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Tina\'s Contract

Part 3

CHAPTER 4 THE ORAL ENTERTAINMENT

CHAPTER  4    THE ORAL ENTERTAINMENT

 

As I am taken to another room, I am ordered down on my knees. I await the guests that are horny enough for release. I am so embarrassed. So sickened. Six guests arrive wearing white terry robes and the others still in their evening clothes. The ones in robes take seats in front of me. I see four men and two women in robes. I quickly scan them to see what to anticipate. The good doctor, in his late forties or early fifties.  Miss Miller who is in her twenties I’d say with stunning red hair. The black couple Mr. and Mrs. Bentley. This couple has me scared as I never had any sexual contact with a black man or  black woman. I wonder if it’s true what they say about black men being so big. How will I ever be able get him in my mouth. I don’t want to do this, shit. Then Bobby. A chubby older man who I would have guessed to be gay. But apparently he wants his pukey  dick sucked too.  Mr. Howard who seemed in his sixties, but in pretty good shape and very handsome.  I don’t want to be here. How did I get myself into this. Annette didn’t have to suck dicks or eat pussies. How was I to know this would be expected. Why didn’t I read the contract?. 

 

Mistress Adams came in the room with her husband and she was wearing a robe too. She was going to get me to eat her older pussy. The rest of the gang also entered behind them, as spectators I guess. I was kneeling, waiting, and by now my tears were flowing. I wanted to tell Mistress Adams I didn’t want to do this part. If she could give me another task to entertain the guests. Maybe if I offered to have my ass beat twice. But David could loose his job if I failed tonight.  And if I fail tonight, what about next month? And the month after that? Lets face it honey, you’re in for the long haul. You’ve become a slut whore to be used and degraded in exchange to live like a rich bitch.

 

“Now ladies and gentlemen,” Mistress Adams began. “Here’s how this will go. Tina will be limited to using only her mouth. Her hands will be cuffed again behind her back and to spare our guests from embarrassment Tina will also be blind folded. A single chair will be placed in front of Tina where the participants will sit when it’s their turn.  Tina will then be required to find the waiting target while on her knees using only her mouth and nose to locate the dick or pussy that she must orally bring to a climax. If it’s a man, she will swallow every drop of cum. The male guest will be permitted extra time spanking her ass upstairs for every drop missed.  If the guest is a woman, then Tina is to be certain that all the juices are licked up, swallowed and the guest fully satisfied. If a multiple orgasm takes place Tina will not be permitted to stop the act until the guest is fully satisfied. If a female guest is a squirter during orgasm, then Tina likewise will swallow every drop and like the ladies pussy completely clean and to satisfaction or suffer the same fate upstairs on her ass by the female guest.  Those are the rules. Does everyone understand?  TINA?”

 

“Yes Ma’am” I blurted out with a quivering voice. The others all agreed.

 

“Spectators may sit and watch. The time limit on this event with six guests and myself, will be one hour. So if Tina fails to bring each  to satisfaction in one hour, then the seven of us and my husband will spend extra time on her sweet white ass upstairs during the next event. And TINA DEAR?  Trust me that if that happens, I’ll be making sure you can’t sit that naked ass down on the limo seat on the way back home. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME GIRL?”

 

“Yes Mistress Adams, I fully understand.”

 

“Good, now the even may begin.  Here’s  the order for our guests. I think it’s only appropriate for Ladies to go first. And since we have one Lady of color, we will go white, black, and white.  Miss Miller may go first.”

 

With that I was blindfolded, cuffed and told when Miss Miller was in the chair and ready. I crawled forward on my knees until I felt her legs. They were spread wide open. I smelled her expensive perfume, made my way down her belly and there it was. As if I though it might not actually be happening. A smoothly shaved pussy. The smell was delightful and erotic. I started by kissing above her pussy very softly. I heard a slight moan of approval. Then kissed down further and felt her pussy lips with my kisses. As I went lower, there was a thick, slippery wetness covering her open pussy. I licked the crease of her crotch on both sides of her pussy, avoiding my target out of just plain fear. But realized this must happen. I put my tongue in the center of her pussy and pushed it into her little hole. A gasp of pleasure left her mouth, and the group clapped.  I like and tasted her juices, which were flowing like my own.  Working back and forth, up and down, in and out.  Then I made my way up to her clit, and made little circles around it. Her breathing was quickening. Her hands grabbed my head and pulled me into her pussy. I licked and sucked. Swallowing all that my tongue found. Her hips were now grinding up and down over my mouth. I knew it wouldn’t be long. In just minutes she was screaming. I was shocked that she was screaming so loud in a room of guests. But supposed this was not the first time everyone saw Miss Miller have her young pussy eaten.  She was spent, and I liked her drippings clean and when her hands left my head I knew I was down one with six to go.  I crawled back and waited.

