Auction of women (revised)
The Commission shall be empowered to adopt delegated acts in accordance with Article 8a specifying:
By Miriam A.
This Regulation shall enter into force on the day following that of its publication.
After our experiment with the boys, I still fucked them one more time with my husband's participation but it was every once in a while on his own and at the third time I felt that he no longer vibrated as before. One day we decided to talk openly and he told me that he had almost died from having so much fun during this wonderful weekend but that his real desire was for another kind of sex. When he told me what he wanted, I immediately disagreed because I already knew what sadomasochism was and since I know him very well, I also knew that the part of suffering submissive would be mine. But he always touched on it, saying that I'd own this situation and stop when I decided to do so, that measured pain gave a lot of erection, which I had known before because he liked some kind of pain at certain times as well. He said that he used to go online early in the morning when I was sleeping, and that his stories were increasingly arousing for me. I was very curious, as every woman is and asked to be with him when he came in. At first I was horrified by the barbarity that you see on the Internet but then I learned how to make the best of those monstrosities after a couple months visiting websites about sex and sadomasochism we also started reading stories sent by netizens and it amazed me greatly at the diversity found among these stories there were all sorts of things but mostly they or almost all of them were poorly written But anyway after reading one or the other more interesting, invariably I noticed that he changed completely from being a little bit more aggressive to be stubborn and virile until I became convinced that he really did change with those mental incentives. And we went deeper into our readings on sadomasochism, and every now and then I would say to him: pay attention because it seems like there's no turning back if you go down this road. After deciding that we were going to participate in a session of sadomasochism, we stayed in the woods without a dog because as inexperienced as we were, we didn't know where to start or look. We exchanged ideas for about fifteen days and during this time climbing was wonderful. Chance changed our life. One Saturday afternoon, we had some couples from friends at home, there were four pairs in our house, an afternoon around the pool playing chat outside when suddenly without anyone bringing up the subject conversation turned into sexual side. From conversation to conversation, I ended up telling about our Internet posts and the websites we visited thinking that it would leave everyone with their mouths open. It was a huge surprise because they all started laughing at the same time, and I looked like an idiot, didn't understand anything, nor did my husband. Slowly Monica, my friend, wife of one partner in a small company said: "But you only found out this now? By the affirmative sign from all of them, she began: Listen to you two innocent children. Here in Campinas there is a couple's club that has been practicing this kind of relationship for a long time and we are all part of it since at least five years. I was very surprised because during all this time neither one of them let go even the slightest hint about this. Then already half enraptured, I started asking all sorts of questions. If it was a club, did anyone pay to enter, if only good people could attend etc. They were answering me everything and my husband silently just listening. Then slowly he said that he had heard about it. After a while we got to know everything about this club. Two of our friends were on the board of directors at the club. Around six o'clock in the afternoon, with everyone packed for generous doses of whiskey, I asked how one could join the club, making my husband roll his eyes. Marcio who was part of the board longer explained me in detail. First we had to be accepted by the club members who were in number of 75 couples, after acceptance you have to undergo an extremely detailed and complex medical examination because they are all from Campinas society and have family, and did not want to take risks especially after the spread of AIDS. Well, then I asked them to enroll us in the club board and he was right that they would do it as early as Monday morning. They were all unanimous in saying that the board of the club is only for people who are nice, rich, well-educated but we should think carefully because sadomasochism, if you don't look at it very clearly is difficult to endure. Since my husband's opinion had already been defined there was nothing left except my agreement so I started asking women questions to find out what their feelings were. They were all unanimous in saying that both the feelings of being humiliated as a sex slave and dominating as mistress to sexual slaves was formidable, but they would rather be enslaved because they enjoyed it more profoundly. My tendency also became firm for me to become everyone's slave because I wanted to feel every possible sensation. Half selfishly at this time I wasn't thinking about my husband or his pleasure, only what he would feel, and I already liked it. After the guys left, we went for a hike like I only remember going when we were newlyweds. My husband was electrified stepping on hot coals talking to himself in an euphoric mood that made it fun to watch and we slept very well that night so Monday I was calling everyone from Saturday to see how everything had gone That afternoon Marcio called me and said that he had spoken with the current president, because every six months a new president was appointed in order to keep the club from falling into disarray. And each time we changed presidents our parties got better and bigger. Since almost all of them already knew us by name it wasn't difficult for us to be accepted, so we started preparations for joining the club. By the end of the week we had done all the tests and were just waiting for the results. As we are perfectly healthy, we knew that our result would be normal. The next week of all the results, we were invited to go to the club president's house whose home was going to be used for a party where we would introduce ourselves to other members. It was Thursday and we arrived after dinner at about 9 o'clock in the evening. We were very well received by him and his wife. He was a tall, strong man around 55 years old and she was much younger, must have been 30 or so, very beautiful, naturally blonde, who I later learned was his third wife. He welcomed us into the library, and we sat around drinking whiskey while chatting trivia. Gradually he took our conversation to a topic that interested both of us. Looking me straight in the eye, he asked if I would really go through situations like what happened at a party or an event such as this. I replied that I was prepared for whatever came my way. And then he posed the same question to my husband, who answered it exactly the same. I hadn't dressed up much because I didn't know how to impress them, but since I knew that I was very attractive and normally dressed with a lot of sensuality, I knew it was pleasing. I wore a dress bought in Paris from black silk, very thin Chinese skirt folded into creases and generous neckline. Since I never wear bras the contours of my breasts were clearly visible underneath the fine silk covering them. I used smoked trousers, high-heeled shoes and some good jewelry. I also used dark panties like those little ones, but not the kind you get inside yourself. All of a sudden, he said to me: "Go to the fireplace and lower your dress up to your waist". I was dumbfounded for several seconds without fully understanding what he had said until he repeated it incisively: "I told you to go to the fireside and put down your dress, bitch. That's when I understood the gist of the matter". So I got up and went to the hearth and slowly pulled my dress down so that both breasts were visible. Then he asked me to raise my skirt till his panties came out in full view. He then ordered me to get close to his wife so she could examine me. When I got close, she told me to go for a full lap with my skirt up and dress still down. Then without the slightest ceremony, she took a spatula that was on top of the table and put it over her right breast nipple, then picked out her left hand and swung it around as if wondering how much weight it weighed. She placed her hands on my buttocks, smoothed them a little bit, and said to her husband: "That's a beautiful female specimen". After that he told me to sit down and compose myself, and the conversation went back to normal. He said very kindly that he didn't think I would pass this test and was impressed with me -- in fact, with us because my husband had also behaved according to the rules. We returned home for another memorable climb.
This Regulation shall enter into force on the twentieth day following that of its publication.
The party had been scheduled for a month earlier, and it was the most fulfilling month of our lives. We spent every night anticipating what would happen at the party, talking about what we expected from each other, how we were going to react and feel, whether or not we'd endure everything that lay in store for us, ultimately fantasizing savagely. It was an exquisite month. I already convinced myself deep down inside that I was dying of thirst, just didn't have much idea how my reaction would be to contact with so many men and women, nor if I wanted to be touched by another woman. But I was convinced that if I wanted to make the most of it, I would have to look at everything in a positive light. I conditioned myself to accept all orders and imperfections naturally because I also got tremendously excited by imagining scenes with me as the main character, so much so that I enjoyed being alone just thinking about some situations. The craziest things went through my head: now I'm with an old man, then I am with a very fat woman, then a handsome young man who is dying; finally my mind was racing. After this agonizing month, the day drew near. I started preparing for the party. I spent long days tanning in the pool, making sure to sunbathe completely naked so as not to leave bikini marks. My husband made a swimming pool at home so that we have total privacy without having any contact with employees and since children study afternoons I was able to sunbath for 10 consecutive days totally nude. Three days before I went to this brilliant hairdresser he has in Campinas, had my hair twirled, got me a sexy cut, did some skin treatments and during the day I put on an unobtrusive but very striking make-up. The party was set to start at 9 o'clock at night. I started getting dressed around six o'clock, so much was my anxiety. While packing up I had three shots of whiskey on the rock to calm my nerves and my husband took four. That day when we were at the president's house he made us aware of almost every rule in the club: one of them being that I should obey everyone without distinction male or female under any circumstance and do everything I am told except climb with someone before the owner has maintained a relationship with me. The primacy of his first ascent was If I was ordered to suck a man or woman, I would have done it. But the first step had been his own. He'd also made clear that no men were going to use condoms, so women taking precautions -- whether they took pills or used an IUD or any other method of contraception -- this is a female problem. Since I normally take pills, I didn't need to worry about those details. By 8:30, I was already at the door waiting for my husband, but he argued we should be late. It was hard to wait another half hour. Finally, we left at nine o'clock in the car and by 9:30 p.m., we had handed it over to our driver -- which was a little bit strange for me because if there were drivers, then surely there would be waiters; I got carried away with an extra stool on top of my dress -- this satin gown that my husband also bought from Paris during one of his extravagant moments -- but he did have a V-neck skirt that went all the way down to my navel and stuck around my neck, so the backsleeve stretched right up to my hips, and next to my legs was a slit on each side that opened as I stepped forward. It was white satin, and the skirt wasn't very straight so that you could see your legs through it. I had a lot of sunburns on my body, so I didn't wear nylon stockings; all I wore were sandals with high heels in contrast to my burned-out skin. My cleavage was deep enough for me not to have any bra as usual, but when I walked around my breasts swayed gently but sensuously. Before we left, my husband said I looked stunning. The stool came over the outfit, along with some jewelry and a small bag containing makeup. When we entered the entrance hall a maitre d' came to greet us and took my stool and bag. We went into the main room, and I was amazed at how many people there were. Then I learned that it had circulated in the club that this party slave of the night is very beautiful and completely innocent in terms of sado-masochism. Later I found out that some have come from outside just for the party and to meet me. I was astonished, for there were many waiters circulating in the house; and my doubt was whether they would remain nearby when it began to be merry, and how we should behave under that circumstance. But as this was a night of no concern of mine, I quickly forgot about this detail. The blonde wife of the hostess whose name was Rose came towards me took me by the arm and led me into a circle of men and women who stood at the centre of the hall. She introduced me to everyone saying just that: this is the night slave, but you wait a little while because my husband has an announcement to make. You can examine the material at will, but stay only on it for now, please she said. Immediately a short old man who was accompanied by a half-fat lady came near and stuck his hand into my cleavage, squeezing my breast lightly but not letting go of it. I had an impulse to leave, but remembered my purpose and smiled at him. I was more surprised when the chubby one also put her hand through her cleavage and grabbed at her other breast, asking her husband: "Are you enjoying yourself?" The old man replied: "It seems to be first-rate material but let's see how it turns out in the rest". I remained hard while the other men and women groped me, praising my gifts, and felt like a cow on auction day, just an object without any will of its own that stood there only to satisfy its masters. I lost sight of my husband as his friends dragged him into another room. I stood there at the mercy of those who wanted to touch me, poke me, examine me. There was even a young man in his 30s, strong and handsome that made me open my mouth to check my teeth like a horse. But after a few minutes I started liking it, and began feeling as if an orgasm were slowly approaching. After most had already examined me, I thought they'd lost interest in me, but I was wrong. The landlord was creating suspense, prolonging it while the class waited for what he would say. As he passed by I asked if I could have a shot of whiskey, and at the same instant took a slap in my face that made me turn around and almost fall. I leaned on someone and he came with his finger laughing to me: look here tramp, slave in my house does not speak unless it is addressed word, understood. Almost crying I shook my head in agreement. For this one I did not wait, and gave me an enormous desire to go away even. But soon afterwards called for a waiter and ordered him to serve two doses of whisky, which was so I would ask no more. When the waiter came with my glass, I stood near the window and put it on the windowsill while he was waiting for me with another cup in his hand. Seeing that he expected me to take the first one, I turned him over at once, seeing stars because the whiskey was pure. The waitress told me: go slowly cat or you won't enjoy it. I did not understand correctly but stayed quiet, and as she took her next dose, the host arrived in the center of the room and drew everyone's attention by pounding a knife into a crystal glass. Attention personnel come closer. When the wheel closed around him, he told me to come too.
