to fondle her ass-cheeks and pull them apart and expose her pink ass-hole.
Marvin fixed his eyes on Helen's ass-hole, and then he caught his breath as her puckered grommet opened and widened and the beginning of a turd slowly appeared.
Susan, of course, was watching it also. Her heart pounded as more and more of the turd eased out of Helen's ass. Helen had never done this to her, not this way, not with Marvin watching. She was hypnotized by the sight of Helen's ass-hole stretched by the sliding turd. And then the next moment the turd was free and Susan quickly twisted her face away as the turd dropped heavily on her chin and throat.
Helen groaned and Marvin chuckled and Susan turned her face back to wait for the next delivery.
It was a wild party, a crowded party, a party of well-dressed people who looked at Susan and recognized what she was and then leered at her. Both men and women, some of the women leering more than the men.
Helen had paid a great deal of attention to the way Susan was dressed. She was bound in leather, leather cuffs connecting her wrists behind her back, a leather slave-collar with a long chain attached to it, a leather bra with open cups so that her tits hung out like two ripe pears, black opaque nylons held up by a thin black garter belt, black pumps with spike heels. Her pussy was freshly shaved, her cunt lips colored with a bright red lipstick.
Helen had attached a clip to each cunt lip, and each clip in turn had a tassle attached to it. The tassles hung down between Susan's thighs, ready to be tugged or pulled to cause her pain or simply to open her cunt lips. In her ass-hole she had an anal plug with a pink pompon attached to the outside end of it. Helen thought the pompon was a clever touch. And then the ball-gag. Susan hadn't worn a ball-gag in a long time, but now she had one again, a black rubber ball in her mouth, the straps around the lower part of her face and attached behind her head. The straps were tight enough to keep the ball in place, but there was enough slack to allow the ball to be pulled out to free her mouth.
She was the star attraction. They gawked at her, some of them embarrassed, but mostly they just gawked and leered. Susan could read their minds. They wanted to know who she was and how authentic a slave she was and what she would do later on when the party heated up. They wondered if they'd get to play with her.
Susan shuddered as a tall thin woman approached them, smiled at Helen and reached out to pinch one of Susan's nipples.
"Lucky Helen," the woman said. "Where did you ever find this one?"
Helen smiled. "Hello, Stella, is your sister here?"
"She couldn't make it. Do you mind if...? " "Go right ahead."
And the next moment Stella's hand dropped to Susan's pussy. She tugged tentatively at one of the tassles, and then she grew more bold and pulled both tassles until Susan winced.
Still holding the tassles in her hand, Stella stepped back so she could examine the way the clips pulled at Susan's cunt lips. "That's delicious," Stella said with a smile. "And I bet you've trained her to do all sorts of things in the John?"
Helen chuckled. "Take her and find out."
"Really? Oh, you're a darling, Helen. What's her name?"
"Susan."
"Come along, Susan. We'll get to know each a little better."
Susan went along as though in a trance, meekly following Stella out of the crowded room and down a long hall to a bathroom. When they were inside, Stella closed and locked the door and smiled at Susan and pulled the ball-bag out of her mouth.
"Oh, what a lovely piece you are. Gorgeous little cunt, those clips drive me wild. Does it hurt when I pull like this?"
Susan whimpered. "Yes."
"I don't want to hurt you too much. Maybe later, but not now."
Lifting her skirt, Stella opened the lid of the toilet and sat down. She wore no panties, and in a moment her piss gushed into the bowl and she smiled at Susan. When she was finished, she rose up with her skirt still at her waist and turned to flush the toilet. Susan couldn't help admiring Stella's lush thighs and ass.
Then Stella faced Susan again. Lifting one leg, the tall woman placed her foot on the toilet lid and pointed at the dark bush of hair in her crotch.
"Clean it, precious."
Susan went down on her knees in front of the woman and shifted forward to get her mouth on Stella's hairy cunt. Licking with broad strokes of her tongue, Susan cleaned the piss out of Stella's cunt gash.
After that Stella returned Susan to Helen, complimented Helen on Susan's behavior.
"She's lovely," Stella said. "I wouldn't mind having her for a day or two when you're feeling generous."
Helen chuckled and said she'd think about it and patted Susan's ass. She led Susan away to a corner-and made Susan sit down on a low velvet stool. "Stay right here," Helen said. "I'll be back in a moment."
