JOANNE'S FALL PT. 13 - BEACH DAY

Joanne sat at in her bedroom as she listened to Freddy and Tom chatting downstairs. She was still processing the fact that she had been fucked by her son and then sucked his dick, even worse that she rimmed him and fingered him. What annoyed Joanne more was that she couldn't even deny that her son made her cum with his surprisingly big cock!

She looked at her phone and knew she had to meet up with Jason soon, he also wanted her in a bikini. She knew she couldn't get away with wearing a bikini at home otherwise Freddy and Tom would see her tattoos.

So trying to think of a solution, she texted her Master.

Joanne: Master, my husband and son are in, do you mind if I come meet you somewhere else so they don't catch me?

As soon as she hit send Joanne thought about how this became normal to her now. Not too long ago she had admitted to herself that she was just a slave for her Master and Mistress, but since spending time with her family and how brutal Neil has been to her, Joanne has started to question. The longer she spends away from her owners and the more time she spends with her family, the more she yearns for a normal life.

However, she knew that wasn't going to happen that day.

Master Jason: Good idea slave, meet me at your office carpark in your bikini.

Joanne hated the idea of being seen by her employees like that, but she knew better than to argue. She just prayed that no one would catch her.

She put on a red bikini, one that Claire bought for her so she knew it would be acceptable. It was a thong bikini and the top lifted her tits up beautifully. Her nipple piecing was showing through the bikini top and Joanne spent a minute looking at how much weight she seemed to have lost since being on a strict diet and fitness regime.

Joanne still wasn't quite happy with the size of her thick thighs and her slight belly, but it was definitely an improvement.

She put on normal clothes on top of the bikini and headed downstairs.

"I'm heading to work." She said, rushing past Freddy and Tom hoping to not have a conversation.

"What time are you coming back?" Freddy quickly asked her and she stopped in her tracks.

"Erm, I'm not sure." Joanne said back, not knowing what her Master had planned.

Suddenly, Tom appeared in the hallway and Joanne hated that she automatically looked down at his crotch. Why do I have to know how big a cock my son has?! Joanne criticised herself.

"We're thinking of going out for dinner." Tom said with a smile.

"Oh right," Joanne stuttered and forced herself to look away from her son, "I'll give you a call when I'm coming back."

"Okay, love you." Freddy said and kissed Joanne on her cheek.

She left the house and got into her car as a wave of guilt crashed throughout her body.

What am I going to do? We could actually be a happy family, but I'm a slave, aren't I? She thought as she rocked her head back and forth.

Joanne then drove to work and parked as far as possible in the car park, although she could still see the windows into her office.

Without getting out of her car, Joanne stripped off and left on just the red bikini. Just as she finished, she saw a car pulling up next to her, sitting inside was Claire and Jason smiling at her.

She saw Jason mouth the words "Get in".

As fast as she could, Joanne rushed to his car in just her bikini, not even looking at the office in fear of someone seeing her and she quickly sat down in the back.

"Wait there whore." Claire said and moved to the back of the car and sat next to Joanne.

"H-hi, Mistress." Joanne stuttered.

"Hey slut, how was your beach day yesterday?" Claire asked and Jason started to drive.

"It was, nice. A big, black woman spotted my tattoo and made me lick her pussy in a public toilets, but she tasted amazing." Joanne admitted, reverting back to her submissive ways.

"Interesting," Claire said, "You're going to need to be in the office every day next week." She told her.

"Okay, how come?" Joanne asked, not having spent that much time in the office in a long time.

"Michelle is going to Jason's mates house to be a 24/7 whore for a few of the lads." Claire told her.

"Oh, right." Joanne replied, still feeling bad for how things have turned out with Michelle.

"For a lesbian, she sure does moan like a whore when she's taking black cock." Claire laughed.

"She squealed a lot when I first fucked that black arsehole." Jason then joked back to them.

Poor Michelle, Joanne thought, I know exactly what she's going through.

"I like your outfit," Claire said with a smile, "But why don't we let those big udders out?"

"N-now?" Joanne stuttered back to her. Worried that not only was it easy for anyone to see in the car, but they really hadn't gone far from her neighbourhood and she panicked someone she might now could see her.

