JOANNE'S FALL PT. 08 – ANAL WHORE

Joanne is a 46-year-old married woman. Her sex life with her husband has died a long time ago so she resorted to having online sex with men on a chatroom. She came to love having men treated her like a slut online. Accidentally sending a naked photo with her face on, Joanne learns that the person she's sent it to knows her and her husband Freddy. This is her fall.

Part 1

After learning she is being blackmailed by this stranger, she is forced to flash her bare pussy in public to strangers. Afterwards she is forced to ask people to make her cum. Eventually, a 20-year-old agrees and he fingers her to orgasm down an alley way and then Joanne gives him a hand job until he cums.

Part 2

Joanne loses more control to her blackmailer. Having to finger herself at work and just stopping before getting to cum. Afterwards she's ordered to a glory hole where she sees her blackmailer's cock in real life. For the first time, she physically cheats on her husband by sucking his cock until she swallows his cum, only to be made to cum whilst looking at his cock. Joanne goes back to work and attends a virtual meeting with a dildo in her pussy. Afterwards, her assistant who she is a bitch to gets sent the videos of Joanne and tells Joanne that she is no longer going to boss her around.

Part 3

Joanne's assistant Claire takes full advantage of the blackmail. First, she fucks Joanne's pussy whilst in her office with a dildo before shoving it down Joanne's throat. After that, Claire makes Joanne lick her pussy, the first time Joanne has ever done anything with a woman. Afterwards, Joanne has to go home on her lunch and get fucked by a big black man that her blackmailer owed money too. She was punished for cumming whilst having sex with this black man without her blackmailer's permission and punishment is due.

Part 4

Joanne goes to her office and is straight away forced to lick Claire's pussy who is fully dominating her. They go to a shopping centre for Joanne's punishment which turns out to be getting a black bunny nipple piercing. Afterwards Claire takes Joanne back to Joanne's house where she ties up, blindfolds and gags Joanne. Joanne is then fucked by someone she can't see who she later finds out is her blackmailer.

Part 5

Claire takes Joanne shopping to buy her some slutty clothes, afterwards they go to a bar where Joanne is forced to give a black cock a blowjob through a glory hole. Then she is forced to choose a man to fuck her, she ends up getting fucked in the bathroom by a younger black man who cum down her throat. Finally, Joanne walks out and sees a black man sitting with Claire, she finds out that is her blackmailer who she has met before but couldn't remember.

Part 6

Joanne learns that her Master is Claire's boyfriend and they have been working together this entire time. After getting fucked in the car park, Joanne is forced to get two queen of spades tattoos, one on her collar bone and a much larger one on her lower back. At this time, she gets spit roasted by her Master and the black tattoo artist called Stretch.

Part 7

Joanne goes to work and is told by Claire that she is going to go the gym every day and diet hard to lose 7 pounds in under 3 weeks. To do this, Claire brought her friend Michelle in to take over Joanne's business. Joanne now has to work from her assistant's desk. Joanne makes Claire cum in the showers in the gym. Afterwards Jason and Claire go for dinner at Joanne's house with her husband. Both torment and turn her on during the meal. Ending with Joanne getting fucked by her master in her car whilst licking Claire's pussy. It is revealed that they plan on taking Joanne's anal virginity.

Part 8

Joanne was wide awake when the sun started to rise. As the light entered her room, she realised she didn't get a minute's sleep that night. Freddy was snoring his head off besides her, completely oblivious to the fact she had cum drying around her pussy from being fucked in her car the night before.

When Joanne returned home Freddy was already asleep, she did her best to clean her pussy up and then got into bed.

All night she thought about what Claire told her, they are going to fuck my arse? Is all she could think.

The only thing that has ever been done to her arse was when Claire fingered her and shoved a butt plug inside. Joanne had zero interest in anal, but like all the times before, she knew she had no say.

When her alarm went off at 7am she eventually got out of bed. In her full-length pyjama's and dressing gown, making sure none of her tattoos or her nipple piercing were on show.

She made herself a cup of tea and pondered how much her life had changed the last few months. Going from a good wife, a business owner, to how one little mistake had turned her into who she was now.

She couldn't believe the words that came out of her mouth the night before, I begged for it, I loved it. She thought, more and more guilt came over her for what she was doing to her husband.

She always argued that it was against her will, but she wanted to get fucked the night before. She can't deny the pleasure. At times she blamed Freddy for not giving her enough attention, but then she knew it was all her own doing for sending dirty messages online to strangers.

After an hour Joanne put on her gym gear and headed out. She knew there was no need to go to work early and knew she had a lot of work to do if she was to lose the 7 pounds that she was tasked with.

Claire had texted her a very strict diet, pretty much just chicken and water. In fact, she wasn't allowed to have breakfast anymore so she felt weak even before going to the gym.

Joanne spent 40 minutes on the treadmill, running until sweat was pouring off of her body and her legs ached.

When she finished, she saw a young man, He must only be in his 20s, she thought. He walked past her and gave her a smile and very obviously checked out her body.

Joanne couldn't help but smile that a young, attractive man was looking at her. She felt her pussy twitch a little at the thought of this young man taking her to the bathroom and fucking the life out of her.

No Joanne! What the fuck are you thinking?! She thought and went for a shower on her own.

She went back home and sat by herself for a little while. With everything going on she made a point to enjoy these moments of peace. However, that wasn't very long lived when her doorbell went.

Dressed in just jogging bottoms and hoody, Joanne answered the door and was very shocked to see Michelle stood on the other side.

"W-what are you doing here?" Joanne asked her, why isn't she at work running my company? She thought.

"I was surprised not to see you in this morning." Michelle said to her.

Joanne looked at the young, black woman. She was dressed in a black pencil skirt and a smart white blouse. She always looked so impeccable whenever Joanne had seen her.

"I went to the gym, I thought since you're running everything, I didn't need to go in." Joanne said to her with a little huff.

"Can I come in?" Michelle asked whilst still standing at the door way.

Joanne was surprised with how polite she was being, having gotten so used to these people just bossing her about and using her as they please.

"Erm, sure." Joanne said and let her inside.

What does she want? Joanne thought as she watched the young woman walk past. She couldn't help but be jealous of her slim body.

Joanne closed the door and turned around to see Michelle looking at her, don't tell me she's just come here to use me? Joanne thought and instantly felt annoyed.

She went to speak, but Michelle surprised her by moving forward and planting her thick, delicate lips against Joanne's.

Joanne's eyes were wide open, staring at this young black woman's face. Michelle's eyes remained closed as her lips were pressed against Joanne's.

When she pulled back their lips remained stuck for a second.

"W-what are you doing?" Joanne whispered to her.

"What we both want." Michelle said and leaned in again to kiss Joanne.

Joanne felt the young woman's hands move up and hold onto her hips. What the fuck? She's kissing me?! Joanne thought.