Susan sat there quietly, her hands still manacled behind her back, the ball-gag once more in her mouth. She blushed each time someone stopped to look at her. No one touched her, however, and soon Helen returned with an elegant-looking man with white hair.
Pulling the gag out of Susan's mouth, Helen said, "Try this first, Roger."
"What about that cute pompon?"
"Maybe later. Try her mouth first."
And the next moment Roger had his fly unzipped and his cock hanging out of his pants. He had a long thin prick with a big prick-knob. Susan looked at it and sniffed it and then she opened her mouth and Roger used his hand to slip his cockhead between her lips.
Gripping his prick behind his cockhead with her lips, she began bobbing her mouth back and forth along his cockshaft. Roger made a guttural sound and started fucking her face. They soon found a rhythm together. Susan liked the taste of his prick. She liked the way he shifted his hips forward and back to fuck her mouth. But his cock never got really hard and she wondered if he'd ever come.
Then suddenly her mouth was filled with fluid. At first she thought it was jism, but then she tasted the salt and she realized it was piss. Instead of shooting a load of spunk in her mouth, Roger was pissing down her throat. He liked doing it, that was obvious. He wiggled his hips until his bladder was drained, and then he slowly pulled his prick out of her mouth and wiped his cockhead across her lips.
"Very nice," Roger said. "What do you want for her?"
Helen snickered. "We're not thinking about that yet." Then she looked at Susan. "Get up, darling. Roger wants a look at your ass."
Susan rose up and turned and leaned forward. Helen pulled the pompon and plug out of Susan's ass-hole and held Susan's ass-cheeks apart.
"Roger?"
"Oh, my word," he said, "what have you had in there, a baseball bat?"
Helen chuckled. "Tighten your ass, Susan."
Susan clamped her ass-hole shut and Roger groaned with appreciation. "I'm asking you again what you want?"
"Not now, Roger. Let's wait till later."
After that Susan had to sit on the stool again. Helen left the ball-gag out of her mouth and before long a parade of men visited Susan to look at her and squeeze her tits and dip their cocks in her mouth. None of them pissed in her mouth the way Roger had done, but most of them did leave her with a load of spunk. The party was in full swing now and some men had already shot off once or twice with other women. These men hardly had any jism for Susan, but there were others who did and after a dozen or so cocks had shot off in her mouth, Susan's head reeled with the smell and taste of hot cockcream.
During all this time she still had her hands manacled behind her back. The anal plug was in her ass again and each time she squirmed on the stool she could feel the plug twisting in her ass-hole.
By the time midnight rolled along, most of the people in the room had their clothes off and Susan no longer felt awkward. She was fascinated by these people, by how freely they behaved in public. This was her first orgy and she thought the whole thing was spectacular. Then Helen returned, grabbed hold of the chain attached to Susan's collar and led her to the center of the room.
Susan had no idea what was happening, but in a moment she found herself surrounded by three naked men. She was soon very busy with them, sucking their cocks according to Helen's orders. A crowd had gathered to watch them. Susan blushed when Helen told the men to turn around so Susan could rim their ass-holes. But Susan did what she had to do. She was experienced enough now to detect the slight difference in the taste of each man's ass.
She found great pleasure in it, relished the idea of being so subservient. The men were complete strangers and it was fun to stroke her tongue in and out of their hairy ass-holes and hear them grunt with satisfaction.
After that they fucked her, and for the first time in her life she had three-men at the same time. Or rather they had her, since certainly she was the one on the receiving end.
She had a cock in her mouth and a cock in her pussy and a cock in her ass. Then the cock in her ass was replaced by another cock and in a moment she realized it was Roger.
She hardly moved on the cock in her pussy and that man lasted a long time.
But three men shot off in her mouth and four men in her ass and at the end she had jism drooling out of her mouth and ass-hole at the same time.
The man underneath her, the one with his cock in her pussy, finally came. She was about to climb off him when another man grabbed her head and suddenly she had another cock in her mouth.
The new man looked down at her and said, "Hello, Susan."
Her lips stretched wide by his cock, Susan looked up at him and almost choked.
It was Charlie. The cock she had in her mouth was Charlie's cock, Charlie, her husband!