Young Black Woman Becomes Sex Slave Ch 07D

Her name is Ayanna Johnson.

Chapter 7C

Had moved up to a three parter and now proceeding to a full four parter SPECIAL!!

Ayanna the chef's tip!

Ayanna Johnson is a striking 22-year-old black woman, standing at 5'7" tall with a presence that is both commanding and inviting. Her smooth, radiant skin has a deep, rich tone that catches the light, highlighting her natural beauty. Her face is beautifully symmetrical, with high cheekbones, a small straight nose, and full, soft lips. Framing her face are soft, natural curls of luscious black hair down to her shoulders.

Her eyes are large and expressive, often sparkling with a hint of curiosity and warmth, drawing people into her world. She has a bright, inviting smile that lights up her entire face, making those around her feel instantly welcomed and at ease. Ayanna has many friends and enjoys good company whenever she can although is also very comfortable on her own.

Her body is beautifully proportioned and quite athletic having done a lot of track work in college and still enjoys regular gym workouts. She has a slender waist that accentuates her gently curved hips as well as her nice firm full 34C breasts. Her round, shapely buttocks are a defining feature, adding to her alluring silhouette. Her athletic build is evident in her toned arms and legs, and she moves with a fluid elegance, her steps light and confident.

Ayanna had been dressed in a little teenager's cheerleader's outfit and was left to please the overweight 55-year-old English viscount Reginald Pembroke and his two 18-year-old sons Henry and Edward. They had all fucked her and had all cum in her various fuck holes. Henry had filled the girl's bowels, Edward down her throat and then the Viscount in her sopping wet little pussy.

Once she had been used by the three men, she had been walked in her little cheerleader's outfit to a nearby very expensive gastro pub. She had to walk in public in the ridiculous teenager cheerleader outfit with spunk on her face and leaking out of her holes down her thighs. Then she was made to fuck and suck the cocks, albeit in a screened off private booth, in the pub but on view to the staff that came in to serve the party. Then she had been walked through the restaurant with her little skirt rucked up, so her pussy and ass were on show to all the dinners.

Once the group walked into the kitchen, The Viscount, asked for the chef. A very overweight white man in his early forties stepped forward.

The Viscount: "Excellent food, sir. I wish to show my appreciation of your first-rate cooking. I have this very fine looking slut here, mine for the day, and for your pleasure you may use one of her holes."

For Ayanna, as ever, the humiliation of just being offered by one man to a complete stranger for them to use, however they wished, was total. It made her feel like a piece of meat, not a real person, just a whore, a sex-toy-slave-slut for these men to use. Throughout her life she had always been a very strong-minded independent person and now to her total shame, was offered as a set of holes, nothing more, for men's pleasure. Total humiliation.

The Chef: "Sir, sorry to disappoint you, but I find this totally unacceptable. But, Sir, you are a very good customer of mine we should discuss this matter in my office."

"OMG!" Thought Ayanna, "A man with principles who doesn't agree with the abuse of a young woman. She felt great relief."

The four men and one of the younger chef's all stepped into the kitchen office and the chef closed the door.

The Chef: "I'm very sorry Viscount, I could not allow my staff to see such sexiest behaviour. We live in a new world."

Ayanna thought maybe this man will help me, not even thinking how a complete stranger could help her out of her impossible situation, she was just desperate not to be abused and used on a daily basis even, if it did totally turn her on.

The Chef: "Come here, slut."

Ayanna stepped over to the man who had stood up for her. He grabbed the hem of her little skintight crop top and yanked it up exposing both of her beautiful breasts.

"Arghhhh!" Ayanna gasped in total surprise.

The Chef grabbed one of her lovely full 34C breasts, squeezed it very tight and twisted it painfully.

"Arghhhh!" Now she cried out with the pain. He pulled a chair over and pushed her over the back of the chair ass up.

The Chef: "Son, stuff your fat cock in the whore's mouth so she makes no more noise."

The younger man, who Ayanna now realised was the main chef's son, stepped forward, he had anticipated this, as his thick fat cock was already out of his trousers and semi hard. He grabbed Ayanna's hair, lifting her head, as she cried out because he pulled her hair upwards, he stuffed his cock straight into her open mouth. She, of course, as she was now very well trained, started sucking and slurping around the big bellend now filling her little mouth.

Then she felt the Chef behind her and his hands spreading her lovely round ass cheeks, she heard him spit and felt the goo of his phlegm land on her puckered little ass hole.

The Chef: "I do like a tight little bum hole. I hope you men have not stretched her out too much already!"

The head of his big cock pressed against the entrance of her tight little anal chute and she tried to cry out as the man, using the lube of the other men's spunk, pushed in entering her. But with the thick cock of the Chef's son in her mouth her cries came out more as muffled moans.