But she couldn't help but love the feel of her lips, her perfume filling Joanne's senses and without realising it, she closed her eyes back and kissed back.

Michelle and Joanne had a few kisses before Michelle's mouth opened. Joanne felt her Michelle's tongue push into her mouth and Joanne reciprocated. She stood there whilst being held by this young black woman and willingly made out with her.

Joanne then instinctively placed her hands onto Michelle's hips and continued to run her tongue against the young woman's.

"Mmmm." Joanne moaned as she made out with her new boss.

She felt a little push back and Joanne's back went up against the door as she kept making out with Michelle.

Her hands moved and touched Michelle's dark skinned arms, she was so smooth, so soft.

Joanne felt her pussy flutter underneath her jogging bottoms when Michelle's body pressed up against hers.

She broke the kiss and stared into Michelle's beautiful brown eyes. Both of them were letting out heavy breaths.

"W-what are you doing?" Joanne asked her as their faces were mere inches apart.

"I'm not like Claire and Jason," Michelle whispered, "I don't want to treat you like they do."

Michelle leaned forward and they both continued to make out with each other, this time with more urgency. Joanne's hands moved to Michelle's back and held her close, then she felt Michelle's hands move and grab onto her large tits. She gave them a light squeeze and Joanne let out a little moan.

The next thing Joanne felt was her hoody being pulled over her head. She had nothing on underneath and her tits were free, Michelle went back to grabbing onto them, rubbing her thumb around Joanne's big nipples and flicking her piercing.

"Mmmm." Joanne moaned into Michelle's mouth.

She felt like her head was going to explode with what was going on, but she was too horny and enjoying the sensualness of this act to stop it.

"Oooohhh." Joanne moaned when Michelle's lips moved to her neck. Joanne breathed louder and louder as Michelle licked and kissed her neck.

Then she felt Michelle grab onto her jogging bottoms and they were pulled to the ground, leaving Joanne in just a red thong.

Joanne was getting lost in the moment, without thinking she started to undo the buttons on Michelle's blouse and in a minute, she had pulled the young woman's top off.

"Take me to your bedroom." Michelle whispered whilst looking into Joanne's eyes.

"O-okay." Joanne whispered back, not understanding what was happening but also loving it.

She took Michelle's hand and slowly walked to the bed she shared with her husband. Half way there Michelle stopped, unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the ground.

For a moment Joanne just stared at her amazing, ebony body. She was so toned, her stomach was dead flat and her bra looked to hold a good handful of tits.

They eventually made it to the bedroom. Joanne stood on one side and stared at Michelle's arse when she closed the door.

When Michelle turned around, she had a soft and kind smile as she walked over to Joanne. Her soft hands touched Joanne's face and they continued to make out with each other.

Joanne took off Michelle's bra and their tits rubbed against each other. Something about her warm, soft body was making Joanne feel weak in the knees.

Joanne lay back and Michelle climbed on top of her, their lips opening and their tongues dancing along each other.

Michelle's hand moved down Joanne's body as she lay on top and went under Joanne's thong.

"Oooh god." Joanne panted out when Michelle's finger slid inside of her wet pussy.

She looked down and saw Michelle swirling her tongue around one of Joanne's nipples, she gave it a light nibble and Joanne let out a gasp of pleasure.

Joanne turned her head and looked at the full-length mirror beside them. Joanne's thick, pale body in contrast to Michelle's small ebony body made her squirm with excitement.

"Oh god..." Joanne moaned as Michelle pushed a second finger inside of her, "What are we doing?"

"Shhh," Michelle whispered, "Let's just enjoy."

Her head started to kiss down Joanne's stomach, going lower and lower and Joanne instinctively spread her legs wider.

"Okay... okay..." Joanne moaned back.

Her thong was pulled to one side and Joanne felt a soft, wet tongue press against her throbbing clit.

"Ooooh god... yeeess..." Joanne moaned out. Her chest started to heave up and down as Michelle's tongue expertly explored her clit, her two fingers pumping in and out her pussy.

Joanne started to grip the sheets and her legs twitched around Michelle. She looked down at the thick thighs spread with Michelle's jet black hair covering her pussy.

"Fuuuckkk." Joanne panted when Michelle sucked on her clit.

In a second Michelle moved back up and the two continued to make out as Michelle fingered Joanne.

Joanne reached around and grabbed onto Michelle's firm arse cheeks. They were rock solid as she moved up and down as she fingered the older woman.

"Stay there." Michelle said and stood up over Joanne's body.

Joanne just kept breathing heavy and moaning as she watched Michelle pull her thong down and kick it to one side whilst standing over her. Her beautiful, tight, shaved, black pussy was just over her now.

Michelle turned around and started to slowly sit down above Joanne's face. Joanne wrapped her arms around Michelle and stuck out her tongue to make contact with the black woman's drenched pussy.

"Mmmmm." Joanne moaned as she savoured the taste of this young girl's nectar, "MMMMM!" Joanne moaned louder when Michelle's tongue returned to her pussy.

The two women 69'd for a while until Joanne couldn't hold her moans in anymore. The mix of getting fingered whilst her clit was being perfectly licked was sending Joanne over the edge.

"Oh god... oh fuck... Michelle... you're going to make me cum!" Joanne warned, she had a hit of fear in case she wasn't allowed but Michelle didn't seem to have any care for that.

"Mmmm!" Michelle moaned back and kept attacked Joanne's clit with her tongue.

"Fuck... fuck.... Fuck..." Joanne panted into Michelle's pussy as her orgasm hit her, "FUUUUUCCKKKK!" She screamed out and her entire body started to shake and quiver.

"Mmmm." Michelle moaned and she kept licking Joanne and fingering her throughout her orgasm.

"Fuck.. fuck... fuckk..." Joanne just kept panting as her orgasm slowly died down.

Michelle eventually pulled her face away from Joanne's pussy.

"Good?" She asked in her seductive tone.

"Amazing," Joanne moaned back, "Turn around."

Michelle stood up and lay down next to Joanne. This time Joanne got on top of the young woman and shoved her tongue into Michelle's mouth. There was a mix of both of their pussies on their tongues as their naked bodies rubbed against each other.

"Mmm, oh Joanne." Michelle moaned.

"Shhh, you enjoy now." Joanne said with a smile and kissed her way down Michelle's firm body.

She got in between the young woman's legs and stared at her beautiful pussy. She moved her head down and flicked her tongue against Michelle's swollen clit.

"Oh god... yes." Michelle panted.

Joanne pushed one finger deep into Michelle's pussy and her other hand reached up to grab and squeeze one of her tits.

"Oh, fuck yes.... Make me cum... make me cum..." Michelle panted over and over.

"Mmmm." Joanne moaned as her intoxicating pussy filled her senses.

She felt Michelle grab hold of her head and keep her held deep into her pussy as Joanne did her final attack on the young girls' clit.

"Fuuuuuuccckkkk!" Michelle moaned out, her legs went into the air and wrapped around Joanne's head as she came from Joanne's tongue.

