I'm 25 years old with blonde hair and work in real estate. My husband is 27 and is a construction supervisor. My husband and I liked to experiment with drugs to improve our sex life. When it became too expensive, I had to pay for it with my body.
After my weekend with James, (read dealer1) my nipples, ass, and pussy were raw and red and my tits and thighs were bruised with hickeys. It was impossible to hide that from my husband, who was expectedly upset. I said that a friend of James was a little rough but assured him that the bruises were superficial and that I wasn't injured. We continued to have sex several times a week; but, it just wasn't as exciting for me. I kept remembering how that huge black cock made me feel and fantasized about it during sex with my husband.
James phoned me a couple times to inquire how things were since he hadn't heard from my husband. I explained that he was upset about my bruises. James made an overture about meeting him without my husbands knowledge; but I declined saying I'd like to; but, that he had to convince my husband. It tickled me to know that my 25 year-old body was in demand.
I was selling real estate and met in the office with a middle-aged black man (Mr. X) who was interested in buying a home in the area where he grew-up. I found a listing there and arranged to meet him at the house the next afternoon. The neighborhood had become a little dangerous so an afternoon showing was best for me. The next day, I met him at the house and unlocked the door. The house had been a rental and was partially furnished. I had developed a habit of using some coke before showing houses so that I was more energized and excited; and, did so that day. I began showing him around the first floor happily pointing out what few highlights there were. He remained silent and appeared enthused. On the second floor, there were three bedrooms and one bathroom; again, not really impressive. As we walked around, he put his hand on my ass. I said nothing and walked a little further; more hand. Then he pulled me towards him and kissed me sticking his tongue in my mouth. When we broke the kiss, he asked me how badly I wanted to sell that house. When I paused, he put his hand under my dress and rubbed it across my pussy. I did want to sell the house. My husband had been missing work because of his addiction and we needed the sales commission. The coke and his ministrations were all that was needed for me to acquiesce. I asked him what he wanted and he unbuckled his pants and said "you know what to do". I pulled-off my dress and took-off my bra then dropped to my knees and pulled his undershorts down to reveal a nice sized cock with a deliciously wicked looking vein running across the top and a plum sized head. His nut sack hung down six inches. I took his cock in my hand and stroked it a couple times before licking the tip and down its sides. Then, I slid it into my mouth until it hit my throat and began sucking it in and out while massaging his nuts with my fingers. He leaned over and stroked my tits as I enjoyed the delicious taste of cock in my mouth. His cock, which had grown to about eight inches, was testing my throat. He pulled me up and had me lie on the bed with my head hanging down so he could fuck my face and play with my tits. He kept banging my throat with his cock until I swallowed and it slid into my throat. He pushed my panties down and licked my pussy and clit and fingered my pussy. My pussy was drooling and I was into full slut mode and spread my legs to give him full access. He enjoyed holding his cock in my throat until I had to breath but pulled it out before he could cum. Then, he mounted me sticking his hard cock in my pussy until it hit my cervix, which quickly retreated to a more comfortable place allowing his full penetration. I had a glorious orgasm in a few minutes but he held his and fucked me for half an hour giving me another creamy orgasm. After he blasted my unprotected pussy with a series of cum shots, he pulled-up his pants and said "lets sign that offer". I walked down stairs naked and retrieved the paperwork for him to sign. After signing and initialing the documents, he wrote his initials on my tit and, before leaving, invited me back for his house warming party. I got dressed and straightened up the upstairs bed before leaving. That was the first time I had to fuck to sell a house and mused that sex added a new dimension to the win-win objective.
Finally, after weeks had passed and my husband, in withdrawal, contacted James to buy some coke. James repeated his request for sex with me and they had a long conversation during which James convinced my husband that I wasn't really injured before and wouldn't be in the future. James told him that me spending the weekend should be part of the deal. My husband was still reluctant but was also craving the coke and said he would see if I wanted to. He asked me about it that night and I reassured him that I felt safe with James and didn't mind a little rough sex. I told him that a weekend of sex with someone else was exciting and lied that it made sex with him even better. He phoned James back and made the deal for the upcoming weekend.