The Chef felt Ayanna's tight little sphincter trying to repel his thick cock and the pulsing stimulated the head of his cock, and he pushed forward slowly inching in and stretching the young woman's tight little rear hole a little more with each hard push.

Henry: "Look at the slut take it." Ayanna heard The Viscount's son tell the group. It was very humiliating being taken by these two strangers, but even more humiliating with The Viscount and his two sons watching and cheering on her two abusers. Ayanna thought: "They're using me, as ever, as a fuck-toy-slut-slave. I'm now, nothing more than a free whore for men to use my sex holes. My holes, that's all they're for: men's pleasure!"

The Chef's son had now worked his thick young 7.5-inch cock to the back of Ayanna's throat and was holding her head with her nose pressed up against his thick mop of sweaty pubic hair. Ayanna had the full odour of a man who's been working hard in the kitchen all day, fill her nostrils on top of not being able to breathe.

At the same time the father was now pushing his thick cock further into Ayanna's tight little abused ass. As he stretched out her little rear chute the Chef was giving her hard slaps on each lovely round ass cheek slowly turning them a dark purple.

The Chef: "Could one of you boys get me a spatula from the kitchen I want this slut to remember me every time she sits down for the next week."

Henry: "Will do, sir, but not sure she will get much chance to sit, she's expected to be on her knees most of the time." All the men laughed as Henry went out into the kitchen to get the spatula.

"Urghh!" Ayanna moaned around the Chef's son's thick cock as the young man's father pushed further into her tight little rear passage.

Henry came back and handed the Chef the wicked instrument and he straight away started slapping the girls beautiful round ass cheeks which quickly showed the bruising from the abuse.

The Chef: "If any of you guys have anything left in your balls, do you wanna make this nigger-slut airtight?"

Edward: "I definitely have, fucking rock hard right now."

The Chef: "Lie down on the floor and the slut can straddle you."

"OMG!" Though Ayanna, "she has no say in what they do to her, just talked about as a free use whore, even the most intimate matters of her body and how it's used. She's just their fuck toy." For Ayanna this was just ever more humiliating as men, who only minutes ago she'd never met, got to use her mouth, pussy and arse for their own pleasure.

The Chef pulled his thick cock out of Ayanna's little rear hole with a loud plop, the men all laughed. He grabbed her hair and pulled her up away from his son's cock and pushed over to where Edward was now laying, having stripped his trouser and boxers, with his cock standing upright as a phallic flagpole.

Ayanna obediently straddled over his cock and lowered her very wet little pussy down onto his cock: "Arghhh," she moaned at the sensation of having herself stretched by thick cock meat.

The Chef knelt behind her pushed her forward till her beautiful breasts were squashed down onto Edward's shirt coverted chest. He lined his thick cock up with her stretched and slightly gaping little anal entrance and shoved in hard, balls deep.

"Arghhhhhh!" Ayanna cried out with the sudden deep penetration of her little rear chute.

The Chef: "Son, fill the slut's noisy gob."

The Chef's son quickly moved in front of the girl, grabbing her by the hair again to lift her head, and shoved his cock in deep down her throat again.

Now, Ayanna, had the amazing sensations of all of her holes deeply penetrated and fully stretched. With The Chef now fucking her little anal chute very hard, pushing her pussy up and down on Edward's thick cock and the Chef's son was face fucking her with his thick cock. It meant, to her shame, that she very quickly reached her next orgasm.

The Viscount: "OMG! The nigger slut, loves to be used as a cheap whore."

It was at this point that the Chef's son had reached the point of no return, and he cried out as he shot spurts of thick spunk down her throat. Unfortunately, it took Ayanna completely by surprise and she gagged on the thick spunk coughing much of it back up and it drooled down on to her top and her beautiful, bared breasts. The boy grabbed her hair and then smeared the end of his cock across one of Ayanna's cheeks then the other to clean his cock, leaving a thick smear of spunk on each beautiful cheek.

Next was The Chef himself, feeling his balls tighten, his head rolled back and with no regard with who might hear him next door in the kitchen, he roared and jetted thick spurts of spunk into the gorgeous young woman's bowels. Once he'd finished, with a hand on each of Ayanna's luscious round ass cheeks, he pulled them apart and watched as he dragged his softening cock out of her little gaping rear hole and delighted in seeing all the spunk run out, down over her pussy and coating Edwards big round balls.

The Chef: "Anybody else wanna shove their cock into a well lubed hole?"

Henry: "I won't say no!" He took off his trousers and boxers, knelt behind the sexy young woman still riding his brother's thick cock and shoved his thick hard shaft balls deep into the girl's gaping arse hole.

"Arghhhh!" Ayanna cried out at the latest penetration.