"Mmmm." Joanne moaned as she tasted Michelle's delicious cum.

She moved back up the black girl's body and made out with her again, both breathing heavily into the other's mouth.

This went on for a few minutes before Michelle broke the kiss.

"I should probably get back to work." Michelle whispered.

"Probably a good idea." Joanne replied with a smile, feeling happy for the first time in a while.

They stayed there lay on each other for another minute before Michelle eventually sat up.

"Was this... you know... because of them?" Joanne asked her, wondering if this was just some sick game.

Michelle just smiled and leant down to kiss her.

"It's best if this just stays between you and me," She said with a smile, "What they don't know won't hurt them."

"Good idea." Joanne said with a smile.

She remained lay on her bed as she watched Michelle get dressed and eventually leave.

What was that? Joanne thought, does she like me? That wasn't like my usual forced fuckings, that was like we were making love.

Then, more guilt started to come over Joanne.

I feel like I've cheated even more with Michelle than I have with anything else, she thought, that was fully consensual and willing. And on our bed!

A tear came to her eye with the fact she properly wanted to cheat on Freddy. To distract herself she got up and got dressed and tried to forget about it.

When Freddy got home later that day Joanne couldn't look at him, she could barely speak to him. She felt even worse now than she did before it happened.

Then she had another sleepless night.

The next day.

Joanne sat in her living room on her own with a cup of tea, her head still feeling like it's going to explode when a text came through from her phone.

Master Jason: Slave, it's time for your punishment for not obeying me the other night.

Oh no, Joanne panicked. Thoughts of Michelle quickly left her head and was replaced with fear of what was to come.

Joanne: Please Master I'm so, so sorry! Please I'll do anything!

Master Jason: You already agreed to that whore, but no, your punishment is happening today.

Joanne wanted to just smash her phone so she couldn't see what it was. Then another text came through and her heart sank when she read it.

Master Jason: You are going to the tattoo shop we went to on your own and you are going to willingly ask for this tattoo just above your whore pussy. It is the only words you need to remember.

What? On my own?! She thought.

Then a photo came through.

It was in big, black, bold letters, "Yes, Master".

Joanne sighed, she was grateful that it wasn't the worst tattoo she could think of, however she dreaded the idea of having to get another tattoo.

Master Jason: Do not think of disobeying or you will only be punished more.

Joanne started to panic reading that, she knew she had no say. She knew she would have to do what he wanted even though she hated it.

Joanne: Yes, Master

She took an hour to compose herself before getting into her car and driving to the shopping centre where the tattoo shop was.

When she walked in, she saw the same black man that tattooed her last time, Stretch, such a strange name. She thought.

He saw her, smiled and walked over.

"Back so soon," He said, "What are you getting today?"

"I... erm," Joanne stuttered and nervously got the photo on his phone to show him, "I want this, here." And then pointed just above her pussy.

"Very nice," Stretch said with a smile, "Come on in."

She followed him to the room in the back where last time she got spit roasted by both him and her Master.

"Take off you bottoms and sit down, spread your legs." He told her.

Here we go again, another part of me gone. Joanne thought and did as he asked.

It humiliated her more that she was on his own, this man probably thinks I'm some whore who wants this! She thought.

She sat down and spread her legs, showing her bare pussy to this black man, but she wasn't too embarrassed because he had already seen it all.

She watched him get the tattoo needle and closed her eyes before she got the first contact.

"Oooh." She let out a shocked and painful gasp when it made first contact.

It wasn't too painful, but enough to make her squirm a little. Every now and again Joanne would look down to see him marking her body.

Then, the same feeling as last time started to come to her.

"Ooohh." She let out a quite moan.

Why does getting tattooed turn me on so much? She thought.

She watched him colouring in the big, bold letters. The vibration and the slight sting from the needle had her legs twitching. Without realising it Joanne started to let out heavy breaths and moans.

"You seem to enjoy these." Stretch laughed and Joanne realised how easily he could see her wet pussy.

As the tattoo went on her phone started to ring. She grabbed it and realised it was her son calling her. Not now, she thought and red buttoned him.

"Oh god." Joanne moaned as the tattoo continued.

Her legs started to squirm around Stretch as he carried on tattooing. Then her phone vibrated but this time it was a text.

Master Jason: Slave, I haven't paid Stretch for your tattoo. You are going to offer to pay the same way you paid for the last one.

Fuck! Joanne thought, annoyingly her pussy twitched as the tattoo carried on.

"All done." She heard him say but his head stayed close to her.

"T-thank you," Joanne stuttered. Oh fuck, what am I going to do?! She thought. "My erm... My Master said I should pay you?"

"Yeah, want me to take you to the till?" Stretch replied.

"I... I... I was wondering if I could pay you another way?" Joanne stuttered, her face burned red with shame with the fact she was offering to have sex for his services.

"And what way was that?" Stretch replied with a huge grin on his face. His hands grabbed onto her thick thighs as he remained between her bare pussy.

"L-like last time?" Joanne stuttered back to him.

"Which is?" Stretch said, seemingly enjoying watching her squirm.

"With... with sex," Joanne told him. There it is.

"Sounds good to me." Stretch instantly replied and stood up, Joanne watched him silently as he moved his tattoo equipment to the side and started to undo his jeans, "I never got a chance to use that mouth of yours last time."

Joanne couldn't speak, she just remained still with her legs spread wide as this big, black man pulled his trousers down and unleashed his extra long cock.

"You don't want too much activity near this tattoo for a few days, so probably best to leave your cunt alone," Stretch told her and then leant forward and grabbed Joanne's head, "But a blowjob will do."

Joanne didn't say anything, just pure shame wrecked her body as her head was pushed forward and she opened her mouth to let Stretch's long, black cock into her mouth.

"Oooohh yeah." He moaned when she wrapped her lips around his cock.

He clearly didn't want Joanne doing a lot of the work because he kept a firm grip onto her head and just pushed her forward and backwards on his cock. Joanne just kept her lips tightly wrapped around his black shaft as she felt his head hit her tongue over and over.

Joanne opened her eyes and looked up at the man fucking her face, he was moaning and smiling back down at her.

Within a few minutes he started to push her head deeper and deeper onto his cock. When he pushed too deep Joanne gagged around his dick but Stretch held her head still. She coughed and gagged around his cock and her spit exploded around her lips and fell down her face.

"That's it white slut, choke on that cock!" Stretch moaned.

Joanne just closed her eyes and went along for the ride, she did feel horny as fuck but she was slightly grateful that she wasn't about to have another cock in her, and be forced to cheat on her husband further.

"Gluuug.... Glugg... glugg..." She gagged over and over as he fucked her face faster.

He kept hitting her throat and pushing deeper and deeper down.

Eventually he held his cock down her throat, Joanne gagged and spit poured down her chin as it felt like she couldn't take it any further. But Stretch didn't stop there, he kept hold of her head and pushed her deeper and deeper.

