Whorish American Women-Part One - Sex Stories

Whorish American Women-Part One

... Aisha pushed Brenda to the table and made her lie on it with the upper half of her body. Rough wood didn't feel good pressed against gentle breasts. Marla walked behind her and kicked her legs to make the woman would spread them

She felt the rough hands of the woman spread her pussy lips and felt cold metal against her entrance. A sudden push brought so much pain she screamed through the gag and tried to kick. A few face slaps from Aisha calmed her down.

Marla tried again but with no luck.

"You are too dry" Aisha translated Marla's words.

There were some claps and yelled words. A moment later another woman appeared. She was dressed almost as Marla but her clothes were more plain. She had a very pale face and Brenda could swear that under that hijab there was the beautiful blonde hair of a white woman.

Woman carried a bottle of olive oil. She bent over behind Brenda poured some on her ass and as it ran down she started to softly apply the warm oil to her vulva. The woman's soft fingers spread it all over and even inside her with slick oily fingers.

"Are you local?" Aisha asked her

"Yes, Ma'am. Born and bred here in the city. " in a perfect American accent.

These words hurt Brenda more than anything else.

"Is it my future?" she thought.

After lubing up, cold metal easily was pushed inside. Grabbing her hips and pulling her a few inches away from the table top, Marla put something else between her legs, something that looked like panties but made of ...

... metal. Brenda heard a click.

“A chastity belt! Omg!”

"Well done Marla. Now, get up Brenda. Stand and turn to face me" Aisha said

Brenda stood up and looked down at her chastity device that held the toy from falling. Three women were looking at her with approval.

Sticky pads were placed just outside of each nipple. Sticky bandage tape over each pad then wound around each of tits squeezing and shaping them more round but leaving her nipples uncovered. She stood arms tied behind her back, chest out as Marla stretched a strong rubber band around one of her tits making sure to get tight against her chest. The band made her snugly wrapped tit full and round on her chest. Her nipple pushed out and exposed.

Soon after the other tit had suffered the same treatment. After that more of the tape used to tape the small TENS control box with several wraps around her waist and the wires from the plug in her pussy and the pads by her nipples plugged into the control box and one more wrap of the tape to hold the wires all in place.

Brenda watched the woman's strong brown hands attach silver clamps to each of her swollen nipples and tighten them painfully.

Marla spoke to the American woman who translated for Barbara. Some of the words she understood even before said again in better English.

“Turn and face the table American dog whore”

Brenda’s heart sank at hearing out loud what she had felt from the woman already. Marla hates me and wants to hurt me! Oh fuck I wish ...