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Candi sighed, she was only twenty years old, didn't he realize that? Candi loved sex, she just couldn't get enough of it. She wanted more than her fiancee since before she was 18, Justin, could supply.

Pornography occupied most of her time, he knew she spent the whole day at home alone masturbating while thinking about being taken advantage of in the dirtiest nastiest ways. He knew that she was dying inside to just slut her way from man to man to woman to woman to whoever. She wanted sex all the time.

Finally he was ready to give it to her. He had thought about it for a long time, they had had a woman join them in bed before. And Candi loved to be submissive to him and do whatever he told her. Plus, they could use the money. He figured that she was kinky enough, she'd love the idea. Tomorrow afternoon his wife's first customers would arrive.
 
He knew it, then, in bed a few weeks back, as he called her a dirty little slut. She'd wrapped her legs around him and her hips drove up against him.

More dirty talk. "You like the idea of being a whore?" He lifted his lean form off her as they fucked and watched her close her eyes and bite her lips; her nails raked his back.

She'd always done as she was told; even with her friend Angela, he'd watched how hot they were together before he had sex with them both that night. Even when she was tied up, unable to move for him to inspect, to touch, to take. He loved looking at her tied; his blue eyes running across her perfect body.

He told her, of course; told her when his hand was twisting in her long red hair, pulling her head back, making her back arch, as he buried his thick cock inside her.

"You're gonna be a fuck toy," he grunted, pushing in her. "I'm gonna sell your body to anyone." He thrust hard. "They can use you any way they like. Men. Women."

He grunted listening to her moan, her feeble complaints.

"Shut up whore..." he unloaded his cum inside her knowing she would respond with an orgasm.

He panted, smoking a cigarette afterwards. "Get yourself dolled up kid, I'm lining up your customers from tomorrow."
 
OOC
Jack Lawson, 38, 6 feet 2, sandy hair.
A contractor fro out of town, working here for a dew weeks, British by birth, has lived in the US for 20 years now.

IC
I sat in the bar, idly playing with my glass of beer, unable to decide what to do.
Should I stay, and hope that some pussy would drop by, or go to the strip club I had seen earlier?

I decided against the club, knowing that it would just make me even more horny, and then I might still not find a slut to take care of. Better to wait here, and see if anything likely dropped by.
I felt lucky anyway tonight, and watched the door, hoping.
 
The bar was as good a place as anywhere to find anonymous men and women who needed a good slut to use. It was easy enough to strike up a conversation with the huy at the bar; I could see the signs. He wanted some pussy and I was the guy who would give her to him.

It got better and better. Out of town; we got to talking girls.

"You want a girl now?" I held up my hands, ensuring he didn't think I was her pimp. "No charge. She's just a slut who wants using. Tip her what you like after you've finished with her. Follow me in your car; I'll take you to her."

Neither of them new it but I was going to enjoy secretly watching them.
 
Anxious

Candide bit her lip nervously as she sat on the edge of the bed. Her knuckles were white she was gripping the wine glass so hard. She had followed all of his instructions to a tee.

Take a shower and shave away all your body hair.

This was easy, as she kept it trimmed anyway.

Heavy make-up and well teased hair, you are to look every bit the slut you are.

She shivered thinking of him as she applied wide black eyeliner and fantastic fuck-me red lipstick.

Sexy clothing is permissible, but not enough so as to be in your customers way.

She had taken care to pick something simple, and now here she was at one am, eagerly awaiting his return - like a child on Christmas morning. She truly was a vision to behold with five inch stiletto patent leather black pumps, sheer black stockings with a seam up the back and lace tops, a tiny black garter holding her stockings to her shapely legs. Next there was a tiny black pleated skirt, barely coving her exposed carnal treasure. Continuing your gaze up, there was at least a foot of bare flesh up her toned stomach to fantastically perky breasts, tied loosely into a black halter top.

Make the bed and lie out your favourite toys on the dresser. Turn off all the lights and light a few candles. Remain in the bedroom until your guest or guests arrive.

Carefully she had made the bed with her favourite black satin sheets and fluffed each of the six comfy pillows. Neatly on the dresser she laid out a small silver vibrator, a big jellied double ended dildo (in the case of a female client she had told herself), the riding crop, her blindfold, 50' silk cord, and a ice bucket.

