Vanessas Third Task

This story is a follow on from

Slut for University Lads.

It is a stand-alone story that covers an event that follows chronologically from the earlier story

A little about myself, I am Vanessa, a 55-year-old married professional lady. I work in accountancy. We have a son, 26, who has grown and flown the nest. I stand 5'5" tall and have mousey brown hair and grey blue eyes. I'm a little overweight, size 14 with a 36" bust. Normally I sport a trimmed bush but have recently shaved and waxed my entire pubic area for my Master.

I had recently started reading erotica which led to chatting and finding myself an online Master. He set me small, and naughty, tasks leading up to a meeting with Master, and others and then acting as a sex toy at a university digs.

The events in this story occurred a couple of weeks after meeting the university lads. Master had been in touch via our normal channels with him setting me mini tasks; knicker-less shopping with an aim of flashing my butt plug, nude drives, and naked Moor walks.

Then, around 3 weeks after my escapades with the guys from the university Master sent me an email.

Slut,

I have a task for you to complete today. Do not let me down. You will come to the Golden Crown pub. Park in the rear car park and make your way into the bar, I will be waiting. Make your way to me and sit with your legs slightly parted facing the bar. You are to wear a short skirt, a sheer blouse, no bra, black stockings and suspender belt, black g-string, heels. You are to have your butt plug in. On your tits, in scarlet lipstick, write CUM SLUT. Hair in a ponytail. Be there at 4pm.

Master.

I was wet just reading his instructions. I was worried that the pub was closer to home than I would have liked but it was fairly down market, and not somewhere my friends and acquaintances would generally frequent. I replied in the only way I could with, "Yes Master, your slut fucktoy will obey."

There were a few hours before I needed to leave so I took a leisurely soak in the bath ensuring I was shaven. I did my hair and moisturised. Writing on my breast was a lot harder than I imagined but manage it I did in letters approximately 6cm high.

At about five to four I parked up; I was about 200 yards from the pub. The street was busier than I had hoped, and I noted the double takes of people spotting my bouncing breasts and reading the writing. I heard comments of, "shameless slut," "mutton" and "tart" among other things. Shameless was about right, my nipples were poking out like little corks, and I was soaking my knickers. Nonetheless I was as nervous as a virgin on her wedding night.

Entering the bar, I observed the clientele was predominantly male, and in the 30 to 50 age bracket. Master was seated at the far end on a high table with stools. I could feel all the eyes follow me as I made my way to him and perched myself on one of the stools facing back towards the room.

"Open your legs wider my slut", Master intoned.

As I spread my knees I could sense many eyes travel up my thighs to my stocking tops, the giggle bands, and beyond to my panties, which were damp.

"Good girl, you will have made many cocks hard with your tits showing and knickers on display". I could only nod and reply, "Yes Master."

"Very soon you will be on your knees draining the cum from many of those cocks fuck pig. I hope you do me proud," he told me looking around the bar, nodding to the occasional person.

"This slut will not let you down Master, I am your cum slut, I obey your commands." I was soaking my panties; my nipples were poking out and I could feel how flushed I was.

A short while later Master stood up and took me by the hand. "Let's get this party started". He led me through a door and down some steps to the gentleman's toilets.

"Okay slut, skirt off, you may kneel on it."

I quickly removed my skirt and placed it in the centre of the floor. Master took hold of my ponytail and guided me to my knees. Within seconds the door open and in came four guys.

Master spoke to them, "guys, you know the rules, one of you can fuck the toy, you all can use her mouth and touch her. Cum where you wish".

My head was dragged to a cock, not the biggest but reasonable length and girth. He wasted no time pulling my mouth onto him and forcing himself into my throat. The others were squeezing my breasts, pulling my nipples, slapping my buttocks. Fingers found my pussy and it was commented on how wet I was.

My head was being pulled from cock to cock. I was dragged to my feet and bent over. My knickers were pulled to the side and two hefty slaps administered before a cock was thrust fully into my pussy. I was being fucked, my mouth used also, as if I were nothing but holes. I felt my first orgasm building and it crashed over me as cum was splashing over face. Before long, another load was in my belly, one over my blouse, and the final one over my arse and back.

"Thank the gentlemen, fuck pig."