This Regulation shall enter into force on the day following that of its publication.
My friends, tonight we have something very special this beautiful female specimen has been brought to us from far away and because it is so special I am going to change the rules for tonight as one of the prerogatives of the presidency as president As president of the club, I claim my right to own it first but as at this moment I am not yet in a mood you can use it any way until my time comes. I'm going to call one of our friends and have him auction off this marvel. It made me kind of dizzy because wasn't I turning into an object? Claudio come over here and take charge. The wheel had moved away so that everyone could see what was about to happen. He was a handsome man about 45 years old, half gray but with the body of an athlete, smelling delicious lavender and came to me.Coming up beside me he ordered that a waiter bring the center table near the wall. When he brought the table, he told me to climb on it. Despite being a beautiful man, Claudio had a slightly crooked smile on his face. I could hear the class whispering, because my breast is really beautiful. He grabbed it gently and shook a little bit as he spoke to the class -- look how firm, how smooth without any marks, speaking exactly like you would speak of a mare at a horse auction; I didn't know what face she was in but gradually his touch with her hand rocking my breasts began to excite me even more. Then he walked behind me and pulled on one side of the dress revealing the other breast. And then from behind me he swung both hands alternately over my chest making me go up high. I made an effort not to close my eyes and mocked right there. Then he lifted up the handles of his dress, making a chorus of complaints, but said: "You will all take advantage of this sweetness so don't rush me". When he said that I became apprehensive. As it would satisfy them all, I do not know if I could endure even two. He continued behind me and slowly, very slowly began raising my gown, showing my legs well burned in sunlight contrasting with the white of the dress. I'd also put on a very sexy white lace panties, and he would climb up a little bit and drop it off, then start to climb the dress again until he was at my waist level saying: "Look how lovely and delicious this animal has got. It is made for any size of stick or tongue". He told me to turn my back towards the audience, with his dress still raised speaking: And look at her butt, rounded, tight waiting for one of you but I am not going to take off her pants which are so that you can imagine what she has underneath. The winner of the bidding is to take advantage. Well people let's start auctioning first I will auction your dress, which came from Paris it is size 40, beautiful as you can see i thought this was a one-time sale and then they would give me back my dress but nothing like that i remember my husband paid for him more or less $500,000 dollars in paris from some pretty little woman he made an offer of R$2,000,00 reais ,and then someone went up to 2,50000, and ended up being fined by R$3,600,00. I started to feel a little dizzy, not sure if it was because of the whisky auction but also remembered that I had put on a gold chain around my neck. It wasn't very big or valuable but I really liked it especially for my Bulgari bracelet which cost about R$10,000 and without knowing how my husband would react. The chain ended up being sold at an auction for R$3,000,000 (which should be twice its value). But apparently the seller forgot his watch as it went from wristbands to sandals. At this time I was only wearing panties and sandals because my dress had already been taken off by the waiter, who took advantage of it to rub on my breast as he removed it. When the auction started for the shoe a huge lady, who should wear shoes size 40 made an absurd bid for the sandal. She sent R$ 1,000,00 and the sandals were size 36. When the waiter came to take off my sandals he said: I'm not giving four thousand, but I want him to stay with a shoe because it is the most beautiful thing in the world a naked woman like this one there, nice shoes and jumps very high walking around. when he was going to auction his panties, the class begged him to leave because she was sexier too, but a gentleman insisted on buying her and threw for R$ 800,00 reais making sure of removing it himself. He went near the table and put his hands on my hips. So very slowly my panties started coming down towards my feet, only when I was passing through the booth he passed his hand in front of me to hold onto it and with a finger stretched inside went right over my booth and my anus.
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At this point, the auctioneer had also climbed up on the table and put his arm around my neck so that it fell hanging in front of my breast. He began to speak: Ladies and gentlemen, we are going to start the auction but you can choose what mode or activity you want this beautiful specimen to do or practice. After some guesses it was established that a kiss from me would be offered for sale, only one very warm tongue-kiss. After a few bids that went up as the guests' stitches rose, my kiss was won by a little brunette who paid R$300.000 for it. She climbed on the table and grabbed my head, hugged me tightly in the mouth, stuck her tongue into mine and tried to grab mine too. We stayed about two minutes with this kiss, and the crowd started screaming from pleasure. I didn't feel any disgust like I thought they would or no joy at all. It was absolutely love. At this point the whistles rained towards the auctioneer. Auctioning a blowjob on her little face, some shouted but the majority's opinion prevailed. By the time they had decided I was stunned again. What would now be auctioned off was one of my blows to whoever won. I wished for men to bid heavily because if it were a woman I'd have to suck her anyway, but I preferred a thousand times as much a man. All this while with staff excitement and mine too, I didn't remember about my husband until I saw half hidden in the right side of the room. I smiled at him, and he responded with his thumbs up as a sign of approval. This time the competition was fierce: four men and two women were competing for my blow job in lots worth R$50. It started from $200 to more than R$2,000 when two contestants gave up saying one to another: At the end of the night we send you suck without paying anything, is it really slave? And they laughed. But others wanted that hour. There remained an old man on the low floor accompanied by his wife who would give him the most strength. Another younger crown, athletic and well-groomed; a tall woman dressed very nicely and another who was the prototype of male women but thank God she didn't have as much money as the others. In few bids they were out and there were two men left. After all that short old man ended up winning my blowjob. His wife exulting with joy said: you saw right, I told you to go on, you will see how good it is going to be. She has a way of being one of those formidable suckers. Come on darling, and punched her husband. He asked us if we could get down to the big sofa which stood against the other wall. The auctioneer asked everyone to stand on this side of the room so that everybody would have an equal view of the suit. There I was, walking naked in front of the old man and woman. He sat down on the couch opened his sleeve and told me to start. I leaned over looking for his stick inside my trousers and found a soft little lifeless thing. His wife had been sitting beside him appreciating everything with great joy. I pulled out her wand and began gently licking its tip to see if it gave any sign of life but he remained dead, very dead. I was afraid of the embarrassment and then put it all in my mouth. I stayed with him, passing his tongue from one side to another until I felt a little shake and very slowly he began to harden. Until after hard he wasn't so insignificant like that, but small tough guy. I took advantage of whimsy on sucking for fear he would blow up suddenly and at this time of the championship I wanted to be the best among everyone in the enclosure, and also needed his fuck. A woman when she's properly aroused is able to have a huge orgasm with the taste of fucking in her mouth, even if it was from an old stranger. And I was tremendously excited about this whole situation and what would come next... It took a while, but when I felt it coming, I stepped aside so that my body wouldn't block everyone's view and kept speeding up the back-and-forth motion of my head violently shaking both hair and breasts at the same time because I know men almost enjoy seeing boobs rocking. After he made fun of me I continued with his dick for a few more minutes inside my mouth, sucking lightly to take out everything that was still in the canal. Then I gently licked his cock outside to remove what had leaked and also licked my hand which had received some splashes of fuck. When I got up there were only applause. I heard the most lacerated compliments not directly to myself but like this: Dude I would want to fuck her, but after demonstration I want a blow job from her. You saw how barbaric is blowjob, and how she likes business. It must be a big mouth, when it's my turn I will want an encore. I stood waiting for new developments. The auctioneer said he would start again. He told me to get back on the table, and once more with his arm around my neck, distractedly played with my left breast. Seemed like he was playing in absent-mindedness but looking down I saw the volume in his trousers and knew that he was getting excited. He kept boiling me while waiting for people to gather before us. I'd squeeze the little pecker off my breast, lightly sometimes harder, and then all over it, swinging it up and down and sideways, finally he was having fun with me. Because they had forbidden to use my mouthpiece or ass until the president did that, so there really only remained my mouth for them to have a good time in, which is what happened. The next round of competition got much tighter because everyone saw my performance, and everybody wanted the same thing. That's when the auctioneer asked the question: can we improve this personally? There was another shower of suggestions, but in their opinion the best one came from a very distinguished lady who put it this way: The slave is really formidable and everyone wants her to suck on everybody including us women. But at least for now let's leave that pleasure up to men. My suggestion is as follows: we will hold an auction in groups; each group will have 10 elements. The winning team will suck all of them, and they are going to enjoy themselves with this cuddly little thing which is what you want right? But if the slave is going to suck all of them one by one, it's gonna take a long time so we wives will start each sucking her man's cock and when he announces that she'll be mocked we put her in his fucking drink they agree. So we have some fun too and you guys want to make this more interesting we can suck our dicks indiscriminately what do you think? Some men liked the idea right away but some wives or lovers didn't and then it was decided every woman would suck their own During all this time the auctioneer did not stop to bowl me and I was already on bullet point for mockery. Before starting the auction, seven groups of 10 men each were made, carefully chosen, but I saw that there was a group with younger faces, and it was precisely those who had become more enthusiastic after my blowjob in the old man. I hoped he would have more money than the other groups. It seems that my prayers were being heard because it was the winning group. It was made up of six guys in their 30s, 35s two over 45 and 2 around 50 but all with gorgeous women even the most crowned ones I didn't think they were females but lovers because they were very young. They took a position on the big sofa and one of them called me to say that his wife would not suck him 'cause she was already having fun and if I hadn't started right away he would have fucked her pants While the women were still taking a stand, bending down to get near their dicks all dressed however I started sucking that boy and he was right as soon as I put my mouth on his cock he made fun of me violently without giving me time for anything. He got angry, yelled at me, caused a scandal until the host arrived. Aware of the facts, the landlord said: she'll suck you again till you make fun even if it takes three hours there okay? The guy agreed and told me to start over. But besides soft the guy was angry and as he had just mocked it was difficult