****

Sighing, she tilted her head back and downed the rest of her wine.

If he doesn't get here soon, I might just have to start without...them...

The thought of the word them sent shivers down her spine and her hand descending between her legs.
 
I followed hi out to the car park, and then out of town in my car.
Unsure really as to what was happening, this was new territory for me, I had been with quite a few sluts in my time, even two at once, but never with another man present.

Eventually we stopped, and again he bade me to follow him, inside a house, he went straight to the bedroom.
Turning to smile at me once we were inside, he spoke to me, as he pointed to a vison of sexuality, that was sitting on the bed.

"Well my friend Jack, here she is, as promised. My little slut, just waiting for someone to use and abuse her. What do you think?"

I just stared at her for a moment, in her little black skirt and top, with her stockings and 5 inch "come fuck me now" heels. She looked wonderful, and what I really wanted to do was to tell her to get down on her knees, with her eyes lowered, in front of me.
But first I needed to se how things were, and exactly what was going on here.

" Think? oh I think she looks just perfect for the occasion my friend."
and I smiled at this so far un-named slut. looking deep into her eyes, transmitting my thoughts of how I was going to take her.
And I could see that she understood perfectly.
 
When they entered the room Candi quickly stole her hand from between her legs. The introductions went quickly and she could see her hunky first customer checking her out. He was taller than her, something she loved.

...perfect for the occasion...

Candi figured that was as good a cue as any and stalked over to her husband slowly. She kissed his cheek lightly, and whispered in his ear. "As you wish Master."

With that she turned to her new customer and kssed him full on the lips. Her tongue snaked its way into his mouth and twirled around. She pressed her hard body up against him and could begin to feel the bulge of his member.

She giggled as she pulled away. Turning quickly on her heels she paced over to the bed and climbed atop it. There she was poised on the bed on her hands and knees, she turned to face her customer and with her best 'come hither' look and a curling finger she suggested he come to her.
 
I watched, as she knelt down on the bed, flashing her wet wanting pussy at me, and beckoning me to come fuck her.
Ready she obviously was, I could see that as she slowly slid a finger in and out, the problem was, I wanted more, not just a straight fuck or two. I had seen the toys and equipment at her bedside, and i intended to put some of it to good use.

I whispered to her man, and he grinned at me, saying

"Sure thing Jack, she is yours to use, to take anyway you require my friend, just go have fun, with my blessing"

I walked towards the bed, speaking quietly to her.
"I see that you are all wet little slut, as indeed a slut should be, and that you crave a fat hard cock in that dripping sex of yours. But first I need to prepare you, to use you, so little slut, on your knees, facing me, NOW"

The harshness of the word NOW had an immediate effect, she quickly turned, rising on to her knees, and mumbling "Yes Sir" to me.

"Ah ha, I see she is well trained"

I instructed her to raise her hands above her head, and removed the halter, using it to bind her wrists together, then I admired her lovely tits, and the pert hard nipples. I reached out, pinching one, and twisting it, just to test her reaction.
 
I watched for a few minutes as Jack started to undress Candi. I caught her eye and she could see that I knew she was a whore at heart.

Leaving the room so they thought they had privacy I went to check that the cameras I'd installed were working. Yes, this film was going to sell really well on the internet.

She was so ready I saw her flash her pussy at him and he was loving how eager she was to submit to any use he wanted. I settled back to watch the monitors thinking I might go back in there at some point to tease my little slut girl.
 
Yes Sir!

She mumbled as she quickly got to her knees to attend to his every desire. Her sex was dripping and she was just dying to please this man for her husband. She wanted to be the best little slut ever. She had intended to remove his cinstricting pants with her free hands, but she always did as she was told. So when he commanded her hands above her head that's where they went.

The halter top really did serve a much better purpose holding her hands hostage than her tits. She shook them freely as he began to play with her rock hard nipples.

"Hi. I'm Candi, and I shall be of great use for you tonight. My Master says I am to do anything that you please other than call you by his Title, Sir."

That devilish grin played across her ruby red lips as she stretched her taut body, as if trying to further expose herself.

"So....how shall I begin to please you?"
 

"Hi. I'm Candi, and I shall be of great use for you tonight. My Master says I am to do anything that you please other than call you by his Title, Sir."