 

I knew that next was the black woman. I was very scared and didn’t know what to expect. When I hear that she was ready, I made my way up to her spread pussy. I did the same, but she just grabbed my head and whispered in my ears just eat me bitch, no love play, got it?  I nodded and dove in. There was sharp, rough stubbly hairs around her lips. I guess she didn’t shave. Here pussy smelled different. Apparently her husband has sex frequently with her as she wasn’t as clean and fresh as Miss Miller.  After a good ten minutes, and my mouth getting raw from the rough rubbing of her sandpaper like hair.  She explode while holding my mouth over her pussy and I felt her squirt liquid in my mouth. I started to gag, but quickly swallowed in gulps. It was her pee. I have heard of women that squirt when they orgasm. I didn’t believe it, but I know it’s true now. It was hot piss squirting as she shook and jerked nearly ripping my ears and hair off my head with her big hands.  Again the group applauded.

 

Then I knew Mistress Adams was now positioning herself in front of me to get her turn with my mouth.

 

“Read my dear,” is all she said.

 

I crawled up to her waiting legs. Kissed around her waiting pussy and then did the dirty deed. This older woman came quickly. I guess she had a lot of pent up desires. But to my surprise, she held my head to her soaking pussy and came three more times as I licked and sucked on her clit. She finally let go and I licked her wetness up like a good slut.

 

Out of breath, and with a much weaker voice, Mistress Adams directed the men to line up. The order was the good Doctor first, then Bobby, Mr. Basehart, he was the one with questions about swallowing sperm, and then the big black Mr. Bentley.  Save the best for last I guess. Or maybe she thought if he went first, I’d not be able to continue to finish the rest.

 

After a few minutes break the games began. I made my way forward, quivering and shaking. My breasts were quivering and jiggling and my whole naked body was on display up close as I found the hairy legs. They opened wider and I lowered my head until I found a semi-erect penis. It had a smell about it that was not repulsive, but erotic. I kissed the tip and found a wet drop of pre-cum. I licked the shaft  underneath several times the put my mouth over the head of his dick. I went down to the base and felt his hairy balls press against my chin. Up and down swirling my tongue around the tip as I came up. His dick felt like it was swelling in my mouth and his moaning of approval was a sure sign I was doing it right.

 

The length was increasing as his dick became fully erect. I was guessing six inches as I had no trouble getting it all in my mouth. I began bobbing up and down now in a regular pace which made the good Doctor respond by grabbing my head. Then I felt his hand go to his balls and his breathing stopped. His dick began jerking in my mouth when I knew what to expect. I readied my mind for the squirts which followed. One, two, three, four and five large squirts of cum. I just kept my mouth over the head and worked each squirt of his cum down my throat swallowing fast. I didn’t want any to leak out. It is more difficult in this position not to loose any rather than if her were standing over me and the force of gravity allowed his cum to go to the back of my throat. But sitting, I had to actually work at keeping it in my mouth and swallowing it all. 

 

His cum tasted the same as David’s, which was a good thing. He began to breath in short breaths and relax as I felt his dick begin to go soft in my mouth. I worked my head up and down several times slowly to help any last cum work its’ way out of his balls and into my mouth. When finished, all the guests roared and clapped.

 

He said in a weakened voice, “Thank you  my dear, that was excellent.”

 

I was ordered to crawl back a few feet and wait for the next contestant. If the were coming in the same order as I saw them, it would be Bobby. I was told to proceed and crawled upward to the waiting legs and found a small penis. I gulped it in and began sucking and licking. It grew in my mouth to a short thin stick like dick and after only a minute or two it squirted three hot quickly.

The same routine for the next person, but it was a larger fat dick. I though it was the black Mr. Bentley, but when I heard his whispers of approval, I knew it was Mr. Basehart. I though of his questions on swallowing cum. His dick was impressively large and stiff as a rod of iron. I slowly sucked and licked, trying to go up and down on it, but it’s size only permitted the head to in past my lips.  I knew this would take a while since I couldn’t  stroke him well. I felt my pussy leaving my juices against my leg as I was so turned on by this dick. When he grabbed my head, I felt his other hand go to his dick and begin jerking himself. He held my head in place and then in a stiffened moan, my mouth suddenly filled with hot thick cum. I swallowed the first squirt, but it came so fast that after three huge gulps, I lost at least a mouthful.  This man must have been storing it up. I knew the consequences. Old Mr. Basehart would be spending extra time on my ass.

 

My heart now was racing and my body quivered. I knew that now it was a black man’s dick waiting for my mouth. I felt sick and faint. Shaking and quivering with my stomach turning, I found my way up to a pair of firm long legs.  His smell was different than the others.  My mouth made its way to his crotch and there it was. A snake of a soft dick. It felt like a foot long while soft against his legs.  I licked  its length and tried to suck in the head. I felt it pulsate and begin to grow. I got the soft head in my mouth, and began to go down on it forcing as much in my mouth. It kept growing and growing. I was really wishing I could take the blind fold off and free my hands so I could see this monster and feel it. I did my best for as long as I could but then Mistress Adams said that time was almost  up.  She gave Mr. Bentley a choice. He could help me, or take it out on my ass upstairs.  He made a counter offer to Mistress Adams in his deep black voice.