to start hardening. I hoped that one of the others would immediately feel like making fun, so they'd have to go running drinking each other's fuck and have time for him to recover, but apparently those guys were not very happy with their companions mouths because nobody showed any signs of being ready and my chin started hurting from the movement. At this moment one of them spoke to the woman: Call her as soon as you come. I stood up towards the woman who had stopped and lowered myself just at the moment when the fucking jet came, but this one I managed to catch in time and was able to swallow everything without letting anything go. After he made fun of me I took advantage and kept my dick in my mouth so that others could be ready because I didn't want to return to the first right away. Then instantly heard another scream: well, she calls. Only it was very close by and it was easy. The wife pulled her husband's cock out of his mouth and I put his little member into everyone else's mouth. This time it paid off. It was a huge penis which completely filled my mouth. Since up to that day I had only put my husband's cock in his mouth, which is not very small but it isn't big either, this was a pleasant surprise. It was really large. I even had difficulty moving the tongue with him in my mouth. I sincerely hoped that the amount of fucking would do justice to the size of that member. As he didn't have fun right away as announced, I started getting worried because if someone called me at that moment I could not answer. But the gods were on my side. Soon afterwards he began to mock me profusely, in successive jets that filled my mouth and I was not having time to swallow because the man grabbed my head and shoved it firmly into my throat leaving no room for me to take his shit. I managed to give him a pass away then swallowed everything and moved again because he kept poking at me. He understood, gave a smile and in one last effort still released a generous jet into my mouth. I took the mouth of his dick, opened it for him to see that it was full of his cock and very slowly swallowed and open its mouth every now and then so he could watch the cock go down through the throat. He marveled. But the charm was broken because another lady requested my services. This time you were three behind them. I got on my knees not to waste any more time, and when I grabbed the stick from my hand to put it in my mouth, his wife asked: leave me the rest, cat? I then asked: just the rest? She replied: only. This room, it was not very funny because he immediately began to mock but a joke without force and in small quantity so much that it did not take even 15 seconds and I was already getting up to give his wife place because I have enough practice to know when this is over. As soon as he took my husband's stick I stood waiting for another call, but who called him was first enfezado, and when I was addressing him a gentleman almost in front of me shouted: do not leave from the girl I am going to make fun now, right away. While the lady who was with him stood up, I bent down to swallow his dick. He's one of the oldest in the group and he seems married because his wife is much younger than me but already half-crowned. When I put his cock into my mouth, I felt a hand on my cheekbone, but didn't turn around or move; I kept sucking it and heard him say: "You are looking for her little bit, darling?" And the woman behind me: "I am". I could feel his fingers entering me at the same time as another hand searching for my anus hole. When she stuck her fingers in my pussy I liked it, but when she put a finger on my ass, I loved it even more. But then I continued to suck that cock at will. Soon the jet came and because I was paying attention to both my pussy and my butt, the jet caught me by surprise and went straight for my throat. Almost choked and needed all of my self-control so as not to give an embarrassment spitting everything out onto the man. At great expense managed to swallow, but this time some escaped and fell into the couch. Worried about it took his dick's mouth away from him and there he enjoyed himself one last time sweating the sofa further. I didn't know what to do, but it seems that everyone was trying to help me that night. You told me: this is a very serious offense, letting your fucking master escape, and the punishment is whipped at will by the lord, but I am going to break his branch. Wipe the couch quickly with your tongue and stay for it. I started licking the sofa with some disgust because of the cloth when I was saved by the gong. This time it was a woman who shouted: run here, bitch, come soon drink the fuckin love. Slightly confused by my case on the sofa, I turned to the wrong side where the couple were. Here's his asshole, shouted the woman. They were almost at the end of the couch and she was a beautiful woman very pretty but spiteful I ran over there and she kept screaming: Drink up this fucking thing right now little bitch or else I will make an example out of you I also fuck with the president and have certain rights here I saw that guy get unfunny but he is really handsome too so in order to stop it immediately I put his member into my mouth I was trying to concentrate because it was hard sucking them all listening things and licking sofa When I started sucking it with pleasure, heard the woman scream again: you don't know how to do anything right, your little cow, this is how she sucks and giving me a push fell out of her mouth into his male cock, who then immediately began to mock in her mouth. When he began to joke she took off her mouth on purpose and jet fucked spread by its face, nose, outside the mouth, eyes and a bit on his chest, because she was well decorated. She continued shouting: soon takes up his stick without shame doggie, does not let anything else fall out. I quickly leaned down again and managed to swallow the last bit of shit that was left. After she had finished, she spoke to me: now everyone will wait for you to clean up your nut. Lick all the fucking from my face, my breasts, my eyes finally let me be clean. I started with her lap a little above his chest. I saw him shake, and realized that the whole staging was in order to achieve this very thing. I opened his eyes, and while licking he swallowed the crap he took out. Then near his mouth, on his lips more whimsical licks and the woman began to moan. I licked his face until there was not a trace of fucking left, but it was just in time for another woman to shout: run here you little whore. This one was the seventh and stood in the middle of the couch. He was also one of the younger ones. His wife seemed like an educated person because she spoke softly to me: capricious with him dear, because I love when he enjoys nice. I put his stick in my mouth. It was a normal stick, but had a different taste. I think that he was only waiting for me, because as soon as I put everything into his mouth he started mocking. She gave three small jokes and stopped. I was a little disappointed, but the woman leaned down and spoke in my ear: not letting go no well because he is slowly going on for half an hour releasing cock. I continued with his whole dick in my mouth and felt that it was softening.I began to move my head back and forth, but she said again in my ears: No darling, just hangs there, only moves her spoon around his penis which is what already lets out more fuck. I did as she talked thinking that it would do nothing, when suddenly I felt the member stiffen up again and three more jets of cock filled my mouth. I was more and more amazed. How much we don't know. When I mentioned taking out his mouth he came back again: my goodness, it is not finished yet. Two times are missing. It seemed impossible to me but I stood firm feeling the member shrinking in size every time, when it was almost completely soft, stiffened a little more and released three jets already with less intensity and quantity. I confess that I did not believe it would happen again, but I waited. When its dick was totally soft and tiny inside my mouth it still kicked once more. Oh, she said: "Alright darling, now you can go to another one". It was just in time because two men ahead a girl waved at me. Hurry up and come! Time for swallowing an enormous cock of greeting but very thinly. The man started kicking inside my body while simultaneously pushing my head downwards. I managed to squeeze the first jets, but he was burying that stake in my throat. I felt cravings and had mouth full of shit because I couldn't suck it 'cause my neck was stuffed shut. I saw the black stuff, because I was about to vomit when in a superhuman effort managed to hold me he buried at once that thin mast on my throat. It went all the way and it even got down my neck. He held me for a few moments and then let go of me. When I took out his dick's mouth, I could swallow cock that had been in his mouth and returned to the stick to finish with the remaining pieces of fuck that he still released. He kept sticking hard while his wife made me stand up, caressed my hair and told me: "He said he would do this with you". With me I've gotten used to it, but women in general vomit on him. You saw the size of his dick no because well he went up to the middle of your throat you did very good darling. I am one of the few women who can stay with a stick this size at the neck without feeling bad now we are two. I was exhausted and there were still two missing. I apologized and as she walked away, I started licking first the tip of her member then down to one side with my tongue only without using my lips. I turned around on his little dick very gently, then gradually climbed up towards its head. For a while I kissed the end of his stick which was just an ordinary stick. I felt that man start getting excited, so I increased the intensity of my bites and sucks. Sucked out his channel, stuck the tip into the canal, and because I had already learned from what happened before, forced his cock toward the bottom of my throat. I felt the dick slowly going down my throat, and it was amazing to me that I had mastered this technique without feeling anxious again. And I'm really enjoying myself in a new way: I am about to drive my husband crazy by shoving his cock up into my neck, which is when I got an insane idea -- could I get him to make fun of me right in the middle of my mouth? No, I was 20 centimeters down my throat and looking out of the window realized that everyone had been watching to see where all those sticks went in my mouth. That's when he started making fun. The cock rolled round down my neck, and my only frustration was not being able to enjoy its flavor but I was fully fulfilled. Another sexual achievement for me that night. And this one wasn't very good. When I took off my lips I gave a quick lick on some trace and stood up almost falling backwards it was an ovation everybody applauded people were shouting One of them came and asked me: you've done this before or learned it just now. I said that was the first time, and more surprised they were. Immediately several candidates appeared to fill my throat with sticks. It was missing but the initial brush. I went to his side, but he was talking to two gentlemen. Naughtyly he told me: You had the ability to leave me unwilling. Look at how is my stick. He was really wilted and not funny. I stood up without saying anything and he continued the conversation om others. Seeing me standing there waiting, he told me to get down on my knees and suck his dick. I got up on my knee in an awkward situation where I was sucking a soft stick while he talked about business. But anyway that night I was the slave who would do what my masters ordered. My knees were already hurting, and I didn't feel like sucking anyone at that moment because if I did it, this cock would be hard as shit. But then I figured, if I stay here doing whatever I want, In a short time the stick began to show signs of life. When he noticed, I told him to stop and sat down on the sofa calling me to go along with it. I bent down and continued masterfully. I did as I had not done with any of the others. I felt him start getting hard, strong, vigorous and prepared myself for the last fucking hour. He came quietly in great quantity tasty full polite right into my mouth filling all my mouth. I held back a little bit, opened his mouth slightly so that he could see and swallowed, went on because I knew more was coming. And then he came, quite, I think he was still angry. It filled my mouth again. But that was the last straw, so I held his stick until it got really wet and then as I walked away from him I opened my mouth wide to let him see how full it had become.