Joanne felt like her throat was wrapping around his cock and she felt like she was in one constant gag.

After a few seconds Joanne couldn't breathe and started to panic.

"Glllgg!" She groaned around his cock to show she couldn't breathe but he didn't let up.

Stretch kept pushing and pushing. He wasn't even fully in her and Joanne panicked that she would soon pass out.

"GLLLLLLGGGGG!!" She gagged and hit his thighs which finally made him pull back.

A pile of spit fell down her chin and his cock came fully out of her mouth. Before Joanne could react, she suddenly felt a hot, sticky liquid hit her directly on her forehead. She realised that he was cumming over her face and closed her eyes just in time for his next rope of cum to hit her face.

"Fuuck yes!" Stretch grunted and wanked his cock as he sprayed his cum all over Joanne's face.

She felt it completely cover her face, go all over her hair and drip down onto her clothes. She just kept her eyes and mouth closed and waited for it to be over.

With her eyes closed the next thing she felt was Stretch's cock land on her face, followed by him squeezing the last few drops of cum out onto her nose.

"Oh, thanks for that. Always love a good white slut." Stretch said.

Joanne managed to open her eyes even though they were covered in cum and saw that Stretch had pulled his jeans back up.

She wiped her eye with her left hand and Stretch must've noticed her wedding ring.

"A married white whore? Does your husband know how much you love black cock?" Stretch said with a laugh.

"Erm, yeah." Joanne whispered and lied out of embarrassment, "Can I use your bathroom please?"

"No." Stretch bluntly replied.

"What?" Joanne asked him, confused as she needed to clean the cum off of her.

"Wear my cum with honour you white slut." Stretch told her.

"But... but.." Joanne stuttered but Stretch interrupted her.

"You can go now, come back any time you need some black dick." He said and then walked out of the room.

I have to walk to my car covered in cum? Joanne thought and felt even more humiliated.

She stood up and pulled her trousers back up, she looked down at her top that was covered in cum that dripped down from her face. The cum that she can feel drying on her. This is fucking hell.

She left the shop and tried to walk through the shopping centre quickly with her head down. Although she caught a few people that obviously noticed her face. A few people started to laugh and one girl even said "Ew" as she walked past.

Fucking kill me! Joanne thought.

She eventually made it to her car and looked at herself in the mirror, it was so painfully obviously cum all over her face and her hair. Then her phone started to ring again and she saw it was her son, this time she knew she should answer it.

"Hello?" She said holding the phone an inch away from her face so she wouldn't get cum on it.

"Hey mum, you okay? I tried to call earlier." Ben said to her.

"Yes, sorry. I was in a meeting." She lied.

"That's okay, is this a good time?" He asked her.

"Yes, fine, what's up?" She asked him, wondering how humiliating it would be if her son knew what a stupid whore his mother was.

"Yeah good, just checking I'm still alright to come stay next week?" He asked her, "I asked dad but I know he'd probably forget."

"Of course, it's fine," Joanne told him, hoping her blackmailers would leave her alone whilst he's there, "I can't wait to see you."

"Perfect," He replied, "Talk soon, love you."

"Love you too." Joanne replied and put the phone down.

Oh Joanne, she thought looking at her cum covered face in the mirror, what are you going to do?

She drove home, had a shower to get all of the cum off of her and when she stepped back into her bedroom, she had a look at herself in the mirror.

Her fingers traced her new "Yes, Master" tattoo that was over her pubic area, then she traced her first, small queen of spades tattoo on her collar bone. Joanne turned around and looked at the much larger queen of spades tattoo on her back.

She looked at her naked body, her thick thighs and stomach, Maybe I could do with losing some weight, she thought.

She had barely eaten since Claire started her on a new diet and felt starving and a little weak.

When she went to put some clothes on a text came through her phone.

Master Jason: Whore, you better still have that butt plug that Claire gave to you. Put it in and send me a photo to prove it.

Urgh, Joanne sighed, knowing where this was going, somewhere she didn't want to go.

She opened her drawer and searched under her clothes where she hid the plug. Joanne didn't have any lube so she poured moisturiser over the butt plug and bent over her bed. She lifted one leg up and used one hand to spread her arse cheeks.

She started to push the tip of the plug against her arsehole but it was instantly met with resistance. She took a deep breath and bit her lip before doing a quick push.

"Fuck!" She grunted as she pushed the entire plug into her arsehole in one go, "fuck... fuck... shit!" She panted over and over as her arsehole burned around the toy.

How the fuck am I supposed to take his cock there?! She thought, dreading the idea.

She took a photo of the plug in her arse and sent it to her Master who quickly responded.

Master Jason: Good girl, you're coming to mine tonight, 6pm. I'll send you the address, where one of the slutty outfits Claire got you. Keep the plug in.

Then it was followed with his address.

For fuck's sake, what am I supposed to do? Joanne thought and typed back.

Joanne: Yes, Master.

Joanne put her phone and down looked in her wardrobe at the clothes that Claire had her buy. She knew that she had to keep her Master happy to keep from getting any more punishments.

An hour later she looked at herself in the mirror dressed in a very short black skirt, she had thigh high black stockings on and a white, silk top that was very low cut that made the V go below her tits. With a push up bra on it emphasised her big tits. She also wore no thong.

She went downstairs at 5pm and planned to set off early so Freddy wouldn't see her dressed like this, however when she reached the bottom of the stairs the front door opened and her eyes shot wide open at seeing her husband.

"What are you doing back so early?" She almost shouted out as she jumped out of her skin.

"Traffic wasn't bad," he said and closed the door. Joanne grabbed the cut in her top and made sure her collar bone and tattoo was covered. When he turned around and saw how his wife was dressed his mouth nearly hit the floor, "Where are you going? Like that?"

"Just my friends." Joanne replied back and tried to rush past him.

"Dressed like that?" He said, "Aren't you a little old to dress like that?"

Joanne then stopped dead in her tracks, did he really just say that? She thought.

"You know," Joanne said annoyed and turned around to look at him, "Most men would love to see their wives dressed like this!"

"It's not that," Freddy said backtracking, "It's just, a little revealing for someone your age."

"For my age?" Joanne barked back, finding herself more annoyed that her husband just couldn't be attracted to her.

"You know that's not what I meant." He said and moved close to her to kiss her cheek.

Joanne panicked that if he looked down at her chest, he would see the tattoo and fear took over her body. She jumped back and grabbed the top to cover herself.

"I'll be back late." She told him and ran out the door and into her car.

In her panicked state she forgot about the butt plug.

"Fuck!" She yelped out when she sat down quickly on the car seat and pushed the plug deeper in her.

She started her car and drove away with mixed emotions. She was furious at Freddy for how he spoke to her, however she knew she couldn't be too angry as she was going out to cheat on him all night. The pain coming from her stretched arsehole just seemed to make it all worse.