James phoned me the next day to confirm I was in agreement; and, if I had any special requests. I said that I was comfortable with what he might plan and added that I really loved the monster cock from last time. He commented that that person had inquired about me a couple times since then and said he would try to arrange another meeting. I was excited to have sex with my husband that night and passionately did everything he wanted.
My husband delivered me to James house early Friday evening and received half of the agreed to quantity of coke. I was excited to begin another weekend of amazing sex. When the door closed, James gave me a deep passionate kiss. He brought me a vodka drink; and, we did a couple lines of coke. The coke made me feel happy and I quickly forgot about my husband. As we sat on the couch, he complimented me on how sexy I looked and gave me a small box containing 1/2 carat diamond ear studs as a gift for my cooperation. They were larger than the ones I had. He began feeling my tits through my sweater, which he knew turned me on, and I pulled off the sweater anxious for direct skin contact. His skilled fingers pulled and pinched my sensitive nipples and squeezed my tits making sensations radiate to my pussy. Then he slapped my tits a few times watching for my reaction; it surprised me, but I didn't complain. I reached for his cock and rubbed it a few times before pulling his zipper down. He pulled his jeans down (he wore no undershorts) and I removed my jeans and thong. I was now naked (which he requires me to be for the entire weekend) and ready for what ever he wanted. He kissed my neck and continued squeezing and slapping my tits and I stroked his black cock playing with the uncircumcised skin around its head. As soon as he moved from my tits to my pussy, I leaned over and began licking his cock and nuts. I loved the musky smell and taste of his nuts and softly sucked each one. His cock became stiff and I licked it and took it in my mouth and began sucking. He commented on how wet I was and if I missed fucking his black cock. I mumbled the affirmative while continuing to suck his cock. He said that we would be alone tonight and he wanted to enjoy all of my holes. He slapped my ass as I sucked him and poked his finger in my asshole. He said he took it easy on me last time because it was my first time; but, that it would be different this time. But, not to worry because, even though it might hurt, I wouldn't be injured. The coke was taking effect and his comments didn't alarm me. Hard slap, then thumb in my ass and fingers in my pussy. I'm easily aroused anyway and the combination of sucking his cock and the things he was doing to me set my pussy on fire. He slapped my wet pussy and shoved three fingers into me, working them around and going deeper. He repeated that several times while holding my head down on his cock with the other hand. He stopped before we could orgasm and went to get us another drink and more coke.
This time, instead of snorting the coke, he put some on his finger and put it in my pussy. My body absorbs it faster that way. We talked more about me becoming his full-time whore and I again declined. He went on to explain that we could make more money if I was willing to do more bizarre things, maybe BDSM. I knew what BDSM was; and, in my agreeable state, I said I might consider BDSM if it was not extreme. At that time he slapped one tit and then the other asking how that felt. I answered that I always liked rough tit treatment and would do that. He reached into a drawer and pulled out two clothes pins and clipped one on each nipple. It pinched and hurt but not too much. He left them on. He asked if he could tie a rope around each tit and I agreed. So he got some clothes line and wrapped it tight around the base of each tit about three times and tied the ends. It squeezed them and made them bulge. They looked swollen and red. In a strange way, it aroused me. He had me stand and tied my elbows behind my back so my chest stood out. Then pulled his belt from his jeans, doubled it over, and began whipping my tits with it. At first, the clothes pins flew off but he didn't whip me hard. He asked if I was ok and I said yes, then he started whipping me progressively harder until I turned away. He noticed how my pussy was wet and told me that I handled pain well. Probably another reaction to the coke. He said that he had customers who would pay much to do that to me. Then he untied my tits and let the blood flow back into them. Next he had me spread my legs and applied the clothes pins to my labia. He whipped them off with his belt that make a loud slapping sound as it hit my wet pussy. That stung painfully as he continued whipping it harder until I squeezed my legs together. I could tell he was excited then and he untied my arms and took me to bed.
James cock was rock hard from the things he had done to me and plunged its full length into my pussy. I was also excited and my pussy was wet enough to accommodate him. We both orgasm-ed in minutes; and, I licked his cock clean. He gave me another application of coke up my ass this time. Then, put me on hands and knees and slapped my ass hard several times. Then he stuck his still hard cock in my ass and pulled my hair and head back as he slapped and fucked my ass. I was his submissive slave. As soon as I had an orgasm, he got off and shot his cum in my mouth. His way of showing that he owned me. We were both exhausted and fell asleep.