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After this section I stood near the wall, and as everyone was half full no one gave me much ball. At that moment my husband came close to me, and lightly stroking my breast spoke: you're only a depravity. I thought he was reproaching me and retorted: do you want to go away love? No, she replied. I am amazed by your attitudes. You have always been discreet, and now without more or less turns into a real zone whore with lots of guys at once. I answered: My love it was you who started and induced me to enter in this adventure. I'm adoring, because every cell of my being is enjoying it, and I decided not to care about any moral brakes or social barriers. Today is our day to make the most out of this place, but if you are thinking that I am exaggerating then I can pretend, but inside I am in paradise as lovely as it is. Today I am not your wife, I am a slave who must give pleasure to everyone present, and so I will act". He immediately retorted: "No way! I asked if he wanted me to give him a blowjob, because it was forbidden to climb up there. He said that he could handle it and the landlord had warned us that everything we did should be out in the open without hiding anything from anyone. That's what he said then walked away leaving me alone again. But before long, men and women began surrounding me once more; they came over, touched me, stroked my hair, and continued talking. A woman about fifty years old told her friends: "The slave has not satisfied any of these ladies yet, is she? Let's get the auctioneer to start another phase right away. They called the man who put me on top of the table again and he summoned everyone. When the class was assembled, he said: "Any suggestions regarding what we will be auctioning from now on". The women present want to be satisfied by the slave but since today everything is done through bidding, let us guess a little bit. At this time the owner of the house had opened a room that led to the entrance hall and everyone had gone in there for parading. Only now did I see that it was here where the paraphernalia of sadomasochism were located. The women all came out with collars around their necks, half-naked, covered by leather clothes, some sporting a ponytail which I didn't know yet if it was tucked up into anus. The men - at least most of them with whiplashes in hand - had already been beating on their own wives and others as well. A waiter arrived with his arms full of parading and left everything on a sofa. Immediately, one of the women shouted: let's auction off the right to turn a slave into an equine!!!!! Everybody loved that idea except me who didn't know what it was about. The auction started and this time things got heated. My costume rights hit $5,600 reais. I went crazy and prepared myself thinking they were going to put something leather on me or little more than that. The winning bid came from a couple where you could clearly see that the woman gave out cards. Then I learned she owned their fortune. It was explained. They told me to get off the coffee table and stand in the middle of the room. The woman, who was not at all ugly and must have been about my age, took a brake-like thing from her pile of utensils and came over and put it on me. She forced my mouth open and when I opened up he shoved that goatee into my mouth and sharpened the mask against the back of my neck. It was very uncomfortable but there wasn't anything I could do; I just hadn't counted on it. Then his husband walked behind me and made me bend down so everyone could see my butt. I didn't see the time when he picked up his instrument, but I realized that he had put an object in front of my rectum and without any delicacy began to force it inside me. I tried hard not to shed tears because I was hurting so much. When I realised that I had reached the end he straightened me out. It wasn't a very big or thick thing, but it caused me some discomfort. I did not know how long I would have this stuff stuck on me, so I prepared myself for a long stint. My tail was already shaved, what more could come? The woman came in with a sort of leather-striped corset and, passing over my breasts, fastened it to the back so that I was securely strapped up by the leather strips. I must have been getting into shape because everyone praised me; when this phase had ended she pulled me on her goat's reins, walked around all the rooms of the house showing myself off for any guests they might not have seen before and as she passed through a large mirror which stood in the main hall, I saw myself. The sight of myself with those ornaments made me tremendously aroused, pushed my breasts and back even more. The woman realized it and spoke to her husband: the slave girl liked what she saw. I think that she was trying to excite herself as much as possible before starting anything with me, but her husband did not, because all the time he had his hand either on my butt or in my cheek. He stuck his fingers into me, looked for my little front hole put his finger there while we walked. When we approached the owner of the house, his wife asked him when he was going to eat me so that everyone could enjoy everything they wanted from me. He replied that in about 45 minutes I would use it. When we arrived at an indoor room, the woman turned to her husband and said: "Let's immediately take advantage of the money invested on a seagull". What do you want to do with her? We go over to that couch there, take off her cock so she can suck me good. The man obeyed and we went up on the sofa. She laid down with legs wide open and ordered me to kneel and suck it. I hadn't even touched another woman until that day, let alone a blow job, but I did what was told, and tried to do as much artistically as possible. Her husband sat next to her and told me to suck him too, alternating between his mouthpiece and his cock. His dick was already hard but he had difficulty making fun of it so I went from one to the other until I felt that my wife shook and focused more on her until she started having an orgasm. I went deep in search of the liquid, at the same time feeling that she was very much enjoying my endeavor.When she finished mocking me, she squeezed her legs on my head, holding my mouth tight against her lipstick, and stayed like this for about three minutes. It remained until her husband complained he wanted to make fun too. As soon as she let go of me, I gave up his cock and also did a whimsy blowjob. I used everything I had learned from my husband, and that night, plus innate wisdom into high-class hooker. Before long the man discharged all that was in my mouth. Once again I gave a demonstration of what I was capable of. Holding it very slowly so that he would feel that I loved his cock, and sipping through the whole thing little by little. They love when they know you like their broth because most women only do this out of obligation or compulsion. After having exhausted all her seed, I got up and stood waiting. The near-deceased woman called one of her friends who was passing by and said: "The hour in which you have a chance at an auction to buy any suckling egg is worth every penny you spend". I was a little upset about the word "little animal", but, you know, it's nice to be complimented on your blow job.
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After that the waiters started serving drinks and food to guests, and everyone who was hungry left me a little aside. A bit alone because every one passing by my side stopped for a while and either stuck his finger in my bowl or gave me a kiss on the mouth, but the vast majority of both men and women would take some seconds sucking each other's breasts. Some more malicious ones squeezed them tightly so they could see the fingerprints on my brown burned skin. I stood there for half an hour, static as a statue, whilst being beaten up in all possible ways. To the guests of that day I was really nothing but an object, inanimate, at their disposal for whatever they wanted to do. No one bothered giving me either food or water. There was a naughty waiter who every time he passed by me said: later on I'll take you into the kitchen and we will all eat you, little doggie. Leave what is most delicious for the poorest. At this moment the owner came near me accompanied by his beautiful wife, and examined me in detail, commenting with her about my physical attributes. Then he spoke to his wife: let's have a little fun now both of us with the slave, do you catch my good? And she replied: we will dear but would like to stay three in our room without anyone around ta? He agreed immediately and she pulled me by collar upstairs. We entered into a sumptuous room. The huge bed was covered with satin blanket from fresh beautiful salmon color. Slowly the woman began removing all appliances that I had put on it. She slowly took out everything, even her ass which was still stuck in my anus. After I was completely naked, he ordered me to take a quick shower and then come back. Comfortingly after the bath, I put on an attire that had been waiting for me and walked towards the couple who were awaiting me in bed. The man lying down pulled me toward him and gave me a long tasty kiss. His wife came from behind and began nibbling my ears and kissing my neck. He got close to my little hole and was playing around while I twisted in a fit of excitement because she couldn't get her tongue where I wanted it. The landlord noticed my state of arousal and forced my head towards his penis. When I started sucking him, I thought to myself that he would give everything at this time for a conventional climb, but since he did want that, all right. But it was only when I began that he turned me over laying on the bed and crawled up onto me. While he was getting ready to stick his dick in me, the woman with a lot of sensuality started kissing me. A tongue-kiss that was deep and sweet and warm much better than his kiss. Since up until then I had only sucked on so many people my little face craved for a cock. The landlord's cock was normal without any major attractions but it was what I wanted too badly and immediately began having fun, which I really enjoyed while the beautiful lady would lick my breasts, lick her hard horny cocks and say nice things into my ear. I felt that the host was enjoying himself immensely, filling me with shit. When he relaxed his wife apologized and taking him away started sucking all of his cock mixed in my vagina juice from my mouthpiece. She stuck her tongue down there to get out everything possible causing an indescribable hard-on again. I couldn't take it and began having a huge orgasm again, and he helped by continually sucking whatever came out of me. And when she stopped sucking me we spent some moments hugging each other half faint but intensely enjoying this moment. So she got up and spoke to her husband: my dear, you know that I do everything to please you, and am quite corresponded by you, but I want to ask you something now. He said: say it. Then she asked him not to let anyone judge me that night, and give a way of reserving the end of the evening for us three enjoy each other's all, which he readily agreed. Then taking my hand she took me to her closet, and picked out a beautiful red dress made of pure chiffon that was half transparent, gave me some red panties too, fixed up my hair which had been slightly unkempt, kissed me on the face and spoke with me. You are still everyone's slave as per our club rules but from now on I am going to make you have fun like never before. She also told me to put on a red high-heeled sandal and we will go down Chapter 7
We slowly descended the stairs, and since we had taken longer than usual everyone was waiting for us. From the happy face of the hostess and landlord they realized that I was now free so everybody could also eat me in any way they wanted. When we got downstairs there were a bunch of people around me. They all started touching me again everywhere, putting their hands through my necklace to touch my breasts, underneath my dress to feel my mouthpiece, finally more and more it seemed like I was an article on some shelf. I noticed my husband and blinking, he understood me and came up to me. I told him that I was a little bit hungry and thirsty but wanted to know quickly what had happened up there. Also briefly told him more or less what had occurred because soon the class started shouting for the auction to start again. I was taken back to the bar only dressed as it was. After the first bids were clear that men have organized themselves in two groups and they made bids together. But since I was on fire, it wouldn't bother me. The highest bid was R$ 7.200.000 reais given by a group of gentlemen led by a short-haired bald man who was the most enthusiastic among them. There were five men: one about 35 years old and very handsome; another skinny in his 40s; an extremely well dressed mulatto whose age is difficult to calculate; and yet another younger guy with an asshole face. After they won, they took my hand and asked if I wanted something to eat, and as I said yes we went to the glass and served me some salads and a glass of white wine. I ate it all with hunger, drank three more glasses of wine and found myself in a position to face even an army battalion. All the guests chatted amongst themselves, flirting, one or another couple was climbing, some woman would eventually suck her partner at that moment, but you could clearly see that almost all attention was always focused on me and those who had gained some participation from my sexual activity. So the circle formed around us was always numerous. They had gone into the main hall of the house, and they ordered their waiters to remove all furniture including sofas and armchairs. As it was a clear day, they asked them to bring cushions and play on the floor. Since they were my owners at that time, each one lay down on some pillows and the rest of the staff either stood up to watch or started sitting on the very ground itself. The short-haired leader told me to stand in the middle of the room and he said I should dance for them but it would have to be really sensual. Because I love to dance, and the music at that moment was conducive for dancing what they wanted to see so I didn't do it as a request and started shaking my hips and rocking my breasts right into the warm rhythm of the music and slowly took off all my clothes then just got in my underwear and kept on squeezing until he said stop. He turned to his other four friends and asked: "Does any one of you want to share this slave with me because I will be eating first and she is going to eat her mouthpiece so if anyone wants some ass we can go together". I was quite surprised and worried because it had never happened to me. As I said at the beginning, when my husband sometimes wants to eat my cooking, I agree, and although feeling a certain horny is not one of my favorite desires. But with two didn't know what to think. At this moment the mulatto spoke: claiming the right to fill his kitchen with my stick if colleagues do not mind. Since nobody said anything he went ahead as well. If I was concerned before then now I am much more so, since it is known that blacks and mulattos are far better endowed than other races. I felt like asking them to reverse the positions, but knew that if they did it could get a few lashes, but mainly I wanted to follow all the rules of the club.The short guy came to the center of the hall, lay down on the floor ordered me to come closer and start sucking his dick, which was kind of hard despite my sensuality in dancing. I was dying of a hard-on again and the man despite his short stature had a stick respectable in size and thickness. It amazed me, but it made me happy because I needed one on my thirsty little cheek. So I rode him up and began to force the stick into my cheek slowly so that I could feel its penetration well. When everything inside was already there I started moving up and down very slowly just to make the most out of those moments. I was doing this lovely movement when the mulattocos stuck an unbelievably large monster with no head against my face. At first I exulted with that tool, and when he forced it into my mouth I gasped for satisfaction. It was difficult to combine the movements of climbing with shortness and put this thing in your mouth because you have to force your lips open as much as possible without losing the rhythm of the climb. Only then did I realize the situation, that everything I had in my mouth wasn't going to mock at this time on my little mouth but behind me. Honestly started worrying really, thinking I would run out and ruin our night, mine of my husband and everyone else. He then gently asked me to spit on the stick's head and whispered in my ear: "Kitty, I know it is big and felt when you shivered but I will make you enjoy like never before. And with all possible delicacy do not worry; that shudder which you gave of fear you shall give of pleasure". So he positioned himself behind me, and slowly without the slightest hurry as I slowed my movements so that he could also hit the entrance of my anus, leaning forward with my breasts resting on the short man's chest leaving his rectum completely exposed to the giant in back. He leaned his huge head against this stick and very, but very slowly actually started pushing it inside for help.