She got to her owners place a little early. They lived in an apartment block that seemed surprisingly nice. They were both young and Joanne knew that Claire wasn't paid the best... well that was before Joanne was forced to promote her even though she never goes into work anymore. She didn't know what Jason did but he must earn enough to afford to live in this area.

She buzzed for number 45 which was their apartment.

"Hello?" She heard Jason's voice say.

"It... it's me." Joanne whispered.

"Who?" Jason said back to her.

Fuck's sake, Joanne thought.

"It's, your slave." Joanne said, luckily no one was around to hear her.

"Good girl." He said and the door buzzed open.

With a deep breath Joanne entered and headed up to his apartment, the whole time her arse still felt uncomfortable being filled.

When she knocked on the door Jason opened it with a big smile.

As soon as the door opened Joanne's heart sunk as she could definitely hear voices of other men inside.

"Come in, slut." Jason told her.

Joanne nervously walked past him and he closed the door.

SPANK! Jason slapped her arse as she walked past.

"Good outfit." He told her.

"T-thank you." Joanne whispered.

She let Jason walk in front of her and she followed him into their living room. Her worst fears came true when she saw three other black lads sitting on the sofa and one on the arm chair. All of them looked to be around Jason's age and all were black.

"Everyone, this is the whore for the night." Jason said and Joanne felt like throwing up when she heard it. Her legs felt like they were about to give way and that she would pass out.

SPANK! Jason slapped her arse again.

"Slave, say hi." He told her.

Joanne just kept her eyes fixed to the ground as her face burned red.

"H-hi." She whispered.

"Go into the middle and let everyone have a good look at you." Jason told her.

Joanne painfully walked to the middle of the living room where all the black men could look at her. She stood perfectly still with her eyes fixed onto the ground.

"Show us your new tattoo." Jason ordered and sat down on the sofa in the middle of two black men.

Without saying a word and bursting with embarrassment, Joanne slowly lifted up her short skirt and showed her bare pussy and her new tattoo just above it.

"Fucking hell Jason," One black man laughed out, "How the fuck did you find such a white slut?"

Kill me, please kill me! Joanne thought and she felt a tear come to her eye as she pulled her skirt back down to cover herself.

"Slave, why don't you tell them why you're my whore?" Jason said with a smirk.

"B-because I'm a white whore for black cock." Joanne whispered, every fibre of her body wanting this just to end.

"No, you stupid slut," Jason said with another laugh, "Tell them how you came to be my slut."

Please don't, Joanne thought and looked at Jason to plead with her eyes, but he just smiled back at her.

"I... I was sexting with him online and I accidentally sent him a photo of me naked with my face in. He then used that to blackmail me to be his slave." Joanne whispered to them all.

"And why could I use it as blackmail?" Jason asked.

"Because... because I'm married." Joanne humiliatingly told them.

"Fucking hell!" One of the black men laughed, "But she loves it right?"

"Oh yeah," Jason said, "She pretends to fight and hate it but she fucking loves it. She's cum more times on my cock than I can count!" He told them.

I don't love it! Joanne screamed in her head, I hate it! This is my hell!!

"So, what have you done with the slut?" One of his mates asked.

"I've fucked her countless times and used her mouth a lot, she gives a great blowjob," Jason told them, humiliating Joanne further, "Claire's used her a lot as well. She moans like crazy when she's licking Claire's pussy."

"Fucking hell, she really is a needy whore isn't she!" One friend shouted, "No wonder she loves to cheat on her husband!"

"I know right," Jason said, "And slut," He said and Joanne's ears perked up, "You have something inside of you right now, don't you?"

"Y-yes Master." Joanne whispered in shame.

"Because what is going to happen tonight?" Jason asked.

Joanne wanted to break down, it's not enough to make me cheat against my will, but he has to humiliate me in front of people as well? Joanne thought.

"Because... Because you're going to fuck my arse, Master." Joanne said.

"And you're an anal virgin, right?" Jason asked.

"Yes, Master." Joanne said, saying the words marked on her body forever.

The other boys laughed and cheered a little when she said that.

"Well, first things first slut," Jason said, "Go get us all a beer from the fridge."

"Yes, Master." Joanne replied and found her way to the kitchen, she could feel all the men's eyes burning into her as she walked away and came back with beers.

She handed one to each of them and they all just smiled and stared at her like she was a piece of meat.

"Now then, get on your knees slut." Jason ordered.

Without saying a word, Joanne felt like a pathetic slut as she lowered herself onto her knees in front of all these men.

"Crawl to me." Jason ordered.

Joanne did as she was told and slowly crawled to her owner. Her short skirt rode up as she did and she felt her pussy get exposed to the air. When she got between Jason's legs, she looked up at him.

"Take my cock out." He ordered.

"Yes, Master." Joanne replied and started to undo his belt and jeans and pull them down until his big, black cock was in front of her.

She reached up and grabbed it with her left hand, knowing she was about to have to do this in front of all these men. When she wrapped her fingers around his cock Jason suddenly gripped onto her wrist and held her in place.

"What's this?" He said and pointed at her finger.

"W-what do you mean?" She asked him, confused by his question.

Then he flicked Joanne's gold wedding ring and repeated himself.

"What's this?"

"M-my wedding ring, Master." Joanne replied.

"Are you a married, cheating whore for me?" Jason asked her and Joanne's face burned even more red.

"Yes, Master." She told him.

"And you're going to suck my cock, and everyone's cock here, and then let me fuck your arsehole in front of everyone?" Jason asked her.

Joanne just wanted to curl into a ball and cry but she couldn't.

"Yes, Master." She told her, more shame filling her up.

"Good whore." He replied and sat back on the sofa.

Joanne didn't need any further instructions, she gripped onto his thick cock and moved her head forward until she wrapped her lips around his shaft.

"Nice!" One of the men shouted but Joanne tried to ignore them.

She tried to focus everything just on sucking her Master's cock. Not that she was being watched by other men, not that she was cheating.

She used her wet tongue to massage his head and tasted his precum as it poured down her throat. Joanne started of slow, just bobbing up and down his thick head. Savouring his delicious taste and scent as she sucked him off.

With her left hand she wanked the rest of his shaft as she bobbed up and down. Joanne started to get lost in sucking his dick. She managed to block out the rest of the world and just focus on this one task.

Jason's hands rested on her head and guided her up and down, he seemed to be enjoying the slow and sensual blowjob.

"Someone check out that butt plug for me." Jason then shouted and Joanne's eyes opened.

"I'll do it." One man quickly agreed.

Joanne stopped sucking for a second but her Master gripped her head and started to force her up and down on his cock a little faster.

In a moment, Joanne felt a pair of hands pull her skirt up her waist and start to grab and squeeze her thick arse cheeks.

"Fuck she has a great arse." The man behind her said.

