Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 105

Gathering my dignity, I crawled slowly outside, down the steps and onto the pebbly walkway. My knees were on fire, the palms of my hands sore. Mark led me out onto the soft grass, and that provided some relief to my poor knees. The sun was warm on my naked back and sore ass. I looked around and there was no one out on the street, yet. Mark led me over to some bushes.

"I bet you need to pee," Mark said, pointing to the bushes.

"No," I muttered. I couldn't do that.

"Pee here," Mary ordered, "or beg to be our slave?"

Just give in, the humiliation can end.

I raise my leg, closed my eyes and relaxed my bladder.

"Oh my god!" a woman gasped, her voice thick with a southern twang. I wanted to stop peeing, but I was mid-stream. There was no stopping now. I flushed in embarrassment, recognizing the voice.

"Oh, hi Madeleine," Mark greeted. "Nothing wrong going on here, just walking my dog."

"Oh, okay," Madeleine said. "Hi, Louise, I see you worked out your problems with your husband," Madeleine said, delicately.

I could feel my face reddening in shame. Why did it have to be Madeleine who had to see me like this. Madeleine had been so nice to me. She let me stay in her house. I even fancied the woman. I glanced at her face, and the disgust painted there twisted in my heart.

"Wife, is that what she told you," Mark said, laughing. "I'm engaged to Mary, here. Louise is just our dog."

"She has a great tongue, Mary said. "I bet you'd love to have your pussy licked. She'll make you cum real quick. I would love to see that."

Madeleine gave a randy laugh. Mary seemed to have a power that made women want to do whatever sexual thing she wanted. And sweet Madeleine, with that delightful, southern twang, was falling under her powers. "Sure, if that'll make you happy, sugar."

"It would," Mary said. "Just lift up your skirt and the bitch will make you feel great."

Madeleine stood over me, in her gray, pencil skirt and ruffled, white blouse. She hiked her skirt up, revealing a pair of plain, sky blue panties. I pulled the panties to one side, revealing her neatly trimmed, brunette bush and large, pussy lips. Yesterday morning, I faritasized about eating her cunt, and now I was being forced to, out in public, like a bitch. Her pussy tasted spicy and tangy as I dug my tongue deep into her cunt.

"Oh, that's nice," Madeleine drawled excitedly, "she as eager as a beaver chewin on wood."

Her hand gripped my hair and her hips started to slowly rotate as her pleasure increased. I slipped a finger up her snatch and started rapidly flicking my tongue on her clit. Madeleine's breath came harder and faster, her moans louder and more passionate.

"Oh, Lord, that's sweet," Madeleine gasped. "She's stoked my fires real good!"

Madeleine bucked on my face, panting loudly as she came hard. She let go of my hair and I fell back on my ass, the butt plug driving deeper into my asshole. I looked up at Madeleine and she looked disgustedly at me. Fresh tears flowed from my eyes.

"Whew," Madeleine said, wiping her sweaty brow. "I'm not rightly sure what came over me, but the bitch made me cum, right nicely!"

"I'll see you tomorrow," Mark said as Madeleine walked off.

"Looking forward to it, sugar," she called back.

"Come on." Mary said. "We still got to go on our walk."

"Are you going to make me... do that, again?" asked, sobbing.

"Yeah," Mark said. "Everyone we meet on our walk's going to get satisfied by you."

Mary nodded. "Whether with your mouth or your cunt, you're going to make a lot of people happy."

Just give in, the voice whispered. I struggled to push the thought down, but I was to weak. Just give in.

"Please," I whispered. They won. "Make me your sex slave."

"What was that, bitch?" Mary asked.

Madeleine stood over me, in her gray, pencil skirt and ruffled, white blouse. She hiked her skirt up, revealing a pair of plain, sky blue panties. I pulled the panties to one side, revealing her neatly trimmed, brunette bush and large, pussy lips. Yesterday morning, I faritasized about eating her cunt, and now I was being forced to, out in public, like a bitch. Her pussy tasted spicy and tangy as I dug my tongue deep into her cunt.

"Oh, that's nice," Madeleine drawled excitedly, "she as eager as a beaver chewin on wood."

Her hand gripped my hair and her hips started to slowly rotate as her pleasure increased. I slipped a finger up her snatch and started rapidly flicking my tongue on her cilt. Madeleine's breath came harder and faster, her moans louder and more passionate.

"Oh, Lord, that's sweet," Madeleine gasped. "She's stoked my fires real good!"

Madeleine bucked on my face, panting loudly as she came hard. She let go of my hair and I fell back on my ass, the butt plug driving deeper into my asshole. I looked up at Madeleine and she looked disgustedly at me. Fresh tears flowed from my eyes.

"Whew," Madeleine said, wiping her sweaty brow. "I'm not rightly sure what came over me, but the bitch made me cum, right nicely!"

"I'll see you tomorrow," Mark said as Madeleine walked off.

"Looking forward to it, sugar," she called back.

"Come on." Mary said. "We still got to go on our walk."

"Are you going to make me... do that, again?" asked, sobbing.

"Yeah," Mark said. "Everyone we meet on our walk's going to get satisfied by you."

Mary nodded. "Whether with your mouth or your cunt, you're going to make a lot of people happy."

Just give in, the voice whispered. I struggled to push the thought down, but I was to weak. Just give in.

"Please," I whispered. They won. "Make me your sex slave."

"What was that, bitch?" Mary asked.