"Do you really want me to repeat myself?" Claire asked her in a threatening tone.

"N-no, sorry Mistress." Joanne replied.

Although she definitely didn't want to, Joanne pulled her bikini over her head and unleashed her big, heavy tits.

Straight away Claire's hands were grabbing them both and playing with her nipple piercing. As much as she didn't want to like it, Joanne felt herself getting wetter from the touching.

"Ooow!" Joanne yelped out when Claire twisted both of her nipples hard and made them stand out hard.

"Be quiet slut!" Claire shouted and slapped her left tit hard.

Although Joanne hated being talked to like this, it was a lot better than with Neil.

They kept driving and Joanne cringed every time she saw someone on the street looking in and catching her with her tits on show.

When they pulled up to a red light there was a group of men who turned and gawked at her. Joanne's face burnt bright red when they started laughing and she felt utterly humiliated.

"Where are we going?" Joanne asked, not recognising the route they were taking.

"That doesn't matter, for now, come here and lick my cunt." Claire ordered.

Joanne turned her head and saw Claire had sat back, spread her legs and pulled her bikini to one side and her smooth pussy was on show.

Joanne desperately hated the idea of anyone looking into the car and seeing her going down on another woman, but the stern look on Claire's face made her not argue.

"Yes, Mistress." Joanne whispered.

She undid her seatbelt and leant down, pressing her tongue against Claire's already wet pussy and flicking it against her clit.

"Good whore," Claire moaned straight away, "We were looking at your first chat with Jason on that chatroom, all those months ago." Claire moaned out.

Hearing this, Joanne stopped licking in confusion but Claire tapped her head and she continued.

"Do you remember those days? When you were almost a loyal wife, barely had sex and definitely hadn't been with a woman," Claire asked, almost mockingly, "Now look at you, who knows how many cocks you've taken and you're definitely a cunt licking slut."

Each word cut through Joanne like a knife, humiliation burnt inside of her as she continued to please her Mistress who had turned her life upside down.

"Show her the photo." Jason suddenly said from the front of the car.

"Oh yes, look at this whore." Claire said with a laugh in her voice.

Joanne looked up and saw Claire holding her phone towards her, on it was the photo that she had accidentally sent to Jason when she was sexting with him online, not knowing who he was.

She saw her face, her naked body and the messages that were before it, how she talked about being treated like a slut. The more she looked, the more her heart broke over everything she had gone through since then.

"Look," Claire said and zoomed in on her face, "It's such a shit photo," She laughed, "You probably could've gotten away with it and just denied it to Freddy."

Joanne wanted to cry hearing this and looking at the photo, she knew it was her, but she might've been able to lie her way out of it, if it ended there.

Could I have done that? She thought and felt more upset than ever, Maybe I just panicked when it happened. If I kept a level head maybe none of this would've happened.

"Anyway, no point worrying about that, you dumb slut." Claire laughed, threw her phone down and pushed Joanne's face back into her pussy.

Joanne flicked her tongue over and over at Claire's clit, loving the taste she had grown accustomed to, all the time thinking through how she could've just ended all of this at the start.

"Fuuuck stop!" Claire moaned and shoved Joanne's face away.

"S-something wrong?" Joanne asked, worried she was going to be punished for something.

"No, you're just not making me cum yet." Claire said and put her legs back down.

Joanne's mouth felt wet with Claire's juices and her spit but when she went to wipe it Claire slapped her hand away.

"No, you leave that there." Claire barked.

"Yes, Mistress." Joanne whispered.

She thought to herself how she could be having another day with her family, but instead she was being a cheating slut, also she couldn't argue how wet she was.

"Here we are." Jason said and pulled up.

Joanne realised they had driven her to a beach, a beach she had never been to before. Looking out of the window it looked to be fairly busy, which wasn't surprising because it was a very hot day and there wasn't a cloud in sight.

"Come on then, whore." Jason ordered and got out of the car.

Joanne opened the door and stepped out, but when she did so Claire shouted at her.

"What the fuck is that?" She shouted.

Joanne turned around and saw her pointing at her arse cheeks, then Joanne realised she spotted the tattoo Neil forced upon her.