Saturday morning, I inspected my body and was happy to see only some pink marks from his whipping. I made bacon, eggs, and toast for breakfast. Afterwards, he said to take an enema and to shower and fix my hair for my first customer. An hour later, James gave me a "love pill" (GHB) as I sat naked on the couch waiting. The customer surprised me. He was an old man, not too big, with several days stubble on his face, and a gap between his front teeth. He leered at me with excitement like a kid with a candy jar and slurred some sexual comments as he sat down beside me. His hands immediately groped my tits and squeezed and pulled on my nipples, making them stiff. Then his mouth followed as he sucked one tit and then the other. He grinned and chewed my nipples, squeezing them between the gap in his teeth, then pulling his head back making the nipple pop through. He looked at me and grinned each time I recoiled from the pinch. While doing that, his hand was in my pussy inserting two fingers first then three. He wiggled his fingers around extending them to bump my cervix. My pussy was lubricating and my muscles relaxed from the GHB when he pushed more of his hand into me until he worked it in up to his wrist. Again, he grinned as I closed my eyes and opened my mouth as he alternated between extending his fingers and closing them as he fisted me to an orgasm. James watched my first fisting and laughingly told him to take me in the bedroom. The old guy undressed showing as average size black cock with nuts and a sack that hanging down covered with grey hair. He told me to get on my knees and lick his cock and nuts. As I sucked his nuts, he rubbed his leaking cock all over my face. His cock was stiff but still spongy as I sucked him until he was ready to cum. He yelled "take it, take it" as he shot a creamy load in my mouth. It was the most rancid tasting cum I can remember. I thought he was done but his cock stayed stiff and he laid down and told me to sit on his face. He began licking my pussy making my clit swell and become erect. Then he sucked on it and tried to hook it between his teeth like he did with my nipples. At first it felt ok but became sore as he continued chewing on it. So he had me sit on his cock and fuck him. He grabbed my tits and squeezed and pulled on them while I fucked him until he came inside me. His time was up then and I had to clean myself and get ready for my next customer.
James indicated that my next customer liked to hurt women; but, that he had told him the rules and would monitor and stop him if he got too rough. He gave me another pill while I waited. To my surprise, No.2 was a well-dressed middle-aged white man with a ruddy complexion and a deep confident voice. He addressed me as "whore" telling me to get up and come to him. I did as told and he grabbed me by the throat and roughly twisted my nipple until my knees began to buckle. Then he slapped my other tit. James said nothing except to take me in the bedroom. Once inside, he undressed and told me to suck his cock. With me on my knees, he held my head in both hands and fucked my face forcing his cock to my throat. We continued on the bed with me on hands and knees. That way he could maul my tits and slap my ass as I did my best to lick his nuts and suck his cock according to his directions. He told me I was his whore and that I would do what ever he wanted. I responded "yes Master" knowing that was expected. He enjoyed pulling on my nipples and slapping my ass hard leaving red marks. He stopped me from sucking his cock before he came and told me to lie on the bed. Then he sucked my nipples taking a mouthful of tit and chewing on it enough to hurt. Fortunately, the drug dulled the pain and made it bearable. Next, he held my throat again and roughly shoved his fingers into my pussy. He commented that his whore liked pain when he found my pussy to be wet. I said that I liked rough sex. He almost lifted me from the bed using his fingers in my pussy; then rolled me onto my stomach. He pulled his belt from his pants, doubled it over, and began whipping my back and ass with it causing loud smacking sounds. It didn't hurt as much as it sounded but the noise had a more intense mental effect. The whipping didn't last too long but my ass in particular stung and felt hot. My pussy responded with itching and wetness. He asked me if I liked that; and, I responded truthfully with "yes Master". Next, he laid down on the bed and had me sit on his cock facing him. He made me fuck him and repeatedly slapped and squeezed my tits urging me to fuck him faster. I love when my tits are abused and they radiated his abuse to my pussy driving me to the edge of an orgasm. I was panting heavily and beginning to sweat when he grabbed my throat and said "faster whore". I was fucking him so hard that his cock was slipping out of me. I kept putting it back in and rocking back and forth until he pushed me off and fed me his cock as it erupted with ropes of his cum. He ordered me to swallow it all and lick him clean, which I did obediently. My pussy was on fire and I had still not cum. He commented that I would learn to be a good whore, in time. Then he dressed and left. I realized then that, when James slapped my tits and belted me, he was testing to see if I could handle pain. I had to get myself off with a dildo that James kept in the night stand.
