I was sitting at the bar and looking pretty stunning. I was wearing a red wig, very short mini skirt and four inch pumps. I had shaved and plucked every hair and I felt hot. Men came and went with comments but no serious intent until an older heavy set man offered to buy me a drink.
He was 50 or so and getting a little thick around the middle but with very muscular arms. He had a kind of charm, but I wasn't that interested. I had a tall rangy, younger type on my mind. But I let him take my hand into his lap and oh my dear the size of that thing, really got my attention. My clitty jumped and my ass-pussy began to throb -- I am such a slut. My name is Mike he whispered into my ear -- "Caroline," I said, "Lets go."
As we walked to his place, his arm over my shoulder my attitude was that I would give Mike a try and if it didn't work out I would go back and find another cock.
As soon as we arrived I disrobed down to my heels, stockings and corset -- my seven inch clitty hanging free and ready. Mike smiled with approval took off his shirt and then pants to reveal the biggest cock this girl has ever seen. It was about nine or ten inches long (long enough), but it was as wide as a coke can.
Now any sane girl would be sensible and not allow a thing that size near her pussy, but I have a problem with cock -- it turns me into a raving incey, mincey out of control slut. I crawled on all fours across the floor and then knelt before Mike and pushed my face against his giant member and balls and felt happy. My clitty dribbled some cum and my ass-pussy contracted and expanded wildly. I'd be sore tomorrow but it wasn't the first time.
We fooled around for awhile and then Mike put a studded collar around my neck and led me on a chain into the basement where he had a full on playroom dungeon. Part of me said, you better get out of here girl, but my cock slut part was not going to miss out. Sigh^Å
First he bent me over a platform, lubed up his enormous cock and quite gently pushed it inside me without tearing me or hurting too much. I was gone and in heaven. He slowly increased the rate and began to fuck me for a few minutes, while I just moaned like a good girl and cum dribbled now and then from my clitty.
Over the next couple of hours Mike tied me up, whipped me, spanked me, fucked me, clamped my nipples and balls as I got lost in a dream of depravity. But just when I thought it was time to go Mike grabbed me and pushed me down into a cage, where I only had room to sit. He then took out his enormous schlong and pissed all over me and then turned and walked out of the room.
And so I sat in the cage all night stinking of Mike's piss, with Mike's cum dribbling from my aching ass-pussy and my nipples and balls thobbing in pain. Mike came back smiling in the morning, stood over the cage and took a huge piss all over me. As degrading and hideous as it was, as I looked at that huge cock all I wanted is to be fucked again and I realised that Mike knew it.
He took me out of the cage, pushed me down, ass up and fucked my hard, rough and long. Then he gave me my clothes and led me to a bathroom and allowed me to freshen up. I sat on the toilet touching my red raw ass-pussy, thinking that I wanted more and wondering why I didn't want to run away.
I was sitting in the playroom drinking a much needed cup of coffee when Mike lead three men into the room -- all of them leather muscle types. My legs began to tremble with anticipation and I began to wonder what I had got myself into.
At first I just watched as they harnessed the youngest one up in the sling and went to work on him. He was a very beautiful 18-20 year old with a bubble butt and smooth body. I liked the way they worked up to things almost in caring way -- you could see in the young guy's eyes how much he was a slave to their cocks.
Mike called me over and got me to kneel behind the hairy muscle man as he was fucking the young guy. I pulled the cheeks of his hairy butt apart and was immediately turned on by the musky, bum smell. Like a good girl I pushed my face in and licked his hole like my life depended on it. The best perfume is the smell of man all over you face. Mike and the other guy, a smooth muscle guy in his forties embraced and kissed while this was going on.
I continued to play my sissy role for awhile, licking butts, and licking cum and piss off bodies and floor and then Mike tied me bent over the platform. It was my turn to be gang-fucked, which had always been a dream of mine, but had never happened before. And so for what seemed ages I had cock in my face, in my ass-pussy and the smell of man pushing in from every side. They finished off by all pissing on me -- I think it is a leather guy thing.
I staggered off to the bathroom, washed, shaved and dressed. They were drinking in the living room as I tottered past waving bye-bye. It was already night when I stepped into the street. I don't know why or how but I was almost ready for more cock, but I did the sensible thing and went home to wash and preen and some get some beauty sleep.
When I awoke the first thing on my mind was Mike's cock. Here is a guy who deprived me of my liberty, kept me locked in a stinking cage against my will and all I can think of is having more of his cock. Well I did go back a couple of times, but it began to get boring and I had to go searching for new thobbing meat to satisfy this slut's insatiable desires.