 

“How’s about this,” he said as he kept his large  hand on my head forcing me to continue with my task.  “Let her hands free so she can assist herself, but put her on her back and let me lick that soaking wet pussy at the same time. Give us just ten more minutes, and if she can’t make me cum, I’ll whip her ass good up stairs. If she does make me cum, and misses one drop, I’ll whip her ass good.”

 

“Sounds ok to me,” Said Mistress Adams.

 

They kept me blindfolded, but put me on my back with hands free. Mr. Bentley knelt over my face and burred his head into my pussy.  I grabbed his hard dick which touched the side of my face it was so long. I managed to get it in my mouth and grabbed his huge balls, and jerked with the other hand and liked and sucked.  I was going crazy with his eating my pussy and exploded in seconds. He kept going and then I felt his balls roll, his dick and body stiffen and prepared myself for a gusher. 

 

His dick began to fill my mouth like a garden hose. I never took my mouth off but gulped and gulped and gulped.I had to swallow like I was drinking from a glass. I swallowed five or six times to get it all, and then it kept leaking droplets of cum.  I did it. Drank all his black cum. And in the process, had 4 orgasms. I was exhausted and ready for a bath and bed. But still had a beating waiting for me up stairs.

 

The guests were made to exit the room and enjoy some refreshments. I on the other hand had to remain. Mistress Adams then took off my blindfold, and helped me to my feet. I had cum on my face and the taste of cum still filled my mouth. I couldn’t get rid of the taste and begged for a drink of water. But Mistress Adams said I had to savor the sperm I had drank until after my final entertainment, The spanking!

 

I was led up stairs by Mistress Adams and taken to the room I had seen before. I was placed face down on the metal table and my hands and feet were secured.

 

“This is going to be a controlled event my dear. You won’t be laying over the laps of anyone, but your sweet white ass will be a prime target after I get you tied properly.”  She said.

 

I swallowed hard, and felt my knees wobble. I could end up in the hospital after all these people spank me. I felt like puking my guts up from all the cum I swallowed and now the nervous in my stomach.  I climbed up on the cold metal table and gingerly laid face down. The cold metal was a stabbing shock to my breasts and stomach.  Mistress Adams tied my arms above my head. She shoved a thick pillow under my pubic area to raise my ass up in the air, then tied my feet and calves together and securely to the metal table. Finally a belt went around the small of my back to keep me from jumping.

 

I was not blindfolded this time nor was I gagged. I guess they wanted to hear my yell and scream.  The voices and footsteps of the group got louder as I heard them coming up the stairs and settling into the room. I knew the buzz was heavy with anticipation of inflicting pain to my tender tight plum ass raised up and waiting.

 

“Now ladies and gentlemen, please settle down. We must get to business. This is the final event of the evening. Here are the rules. Everyone will take a number from the bowl that is being passed around. Your turn at Tina’s ass will depend on the number you draw. Number one being first, two next and so on.  The spanking may be done by hand or by crop. Here is the crop you may use. If you wish to use your hand, you will have five smacks. If you choose the crop, you get three smacks as the crop will hurt worse and leave a welt. It’s your choice. Mr. Basehart you deserve extra swats, so when you turn comes, You may double your number either by hand or crop.”

 

And so my night went. The first was a hand spanking by a woman. I couldn’t see who it was, but her soft hand rubbed my ass cheeks and squeezed them. I felt her fingers caress my crack and dip into my ass and rub against my soaking pussy. Then the five smacks hit hard in rapid succession. I screamed and stiffened. It was over in seconds but my ass was burning. Next a man. He did much the same. I guess it was going to be a routine thing to cop a feel of my ass and pussy before beating me.

 

I received mostly hand spanks, and four people used the crop which cut deep and painfully into my soft flesh. I was burning and crying. My screams only enticed the group to hit harder. When it was over, Mistress Adams helped me up. I was sobbing. The whole group applauded me and said how wonderful I had been and they looked forward to next month.  I was limping down the stairs when I heard Mistress Adams phone for the limo to pick me up.

 

I had to walk out to the limo with the drive still completely naked and smelling of sperm, and pussy with a burning ass. I couldn’t sit and had to lay over on my side for the ride home. When we pulled into my drive, the drive said I was to remain naked and he would escort me to the door. David was waiting for me and I was to give him a detailed report of the evening and would be expected to allow David to have my mouth and ass before my night was over.

 

After a week of recovery I received a telephone call from Mistress Adams. She told me that I would be happy to know that I would have the honor of serving Mr. and Mrs. Bentley, the black couple, at the next party. The events would be all new and I could expect to have a very educational evening.  Then the phone hung up.  I sank to my knees, still holding the phone and began crying. I would be in for it now. The black couple would no doubt have a horrifying evening planed and I had no choice but to go and endure everything they will have dreamed up if I wanted David to remain employed. I then slid my hand down into my panties and began reliving the experience I had with Mr. Bentely’s dick.

 


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