She smiled, stretching, and showing off her beautiful ripe body for me

"So....how shall I begin to please you?"

"And I respect your Master`s wishes Candi, he is a very lucky Master too, to have one such as you.
Now then, sit on the edge of the bed, with your legs spread, and your tethered hands in your lap."


I watched as she did as I ordered, hitching up that almost miniscule skirt, and showing me her sweet sex once again. I moved to the dresser, and ppped an ice cube into my mouth, before returning to stand between her open legs, and opening my pants, I let my hard throbbing cock flop out as her eyes lit up.

"May I Sir?"

I nodded my aquiescence, as her hands took hold of my cock, bound as her wrists were, and she stroked it. Without warning, I took the ice cube from my mouth, and slipping my hand between her bound wrists, I pushed it between her pussy lips, inside of her. She gasped in wurprise, looking up at me.

Not a word slut, just suck me, now, take me deep and prepare me for taking you, NOW"
 
Candi quivered at his every order. She did exactly as she was told.


As she moved to sit on the edge of the bed, her teeny skirt rode up even higher and again her custiomer got a glimpse of her juicy pussing, dripping with sweet nectar.

She moved her bound hads and was thrilled when he let free his member. Her eyes lit up, she just wanted to engulf him the momemt she saw it. But Candide was well trained, she knew better than that.

May I, Sir?

Now with permission, she reached out agressively and began to move her hands up and down the tender flesh of his large fuckstick.

Her whole body jerked in surprise when he inserted the ice cube into her vagina. It was like electricity, coursing it's cold wetness through her whole body, making her pert nipples protude even farther.

Not a word slut, just suck me, now, take me deep and prepare me for taking you, NOW"

Candi really was a good girl, and even though his cock was huge, she swallowed it all down her throat as quickly as she could. There she held it, milking the shaft with her bound hands. She began to swallow over the head of his prick as it tickled that place her tonsils should have been. Suddenly she began to jerk her head back and forth, pulling his hard dick all the way out of her mouth and then ramming it back down her throat as hard as she could. Her bound hands were now massaging his balls. And she tentatively reached for his ass. Grabbing ahold of his tender cheeks she let the cock slip to rest outside her pillowy lips for just a second.

She looked up at him, her doll-like innocent eyes glowing as his hard throbbing cock sat pressed against her closed lips. She spoke softly, but the words almost made him cream right then.

Will you please fuck my face for me, I wanna feel you drive you big hard cock all the way down my throat agian and again....
 
Damn but she was good, sucking my cock like never before, then, without warning she stopped, and spoke to me softly.

Will you please fuck my face for me, I wanna feel you drive you big hard cock all the way down my throat agian and again....

I certainly did not need asking twice, and grabbed her hair, pulling her sweet angelic like mouth over my cock. I held her head as I rammed my cock in hard, knowing full well that soon I would fill her throat with my semen.

But I did not care. I fucked that sweet face with a vengeance, aware that I was probably bruising her soft lips.

My leg muscles tightened, and I pulled her head closer, shooting my load into her mouth, holding her, so that she would have to swallow every drop. Her eyes on mine the whole time, obviously loving what I was doing.

Maybe she was thinking that I was finished with her now, how wrong she was, for I had already spotted the spreader bar hanging from the ceiling, and of course, the riding crop also.
 
Shaking my head I made a note to tell the little slut that she needed to ensure I could see the men she fucked cum over her body or her face. They made better shots. Still, that was pretty good the way she was trying to swallow everything he was pumping into her mouth.

No doubt a few strands would hang nicely from her lips when she let him go.

Now, what's next?
 
After her request the man had pumped her face wildly. It had hurt a little but she loved every second. Candi stared deeply into his eyes as he pumped his seed down her throat. She sucked and sucked, being sure to swallow every drop.

As his now spent member slipped from her lips, a string of cum and spittle attached it to her face and went on and on as he pulled away. She thought to herself about how it had been a good time for her first john.

With that she waited paitently for her husband to return.
 
I slipped my cock from her mouth, watching as she licked the residue of my seed from her lips, smiling at her.

I waited a few moments, half expecting her husband to return, but he did not, so I spoke softly to her.