"Who the fuck tattooed you that?" Claire barked.

With everything going through Joanne's head, she just broke down and knew she couldn't hide any of the truth.

"This man... he.. he saw my tattoo and fucked me, then he came to my house and forced himself on me... then... then he let all of his friends fuck my arse and then tied me down and tattooed this on me! I didn't want it! He's horrible!" Joanne shouted and burst into tears.

"What?" Jason said, a mix of anger and worry in his voice as he rushed around the car and looked at Joanne's new tattoo.

"He... he's vile!" Joanne shouted again, clearly distraught, "He hurts me, he forces everything on me! He.... He..." Joanne stuttered, not believing what she was about to say.

"He what?" Claire asked with a straight look on her face.

"He made me put a hood over my head and without me knowing, he had my son fuck me." Saying that, Joanne's face flooded with tears.

"What?" Jason said, clearly shocked.

"My son... he got my son to fuck me, he didn't know it was me." Joanne stuttered out through the tears.

"What the fuck," Claire said in clear shock, "This guy, he thinks he owns you?"

"Y-yes Mistress." Joanne sniffled out.

"Jason, a word." Claire said and Joanne watched them walk off and whisper to each other.

She just stood there crying as she waited for them.

A few minutes later, they came back.

"Okay, listen," Jason said to her, "You getting fucked by people is all well and good, but if this guy thinks he can do what he wants to our slave, he is going to be taught a lesson."

"What do you mean?" Joanne said and wiped the tears from her eyes.

"Leave it with me, I'll will get him off your back." Jason said and put a hand on Joanne's shoulder.

"T-thank you, Master." Joanne whispered, grateful for his caring.

"But for now, you have another task." He said with a smile on his face.

Joanne looked down and saw the bulge in his shorts, she looked around in shock that he wanted to do this so out in the open.

"H-here?" She stuttered.

"On your knees, now." He ordered firmly.

Joanne didn't want anyone to see her doing this, however she felt like she owed him if he was going to get Neil to leave her alone.

"Yes, Master." Joanne said.

She lowered herself onto her knees on the rough floor, then she reached up and pulled out Jason big, black cock.

As soon as she saw it her pussy fluttered with excitement. She hated what she had become, but she was so fucking horny when she saw his cock.

Opening her mouth, Joanne lent forward and in the car park took his big cock in between her lips. Lightly wrapping them around his shaft, she flicked her tongue along his head and felt him twitch in her mouth.

"Oh yeah," Jason moaned, "Suck that black cock you dirty, married whore."

"Mmm." Joanne instinctively moaned as she loved having such a big cock in her mouth.

She started to bob up and down, spreading her spit all over his head and shaft. As much as she loved having this cock in her mouth, she dreaded the thought of being caught like this so wanted to make him cum as quick as possible.

She reached up to wank the bottom half of his shaft but Jason slapped her hand away.

"Just your mouth, slut." He ordered.

"Mhmm." Joanne replied, not letting his cock fall from her lips.

She kept bobbing up and down as fast as possible, taking him deeper and deeper down her throat until she was making herself gag on his huge, black meat.

Then, Jason grabbed her head and without any warning started to fuck her mouth hard and fast.

"Gllg...gllg...glllglgg!" Joanne gagged over and over as his cock fucked her throat.

Joanne started to feel his big, black balls slapping against her chin as he fucked his entire cock down her throat.

Her spit started to drool down her chin and fly around her face as she did her best to remain still and take the face fucking.

"Take that cock you fucking whore!" Jason moaned as he fucked the life out of Joanne's face, "Yyyyesss!"

Jason grunted and surprisingly pulled his cock back, Joanne looked in shock as he quickly wanked his spit covered cock and then suddenly she felt the first shot of cum land directly on her forehead.

Rope after rope of thick, hot cum fired from his cock and landed all over Joanne's face. She thought that he mustn't have cum in a while because he was absolutely coating her face in cum.

She could feel it start to drip down her face and onto her big tits as he kept wanking his cock. Then, she felt him start to rub his head around her face and squeeze out the last of his cum.

"Oh yeah, now you look like a proper slut." Jason moaned and pulled his shorts back up.

