Alice Shops at Charity's Toy Box - Sex Stories

Alice Shops at Charity's Toy Box

... big-titted cow," Charity said, still fondling my breasts.

I watched as Rose smiled, looking over me. She began undoing her jeans. Sliding them down and along with her panties, she stepped out of them and right up to me. She stood before me, looking down her nose at me, a sneer on her face.

"Service me, slut," Rose growled, and then gripped a fistful of my blond hair and pushed her trimmed pussy to my mouth.

I felt a jolt of anxiety, embarrassment, and a sense of protest. I'd never performed oral sex on another woman. I didn't even know her! I found the feeling faded quickly as Charity mashed my face against Rose's sex.

"Lick, slave." Charity ordered.

I licked. I licked frantically at Rose's pussy and clitoris as she twisted her fingers in my hair. She guided me in how to lick, where to lick, and how fast to lick. How much pressure to put into my tongue, when and where to suck. My scalp burned as she continually tugged and twisted on my hair.

I felt a buzz of overwhelming pleasure as Charity switched something on the purple dildo. It began to vibrate, and I gasped and moaned, as Rose continued to grind against my face. Her pussy and hips bucked harder against my face. Finally, she groaned and came, jamming me hard against her pussy.

With all this sensation, I found myself gyrating on the dildo once more. My mind felt shattered and then I came once again, this time with Rose.

What was I doing? What was I becoming? Rose released her grip on my hair as ...

... she and I caught our breath.

I heard a noise behind me. I heard chuckling laughter and clapping hands. I felt my stomach drop. Terrified, I looked over my shoulder and saw a group of people. Rough-looking strangers, men and women, stared down at me with big smiles. Phones were out, taking pictures and videos of me.

Mistress Charity stood proudly before them, her smile the biggest.

"What a natural-born slave girl you are." Charity said, then caressing my face she said, "Now tell Miss Rose how much you loved her pussy."

My eyes darted wildly between the smiling audience and Charity. I felt panic broil in me, mixing with the wild excitement of such amazing orgasms. I felt myself pulled against my bindings, my body struggling. I heard the jingle of the bells attached to the nipple clamps. The laughter of the crowd. It was all so much.

"I... I don't..." I tried to say something.

With a scowl, Mistress Charity pushed on the back of my neck. I folded forward until my face was cheek down to the floor. The crowd gasped and chuckled as my ass instinctually lifted up. I felt and heard the pop of the dildo dislodge from me. It left me with such an empty feeling.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Charity's hand slapped down sharply against my bottom. I yelped at the stinging pain.

"Tell Miss Rose how much you loved her pussy, slave!" Charity said.

"I-I love your pussy, Miss Rose!" I gasped, my words landing against her bare foot.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"Again! ...