" I am not sure if your husband is coming to join us slut, but, it would be a shame to waste this opportunity, and you will need your release soon I think, when I give my permission, of course."

I took her hand, helping her up, and led her to stand beneath the spreader bar, which I then lowered, to about a foot above her head.

"Take off your skirt, and then stand completely still, without speaking."

She complied with my command, as I moved to the dresser, and picked up the blindfold.
I then stood in front of her, surveying her, my cock was already starting to react. Her beautiful pert breasts, the stocking clad legs, with traces of the melted ice water, mingling with her juices, on the exposed flesh of her thigh.
I moved behind her, and fastened the blindfold, before picking up the riding crop.
 
Candi did exactly as she was told, a shiver running through her body. She scrambled to get her skirt off and tossed it to the other side of her room. It was a tad difficult with her hands still bound by the halter top, but she managed.

When she saw him lower the bar her eyes grew wide. She knew she was in for some intense fun now. She held her breath a little, standing exactly where he had said as still as a statue.
 
I stood silently in front of candi, the only noise in the room being our breathing, and the sound of the crop, slapping against my calf.

Reaching out a hand, I unfastened the halter, and tossed it aside. Knowing that she could not see what I was doing, the blindfold hiding me from her view.

I pushed the crop between her knees, motioning for her to spread her legs a little, when she had done this, I spoke.

"Place your hands on top of your head."

I watched as this action lifted her tits, the pert nipples now higher, and engorged, I raised the crop, placing the flat end underneath her left nipple, and flicked it upwards. Hearing candi gasp in surprise, and then the right nipple also. She was visibly shaking in anticipation of the unknown by now.

I slid the shaft of the crop between her legs, sliding it back and forth on her wet slit, before licking the crop.

MMMMMMMMM slut, now I see why you are called candi

Without warning, I reversed the crop, and slid the handle into her pussy.

"Oh MY God Sir"

"Silence slut, will you only speak when spoken to, got that?"

"Yes Sir."

"you will hold the crop in your pussy, using your muscle, until I remove it, if it falls out, you will be punished."


I lifted her left hand, and tied it to the spreader bar, followed by the right, then stood back, to admire this vision before my eyes.
 
As I came back into the room quietly I knew that Candi didn't know I was there. I watched as her nipples were struck by Jack and began to remove my clothes. This was too good to miss.

I watched as Jack tied her hands and saw her struggle to keep the flogger inside her pussy, eventually it slid a little way out of her and she whimpered.

When I was naked, aroused as I was, I stepped behind Candi my eyes running up and down her naked back and ass. I let Jack begin whatever abuse he liked wondering what she would think when she suddenly felt another body close to her, hands on her.
 
Candi's mind was racing into overdrive. Her pussy quivered deliciously as she focused all of her thoughts on holding that crop.

As it slipped a bit from the slick of her sweet cunt juice, she whimpered aloud. It was a small, meek sound, and she swallowed it as soon as it escaped her lips - she knew the Mister wished no sound of her.

She could not see, damn that blindfold, but now she felt the man finishing strapping her right hand to the spreader bar.

Ok Candi. It's like a test. A competition of how good you can be. Come on. Hold the crop like he said. Stand straight - present yourself for him.

And with that she stood straighter, showing off her perky high set tits and sweet round ass. She held her head high, arching her regal neck and lightly tossed her flowing red hair over her shoulders.

She knew that in the candlelight she must be quite a sight to behold, bound helplessly and smiling as she anicipated her customer's next move.

Robbed of one of her senses, she attempted to push the limits of her other ones. Hearing - she heard nothing but heavy breathing near her head and the clank of the metal fastening her helpless hand. Smell - as she sniffed deeply she could smell the musk of her male lover strong in the room. It was invaded by the sweet scent of her yet unrelieved passion, but all this gave away nothing. Taste was mildly irrelevant at the time so she moved on. Feeling - she tried to feel the air around her, maybe the heat of his body, or a protruding part might give her a clue as to his whereabouts.

Just as his finished binding her hand, she was sure knew where he was. She distinctly felt the heat of his body behind her. She was sure of it, and smirked widely to show her masterful smarts off like the little SAMMY she was....
 
I heard the soft whimper, as I fastened her wrist, and glanced at her, a stern look in my eyes.
I could see that she knew I had heard, and noticed her reaction. Straightening her body, and stamding tall, I was impressed.