By Miriam A.
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After our experiment with the boys, I still fucked them one more time with my husband's participation but it was every once in a while on his own and at the third time I felt that he no longer vibrated as before. One day we decided to talk openly and he told me that he had almost died from having so much fun during this wonderful weekend but that his real desire was for another kind of sex. When he told me what he wanted, I immediately disagreed because I already knew what sadomasochism was and since I know him very well, I also knew that the part of suffering submissive would be mine. But he always touched on it, saying that I'd own this situation and stop when I decided to do so, that measured pain gave a lot of erection, which I had known before because he liked some kind of pain at certain times as well. He said that he used to go online early in the morning when I was sleeping, and that his stories were increasingly arousing for me. I was very curious, as every woman is and asked to be with him when he came in. At first I was horrified by the barbarity that you see on the Internet but then I learned how to make the best of those monstrosities after a couple months visiting websites about sex and sadomasochism we also started reading stories sent by netizens and it amazed me greatly at the diversity found among these stories there were all sorts of things but mostly they or almost all of them were poorly written But anyway after reading one or the other more interesting, invariably I noticed that he changed completely from being a little bit more aggressive to be stubborn and virile until I became convinced that he really did change with those mental incentives. And we went deeper into our readings on sadomasochism, and every now and then I would say to him: pay attention because it seems like there's no turning back if you go down this road. After deciding that we were going to participate in a session of sadomasochism, we stayed in the woods without a dog because as inexperienced as we were, we didn't know where to start or look. We exchanged ideas for about fifteen days and during this time climbing was wonderful. Chance changed our life. One Saturday afternoon, we had some couples from friends at home, there were four pairs in our house, an afternoon around the pool playing chat outside when suddenly without anyone bringing up the subject conversation turned into sexual side. From conversation to conversation, I ended up telling about our Internet posts and the websites we visited thinking that it would leave everyone with their mouths open. It was a huge surprise because they all started laughing at the same time, and I looked like an idiot, didn't understand anything, nor did my husband. Slowly Monica, my friend, wife of one partner in a small company said: "But you only found out this now? By the affirmative sign from all of them, she began: Listen to you two innocent children. Here in Campinas there is a couple's club that has been practicing this kind of relationship for a long time and we are all part of it since at least five years. I was very surprised because during all this time neither one of them let go even the slightest hint about this. Then already half enraptured, I started asking all sorts of questions. If it was a club, did anyone pay to enter, if only good people could attend etc. They were answering me everything and my husband silently just listening. Then slowly he said that he had heard about it. After a while we got to know everything about this club. Two of our friends were on the board of directors at the club. Around six o'clock in the afternoon, with everyone packed for generous doses of whiskey, I asked how one could join the club, making my husband roll his eyes. Marcio who was part of the board longer explained me in detail. First we had to be accepted by the club members who were in number of 75 couples, after acceptance you have to undergo an extremely detailed and complex medical examination because they are all from Campinas society and have family, and did not want to take risks especially after the spread of AIDS. Well, then I asked them to enroll us in the club board and he was right that they would do it as early as Monday morning. They were all unanimous in saying that the board of the club is only for people who are nice, rich, well-educated but we should think carefully because sadomasochism, if you don't look at it very clearly is difficult to endure. Since my husband's opinion had already been defined there was nothing left except my agreement so I started asking women questions to find out what their feelings were. They were all unanimous in saying that both the feelings of being humiliated as a sex slave and dominating as mistress to sexual slaves was formidable, but they would rather be enslaved because they enjoyed it more profoundly. My tendency also became firm for me to become everyone's slave because I wanted to feel every possible sensation. Half selfishly at this time I wasn't thinking about my husband or his pleasure, only what he would feel, and I already liked it. After the guys left, we went for a hike like I only remember going when we were newlyweds. My husband was electrified stepping on hot coals talking to himself in an euphoric mood that made it fun to watch and we slept very well that night so Monday I was calling everyone from Saturday to see how everything had gone That afternoon Marcio called me and said that he had spoken with the current president, because every six months a new president was appointed in order to keep the club from falling into disarray. And each time we changed presidents our parties got better and bigger. Since almost all of them already knew us by name it wasn't difficult for us to be accepted, so we started preparations for joining the club. By the end of the week we had done all the tests and were just waiting for the results. As we are perfectly healthy, we knew that our result would be normal. The next week of all the results, we were invited to go to the club president's house whose home was going to be used for a party where we would introduce ourselves to other members. It was Thursday and we arrived after dinner at about 9 o'clock in the evening. We were very well received by him and his wife. He was a tall, strong man around 55 years old and she was much younger, must have been 30 or so, very beautiful, naturally blonde, who I later learned was his third wife. He welcomed us into the library, and we sat around drinking whiskey while chatting trivia. Gradually he took our conversation to a topic that interested both of us. Looking me straight in the eye, he asked if I would really go through situations like what happened at a party or an event such as this. I replied that I was prepared for whatever came my way. And then he posed the same question to my husband, who answered it exactly the same. I hadn't dressed up much because I didn't know how to impress them, but since I knew that I was very attractive and normally dressed with a lot of sensuality, I knew it was pleasing. I wore a dress bought in Paris from black silk, very thin Chinese skirt folded into creases and generous neckline. Since I never wear bras the contours of my breasts were clearly visible underneath the fine silk covering them. I used smoked trousers, high-heeled shoes and some good jewelry. I also used dark panties like those little ones, but not the kind you get inside yourself. All of a sudden, he said to me: "Go to the fireplace and lower your dress up to your waist". I was dumbfounded for several seconds without fully understanding what he had said until he repeated it incisively: "I told you to go to the fireside and put down your dress, bitch. That's when I understood the gist of the matter". So I got up and went to the hearth and slowly pulled my dress down so that both breasts were visible. Then he asked me to raise my skirt till his panties came out in full view. He then ordered me to get close to his wife so she could examine me. When I got close, she told me to go for a full lap with my skirt up and dress still down. Then without the slightest ceremony, she took a spatula that was on top of the table and put it over her right breast nipple, then picked out her left hand and swung it around as if wondering how much weight it weighed. She placed her hands on my buttocks, smoothed them a little bit, and said to her husband: "That's a beautiful female specimen". After that he told me to sit down and compose myself, and the conversation went back to normal. He said very kindly that he didn't think I would pass this test and was impressed with me -- in fact, with us because my husband had also behaved according to the rules. We returned home for another memorable climb.
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The party had been scheduled for a month earlier, and it was the most fulfilling month of our lives. We spent every night anticipating what would happen at the party, talking about what we expected from each other, how we were going to react and feel, whether or not we'd endure everything that lay in store for us, ultimately fantasizing savagely. It was an exquisite month. I already convinced myself deep down inside that I was dying of thirst, just didn't have much idea how my reaction would be to contact with so many men and women, nor if I wanted to be touched by another woman. But I was convinced that if I wanted to make the most of it, I would have to look at everything in a positive light. I conditioned myself to accept all orders and imperfections naturally because I also got tremendously excited by imagining scenes with me as the main character, so much so that I enjoyed being alone just thinking about some situations. The craziest things went through my head: now I'm with an old man, then I am with a very fat woman, then a handsome young man who is dying; finally my mind was racing. After this agonizing month, the day drew near. I started preparing for the party. I spent long days tanning in the pool, making sure to sunbathe completely naked so as not to leave bikini marks. My husband made a swimming pool at home so that we have total privacy without having any contact with employees and since children study afternoons I was able to sunbath for 10 consecutive days totally nude. Three days before I went to this brilliant hairdresser he has in Campinas, had my hair twirled, got me a sexy cut, did some skin treatments and during the day I put on an unobtrusive but very striking make-up. The party was set to start at 9 o'clock at night. I started getting dressed around six o'clock, so much was my anxiety. While packing up I had three shots of whiskey on the rock to calm my nerves and my husband took four. That day when we were at the president's house he made us aware of almost every rule in the club: one of them being that I should obey everyone without distinction male or female under any circumstance and do everything I am told except climb with someone before the owner has maintained a relationship with me. The primacy of his first ascent was If I was ordered to suck a man or woman, I would have done it. But the first step had been his own. He'd also made clear that no men were going to use condoms, so women taking precautions -- whether they took pills or used an IUD or any other method of contraception -- this is a female problem. Since I normally take pills, I didn't need to worry about those details. By 8:30, I was already at the door waiting for my husband, but he argued we should be late. It was hard to wait another half hour. Finally, we left at nine o'clock in the car and by 9:30 p.m., we had handed it over to our driver -- which was a little bit strange for me because if there were drivers, then surely there would be waiters; I got carried away with an extra stool on top of my dress -- this satin gown that my husband also bought from Paris during one of his extravagant moments -- but he did have a V-neck skirt that went all the way down to my navel and stuck around my neck, so the backsleeve stretched right up to my hips, and next to my legs was a slit on each side that opened as I stepped forward. It was white satin, and the skirt wasn't very straight so that you could see your legs through it. I had a lot of sunburns on my body, so I didn't wear nylon stockings; all I wore were sandals with high heels in contrast to my burned-out skin. My cleavage was deep enough for me not to have any bra as usual, but when I walked around my breasts swayed gently but sensuously. Before we left, my husband said I looked stunning. The stool came over the outfit, along with some jewelry and a small bag containing makeup. When we entered the entrance hall a maitre d' came to greet us and took my stool and bag. We went into the main room, and I was amazed at how many people there were. Then I learned that it had circulated in the club that this party slave of the night is very beautiful and completely innocent in terms of sado-masochism. Later I found out that some have come from outside just for the party and to meet me. I was astonished, for there were many waiters circulating in the house; and my doubt was whether they would remain nearby when it began to be merry, and how we should behave under that circumstance. But as this was a night of no concern of mine, I quickly forgot about this detail. The blonde wife of the hostess whose name was Rose came towards me took me by the arm and led me into a circle of men and women who stood at the centre of the hall. She introduced me to everyone saying just that: this is the night slave, but you wait a little while because my husband has an announcement to make. You can examine the material at will, but stay only on it for now, please she said. Immediately a short old man who was accompanied by a half-fat lady came near and stuck his hand into my cleavage, squeezing my breast lightly but not letting go of it. I had an impulse to leave, but remembered my purpose and smiled at him. I was more surprised when the chubby one also put her hand through her cleavage and grabbed at her other breast, asking her husband: "Are you enjoying yourself?" The old man replied: "It seems to be first-rate material but let's see how it turns out in the rest". I remained hard while the other men and women groped me, praising my gifts, and felt like a cow on auction day, just an object without any will of its own that stood there only to satisfy its masters. I lost sight of my husband as his friends dragged him into another room. I stood there at the mercy of those who wanted to touch me, poke me, examine me. There was even a young man in his 30s, strong and handsome that made me open my mouth to check my teeth like a horse. But after a few minutes I started liking it, and began feeling as if an orgasm were slowly approaching. After most had already examined me, I thought they'd lost interest in me, but I was wrong. The landlord was creating suspense, prolonging it while the class waited for what he would say. As he passed by I asked if I could have a shot of whiskey, and at the same instant took a slap in my face that made me turn around and almost fall. I leaned on someone and he came with his finger laughing to me: look here tramp, slave in my house does not speak unless it is addressed word, understood. Almost crying I shook my head in agreement. For this one I did not wait, and gave me an enormous desire to go away even. But soon afterwards called for a waiter and ordered him to serve two doses of whisky, which was so I would ask no more. When the waiter came with my glass, I stood near the window and put it on the windowsill while he was waiting for me with another cup in his hand. Seeing that he expected me to take the first one, I turned him over at once, seeing stars because the whiskey was pure. The waitress told me: go slowly cat or you won't enjoy it. I did not understand correctly but stayed quiet, and as she took her next dose, the host arrived in the center of the room and drew everyone's attention by pounding a knife into a crystal glass. Attention personnel come closer. When the wheel closed around him, he told me to come too.
