Donna Allen: Wife in a slave house

Angela sucked the cocks one after the other. She sucked off five men. She never missed a drop of jism when they came. Helen patted Angela's head and complimented her. Then one of the women cajoled Helen into letting her have Angela in the john. Helen agreed. There were catcalls as Angela was led away by the woman. Angela understood that these things were nothing new to this crowd. All of them knew what the slaves had to put up with.

Inside the bathroom, the woman teased Angela. She said her name was Dora. She raised her dress and slipped her panties off. Angela was surprised to see that the woman had a shaved pussy. Dora smiled at Angela. She had fat cunt lips and a protuberant clit.

"I'm going to piss in your mouth, honey," Dora told Angela.

Angela went down on her knees. She turned her face up. Dora giggled and spread her legs. She moved forward to position her crotch over Angela's face. Angela opened her mouth. She had serviced Helen like this many times. Helen always said it was more fun to piss standing up than sitting down.

Now Dora arranged her cunt on Angela's mouth. She started pissing. The hot liquid gushed over Angela's tongue. She took it all. She missed nothing. Dora had a full piss. She mewled and squirmed a bit. At the end she rubbed her clit very fast and came on Angela's face.

"There's a load, love."

Angela sucked up the woman's cunt juice.

When it was finished, Dora adjusted her clothes and they returned to the party. Dora stroked Angela's ass and told Helen that Angela was very skillful.

Soon after that Helen led Angela over to a man.

"She's all yours, Stan. But don't break anything."

The man chuckled as he took hold of Angela's leash and led her away. He took her out of the room and down the hall to a bedroom. He unzipped his fly and brought his cock out. He wanted the same thing as Dora. He said he would piss in Angela's mouth.

"Helen says you're good."

Once again Angela went down on her knees. He giggled as he started pissing in her mouth.

"Take it, baby. Christ, what a mouth?"

Suddenly the door opened and a woman came in. "Freaking out again, Stanley?"

Stanley giggled. "She's great."

"So I see."

The woman was Stanley's wife. Angela saw that she was irritated by her husband's approval of Angela. The woman chided Stanley. She waited until he finished pissing in Angela's mouth, and then she kicked Angela's ass and hurt her.

"Stupid little slut."

Stanley was amused. "Take it easy." The woman unbuckled the belt around her dress and started beating Angela with it. Stanley stood nearby laughing at them. The woman made Angela kneel with her head down on the carpet. She whipped Angela's ass.

Then finally the woman stopped. She tossed the belt away and raised her dress. She uncovered her ass and bent over the edge of the bed. She ordered Angela to suck her asshole.

"He says you're good, so let's find out." Angela crawled to the woman and went down on her ass. She licked and sucked the woman's asshole. She did so much of it these days, it meant nothing to her. The woman made sounds of pleasure and rolled her ass around. She farted in Angela's face and her husband laughed. She told Angela to keep her mouth on her asshole. Angela did it. She kept her lips on the woman's ass-chute. She feared the worst and her fear was justified.

The woman started pushing shit out of her asshole. Angela was afraid to refuse it. Helen had wanted her to be completely obedient with her friends. Angela kept her mouth in place. The stink and taste was horrible. Stanley came behind Angela and jerked off on her ass.

Suddenly the woman stopped shifting and she turned around and kicked Angela to the floor. She squatted over Angela and finished the shit on Angela's face. Angela sobbed as the woman's shit covered her. Stanley had finished jerking off, and now he pissed on Angela's face. The man's wife laughed as his piss washed the slit off Angela's forehead. Angela rolled on the floor in misery as the couple left the bedroom.

She finally crawled into the bathroom. She climbed under the shower and struggled because of her manacled wrists to turn it on. But finally she did it. She had to get clean again or she would lose her mind. She wanted to kill herself, but she knew she lacked the guts for it.

Finally she was clean. She climbed out of the shower. She looked at her face in the mirror and she saw that she looked like a wounded animal.

At last the evening was finished and all the guests had left. The Farrells and the servants were exhausted and asleep. Angela was out of the bondage gear, unchained, with her hands free. She tried the door of her room and she found it unlocked. They'd forgotten to lock her in. Angela realized that this was her chance. Maybe her only chance.

She put on a raincoat to cover her nakedness. She slipped out of her room. She stole downstairs to the front door. She made it outside without anyone awakening.

She started running. In a moment she reached the road. She had no idea where she was. Should she go right or left? She chose right. She ran. She told herself she had to make it. She had to get far away from them.

Suddenly a bright light shone in her eyes, a spotlight attached to a car that had been sitting in the dark on the shoulder of the road. A police car. The door of the car opened and a cop came out. Angela sobbed and ran into his arms.

She started babbling to him. Her raincoat fell open and the cop chuckled when he saw she was naked under the coat.

"Hold still a moment, honey."

Before Angela could pull away, he had his handcuffs locked around her wrists.

He shoved her into the back of the patrol car and she fell down across the seat.

"God looks after people," the cop said after he climbed behind the wheel in the front. "I've been horny all night and now the Good Lord has dumped some pussy in my lap."

He said his name was Wally. Angela lay in the back of the patrol car trembling with fear. The cop talked constantly as he drove the car. He said he was a widower. He said he was glad to be rid of his wife because she was a lousy fuck.

He drove Angela to an abandoned warehouse in a deserted industrial area. He hauled her out of the patrol car and dragged her inside. The place was a huge warehouse with an eerie emptiness inside. Angela's fear was extreme. The cop closed the door that led outside and laughed at her.

"Relax, honey. I won't bite you, or if I do, I'll do it in the right place."

He laughed again and hauled his cock out of his pants. He moved towards her. He made her kneel and he forced his cock inside her mouth.

She had to blow him. She was afraid he would hit her. She knelt there on the cold floor in front of him while he fucked her face. He held her head with both hands. His cock slid in and out of her mouth. Then finally he pulled his cock away and he told her to get up.

When she rose up, he unlocked the handcuffs. He stripped the raincoat off her body and looked at her.

"Oh yeah, look at the tits. Nice, baby, and that shaved pussy. You like getting head, huh?" He laughed and said she turned him on. He fingered his cock, jiggled it and waved it at her. Then he took her tits in his big hands and squeezed them. He made her turn so that he could look at her ass. He squeezed her asscheeks.

"I bet you're a good fuck. You dig cock, huh? With an ass like this, you should. Go on, bend over that crate. Stick your ass in the air."

Angela went to the crate and bent over it the way he wanted. He was behind her immediately. She felt his cock pushing at her cunt. In a moment he was inside. His cock plowed into her cunt hole. He rammed his cock up her pussy and started fucking her. He held her hips with both hands as he pounded her. She groaned as his cock pummeled her pussy. She took it. She couldn't do anything but take it.