"Oh yeah, a proper curvy old woman," Jason moaned, "We have her going the gym and on a diet though, so she can lose some of that fat."

"Don't make her lose too much, I like them chunky." Another man said.

Joanne burned with shame as her mouth was forced up and down her Master's cock. These men talking about her as though she wasn't there just humiliated her more, especially with the fact they are calling her fat.

Then the man behind her grabbed onto the butt plug and pushed it deeper inside of her arse.

"MMMMMM!!" Joanne groaned in shock to having the plug deeper inside of her.

"Oh yeah, she liked that." Jason moaned.

"Mmmmm!" Joanne tried to groan back to say she doesn't but they didn't care.

The man behind her kept pushing and pulling the plug in and out of her arse. She felt like her arsehole was being stretched open when the toy started to come out, only to be pushed back in.

"Glllllggg!!" Joanne suddenly gagged, she was so focused on the toy in her arse she didn't realise when Jason shoved her face down his cock and hit her throat.

"Dirty little slut." Jason moaned.

He held Joanne's hair tight and made her head hurt as he constantly shoved her head deeper and deeper down his cock. Joanne couldn't try to fight, she just felt his cock hit her throat over and over, making her gag and drool out of her mouth.

"GGGGGGGGLLLLGGGGG!!" Joanne screamed around her Master's cock when the plug was fully pulled out of her arsehole.

"Look at that little hole, you're going to fucking destroy her with that cock." The man behind her said as his fingers traced her already stretched arsehole.

Suddenly Joanne felt what must've been two fingers pushed inside of her arsehole. The man behind her wasted no time sliding them in and out of her, fingering her tight, still virgin arse.

"Mmmmm!" Joanne moaned around Jason's thick cock as her arsehole got fingered, finding a weird sense of pleasure from it that was very different to having her pussy fingered.

Her Master gripped her hair hard and pulled her face away from his cock. All Joanne could do was keep her mouth hung open and breathe heavily as spit drooled down her chin.

I must look like such a mess! Joanne thought.

"Time to take your last virginity, whore." Jason said to her with a smile and get her face a light slap.

He stood up and fully took off his trousers.

"Stand up and bend over the arm of the sofa, slut." Jason ordered her and Joanne felt the fingers come out of her arse.

"Y-yes, Master." Joanne replied.

She stood up but before she could walk over the man that was fingering her roughly pulled her top over her head. He grabbed her bra and pulled it off so her big tits swung free.

"Fucking great tits." He then said and reached round to squeeze them.

"Mmmm." Joanne accidentally moaned when his thumbs rubbed over her nipples and then squeezed them.

When he let go of her, Joanne pulled her skirt fully off and stood in front of all these men in just black, thigh high stockings.

No point in fighting it, Joanne thought and she walked to the side of the sofa and bent over, sticking her thick arse into the air.

"Tell me what you want." Jason said to her.

Joanne hated that she had to say it, she didn't want it but she knew not to disobey him.

"Please Master, I want you to fuck my arse." She said to him and the boys started to laugh.

I fucking hate this, Joanne thought. Having a room of men watching her act and talk like this was her worst nightmare.

Her master moved behind her and Joanne felt him grabbing and squeezing her arse cheeks. She then felt a cold liquid get poured between her cheeks and over her slightly loosened hole.

"Now," Jason said, "This is probably going to hurt like a motherfucker at first, but you're going to take it aren't you?"

"Yes, Master." Joanne replied, just hoping it is over quickly.

Then one of Jason's friends got onto the sofa in front of her and put his big, black cock in her face.

"Here you go whore, suck on this to distract you." He told her and laughed.

Fuck's sake! Joanne thought, then opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around his cock. She struggled to bob up and down on it whilst bent over like this but did her best to please him with her tongue.

Then she felt the head of Jason's huge, black cock press against her arsehole.

"Hmmm." She groaned in fear of what was to come.

She tried to only focus on the cock in her mouth as she felt pressure on her arsehole. His cock was so fucking thick she didn't think it would ever get inside of her. However, Jason clearly didn't care as he kept pushing against her.

SPANK!

"Relax your arsehole bitch!" Jason shouted at her.

"Hhhmm!" Joanne groaned back and tried to do just that.

"HHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" Joanne screamed around the cock in her mouth when she finally felt the walls of her arsehole stretch open and the head of Jason's cock slide inside of her.

"There we go," He said laughing at her, "That's just the tip, you have a lot more to go!"

"Hhhhh!" Joanne groaned in pain, she wasn't able to focus on the cock in her mouth anymore and the man started to slowly thrust in and out of her, she just tried to keep her lips tight around him.

When she felt her Master start to push a little deeper inside of her, Joanne thought her arse was on fire. She could feel every single inch of his cock around her arsehole, stretching her out so wide in a hole that had never been touched before.

Slowly Jason moved deeper and deeper inside of her arsehole, he loved seeing her stretched hole wrapped around his cock like a vice.

Joanne tried to breathe heavily through her nose as her mouth was getting slowly fucked but the pain was too much for her and she let out whimpers around his dick.

"Nearly there whore." Jason said from behind and slapped her arse again.

"Hmmm!" Joanne groaned around the cock in her mouth, begging for him to hurry up. Every inch of her Master's huge cock felt like a mile in her arse.

She felt his fingers grip onto her thighs and in one last thrust she felt him press up against her and knew he was balls deep in her no longer virgin arsehole.

"HHHHHHMMMMMM!!" Joanne moaned around the black cock in her mouth as she had never felt so full in her life.

"So fucking tight!" Jason moaned behind her and held himself all the way in.

Joanne just tried to take deep breaths through her nose as she tried to relax her arse around her Master's cock.

"Suck his cock properly slut, I'll give you some time to get used to having your arsehole stretched." Her Master told her.

"Mhmm." Joanne moaned back in agreement.

Although it felt like a baseball bat was up her arse, Joanne focused on bobbing up and down the cock in her mouth. She massaged his head with her tongue and spread her spit all around him.

"She's such a fucking whore," One man mocked, "I can't believe she actually took your entire cock."

"I know right," Jason replied, "You wouldn't believe a few months ago she was an innocent wife, now look at her."

"Think we could DP the bitch?" One man said and Joanne's eyes shot wide open in fear.

"Hhhrrrmm!!" Joanne moaned and tried to shake her head.

"Hmmm," Jason said, please no, please don't do it! Joanne prayed to herself, "Maybe next time." Jason said and slapped her fat arse.

Thank fuck! Joanne thought and went back to bobbing up and down the cock in her mouth. Her tits were swaying under her and rubbing against the sofa as she moved back and forth on the cock in her mouth.

After a few minutes Joanne didn't even realise that she was accidentally taking Jason's cock an inch in and out of her arse as she gave her blowjob. It then hit her that the pain in her arse was going, the feeling of being immensely full was still there, but the burning had gone.

"Look at the whore, she's bouncing back on my cock!" Jason roared out in laughter and Joanne's face went bright red again with humiliation.