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My friends, tonight we have something very special this beautiful female specimen has been brought to us from far away and because it is so special I am going to change the rules for tonight as one of the prerogatives of the presidency as president As president of the club, I claim my right to own it first but as at this moment I am not yet in a mood you can use it any way until my time comes. I'm going to call one of our friends and have him auction off this marvel. It made me kind of dizzy because wasn't I turning into an object? Claudio come over here and take charge. The wheel had moved away so that everyone could see what was about to happen. He was a handsome man about 45 years old, half gray but with the body of an athlete, smelling delicious lavender and came to me.Coming up beside me he ordered that a waiter bring the center table near the wall. When he brought the table, he told me to climb on it. Despite being a beautiful man, Claudio had a slightly crooked smile on his face. I could hear the class whispering, because my breast is really beautiful. He grabbed it gently and shook a little bit as he spoke to the class -- look how firm, how smooth without any marks, speaking exactly like you would speak of a mare at a horse auction; I didn't know what face she was in but gradually his touch with her hand rocking my breasts began to excite me even more. Then he walked behind me and pulled on one side of the dress revealing the other breast. And then from behind me he swung both hands alternately over my chest making me go up high. I made an effort not to close my eyes and mocked right there. Then he lifted up the handles of his dress, making a chorus of complaints, but said: "You will all take advantage of this sweetness so don't rush me". When he said that I became apprehensive. As it would satisfy them all, I do not know if I could endure even two. He continued behind me and slowly, very slowly began raising my gown, showing my legs well burned in sunlight contrasting with the white of the dress. I'd also put on a very sexy white lace panties, and he would climb up a little bit and drop it off, then start to climb the dress again until he was at my waist level saying: "Look how lovely and delicious this animal has got. It is made for any size of stick or tongue". He told me to turn my back towards the audience, with his dress still raised speaking: And look at her butt, rounded, tight waiting for one of you but I am not going to take off her pants which are so that you can imagine what she has underneath. The winner of the bidding is to take advantage. Well people let's start auctioning first I will auction your dress, which came from Paris it is size 40, beautiful as you can see i thought this was a one-time sale and then they would give me back my dress but nothing like that i remember my husband paid for him more or less $500,000 dollars in paris from some pretty little woman he made an offer of R$2,000,00 reais ,and then someone went up to 2,50000, and ended up being fined by R$3,600,00. I started to feel a little dizzy, not sure if it was because of the whisky auction but also remembered that I had put on a gold chain around my neck. It wasn't very big or valuable but I really liked it especially for my Bulgari bracelet which cost about R$10,000 and without knowing how my husband would react. The chain ended up being sold at an auction for R$3,000,000 (which should be twice its value). But apparently the seller forgot his watch as it went from wristbands to sandals. At this time I was only wearing panties and sandals because my dress had already been taken off by the waiter, who took advantage of it to rub on my breast as he removed it. When the auction started for the shoe a huge lady, who should wear shoes size 40 made an absurd bid for the sandal. She sent R$ 1,000,00 and the sandals were size 36. When the waiter came to take off my sandals he said: I'm not giving four thousand, but I want him to stay with a shoe because it is the most beautiful thing in the world a naked woman like this one there, nice shoes and jumps very high walking around. when he was going to auction his panties, the class begged him to leave because she was sexier too, but a gentleman insisted on buying her and threw for R$ 800,00 reais making sure of removing it himself. He went near the table and put his hands on my hips. So very slowly my panties started coming down towards my feet, only when I was passing through the booth he passed his hand in front of me to hold onto it and with a finger stretched inside went right over my booth and my anus.
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At this point, the auctioneer had also climbed up on the table and put his arm around my neck so that it fell hanging in front of my breast. He began to speak: Ladies and gentlemen, we are going to start the auction but you can choose what mode or activity you want this beautiful specimen to do or practice. After some guesses it was established that a kiss from me would be offered for sale, only one very warm tongue-kiss. After a few bids that went up as the guests' stitches rose, my kiss was won by a little brunette who paid R$300.000 for it. She climbed on the table and grabbed my head, hugged me tightly in the mouth, stuck her tongue into mine and tried to grab mine too. We stayed about two minutes with this kiss, and the crowd started screaming from pleasure. I didn't feel any disgust like I thought they would or no joy at all. It was absolutely love. At this point the whistles rained towards the auctioneer. Auctioning a blowjob on her little face, some shouted but the majority's opinion prevailed. By the time they had decided I was stunned again. What would now be auctioned off was one of my blows to whoever won. I wished for men to bid heavily because if it were a woman I'd have to suck her anyway, but I preferred a thousand times as much a man. All this while with staff excitement and mine too, I didn't remember about my husband until I saw half hidden in the right side of the room. I smiled at him, and he responded with his thumbs up as a sign of approval. This time the competition was fierce: four men and two women were competing for my blow job in lots worth R$50. It started from $200 to more than R$2,000 when two contestants gave up saying one to another: At the end of the night we send you suck without paying anything, is it really slave? And they laughed. But others wanted that hour. There remained an old man on the low floor accompanied by his wife who would give him the most strength. Another younger crown, athletic and well-groomed; a tall woman dressed very nicely and another who was the prototype of male women but thank God she didn't have as much money as the others. In few bids they were out and there were two men left. After all that short old man ended up winning my blowjob. His wife exulting with joy said: you saw right, I told you to go on, you will see how good it is going to be. She has a way of being one of those formidable suckers. Come on darling, and punched her husband. He asked us if we could get down to the big sofa which stood against the other wall. The auctioneer asked everyone to stand on this side of the room so that everybody would have an equal view of the suit. There I was, walking naked in front of the old man and woman. He sat down on the couch opened his sleeve and told me to start. I leaned over looking for his stick inside my trousers and found a soft little lifeless thing. His wife had been sitting beside him appreciating everything with great joy. I pulled out her wand and began gently licking its tip to see if it gave any sign of life but he remained dead, very dead. I was afraid of the embarrassment and then put it all in my mouth. I stayed with him, passing his tongue from one side to another until I felt a little shake and very slowly he began to harden. Until after hard he wasn't so insignificant like that, but small tough guy. I took advantage of whimsy on sucking for fear he would blow up suddenly and at this time of the championship I wanted to be the best among everyone in the enclosure, and also needed his fuck. A woman when she's properly aroused is able to have a huge orgasm with the taste of fucking in her mouth, even if it was from an old stranger. And I was tremendously excited about this whole situation and what would come next... It took a while, but when I felt it coming, I stepped aside so that my body wouldn't block everyone's view and kept speeding up the back-and-forth motion of my head violently shaking both hair and breasts at the same time because I know men almost enjoy seeing boobs rocking. After he made fun of me I continued with his dick for a few more minutes inside my mouth, sucking lightly to take out everything that was still in the canal. Then I gently licked his cock outside to remove what had leaked and also licked my hand which had received some splashes of fuck. When I got up there were only applause. I heard the most lacerated compliments not directly to myself but like this: Dude I would want to fuck her, but after demonstration I want a blow job from her. You saw how barbaric is blowjob, and how she likes business. It must be a big mouth, when it's my turn I will want an encore. I stood waiting for new developments. The auctioneer said he would start again. He told me to get back on the table, and once more with his arm around my neck, distractedly played with my left breast. Seemed like he was playing in absent-mindedness but looking down I saw the volume in his trousers and knew that he was getting excited. He kept boiling me while waiting for people to gather before us. I'd squeeze the little pecker off my breast, lightly sometimes harder, and then all over it, swinging it up and down and sideways, finally he was having fun with me. Because they had forbidden to use my mouthpiece or ass until the president did that, so there really only remained my mouth for them to have a good time in, which is what happened. The next round of competition got much tighter because everyone saw my performance, and everybody wanted the same thing. That's when the auctioneer asked the question: can we improve this personally? There was another shower of suggestions, but in their opinion the best one came from a very distinguished lady who put it this way: The slave is really formidable and everyone wants her to suck on everybody including us women. But at least for now let's leave that pleasure up to men. My suggestion is as follows: we will hold an auction in groups; each group will have 10 elements. The winning team will suck all of them, and they are going to enjoy themselves with this cuddly little thing which is what you want right? But if the slave is going to suck all of them one by one, it's gonna take a long time so we wives will start each sucking her man's cock and when he announces that she'll be mocked we put her in his fucking drink they agree. So we have some fun too and you guys want to make this more interesting we can suck our dicks indiscriminately what do you think? Some men liked the idea right away but some wives or lovers didn't and then it was decided every woman would suck their own During all this time the auctioneer did not stop to bowl me and I was already on bullet point for mockery. Before starting the auction, seven groups of 10 men each were made, carefully chosen, but I saw that there was a group with younger faces, and it was precisely those who had become more enthusiastic after my blowjob in the old man. I hoped he would have more money than the other groups. It seems that my prayers were being heard because it was the winning group. It was made up of six guys in their 30s, 35s two over 45 and 2 around 50 but all with gorgeous women even the most crowned ones I didn't think they were females but lovers because they were very young. They took a position on the big sofa and one of them called me to say that his wife would not suck him 'cause she was already having fun and if I hadn't started right away he would have fucked her pants While the women were still taking a stand, bending down to get near their dicks all dressed however I started sucking that boy and he was right as soon as I put my mouth on his cock he made fun of me violently without giving me time for anything. He got angry, yelled at me, caused a scandal until the host arrived. Aware of the facts, the landlord said: she'll suck you again till you make fun even if it takes three hours there okay? The guy agreed and told me to start over. But besides soft the guy was angry and as he had just mocked it was difficult to start