An hour later, I was back on the couch when four of James "lieutenants" came over. Two were black, one was white, and one Mexican. He told me to give them each a blow-job while he discussed business with the other three. The one who orgasm-ed the fastest got to fuck me. The Mexican wanted first and dropped his pants and sat on the couch. I crawled between his legs and started licking his cock and nuts. The drugs has mostly worn off by then and I didn't need any stimulation to suck his average sized cock. He did give me some mental stimulation calling me "puta" and saying he would fuck me crazy. He came in maybe ten minutes and sat me on the couch and licked my pussy until James noticed and sent the white guy in. The white guy took the time to maul my tits and finger my pussy while I knelt on the couch and sucked him. His cock was average size also. It tasted more like my husband's compared to the muskiness of black and Mexican cock. I love them all though! He lasted a little longer than the Mexican and James sent number three. He was tall and black and menacing looking. He looked at me with a sneer and said "suck me off "white meat". He had a long cock (the longest of the four) that was average size when limp. It grew as I sucked him and twitched as it penetrated my throat. He held my head on it in my throat until I struggled for breath, eased it out of my mouth as I gasped for air, then rammed it back into my throat and held it there until I struggled again. He repeated that until he shot his cum down my throat. The last guy was kinder and more gentle but wanted me to lick him all over and took the longest to cum. Over an hour had passed and James asked me who had cum the fastest. I said it was between the Mexican and the long black cock, mulling in my mind which one I wanted to fuck. James made the decision for me and told them both to take me to the bedroom and fuck me. James asked me if I wanted some molly and I declined.
In the bedroom, they both took off their pants/sweats as I crawled onto the bed. The black guy wasted no time telling me to spread my legs and, kneeling between them, slapped and squeezed my tits and told me that fucking was the only thing white meat was good for. Then he rubbed his growing cock against my pussy lips and clit getting it moist before pushing it into my pussy. After sucking so much cock, it felt really good in my pussy and I enjoyed his length as it penetrated me deeper than I had recently experienced. I began fucking him back rising to follow his cock as it withdrew before plunging back inside me. He said to the Mexican that my pussy was as good as James had said. He pounded me deep for a good ten minutes then got off and gave me to the Mexican. The Mexican licked my face and tongued my mouth then moved lower and licked and tongued my ass. My body temperature was rising from the sexual attention breaking down any inhibitions that remained. I asked him to please fuck me. He wanted to make me hotter but black cock was impatiently waiting. So he started fucking me while holding my arms up and tonguing my mouth and sucking on my neck. I was in pre-orgasmic bliss when black cock laid down beside me, Mexican got off, and I was moved face down on black cock, which quickly pushed inside me. The Mexican was behind me pushing his cock in my ass, which was already lubed from the juices that ran down from my pussy. They alternated from black cock going as deep as he could and Mexican cock going deep on the back stroke. It was my first dp while being somewhat sober and I thought about how much of a slut I had become. I was first to cum then Mexican then black.