The Viscount took out his short fat hard cock, "Slut, you can suck my cock while these youngsters finish off in your holes. Like the chef's son before him he grabbed her hair to lift her head up and just shoved his cock in her mouth. The girl obediently started sucking and slurping around the fat cock.

With the feeling of his brother's cock stretching out the girl's tight little rear hole pressing against his own cock through the thin sheath of skin separating the girl's arse with her pussy, Edward was now getting very close to his own orgasm.

Ayanna for her part being totally used as a series of fuck holes, was also very turned on. She felt that her new demeaning role in life was just that, she was no longer the intelligent young hard-working woman, but now a body with a set of fuck holes for the pleasure of men. The humiliation was getting her very close to her next orgasm. She felt Edward's big cock swell deep inside of her, and then the heat and extra wetness as he fired thick spurts of spunk, filling her little pussy.

As Henry kept fucking Ayanna's very lubed little anal chute, much of the spunk filling her pussy was squeezed out around Edward's softening cock and dribbled down onto the boy's balls. The squelching sounds coming from the beautiful young woman's two holes were quite something.

Now Henry was smashing his hips hard against Ayanna's gorgeous round ass cheeks adding to the loud sexual noises, but it also forced her forward to swallow the Viscount's thick cock down her throat and push her nose once more into his wiry old pubes.

Then Henry gave Ayanna's right ass cheek a very hard slap, his head arched back, and he roared as he fired his spunk deep into the girl's bowels. As the Chef had done, Henry grabbed one of the Ayanna's lovely round ass cheeks in each hand, pulled them apart and watched as he slid his softening cock out of her gaping little ass hole and his spunk streamed out and ran down on to his brother's big balls.

Edwards' balls were now coated with a thick mixed pool of spunk from several of the men, and Ayanna's own juices.

At that moment, The Viscount had reached his time to unload into the beautiful young woman's mouth, as he started to cum, he allowed the first thick rope to fill her mouth and then pulled out and splattered her lips and cheeks, one thick stream spattering across her nose.

"The Viscount: "I've painted you, slut! You should thank me."

Ayanna looked up at the fat older man, "Thank you, sir." And the group of men all laughed. Ayanna felt the stinging humiliation of being used as their fuck-sex-toy-slut and having to thank them for it.

Edward: "Slut you've made a total mess of my balls, apologise, nigger-bitch."

Ayanna now knew exactly what was expected of her, she lifted her pussy off Edward's cock allowing more thick spunk and mixture of juices to stream out of her abused little hole and join the others pooling mess of goo. She crawled down the young man till her beautiful face was by his genitals and looked up at him. She felt even more humiliated; here was this, just 18-year -old boy, who had now fucked her pussy and arse and used her mouth, and she now had to apologise to a boy several years younger than herself.

Ayanna: "I'm very sorry, Sir, for making a mess on you, please, allow me to clean it all up." And as the men all laughed again. She started licking, slurping and sucking the mess off the man's cock and balls, having to work very hard not to gag.

Henry standing behind the young woman couldn't resist to push her face down into the goo and ensure her whole face was now coated with the mixture of gooey mess.

Edward: "Nigger-slut, Think you've managed to consume more protein than any of us." Again, all the men laughed.

Once Edward was satisfied, she'd cleaned most of the mess up, The Viscount told her to get up and straighten out her outfit for them to walk her back to the office.

Ayanna knew her hair and face were a total mess and when she looked down at her ridiculous little cheerleader outfit, she could see all the obvious spunk stains all over it. She must look such a degusting degraded super slut mess.

To Ayanna's horror they didn't walk her back to the office, they took her to the London Docklands Railway station, and the office junior, Oliver, who had abused her before, met them there, with her bags. He gave her a look up and down as if she was nothing more than a cheap whore. In her mind she didn't even attain that level, she was sure a cheap whore would earn more than she was being paid.

Thankfully it was now close to 9 pm and the station wasn't that busy.

The Viscount: "Off you go home, slut, Ms Sinclair has messaged your boyfriend, he's expecting you to be late." He slapped her ass and pushed her towards the barriers. The four men all laughed at her shock.

On the train she managed to find a quieter carriage, dug into one of the bags and found a blouse, which she very sneakily changed into. She didn't think anybody saw. And then used the stupid cheerleader top to wipe off most of the goo in her hair and face. When she got home, her boyfriend was on the sofa watching TV and before he could move, she shouted she was desperate for the loo, not far wrong, and ran to the bathroom where she stripped and showered. Checking herself in the full length mirror she noticed more bruising, on her thighs and breasts and of course her lovely round ass cheeks were still badly bruised from the spanking and spatula, which had left some very nasty marks. As ever she had a cry before, now relatively clean, her hair in a towel, she composed herself and went and joined her boyfriend.

Her next 'fun' adventure soon in Chapter 8