Please read chapter's 1 and 2 before this, to fully appreciate this story.
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For the next three weeks Steve watched his wife take black cock after black cock into her ever-gaping holes while her body healed, but of course some added to her marks as most of them slapped her around. But Valerie being the whore she now was smiled through everything even enjoying more pain.
Some fucking her were good looking and well-dressed, some looking more the casual type and some looking as if they had not washed for a month or more, but they all paid so Valerie was forced to fuck with them.
How could she he thought take those cocks into her cunt with rashes on them sending shivers down his back each time he watched her take one and omg when he watched her blow them of my god it made him heave, but as usual he watched Valerie smile as she did it.
Steve was doing this under orders from Joel of course taking money from them all, putting it on a sheet for Joel to inspect and decide what stave's cut was.
Is this how low he had sunk he thought, allowing any blacks to fuck his wife. He regretted the day when he told valerie to expose her cunt to other men, just his luck he thought that Joel would appear on the scene and turn her into a black cock trash whore as Joel called her. All he wanted to do was show Valerie what a slut he had made her into but the plans he had for her modeling career was now in the hands of Joel.
Steve had been paid handsomely for Valerie of course and getting a cut of the profits did give him some pleasure but every time he watched Valerie fucking with blacks made him think again.
Every night after her last black fuck Steve had to push test strips in to her cunt ass and mouth to check for any sign of disease, dispensing any medication she needed.
Valerie, looking down said, "Sorry Steve I know you don't like doing this but the do like to fuck me bareback," saying this without a care in the world.
Steve looked up at her, "all clear tonight whore and your body will soon be good enough to receive your tattoos."
With that he went to his own room. Roll on Sunday he thought, his day of fucking his wife again and my god and how he used her on these days. He felt it was his right to fuck this black cock loving trash whore as hard as he could ramming his medium sized cock into her cunt, as he put at least three loads into her hungry cunt.
On waking valerie put on her uniform, that just being a sheer silk white robe tied loosely at the waist allowing her tits to swing free and cunt to be seen as she walked, this she had to wear throughout the day in or out the house it did not matter.
She was fully submissive now and did as Joel ordered, this until stripped by any black of course.
"Trash whore," she heard her husband shout. Valerie chucked at the name she had been given it was her mark of ownership she though.
Walking up to him, "what is it Steve," she said.
"Joel wants to see how your body looks after three weeks you whore. Seems a lot of people want to see you get your tattoos and piercings."
"Robe off bitch, hands up legs spread." Steve then took at least two dozen shots of her naked body concentrating around her tits ass and above her cunt.
Looking ok to me cunt, but will leave it up to your Joel as usual, sneering as he said it as he popped send mail.
"Steve if I may, can you please talk to Joel"
I'm ok with the piercings I can take them out, but Steve the tattoos will be on me for life and with them saying what I think I'm not sure I want them.
Steve grabbed her by the chin shook her saying, "to late for that you dirty cunt whore you agreed to all this in front of thousands if you think you getting out of it no way and I hope they disgrace you even more, let the world see what a whore cunt of a wife I got, in fact you disgust me," spitting in her face as he said it.
"Sorry, Steve," Valerie cried out "I thought I was doing what you wanted by fucking with blacks, it was your idea to make me show my bare cunt to others you even laughed when I told you. Yes, I am submissive and a pain slut as you have shown me but you seem to hate me now not love me, sorry Steve sorry.
Steve looked at his wife knowing she was right. "Just fuck of out of me site," he said to her, but knowing deep down yes it was his fault and now he regretted it more than she will ever know, he had cast the die and he was now paying the price, but he knew he had to live with what he started Fucking whore wife of mine likes it anyway seemed to quell his anger as he felt his cock twitch.
Valerie was told later she had one more week to get her body right for tattooing. Joel said, "stop them from slapping you if you can but they do have the right to do that, never forget it," he said.
Bet he never asked him went through Valerie's mind the thought of being tattooed for life filled her with dread, but knowing as Joel owned her she had no say in the matter, just his piece of trash white whore, is that all I am to them both now.
Time passed and Valerie continued to take black cock after black cock as the dreaded day got closer, each night Steve testing her body for disease as usual.
Those tattoos were begging to take over her performance with blacks as she couldn't get out of her head the filth that was going to be put on her body, why had she agreed to all this, at times wishing Joel had drawn blood from her tits, he had got dam close anyway.
"Morning trash whore she heard her husband shout."
"Get yourself ready shave all your body hair want them tattoos looking good," he laughed. "Make up of a slut you hear me you know you're going to be on show again."
Visions of her last performance flashed though her head the beating she took, the fucking she took, even her being put on display after with legs spread wide and having to do to herself whatever she was told, how she was told to open her cunt lips wide open as they wanted to see pink, my god she must be trash whore to do that on camera, but next time trash whore white cunt would be seen just above her cunt lips.
"You done whore," her husband called let me look at you.
Valerie stood before her husband legs spread wide as she knew this was her position to be inspected, checking her cunt, ass and tits, then her makeup he said, "ok whore robe on then go to the car."
"Steve." she said, "you do know the car is on the street not in the drive."
"So, what everyone around here knows what a whore you are and what goes on in here, with all the black guys and girls that keep coming. My god girl this address in on countless web sites. So, let them see your naked body and swing your tits for them," Steve said.
"Ok Steve," Valerie said, opening the door she moved provocatively down the drive and got in the car.
She knew she wasn't looking forward to this at all, the pain she did not mind but the thought of her body being marked for life filled her with dread, no matter what happened later in her life, she was to be permanently marked as an owned whore.
Getting in the car her husband said, "you know the drill cunt," Valerie, immediately slipped her robe below her tits putting them on show for anyone. "Be proud whore," her husband smiled as he said it.
Stopping outside Joel's flat. "Ok out you get whore," her husband said, getting out slowly trying to make the time longer before she was permanently marked Valerie stood to one side as her husband called Joel.
"As you are whore Joel says it ok to be as you are not like they can see all your body any way, here take my hand Joel says we are to be seen together."
Leading Valerie along the street to the entrance of Joel's flat up the lift with people looking at her, Valerie held her husband's hand tight wondering if there was any way out of this.