This is the continuation of a story about a woman that is totally over sexed, pure and simple. It isn't about romance, relationship, or the characters personality outside their love of sex and control.
Feel free to comment...love it, like it, not like it, absolutely hate it, but please do it in the context of "It's a fuck story." The main focus is to make pussies wet and dicks hard when people read it.
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Pamela and John had been married for 7 years. She and John had fucked, sucked and done about everything possible in the realm of sexuality. Pamela was a slut. John really loved that about her, but when he couldn't give her enough, which would take up the whole of his waking hours, she would fuck and suck anything with a hard on.
She had been punished for that one tiny character flaw several times, and enjoyed every minute of it. She loved it when John got mad when he found her with a strange cock in her mouth, pussy or ass. It just meant she was in for yet more cocks, more fucking, ending with him fucking her for the remainder of the night. This time she thought she may be out of her league.
She now found herself in a seemingly deserted warehouse that had been turned into a sex show. It was fairly dark, but not too dark for Pamela to see the men sitting in theater type chairs, some half clothed, some naked, all stroking their cocks.
There was just one other woman in this sea of men. She was up on the low stage being fucked and filled in every hole. She also had both hands full with two of the biggest cocks Pamela had ever seen. Pamela would have been hunching by now, but she was actually afraid of the sight of a cock for the first time in her life. As she thought of how pleased this must be making John, the fear started to subside and it was replaced with sheer determination.
She was healthy, she worked out, she had lasted for 10 hours or more of steady fucking for days on end. She began to think that she would not let her husband have the satisfaction of breaking her. She knew down deep he really enjoyed watching her with men.
He loved the rush of seeing her suck strange cock, have her pussy and ass fucked marathon style. He love it because he could then do his control thing, put a collar around her neck, whip her pussy and ass and rationalize it away as something he had to do, not something he enjoyed doing.
John had collected $500.00 so far from just two men. Pamela wondered if she could beg all the men in this building to fuck her and get them to pay to do it. She felt a new surge of energy and decided to just relax and enjoy what was to come. She could rest another day.
Pamela had found that the little whip that her husband's right hand man Sam kept for her tits and pussy made her come as much as cock did. She thought if she acted badly or scared, maybe John would have his henchman to whip her pussy and ass as they made their way through the rows of men. She saw how it excited the last man she begged to pay to fuck her. She could have her orgasms and maybe entice the men to fuck her along the way.
She suddenly felt the tug of the pink collar pulling her forward. She was on her hands and knees now following John to the front row directly in front of the stage. She stopped and whimpered, acting like she was terrified. Just as she had predicted, John gave Sam the look. He leaned forward and brought the whip upward between her legs. She tugged on the leash and once again the whip found its way to her pussy, then back down on her ass.
She felt the warm feeling on her clit. Pamela knew one more slap of the whip and she would come. She stopped and sat on the hard concrete floor. John pulled her forward and back to her hands and knees . His anger started rising again, the look, then slap directly on the pussy and she started coming hard. Her ass rose up to meet the pop of the whip. Three men stood up to get a good look.
She started her deep hunch. She hunched down, then up to meet the whip. The three men that had come to watch were stroking their cocks over her. She looked up at them and started her begging. Please, please fuck my pussy. Fuck my ass, fuck my mouth.
John took a step back to allow the men to get a closer look. One bent down and gently stroked her smooth pussy. Evidently this was the one thing the men could do without paying. One asked could he kiss her pussy since it was so swollen, maybe even lick it. Pamela looked up and with a very calculated smile said it would probably make it easier to fuck if he licked for a few minutes to soothe the sting.
The man started leaning over, but Pamela tucked her hips under. She looked back over her shoulder sheepishly and simply said, $50.00 dollars please to lick my pussy. The man didn't flinch. He wasn't wearing anything but a shirt. His pants were folded neatly on the back of his seat. He pulled out a $50.00 dollar bill from his shirt pocket and handed it absently over to John.
He was on his knees very quickly.
He took his tongue and licked from her clit to her asshole. Pamela automatically stuck her ass up as high as she could raise it to meet the cool tongue. The man systematically went down to her clit and up to her asshole. He started a rhythm that Pamela was meeting with her ass hunching with each lick.
He licked her very gently. It did feel good to Pamela, but she wasn't going to get an orgasm from it. She started backing up while keeping the steady hunch going. The man was licking her pussy while holding himself up on one hand. His other hand was stroking his hard cock. Pamela pushed back for her last stroke when she felt the familiar tug on her neck. The man's tongue disconnected and her orgasm was left for her to get out of thin air. Her hand went automatically to her pussy. John reached down and pulled her hand away. Sam did pop her pussy with the whip and she recovered the orgasm.
John told the man that was more than $50.00 worth. The man scrambled up to his feet reaching to his pocket for more money, then stopped as if he had just remembered something. Pamela was still backing up to find something that just wasn't there, her hunch was meeting thin air.
She was figuring all this out quickly because she immediately started begging the man to pay to fuck her. Whatever hole he wanted was fine with her. The man and his two friends each pulled out a $100.00 bill and John reached out and stuck them in the pocket with the rest of his fuck money.
Pamela noticed something she hadn't before. There was man following them a few steps back. As the men gave John the money, the man following would tear off a ticket and hand it to the men that had paid. There were numbers on them. The three men each took a ticket, but they all had the same number. Must be the way they decide which men gang banged the person on the stage.
This wasn't an event that was thrown together overnight. These guys did this on a regular basis. Like a secret mens club or something. Wish I could become a member, maybe John was.
He once again tugged on her leash. Her knees were getting a little sore. She stopped and asked John if she could get up and walk upright. He laughed at her and said no, you don't deserve to be walking upright. You stay down and walk around like the bitch dog you are. She started to get up anyway. She saw Sam ready with the whip cock, but John put his hand up signaling a no.
Instead he asked a man sitting in front of where they were parading her around if he could use his lap to show his wife a lesson.
The man asked how much it would cost him. Evidently any touch of a woman here cost, except for the pussy stroking. John told him not a cent. This one's on me. John pulled on the leash and Pamela got to her feet only to have John grab her by her hair and roughly place her over the man's lap.
She was positioned where her feet barely touched the floor on one side of the man's lap and her head, arms and tits were hanging off the other side. This put her ass directly in the middle of the man's lap and also made her ass rise high in the air. John took his hand and started rubbing her ass lovingly. He started telling her how he was sorry he had to be so mean to her pretty alabaster round ass. He wanted to make it feel nice because in a few minutes it was going to be so swollen and her ass an pussy were going to be turned inside out from the fucking they were going to get.
Pamela was a little scared, but of course turned on at the same time. Pain didn't bother her as long as she had those orgasms that ripped her body apart. She started her hunching. John's rubbing gave way suddenly to a loud smack on her ass. This time it wasn't the little whip cock, but his full hand against her soft white ass. She let out a scream that filled the warehouse. She had never had a slap hurt so badly. He again raised his hand and came down hard on her ass. Once again she screamed with the pain.