hardening. I hoped that one of the others would immediately feel like making fun, so they'd have to go running drinking each other's fuck and have time for him to recover, but apparently those guys were not very happy with their companions mouths because nobody showed any signs of being ready and my chin started hurting from the movement. At this moment one of them spoke to the woman: Call her as soon as you come. I stood up towards the woman who had stopped and lowered myself just at the moment when the fucking jet came, but this one I managed to catch in time and was able to swallow everything without letting anything go. After he made fun of me I took advantage and kept my dick in my mouth so that others could be ready because I didn't want to return to the first right away. Then instantly heard another scream: well, she calls. Only it was very close by and it was easy. The wife pulled her husband's cock out of his mouth and I put his little member into everyone else's mouth. This time it paid off. It was a huge penis which completely filled my mouth. Since up to that day I had only put my husband's cock in his mouth, which is not very small but it isn't big either, this was a pleasant surprise. It was really large. I even had difficulty moving the tongue with him in my mouth. I sincerely hoped that the amount of fucking would do justice to the size of that member. As he didn't have fun right away as announced, I started getting worried because if someone called me at that moment I could not answer. But the gods were on my side. Soon afterwards he began to mock me profusely, in successive jets that filled my mouth and I was not having time to swallow because the man grabbed my head and shoved it firmly into my throat leaving no room for me to take his shit. I managed to give him a pass away then swallowed everything and moved again because he kept poking at me. He understood, gave a smile and in one last effort still released a generous jet into my mouth. I took the mouth of his dick, opened it for him to see that it was full of his cock and very slowly swallowed and open its mouth every now and then so he could watch the cock go down through the throat. He marveled. But the charm was broken because another lady requested my services. This time you were three behind them. I got on my knees not to waste any more time, and when I grabbed the stick from my hand to put it in my mouth, his wife asked: leave me the rest, cat? I then asked: just the rest? She replied: only. This room, it was not very funny because he immediately began to mock but a joke without force and in small quantity so much that it did not take even 15 seconds and I was already getting up to give his wife place because I have enough practice to know when this is over. As soon as he took my husband's stick I stood waiting for another call, but who called him was first enfezado, and when I was addressing him a gentleman almost in front of me shouted: do not leave from the girl I am going to make fun now, right away. While the lady who was with him stood up, I bent down to swallow his dick. He's one of the oldest in the group and he seems married because his wife is much younger than me but already half-crowned. When I put his cock into my mouth, I felt a hand on my cheekbone, but didn't turn around or move; I kept sucking it and heard him say: "You are looking for her little bit, darling?" And the woman behind me: "I am". I could feel his fingers entering me at the same time as another hand searching for my anus hole. When she stuck her fingers in my pussy I liked it, but when she put a finger on my ass, I loved it even more. But then I continued to suck that cock at will. Soon the jet came and because I was paying attention to both my pussy and my butt, the jet caught me by surprise and went straight for my throat. Almost choked and needed all of my self-control so as not to give an embarrassment spitting everything out onto the man. At great expense managed to swallow, but this time some escaped and fell into the couch. Worried about it took his dick's mouth away from him and there he enjoyed himself one last time sweating the sofa further. I didn't know what to do, but it seems that everyone was trying to help me that night. You told me: this is a very serious offense, letting your fucking master escape, and the punishment is whipped at will by the lord, but I am going to break his branch. Wipe the couch quickly with your tongue and stay for it. I started licking the sofa with some disgust because of the cloth when I was saved by the gong. This time it was a woman who shouted: run here, bitch, come soon drink the fuckin love. Slightly confused by my case on the sofa, I turned to the wrong side where the couple were. Here's his asshole, shouted the woman. They were almost at the end of the couch and she was a beautiful woman very pretty but spiteful I ran over there and she kept screaming: Drink up this fucking thing right now little bitch or else I will make an example out of you I also fuck with the president and have certain rights here I saw that guy get unfunny but he is really handsome too so in order to stop it immediately I put his member into my mouth I was trying to concentrate because it was hard sucking them all listening things and licking sofa When I started sucking it with pleasure, heard the woman scream again: you don't know how to do anything right, your little cow, this is how she sucks and giving me a push fell out of her mouth into his male cock, who then immediately began to mock in her mouth. When he began to joke she took off her mouth on purpose and jet fucked spread by its face, nose, outside the mouth, eyes and a bit on his chest, because she was well decorated. She continued shouting: soon takes up his stick without shame doggie, does not let anything else fall out. I quickly leaned down again and managed to swallow the last bit of shit that was left. After she had finished, she spoke to me: now everyone will wait for you to clean up your nut. Lick all the fucking from my face, my breasts, my eyes finally let me be clean. I started with her lap a little above his chest. I saw him shake, and realized that the whole staging was in order to achieve this very thing. I opened his eyes, and while licking he swallowed the crap he took out. Then near his mouth, on his lips more whimsical licks and the woman began to moan. I licked his face until there was not a trace of fucking left, but it was just in time for another woman to shout: run here you little whore. This one was the seventh and stood in the middle of the couch. He was also one of the younger ones. His wife seemed like an educated person because she spoke softly to me: capricious with him dear, because I love when he enjoys nice. I put his stick in my mouth. It was a normal stick, but had a different taste. I think that he was only waiting for me, because as soon as I put everything into his mouth he started mocking. She gave three small jokes and stopped. I was a little disappointed, but the woman leaned down and spoke in my ear: not letting go no well because he is slowly going on for half an hour releasing cock. I continued with his whole dick in my mouth and felt that it was softening.I began to move my head back and forth, but she said again in my ears: No darling, just hangs there, only moves her spoon around his penis which is what already lets out more fuck. I did as she talked thinking that it would do nothing, when suddenly I felt the member stiffen up again and three more jets of cock filled my mouth. I was more and more amazed. How much we don't know. When I mentioned taking out his mouth he came back again: my goodness, it is not finished yet. Two times are missing. It seemed impossible to me but I stood firm feeling the member shrinking in size every time, when it was almost completely soft, stiffened a little more and released three jets already with less intensity and quantity. I confess that I did not believe it would happen again, but I waited. When its dick was totally soft and tiny inside my mouth it still kicked once more. Oh, she said: "Alright darling, now you can go to another one". It was just in time because two men ahead a girl waved at me. Hurry up and come! Time for swallowing an enormous cock of greeting but very thinly. The man started kicking inside my body while simultaneously pushing my head downwards. I managed to squeeze the first jets, but he was burying that stake in my throat. I felt cravings and had mouth full of shit because I couldn't suck it 'cause my neck was stuffed shut. I saw the black stuff, because I was about to vomit when in a superhuman effort managed to hold me he buried at once that thin mast on my throat. It went all the way and it even got down my neck. He held me for a few moments and then let go of me. When I took out his dick's mouth, I could swallow cock that had been in his mouth and returned to the stick to finish with the remaining pieces of fuck that he still released. He kept sticking hard while his wife made me stand up, caressed my hair and told me: "He said he would do this with you". With me I've gotten used to it, but women in general vomit on him. You saw the size of his dick no because well he went up to the middle of your throat you did very good darling. I am one of the few women who can stay with a stick this size at the neck without feeling bad now we are two. I was exhausted and there were still two missing. I apologized and as she walked away, I started licking first the tip of her member then down to one side with my tongue only without using my lips. I turned around on his little dick very gently, then gradually climbed up towards its head. For a while I kissed the end of his stick which was just an ordinary stick. I felt that man start getting excited, so I increased the intensity of my bites and sucks. Sucked out his channel, stuck the tip into the canal, and because I had already learned from what happened before, forced his cock toward the bottom of my throat. I felt the dick slowly going down my throat, and it was amazing to me that I had mastered this technique without feeling anxious again. And I'm really enjoying myself in a new way: I am about to drive my husband crazy by shoving his cock up into my neck, which is when I got an insane idea -- could I get him to make fun of me right in the middle of my mouth? No, I was 20 centimeters down my throat and looking out of the window realized that everyone had been watching to see where all those sticks went in my mouth. That's when he started making fun. The cock rolled round down my neck, and my only frustration was not being able to enjoy its flavor but I was fully fulfilled. Another sexual achievement for me that night. And this one wasn't very good. When I took off my lips I gave a quick lick on some trace and stood up almost falling backwards it was an ovation everybody applauded people were shouting One of them came and asked me: you've done this before or learned it just now. I said that was the first time, and more surprised they were. Immediately several candidates appeared to fill my throat with sticks. It was missing but the initial brush. I went to his side, but he was talking to two gentlemen. Naughtyly he told me: You had the ability to leave me unwilling. Look at how is my stick. He was really wilted and not funny. I stood up without saying anything and he continued the conversation om others. Seeing me standing there waiting, he told me to get down on my knees and suck his dick. I got up on my knee in an awkward situation where I was sucking a soft stick while he talked about business. But anyway that night I was the slave who would do what my masters ordered. My knees were already hurting, and I didn't feel like sucking anyone at that moment because if I did it, this cock would be hard as shit. But then I figured, if I stay here doing whatever I want, In a short time the stick began to show signs of life. When he noticed, I told him to stop and sat down on the sofa calling me to go along with it. I bent down and continued masterfully. I did as I had not done with any of the others. I felt him start getting hard, strong, vigorous and prepared myself for the last fucking hour. He came quietly in great quantity tasty full polite right into my mouth filling all my mouth. I held back a little bit, opened his mouth slightly so that he could see and swallowed, went on because I knew more was coming. And then he came, quite, I think he was still angry. It filled my mouth again. But that was the last straw, so I held his stick until it got really wet and then as I walked away from him I opened my mouth wide to let him see how full it had become.
