Willa Huffner - Bound hooker

The scene was turning me on so much that I reached for my crotch without thinking too much. I pressed the dildo deeper into my pussy. John gave me a stern look. I know what I was doing did not please him so I took my hand away. I wondered if he would tell Kathy and let her punish me. Well, that was for the future.

A woman master came into the room towing another woman. I recognized the slave immediately as a high fashion model. She was more beautiful than she appeared on the covers of magazines except now she seemed very subdued.

The men stopped playing with their slaves long enough to see what was going to happen. The model was made to strip. Everyone watched her.

She unhooked the top of her dress exposing her small but well formed breasts. They were so lovely that I wanted to touch them. It was the first time that I ever had the desire to touch a woman.

When the back zipper was pulled down, her lower stomach was revealed. It had just a little curve and not the slightest blemish. She hooked her thumbs on the sides of the dress and touched it down over her slender hips. My eyes were glued to her crotch which was covered by a pair of thin brief panties. The old fashioned garter belt she wore was black as were the panties. The dress fell to the floor. I scanned the small area between the tops of her dark stockings and her panties. I was getting hot watching her. There probably wasn't a soft cock in the house.

I held John's arm as the girl bent to unhook her stockings. She pushed the stockings down her legs very slowly. She was not allowed to bend her legs while she was dong it. Her long legs were accentuated. I wanted to see her from the back and as if on cue, she turned just enough for me to see her panties stretched over her ass and snuggled against her cunt.

She removed her high heeled shoes to take off the stockings then she put the shoes back on.

She removed the garter belt and let it fall to the floor. She remained there for a few moments giving us a chance to look at her. She was delicious. I would have licked every inch of her body if John had told me.

There was a gasp from someone as the gorgeous woman put her thumbs inside her panties and ever so slowly pushed them down her legs. Once more she bent double, exposing her ass and cunt. My eyes bored into that area and I saw that not only was she clean shaven, but there were rings on her cunt lips.

Her mistress handed her a large dildo. The woman took it with reluctance. Tears fell from her eyes as she bent over and spread her legs. She reached under and placed the head of it at her asshole. The mistress waited patiently while the model slowly pushed the dildo into her asshole. She didn't stop until only the safety flange was visible.

She was then told to get on her knees and greet her guests. She crawled to the first man and kissed his dick through his pants and moved on to the woman standing next to him. She kissed the woman's crotch through her dress. The next man had his cock hanging out. She kissed it and took him in her mouth for a second and the moved on. She repeated the process until she had kissed every one, either through their clothing on directly on their sex. John didn't take his cock out so I did not lift my dress, which didn't make much difference since I was still wearing the crotch strap.

I was bound and determined to make it with her at one time or another. I fell in love just looking at her.

When she was done, she took up a position in the center of the room and spread her arms above her head and spread her legs wide.

The woman dropped her cape to the floor. She was dressed just like I would imagine any dominator would. She had on a leather body suit that was cut very sharply to a Vee between her legs an did not cover the area between her legs. The back was nothing more than a strap between her asscheeks and another holding the top of her leather outfit. Her tits were large and almost naked. I tried to see her nipples but the leather covered them.

She wore long black boots and gloves also made of leather. She held a mean looking whip in her hand. The girl followed her with her eyes but dared not move her head. The poor girl was breathing deeply, knowing that she was about to be whipped. She seemed unconcerned by the people watching her. I tried to catch her eye but she was too busy following the whip which had not yet landed.

The woman attached a collar to the girl. It had long spikes that pointed up and out. When it was pulled snug, the girl had to keep her head up if she didn't want to be struck by them. "That will keep you from watching. Sometimes you are too nosey for your own good."

The woman stepped back and lashed out at the girl's ass. She gasped but made no other sound. The whip struck her ass five more times, leaving red welts each time, but the girl never moved other than a small flinch each time the whip struck.

The woman moved to the side and struck the girl's tits. She was crying but still kept her position. The whip worked its way down the front of the flawless body leaving marks of the whip and in a couple of places tiny drops of blood.

The woman moved once and directed the whip up between the girl's legs. The first blow left the cunt lips red. The girl moaned and with each blow, humped her hips forward. It was a move that I had made many times to get a cock deeper inside or when a nerve was touched in pleasure. The girl was enjoying the blows on her cunt and after the third one, she was humping her hips like she had a lover between them. When the fifth blow struck, I saw her tense every muscle and sob. She was in the center of an orgasm. The woman stopped so as not to distract us from watching the girl in one of her most intimate moments. It was over much too quickly to suit me. Although the girl suffered it was one of the most forceful sex scenes that I had ever witnessed.

When it was over, the woman attached the girl's wrists in cuffs to hold them spread out just as she was. She then walked around the room inspecting the slaves who had been watching.

A couple of men made quick use of the girl hanging upside down. The scene was too much for them so they needed quick release. The girl willingly sucked off every one of them who wanted her. I was angry that they didn't let me suck them.

The woman stopped in front of me and told me to remove my dress. It quickly fell to the floor.

"Take that thing off," she told me referring to my crotch strap. I unbuckled it and pulled the dildos out and let it drop on top of my dress. I didn't bother taking off the belt around my waist.

She played with my tits, paying a lot of attention to my nipples. They grew hard and my cunt grew wet. She stuck two fingers inside of me. The juices made a lot of noise as she wiggled her fingers around inside there. I opened my legs and pushed my hips forward. She had me on the verge of another cum before she stopped.

"Do you mind if I borrow her for awhile, John?"

"Not at all. You can do anything you want to her. We have only a few minor restrictions which we impose but you do not go into areas so you can have her."

I did not think about being a paid slave. I was more interested in having the ache between my legs eased. I wanted a cum in the worst sort of way. I was glad that she wanted to use me, no matter what.

She made me turn around while she put my arms in a single glove and laced them up in back. She pulled the laces until my elbows were touching and my tits were sticking well out and defenseless. There was a short piece of leather at the end of the glove which came up between my legs and attached to the front of the belt. She pulled it too tight and the leather felt like it was cutting my asshole.

She put cuffs around my ankles and attached a foot long chain between them, allowing me to take short steps.

"Let's see if you are as brave as Alexis." With that she stepped back and struck me across my tits.