I spotted movement in the room, and saw her husband moving behind her, his cock hard and erect, i just nodded to him, not exactly sure about his motives, and decided to continue anyway.

Istood in front of Candi, my lips less than an inch from her ear.

"I think that the slut Candi is wanting to cum, isn1t she?"

"Yes Sir, she is. May she Sir?"

"When I am redy, and only then."


I massaged her pert tits, before licking each nipple, and taking it in my teeth, stretching, and twisting them. A little moan escaped her full red lips, as I expected, but I ignored this, instead, slipping my hand down to grasp the crop. I started to slide it in and out of her juicy wet cunt, fucking her with it, as she started to writhe.

"Do you like that Candi?"

"Yes Sir, I do"

"Would you like to taste it Candi, your cunt juice covered crop?"

"Yes Sir, please Sir"


I pulled the crop free, and placed the handle, now soaked in her juices, between her lips, Instructing her to suck it. She immediately did so, pulling it a little deeper with the suction from her mouth. as I moved down onto my knees, spreading her thighs a little more, and gently blew onto her dripping cunt.

I felt the crop strike my back, as she dropped it, from the shock of what I had just done.
Stepping back, I picked up the crop, and slapped her on the pussy with it, waiting to hear what she would say.
 
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I watched as Jack treated Candi like the little whore she wanted to be. I could see how her hips writhed and she tried to push down on the crop as he fucked her pussy with it.

I watched as she eagerly sucked her own juices from it as he presented it to her mouth, leaving it there as he slid down her legs, his mouth close to her opened lips between her legs.

She moaned in pleasure and as she did the crop slipped from her mouth, falling on Jack. As he retrieved it I surprised Candi by standing close to her, letting her feel my hard cock pressed against her firm ass. My hands crept around her to squeeze her breasts, my fingers pulling and pressing her nipples as she was stuck on her exposed sex by the crop.
 
As Candi struggled for control over her body, and her actions, her mind raced. She tried to remember all the things she had learned.

Stand straight. Don't cry out. Do exactly as you are told, no more, no less.

She held the sweet juicy crop handle in her mouth, making that perfect pouty "O" shape with her lips. She really thought she was doing well, but the soft breath of his air across her sweetest parts sent a shudder through her, and then the crop fell.

Candi knew immediately that the punishment would be quick and painful, but she wasn't frightened - rather she was excited.

She felt Jack step behind her, his now revived member pressing into her firm, round asscheeks. His hands moved around and roughly massaged her perky breasts.

The slap of the crop against her cunt was a wet, flat sound, and it jostled Candi's whole body. WAIT! If his hands were on her breasts, how had she been stricken? Was this yet another of her customers fondling her? Were there now two bodies here watching her helplessness? Or more? Could there be a whole audience in the room watching her perform unspeakable acts for money? Candi's mind was going a mile a minute - she was so deep in thought she forgot to brace for the second fall of the crop...
 
Candi gave a squeal as the crop struck her. It was a mixture of pain and surprise and her ass pressed back at me. She knew now that there were two of us using her.

Again I squeezed her erect nipples before snaking my hand into her hair, pulling it, forcing her head back. I sucked on the pale skin of her neck as it stretched before me, as my other hand slipped down behind her. I timed the slap to her firm ass to be at the same time as Jack again struck her pussy with the crop.
 
Three times I used the crop on her pussy, watching as her husband joined in, and started to use her body also. I watched as he pulled her head back, and slapped her ass as I used the crop.

I stopped for a moment, watching him, and figuring out how to turn the situation back to my advantage.

Tossing the crop aside, I again knelt before her, forcing her legs apart, as I deftly started to use my tongue on her. Stroking, the sucking lightly on her soaked pussy lips. Then, running my tongue around the outside of them, and crossing over to circle her clit, yet, but never touching.
I could hear her moans growing, as she pushed herself at me, and I knew that she wanted to cum, but, I was not ready yet.

Using two fingers I spread her cunt, freeing the glowing rosebud, before licking it slowly, sensually, and then sucking it HARD. I was waiting to hear this slut beg for release. And started to stroke her cunt as I sucked, and nibbled, pulling with my teeth.
 
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