Joanne hated it, she felt like a worthless piece of shit at that moment, but something made her keep going. She kept bobbing up and down on the black cock as her body moved back and forth, slowly fucking her own arse.

"Fuck that's tight." Jason moaned as he watched her tight arsehole move up and down, taking 2 inches of his cock out and then back in.

"Mmmm." Joanne accidentally moaned, realising that she was getting some kind of sick pleasure from this.

She started to rock a bit faster and got herself into a rhythm, pushing herself fully back on Jason's cock and feeling him in her stomach, then going forward and taking the black cock down her throat.

She felt him hit her throat a few times and more spit started to drool down her chin.

"What a fucking whore!" One man shouted and Joanne felt someone grabbing and playing with her big, hanging tits.

"Mmmm! Mmmmm, mmmmm!" Joanne moaned over and over as she got faster and faster fucking herself back on her owner's cock.

Then, without any warning, the cock in her mouth started to fire thick, hot cum down her throat.

"Glllgg!!" Joanne gagged on the cock that erupted in her mouth. Cum burst out from her lips and poured down her chin as more and more of his cum fired into her mouth.

His delicious, thick cum filler her mouth and Joanne did her best to swallow every drop. When he pulled out Joanne felt a pile of spit mixed with cum pour down her chin and she let out a loud groan.

"How's that arse feel whore?" Jason asked her.

"It's okkaayyy." Joanne moaned, not wanting to show that it is pleasurable, but also not able to hold in her moans.

"You missed some of my cum you stupid slut!" The black man whose soft cock was in front of her mouth said.

Before she could react, his hand pressed down on the back of her head and forced her face against the pool of cum and spit below her.

"Lick it all up!" He ordered.

Joanne stuck out her tongue as he rubbed her face back and forth against the sofa, she did her best to lick up as much cum as possible but more of it just got spread around her face.

"FUUUUCCCKK!!" Joanne suddenly moaned loudly when Jason gripped her hips and started to fuck her for the first time since he entered her arsehole.

The feeling was intense, he felt even deeper than before and her arsehole felt like it was stretched beyond belief as his cock hammered in and out of her.

Her face was still being pressed harshly into the spit and cum as she let out muffled moans into the sofa.

"Fuuuckk... my fucking arrseehoolleee!" She moaned over and over.

"The fucking whore loves it!" Someone laughed out.

The hand on her head left but Joanne was too weak to move, instead she left her head pressed against the spit and cum as her Master destroyed her arsehole.

She could feel him nearly coming all the way out of her before quickly thrusting balls deep back into her.

"How do you feel slut?" Her Master asked her.

"So... fucking... deep..." Joanne moaned over and over as her body rocked back and forth from Jason's hard thrusting.

She felt her hair get gripped and her head was yanked up, arching her neck.

"Fuuuucckk!" She yelped in pain and pleasure.

"I'm going to be fucking this fat arse all the time!" Jason moaned to her.

Joanne could just feel the sticky cum and spit stuck to her face as she let out unrecognisable moans, her entire body felt like it was full of cock and she couldn't help but get wave after wave of pleasure.

As she kept moaning, another black cock appeared in front of her and took her hair into his hands. Her mouth was wide open and covered in spit when his cock pushed past her lips and went straight down her throat.

"Glllgg!" Joanne gagged as he pushed to deep too fast.

He went straight into fucking her throat with a passion and Joanne just went along for the ride. The feeling coming from her arsehole getting destroyed was just pure pleasure now as she had fully loosened around her Master's cock.

As she stayed still, both cocks fucked her front and back in unison, Joanne just let out gagging and moaning sounds.

"I'm about to coat the inside of your arsehole with cum!" Jason moaned and fucked her faster and faster.

"Glllllgggg!!" Joanne moaned around the black cock that was fucking her mouth like it was a pussy.

"FUUUCCKK YEEESS!!" Jason roared from behind. His cock felt like it went even thicker and stretched her arsehole more and then Joanne had a new sensation of feeling her bowels getting filled with cum.

"MMMMGMGGGMM!!" Joanne let out a heavy moan as more and more of her Master's cum filled up her insides, giving her a new pleasure, she never experienced before.

"Fuck!" Jason grunted and did three hard, last thrusts into her arsehole, making sure to drain every last drop of cum into the whore.

When he pulled out Joanne let out a moan and her arsehole felt like it was gaped open, the cold air hit her and she felt cum leak out of her.

"My turn." Someone said and Joanne felt some hands on the hips again.

"FUCK YES!" The man fucking her face moaned and he started to cum down Joanne's throat.

Like last time she gagged from his cum hitting her throat, but after two spurts of cum he pulled his cock out and started to spray all over her face and hair.

Joanne's mouth just hung open as cum landed on her face, her tongue and dripped down onto the sofa.

"FUUCKK MEEE!!" Joanne roared out when the next black cock pushed deep into her arsehole.

"Fucking hell, she has a tight arse." The man behind her moaned and started to fuck her fast.

"Surprised you can feel anything after I stretched it out." Jason laughed.

Joanne hated being called "it" but she could get any words out, just animalistic moans.

Although Jason had indeed stretched her open, Joanne still felt like her arsehole was getting battered by this next black cock going in and out of her.

"Fuck... fuck.... fucking hell..." Joanne moaned over and over as a new black cock in front of her just kept slapping against her wet face.

"This is going to make a great video." She heard her Master say and Joanne burnt with more shame.

She looked to her side and saw Jason holding his phone up, she could only dread what she looked like. Bent over, naked, covered in cum with a black cock in her arse and a black cock in her mouth.

"Nooooo..." She moaned out but her moaning was quickly stopped by the last black cock being shoved down her throat.

Once again, she found herself stuck with two cocks fucking her from front and back. The thing that shamed her most was how fucking wet her pussy felt and started to actually hope someone would fuck her cunt.

It didn't take long for the man in her arse to fill her up with another thick load of cum.

"I ain't fucking that cum filled arsehole," The man fucking her mouth said, "I'm fucking her cunt though."

He pulled out and took a step back, as much as Joanne wanted a cock in her pussy, she remembered what Stretch told her after getting her tattoo.

"Wait," She weakly groaned out, "They said I shouldn't have too much going on around my new tattoo."

"Ah," Jason said, "Makes sense."

"Fuck sake, mouth it is then." The last black man said and went back to fucking her throat.

"Gllug... gllgg.. gllllg.." Joanne gagged over and over as he fucked her throat mercilessly.

"Yesss!" He grunted and Joanne swallowed down yet another load of cum.

When he pulled out, she gasped for air and felt spit and cum drooling down her chin and drying on her face.

I can't believe I just made 5 black men cum, Joanne thought as she panted for air, feeling totally battered.

"Okay slut, sit down on the sofa and spread your legs." Jason ordered.

She couldn't even look at him, she just remained bent over and panting.

"Please... no more..." She begged.