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After this section I stood near the wall, and as everyone was half full no one gave me much ball. At that moment my husband came close to me, and lightly stroking my breast spoke: you're only a depravity. I thought he was reproaching me and retorted: do you want to go away love? No, she replied. I am amazed by your attitudes. You have always been discreet, and now without more or less turns into a real zone whore with lots of guys at once. I answered: My love it was you who started and induced me to enter in this adventure. I'm adoring, because every cell of my being is enjoying it, and I decided not to care about any moral brakes or social barriers. Today is our day to make the most out of this place, but if you are thinking that I am exaggerating then I can pretend, but inside I am in paradise as lovely as it is. Today I am not your wife, I am a slave who must give pleasure to everyone present, and so I will act". He immediately retorted: "No way! I asked if he wanted me to give him a blowjob, because it was forbidden to climb up there. He said that he could handle it and the landlord had warned us that everything we did should be out in the open without hiding anything from anyone. That's what he said then walked away leaving me alone again. But before long, men and women began surrounding me once more; they came over, touched me, stroked my hair, and continued talking. A woman about fifty years old told her friends: "The slave has not satisfied any of these ladies yet, is she? Let's get the auctioneer to start another phase right away. They called the man who put me on top of the table again and he summoned everyone. When the class was assembled, he said: "Any suggestions regarding what we will be auctioning from now on". The women present want to be satisfied by the slave but since today everything is done through bidding, let us guess a little bit. At this time the owner of the house had opened a room that led to the entrance hall and everyone had gone in there for parading. Only now did I see that it was here where the paraphernalia of sadomasochism were located. The women all came out with collars around their necks, half-naked, covered by leather clothes, some sporting a ponytail which I didn't know yet if it was tucked up into anus. The men - at least most of them with whiplashes in hand - had already been beating on their own wives and others as well. A waiter arrived with his arms full of parading and left everything on a sofa. Immediately, one of the women shouted: let's auction off the right to turn a slave into an equine!!!!! Everybody loved that idea except me who didn't know what it was about. The auction started and this time things got heated. My costume rights hit $5,600 reais. I went crazy and prepared myself thinking they were going to put something leather on me or little more than that. The winning bid came from a couple where you could clearly see that the woman gave out cards. Then I learned she owned their fortune. It was explained. They told me to get off the coffee table and stand in the middle of the room. The woman, who was not at all ugly and must have been about my age, took a brake-like thing from her pile of utensils and came over and put it on me. She forced my mouth open and when I opened up he shoved that goatee into my mouth and sharpened the mask against the back of my neck. It was very uncomfortable but there wasn't anything I could do; I just hadn't counted on it. Then his husband walked behind me and made me bend down so everyone could see my butt. I didn't see the time when he picked up his instrument, but I realized that he had put an object in front of my rectum and without any delicacy began to force it inside me. I tried hard not to shed tears because I was hurting so much. When I realised that I had reached the end he straightened me out. It wasn't a very big or thick thing, but it caused me some discomfort. I did not know how long I would have this stuff stuck on me, so I prepared myself for a long stint. My tail was already shaved, what more could come? The woman came in with a sort of leather-striped corset and, passing over my breasts, fastened it to the back so that I was securely strapped up by the leather strips. I must have been getting into shape because everyone praised me; when this phase had ended she pulled me on her goat's reins, walked around all the rooms of the house showing myself off for any guests they might not have seen before and as she passed through a large mirror which stood in the main hall, I saw myself. The sight of myself with those ornaments made me tremendously aroused, pushed my breasts and back even more. The woman realized it and spoke to her husband: the slave girl liked what she saw. I think that she was trying to excite herself as much as possible before starting anything with me, but her husband did not, because all the time he had his hand either on my butt or in my cheek. He stuck his fingers into me, looked for my little front hole put his finger there while we walked. When we approached the owner of the house, his wife asked him when he was going to eat me so that everyone could enjoy everything they wanted from me. He replied that in about 45 minutes I would use it. When we arrived at an indoor room, the woman turned to her husband and said: "Let's immediately take advantage of the money invested on a seagull". What do you want to do with her? We go over to that couch there, take off her cock so she can suck me good. The man obeyed and we went up on the sofa. She laid down with legs wide open and ordered me to kneel and suck it. I hadn't even touched another woman until that day, let alone a blow job, but I did what was told, and tried to do as much artistically as possible. Her husband sat next to her and told me to suck him too, alternating between his mouthpiece and his cock. His dick was already hard but he had difficulty making fun of it so I went from one to the other until I felt that my wife shook and focused more on her until she started having an orgasm. I went deep in search of the liquid, at the same time feeling that she was very much enjoying my endeavor.When she finished mocking me, she squeezed her legs on my head, holding my mouth tight against her lipstick, and stayed like this for about three minutes. It remained until her husband complained he wanted to make fun too. As soon as she let go of me, I gave up his cock and also did a whimsy blowjob. I used everything I had learned from my husband, and that night, plus innate wisdom into high-class hooker. Before long the man discharged all that was in my mouth. Once again I gave a demonstration of what I was capable of. Holding it very slowly so that he would feel that I loved his cock, and sipping through the whole thing little by little. They love when they know you like their broth because most women only do this out of obligation or compulsion. After having exhausted all her seed, I got up and stood waiting. The near-deceased woman called one of her friends who was passing by and said: "The hour in which you have a chance at an auction to buy any suckling egg is worth every penny you spend". I was a little upset about the word "little animal", but, you know, it's nice to be complimented on your blow job.
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After that the waiters started serving drinks and food to guests, and everyone who was hungry left me a little aside. A bit alone because every one passing by my side stopped for a while and either stuck his finger in my bowl or gave me a kiss on the mouth, but the vast majority of both men and women would take some seconds sucking each other's breasts. Some more malicious ones squeezed them tightly so they could see the fingerprints on my brown burned skin. I stood there for half an hour, static as a statue, whilst being beaten up in all possible ways. To the guests of that day I was really nothing but an object, inanimate, at their disposal for whatever they wanted to do. No one bothered giving me either food or water. There was a naughty waiter who every time he passed by me said: later on I'll take you into the kitchen and we will all eat you, little doggie. Leave what is most delicious for the poorest. At this moment the owner came near me accompanied by his beautiful wife, and examined me in detail, commenting with her about my physical attributes. Then he spoke to his wife: let's have a little fun now both of us with the slave, do you catch my good? And she replied: we will dear but would like to stay three in our room without anyone around ta? He agreed immediately and she pulled me by collar upstairs. We entered into a sumptuous room. The huge bed was covered with satin blanket from fresh beautiful salmon color. Slowly the woman began removing all appliances that I had put on it. She slowly took out everything, even her ass which was still stuck in my anus. After I was completely naked, he ordered me to take a quick shower and then come back. Comfortingly after the bath, I put on an attire that had been waiting for me and walked towards the couple who were awaiting me in bed. The man lying down pulled me toward him and gave me a long tasty kiss. His wife came from behind and began nibbling my ears and kissing my neck. He got close to my little hole and was playing around while I twisted in a fit of excitement because she couldn't get her tongue where I wanted it. The landlord noticed my state of arousal and forced my head towards his penis. When I started sucking him, I thought to myself that he would give everything at this time for a conventional climb, but since he did want that, all right. But it was only when I began that he turned me over laying on the bed and crawled up onto me. While he was getting ready to stick his dick in me, the woman with a lot of sensuality started kissing me. A tongue-kiss that was deep and sweet and warm much better than his kiss. Since up until then I had only sucked on so many people my little face craved for a cock. The landlord's cock was normal without any major attractions but it was what I wanted too badly and immediately began having fun, which I really enjoyed while the beautiful lady would lick my breasts, lick her hard horny cocks and say nice things into my ear. I felt that the host was enjoying himself immensely, filling me with shit. When he relaxed his wife apologized and taking him away started sucking all of his cock mixed in my vagina juice from my mouthpiece. She stuck her tongue down there to get out everything possible causing an indescribable hard-on again. I couldn't take it and began having a huge orgasm again, and he helped by continually sucking whatever came out of me. And when she stopped sucking me we spent some moments hugging each other half faint but intensely enjoying this moment. So she got up and spoke to her husband: my dear, you know that I do everything to please you, and am quite corresponded by you, but I want to ask you something now. He said: say it. Then she asked him not to let anyone judge me that night, and give a way of reserving the end of the evening for us three enjoy each other's all, which he readily agreed. Then taking my hand she took me to her closet, and picked out a beautiful red dress made of pure chiffon that was half transparent, gave me some red panties too, fixed up my hair which had been slightly unkempt, kissed me on the face and spoke with me. You are still everyone's slave as per our club rules but from now on I am going to make you have fun like never before. She also told me to put on a red high-heeled sandal and we will go down Chapter 7
We slowly descended the stairs, and since we had taken longer than usual everyone was waiting for us. From the happy face of the hostess and landlord they realized that I was now free so everybody could also eat me in any way they wanted. When we got downstairs there were a bunch of people around me. They all started touching me again everywhere, putting their hands through my necklace to touch my breasts, underneath my dress to feel my mouthpiece, finally more and more it seemed like I was an article on some shelf. I noticed my husband and blinking, he understood me and came up to me. I told him that I was a little bit hungry and thirsty but wanted to know quickly what had happened up there. Also briefly told him more or less what had occurred because soon the class started shouting for the auction to start again. I was taken back to the bar only dressed as it was. After the first bids were clear that men have organized themselves in two groups and they made bids together. But since I was on fire, it wouldn't bother me. The highest bid was R$ 7.200.000 reais given by a group of gentlemen led by a short-haired bald man who was the most enthusiastic among them. There were five men: one about 35 years old and very handsome; another skinny in his 40s; an extremely well dressed mulatto whose age is difficult to calculate; and yet another younger guy with an asshole face. After they won, they took my hand and asked if I wanted something to eat, and as I said yes we went to the glass and served me some salads and a glass of white wine. I ate it all with hunger, drank three more glasses of wine and found myself in a position to face even an army battalion. All the guests chatted amongst themselves, flirting, one or another couple was climbing, some woman would eventually suck her partner at that moment, but you could clearly see that almost all attention was always focused on me and those who had gained some participation from my sexual activity. So the circle formed around us was always numerous. They had gone into the main hall of the house, and they ordered their waiters to remove all furniture including sofas and armchairs. As it was a clear day, they asked them to bring cushions and play on the floor. Since they were my owners at that time, each one lay down on some pillows and the rest of the staff either stood up to watch or started sitting on the very ground itself. The short-haired leader told me to stand in the middle of the room and he said I should dance for them but it would have to be really sensual. Because I love to dance, and the music at that moment was conducive for dancing what they wanted to see so I didn't do it as a request and started shaking my hips and rocking my breasts right into the warm rhythm of the music and slowly took off all my clothes then just got in my underwear and kept on squeezing until he said stop. He turned to his other four friends and asked: "Does any one of you want to share this slave with me because I will be eating first and she is going to eat her mouthpiece so if anyone wants some ass we can go together". I was quite surprised and worried because it had never happened to me. As I said at the beginning, when my husband sometimes wants to eat my cooking, I agree, and although feeling a certain horny is not one of my favorite desires. But with two didn't know what to think. At this moment the mulatto spoke: claiming the right to fill his kitchen with my stick if colleagues do not mind. Since nobody said anything he went ahead as well. If I was concerned before then now I am much more so, since it is known that blacks and mulattos are far better endowed than other races. I felt like asking them to reverse the positions, but knew that if they did it could get a few lashes, but mainly I wanted to follow all the rules of the club.The short guy came to the center of the hall, lay down on the floor ordered me to come closer and start sucking his dick, which was kind of hard despite my sensuality in dancing. I was dying of a hard-on again and the man despite his short stature had a stick respectable in size and thickness. It amazed me, but it made me happy because I needed one on my thirsty little cheek. So I rode him up and began to force the stick into my cheek slowly so that I could feel its penetration well. When everything inside was already there I started moving up and down very slowly just to make the most out of those moments. I was doing this lovely movement when the mulattocos stuck an unbelievably large monster with no head against my face. At first I exulted with that tool, and when he forced it into my mouth I gasped for satisfaction. It was difficult to combine the movements of climbing with shortness and put this thing in your mouth because you have to force your lips open as much as possible without losing the rhythm of the climb. Only then did I realize the situation, that everything I had in my mouth wasn't going to mock at this time on my little mouth but behind me. Honestly started worrying really, thinking I would run out and ruin our night, mine of my husband and everyone else. He then gently asked me to spit on the stick's head and whispered in my ear: "Kitty, I know it is big and felt when you shivered but I will make you enjoy like never before. And with all possible delicacy do not worry; that shudder which you gave of fear you shall give of pleasure". So he positioned himself behind me, and slowly without the slightest hurry as I slowed my movements so that he could also hit the entrance of my anus, leaning forward with my breasts resting on the short man's chest leaving his rectum completely exposed to the giant in back. He leaned his huge head against this stick and very, but very slowly actually started pushing it inside for help.
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