“If there is anything this slut can do for you, you have only to ask,” I said much to my husband’s glee. I greeted each newly arrived guest with a similar statement. The cowboy arrived. As he approached, I dodged his handshake and stroked his cock through his pants instead. “This whore will look forward to another ass fucking tonight, as will my mother,” I whispered. He smiled and moved farther into the house. Next came a very distinguished looking gentleman and on his arm was a stunning beauty who was young enough to be his daughter.
“This is the little one who I mentioned the last time we spoke,” said the older man. “ Remove your clothes now and show yourself to your host,” he commanded as the young beauty disrobed to show her exquisite figure. I could not resist in asking “ May I kiss you? You are too wonderful to resist.” She glanced at her escort for permission. He nodded his approval and she stepped forward to me, closed her eyes and opened her mouth. Our tongues made love for a moment.
I let my hands roam over her upturned breast and down to her pussy lips. She did the same to me. “ Should I fuck her in front of the both of you? “ I asked my husband. He also nodded his approval and we laid down on the floor in that beautiful room and began to explore each with vigor. The guests gathered around as our moans began to fill the room. I sucked her nipples.
I worked my way down her belly to her soft pussy. I used my tongue to separate her pussy lips and massage her clit. My mother joined us and worked her tongue into our new visitors asshole. The girl came to orgasm after orgasm. Her face was forced to my mother’s ass and she was made to suck ass while I used her fingers in my sopping cunt. She was soon alternating between our two asses much to the delight of all who looked on. Dizzy from cumming so often, we all came to rest on each other’s bodies.
The guests broke out in spontaneous applause. We had pleased our masters. The crowd moved into the large den toward the rear of the house. It’s dark wooden walls echoed the cries of another servant. The three of us lying on the floor got up to follow and see what drew our guests into the other room. We held hands as we approached the den. There was one of the gardeners tied to a large post that supported the roof in the middle of the room.
The cowboy and the driver were alternating between themselves as they flogged the gardener with great gusto. She cried out again and again as the lashes on her back were crossed and crossed again with the bullwhips. The crowd began to chant “ Harder, harder, harder!” The whipping lasted twenty minutes. The gardener slumped at the end of her ordeal. Covered in sweat and glowing with red marks on most of her body, she was untied and left to sink to the wooden floor. As we left the room, a line was forming behind the gardener who had been lifted and laid over the back of a sofa.
Her ass was receiving the first of many cocks that would fuck her without pause for the next few hours. Someone, whom I had never met came up to me as I moved back to the living room. He said nothing as he lifted me off my feet and carried me to a small parlor in the west wing of the house. I offered on resistance as he held me up against the parlor wall and fucked me face to face. He seemed very excited. He came quickly. He put his cock into his pants and left without a word.
Later in the evening I would see him in a similar embrace with my mother. I believed his quick interludes would be repeated with most of the whores in the house by the end of the weekend. I never learned his name. I was fucked in front of my husband. I was fucked in one of the empty bedrooms. The cowboy whipped me and fucked me more than once. In yet another bedroom my mother fucked me with a strap-on dildo while one very young man looked on.
We both sucked him off. He later would become a very good customer for me. I was fucked at least once every hour for the next forty eight hours. I woke up with a cock in my mouth when I dozed off for a few minutes. I was taken to the bathroom and placed in a bath tub. There I was pissed on and made to stay in place as the word went out that anyone needing to relieve himself should use me. I drank piss until I could hold no more.
Everyone seemed to have the best of times. I slept for a whole day after the event. My new husband was pleased. I am now sold several times a week. I have many regular customers. I am the whore that my husband wishes me to be. I love my new life.