"Do as you're fucking told!" He shouted and put the fear of life into her.

Joanne weakly stood up and her legs felt like they were going to give way. She stumbled but managed to sit down on the sofa, her arse landed right where the pile of spit and cum were but she was too weak to care.

"Right, spread your legs." Her Master ordered.

Without saying a word, Joanne spread her legs with 5 black men all stood in front of her, staring at her open pussy.

She was ashamed, humiliated, but broken.

Joanne was still trying to catch her breath as she looked at all the men in front of her, not knowing if she could take any more fucking.

Then, Jason held his phone up and pointed it at her.

"Right, make yourself cum." He ordered.

"R-really?" Joanne weakly asked, the thought of making herself cum as they all looked at her looking like this made her want to die.

"Do it, now!" Her Master shouted at her.

He was clearly recording her on his phone, another bit of ammunition to use against her.

Joanne spread her thick thighs wide, still only wearing black thigh high stockings. Her arsehole had cum pouring out of her, her face and hair were covered in cum and her hair was frizzy from being pulled so much.

She brought her right hand between her legs and when her finger touched her swollen clit her body instinctively twitched in pleasure.

I can't believe I'm doing this in front of them all, Joanne thought as she burned with shame.

She started to massage her throbbing clit with two fingers. After all the fucking she was unable to hide the pleasure she was giving herself.

"Oh god... ohhh..." Joanne moaned and bit her lip.

"Squeeze those big tits of yours." Jason ordered.

"Yes, Master." Joanne moaned and grabbed her tits and squeezed them as she kept rubbing her clit.

"Get those legs up so we can see that gaped arsehole." Jason ordered.

Joanne did as she was told, putting her feet onto the sofa and letting her arsehole on show, cum pouring out of it. Jason moved closer and aimed his phone to get a good shot of her stretched arsehole as she kept rubbing herself.

"Now finger yourself." He ordered.

Joanne pushed two fingers into her extremely wet pussy and start to slide them in and out. Her breathing got louder and she started to moan more and more.

"Finger fuck yourself faster!" Jason ordered.

"Oooh fuckk." Joanne moaned as she fucked herself faster and faster.

The sound of her wet pussy getting fingered filled the room as she moaned louder and louder.

"Oh god... oh god.... Fuck..." Joanne moaned over and over as her orgasm built up.

Jason aimed the phone directly on her face.

"What's your name?" He asked her.

What? Joanne thought.

"S-slut?" She replied.

"No, you stupid whore, your real name!" He told her.

Oh fuck, on camera? Fuck! Joanne thought but knew there was no point in fighting.

"Joanne Hardy." She moaned as she kept pleasuring herself.

"And what's your husband's name?" Jason asked her.

"F-Freddy Hardy." Joanne moaned back, hating having this all saved forever on camera.

"And are you a cheating whore for any black cock?" Jason asked her.

"Yes Master." Joanne said back, although humiliated her pleasure was rising fast.

"What are you, you stupid whore?!" Jason shouted at her.

"I'm a cheating whore for any black cock!" Joanne moaned and her orgasm nearly hit, "I'm a pathetic, white, fat cheating slut for any fucking black COOOOOOCCCKKKKKK!!!"

Joanne's entire body was shaking and trembling as an orgasm ripped throughout her. She couldn't hold her legs still as her two fingers plunged deep into her soaked pussy and she rubbed her clit faster and faster.

"Fuuuuckk meeeeeeee!!" She kept moaned over and over as her orgasm never seemed to end.

Her breathing was sporadic and when she eventually came down from her orgasm high, she looked up to see all the men laughing and smiling at her.

"P-please can I go now?" She asked pathetically.

"I don't think so." Jason said and put his phone away.

"What more do you want from me?" Joanne shot back at him, feeling rage building up inside of her.

"Do not speak to me like that!!" Jason shouted at her and slapped her big tits.

"Owww...." Joanne yelped, "I'm sorry."

"You've made a mess on my sofa, you're not going until you've cleaned it up." Jason told her.

Joanne looked down and tilted to one side, her arse and the sofa were covered in spit and cum and she just sighed at her new task.

She wasn't allowed to put clothes on, for the next hour she scrubbed and cleaned the sofa as the black men either laughed at her or paid no attention to her. She felt like she had his rock bottom, a whole new low.

It was nearly midnight by the time she was done.

"Can I go now Master?" She asked.

"Yes slut, go back to your bitch husband." Jason laughed.

With her head hung in shame Joanne left the apartment and went home. She wasn't allowed to clean her face, she could just feel and smell the dried cum and spit all over her body.

When she got home, she sat in her car for a minute. Her arse was burning from the fucking and her throat felt sore.

With one last deep breath, she headed inside, knowing that Freddy would be asleep she went for a shower as she couldn't get into bed covered in cum.

She got into the bathroom, shut the door which didn't have a lock on and got undressed.

She looked at herself in the mirror and felt like a whore, all the tattoos', the nipple piercing and being covered in cum, she hated what she saw.

"Joanne?" Suddenly Freddy's voice said from the other side of the bathroom door and Joanne jumped out of her skin.

"What?!" She barked back, "Don't come in!!" She shouted, feared that there was no lock on the bathroom door and if he walked in, he would see all her new body work and all the cum over her.

"What are you doing?" He asked and Joanne saw the door handle move down.

She leaped across the room and held the door shut.

"I'm having a shower, don't come in!" She shouted.

"Is something wrong?" He asked from the other side of the door.

"No, I just need a shower before bed." She barked at him.

Her heart was beating a mile a minute, knowing if he came in then her marriage would be over and all of this would've been for nothing.

"I just wanted to... say sorry." Freddy said through the door.

"Sorry for what?" Joanne asked in confusion.

"For what I said before you left, you looked beautiful, I didn't mean to say those things." He said to her.

Hearing this brough a tear to Joanne's eye. If only he knew I was out getting my arse fucked and sucking black cock, he wouldn't love me then, Joanne thought.

"It's okay," Joanne said back, "I didn't mean to get mad at you."

"You were justified, I'm sorry." Freddy told her.

Joanne's face started to pour with tears as her guilt overwhelmed her.

"It's... it's okay." She croaked out.

"I'll see you in bed?" Freddy asked through the door.

"Yeah, see you in a sec." Joanne replied, sighing at not getting caught.

"I love you." He told her.

I hate this so much, Joanne thought.

"I love you too." She told him and heard him walk away.

Looking at herself in the mirror again, Joanne couldn't believe what had happened to her life. She was a whore for a couple, literally taking cock after cock without a choice.

Wiping away the tears Joanne got into the shower and cleaned all of the cum, sweat and spit from her.

She got out and got into bed where Freddy was already asleep.

She lay her head down and felt the exhaustion of getting fucked for hours.

She hoped that she would finally have a good night's sleep after being so tired, but in her head, she just feared of what else is to come from her blackmailers.