Apparently, word was spreading that James had this sexy white whore; and, James was received several phone calls asking to fuck me. My last customer of the afternoon was a middle aged black man who was satisfied with a suck and a fuck. He came inside me but didn't get me off. James told me to clean-up and left a nice mid-thigh length dress with a vee neckline that ended at my waist and showed the inside of my tits. There were white stockings and matching garter belt and high heels; but, nothing else. He said he was taking me out to dinner. He had me wear enough make-up that I looked like a whore. We went to a local restaurant with mostly black patrons. He asked for a table in the back and paraded me through for everyone to see. We ordered drinks and ordered dinner. I had to go to the bathroom, which was located in the front, so I had to walk past everyone on my way to and from. I noticed several men give James approving hand signals. I wondered if he was advertising me. We had a nice meal and several more drinks. James invited to his house after dinner a couple men, who stopped to say hello. They arrived shortly after us and took seats in the living room while James made us drinks. He spiked mine with a "love drug" even though I was already buzzing from the drinks at the restaurant. We chatted while I finished my drink; then, James put on some slow music and invited them to dance with me. Henry, who was about 6 feet tall and had a mustache and a beard, started dancing with me holding me close, squashing my tits against his chest. He had both arms around me; and, when I put my head on his shoulder, he moved a hand to my ass. He rubbed and squeezed my ass and began kissing my neck. James expressed words of approval giving Henry an OK. Henry held me against his growing cock and moved his other hand to explore my tit. When the song ended, James suggested that I dance with Tom, who was taller and thickly built. Tom took the same liberties for the length of the next song. James had made another round of drinks while we were dancing; and we sat down. My head was still buzzing and I felt kind of giddy and warm from the dancing and fondling. I felt at ease with the men even though I had just met them.
As we sat and drank, the men leered at me expectantly waiting for what came next. James sensed their expectation and suggested that I do a sexy dance for them. So, I got up and swayed with arms overhead rotating my hips sideways and in a fucking motion. James walked over and unzipped the back of my dress causing the vee neck to part exposing more of my tits as I moved. Not satisfied with that, he slid the top off my shoulders and it fell to my waist. Henry got up, stepped behind me, and cupped my tits as I danced and ground my ass against him. Then, he lifted the dress over my head leaving me naked except for the stockings and garter belt. James pulled over a large ottoman and told me to lie down on it. It supported me from head to hips. Then he spread lube on a 10 inch black dildo and told me to fuck myself to an orgasm. Henry and Tom knelt on each side and massaged my tits. The dildo was thick and opened me and stuffed me as I pushed it deep hitting all of my nerve endings. Tom commented how pink I was getting with all of my senses on fire; and, with my legs shaking, I worked the dildo to a creamy orgasm. After I caught my breath, James helped me up and walked me to the bedroom. The bedroom was a converted den on the first floor with a double bed, a dresser, and l large mirrors on two walls and the ceiling. This time, the bed had restraints attached to each corner. I wasn't expecting that; but, James said it was more for effect than restraint and not to be worried. He told me to lie down and attached the restraints to my wrists and ankles. I still felt the effects of the love drugs but felt a little nervous about being so helpless. James told Henry and Tom to fuck me as much as they wanted. James told me later that he had also spiked their drinks with a drug to keep them hard; and, they fucked me all night long. My body was theirs to do whatever; and, they slapped and sucked on my tits until they were red and my nipples were sore. They called me "slut" and fucked my mouth and gave me their cum to swallow, sucked my clit, and fingered my pussy to several orgasms. James came in after a couple hours with drinks spiked with more love drugs to keep us going. They fucked my pussy tirelessly and turned me over and slapped and fucked my ass. They took off my restraints, which were getting in the way, and kept me in a continuous state of arousal until I passed out; then, awakened me and continued assaulting my holes forcing more orgasms. I don't know how long it lasted before the drugs wore off and they left.
I slept till noon on Sunday and awoke on a still wet mattress with cum all over my face and in my hair, not to mention my pussy and ass. I didn't remember parts of it; but, my inflamed pussy and ass and the purple bruises on my tits told the story. James was on his computer as I stumbled into the bathroom. I took a shower and did my best to wash myself out, noticing the pink tell-tale sign of blood. After I had dried off, James told me to make some breakfast. He inspected me as I was cooking and slapped my ass a few times. He said the guys had a good time with me last night; and, asked how I liked it. I said that I liked what I could remember, but was sore from so many orgasms. He said that I looked like I was on fire when he was watching. James thought I was "fucked-out" and called my husband to pick me up early. I asked about the monster cock that I was eager for and he said that the guy was working weekends now and had to spend the evenings with his wife. But, a weekday meeting might be possible. He also mentioned that the white guy who liked to hurt women wanted me for an overnight. He said I should think about those things and give him a week to set them up. I got dressed and waited for my husband to pick me up, thinking about how I would address his reaction to the marks and bruises on my body.