Back on my knees, I looked up at four grinning faces, "Thank you sirs for using this slut and giving her your cum."

As the group left another group entered. The same instructions were given. Again, a cock was in my mouth, it's owner guiding my head with my ponytail. My hands were guided to two more iron hard cocks, and I began wanking them. The fourth man rucked up my blouse and was slapping my boobs, pinching and pulling my nipples. I felt his foot between my legs and I started, subconsciously, humping his shoe.

My head was being moved from cock to cock by pulling on my hair. Man number four wanted my pussy. He moved into a cubicle and, sitting down, he guided me onto his rampant prick. I began riding him while one at a time the others were competing for my mouth. His thumbs were pushing on the base of my butt plug. I was furiously rubbing my clit with one hand.

One man moved close to my head, I instinctively open my mouth, he came. A rope of thick cum landed on my already cummy face coating me from my left cheek across my nose and right eye to my forehead. Spurt two hit me squarely between the eyes. The third was still generous and mostly in my mouth. As he flicked some residual cum on me he commented that, "cum makes you pretty slut". I had no time to answer as the next cock was between my lips and shooting. A couple of spurts in my mouth then some over my chin and neck. I came from my frigging which triggered the guy I was riding to fire his load in my pussy. The final one of the group attempted to facial me but he hit me in the chin and over my boobs.

They were calling me a dirty bitch, a skanky slutty, fuck meat, and whore.

As the group left Master leaned over, "you are doing well fuck pig, are you enjoying yourself?"

"Yes Master, I am, thank you" was all I could think of to reply. My mind was racing, I was super horny.

The next group consisted of six men. They brought a tall stool in from the bar. This group had my blouse and knickers off. They made me use my knickers as an extra scrunchy to hold my hair. I was left in just my heels and stockings. I had to bend over the stool until my tummy touched it. My boobs were swinging free.

Master whisperer in my ear that I was to tell them to fuck me, spank me and cover me in cum.

"Please sirs," I shouted, "fuck this slut, use my cunt and mouth, spank my pig arse and tits. Use me as your cum target."

There was a chuckle and a comment of, "don't worry slut you will be well used like the cum slut you are."

I was bent over the stool, "open our legs slut," was the command. My head was pulled up by my ponytail and a fat cock was fed to me. There was a man either side of me and they began slapping my arse cheeks, ten , twenty, spanks by each. Then I was getting spit roasted, the cocks in my pussy and mouth changing every minute or so. Master had a hitachi wand which he pressed to the base of my butt plug. It was like electrical tingles up my spine and into my pussy. I was almost constantly climaxing, or on the edge of climax.

At some point the plug was removed from my arse and swiftly replaced with a cock, using cum as a lubricant. It became a free for all during which I was never without at least two cocks in me, and at times three.

When it finished my face and hair were plastered in cum. I had loads in my arse and pussy. My bum and boobs had been thoroughly spanked. I was in a cum haze.

Master told me to say thank you again. I think I said something along the lines of, "thank you sirs for using my slut holes and gifting me your cum."

As the toilets cleared Master told me, you have one more task to complete here, don't let me down." I meekly replied, "this slut will carry out Masters commands."

He had me put the blouse and skirt back on and gave me the plug and knickers to carry.

"We are now heading back to your car slut." I didn't really think about what he said and just said, "yes Master."

A choker chain placed around my neck and Master led me back up the stairs to the bar. As we entered the place erupted in cheering and applause, I could see a seeming multitude of grinning faces all looking at me. Cum covered my face and was in my hair, my blouse was stuck to my chest, I could also feel cum leaking from my arse and pussy.

Master stopped me halfway to the exit. He made me present my knickers to a man sat at the bar.

He then called out, "I hope my slut has pleased you today, would you like me to bring her back?" The place went mad, and Master called out, "tell your friends we will back soon."

Then we were outside, it was sunny , and I was aware of people staring and pointing at me. It seemed a long way back to my car but I was mostly in a daze.

Master drove me to his house and made sure I was cleaned up before sending me home. He told me that he was very pleased with my performance and he would arrange further adventures.

I do wonder if he took money from the participants. I seem to remember a comment about, "money well spent."

It was a fantastic experience nonetheless. I felt only a small amount of guilt but a great sense of pride that I had served master well.