Joanne felt like her face was covered in heavy cum, luckily, he had missed her eyes so she could see.

"Get up slut, let's go find a spot on the beach." Claire said.

They don't seriously want me to walk around in public with cum all over my face? Joanne thought, but the look on her owners' face made it clear that was their intention.

"Y-yes, Mistress." Joanne stuttered, her humiliation taking over as she stood up.

She followed her Master and Mistress out of the carpark, two girls walked by them and she could see the complete look of shock on their face when they realised what was on Joanne's.

I can't believe I'm doing this, Joanne thought as her face burnt red.

She could feel the cum dripping from her face, covering her tits that bounced as she walked. She also acknowledged that everyone they walked past could see all of her tattoo's, the "Anal Whore" tattoo embarrassing her the most.

After a few minutes of walking down the beach in the hot sun, it seemed Jason and Claire had picked a spot and put a few towels down.

"Now, strip." Jason ordered.

"What?" Joanne asked, surely they don't want me to be naked here, we could get arrested! She thought.

"It's a nude beach, stupid." Claire mocked.

As Joanne looked around, she realised that she somehow missed that everyone was naked. The beach wasn't too busy but she was shocked.

I never thought these places actually existed! Joanne thought.

"Now, get naked." Claire ordered.

"Yes, Mistress." Joanne replied.

Although awkwardly, Joanne strips out of her bikini and feels even more exposed as she stands naked in public.

Joanne knew that she was completely bare to anyone who looked, everyone could see her tattoos, her piercing and worse, her cum covered face.

What would my family think if they ever saw me like this? Joanne thought as shame filled her entirely.

"Sit down," Jason ordered, "It's time we started getting you a tan."

Joanne watched both Claire and Jason undress in front of her. Standing next to Claire's slim, toned body made her even more self conscious about her thicker body. Also staring at Jason's amazingly muscular black body turned her on.

She sat down onto the towel and Claire sat on one side while Jason sat on the other.

"Spread your legs." Claire ordered.

Unhappily, Joanne opened her legs and let her shaved pussy be on show for anyone to walk past and see.

She was constantly looking around to see who was looking at her, her body was shaking with pure anxiety as she felt the cum drying on her face.

Then, she saw a group of girls walked past, the looked to be in their 20s and all were naked and extremely beautiful.

Joanne couldn't believe there was a place like this were everyone just walked around naked. However, she was brought back to reality when one of the girls stopped as she obviously realised what was on Joanne's face.

"Look at her." Joanne heard one of the girls whisper to the other. After that they all looked over at Joanne and started giggling.

I'm supposed to be a respectable woman, Joanne thought in shame as she hung her head.

Not wanting to see people spotting her, Joanne lay down and closed her eyes as she let the sun hit her body.

After a while of being lay in the sun Joanne actually felt herself start to relax. The breeze going between her legs actually felt refreshing and something about being so exposed made her body constantly tingle with excitement.

Suddenly, Joanne felt a hand grab onto the inside of her thigh.

"Huh?" Joanne said and opened her eyes, realising she was nearly asleep.

"Stay still slut." Claire whispered to her.

She looked down and saw Claire holding a vibrating egg in her head, when Joanne looked up, Claire was just smiling at her.

"Oooohh." Joanne moaned when Claire pushed the egg shape inside of her soaking wet pussy.

Then, the egg turned on and vibrated inside of her.

"Oh god... oh god..." Joanne moaned. She had to bite her lip to not be too loud and risk alerting others.

"How does that feel, slut?" Claire asked her.

Joanne looked down at her young Mistress, smiling back at her.

"Goooood." Joanne moaned as her legs started to shake.

"Good, that's staying in there until we say so." Claire said and lay back down in the sun.

Oh fuck... oh fuck... that feels so good. Joanne moaned in her head. She looked at her two owners sexy, naked bodies as the vibrating inside of her pussy was making her tremble.

She knew it wasn't enough to make her cum, but it was enough to keep her on the edge of pleasure.

"Excuse me?" Jason suddenly shouted out, when Joanne looked at him, she realised he wasn't talking to her.

Instead, it was a tall man that was walking by, his soft cock unleashed and swinging.

"Can I help?" He asked and walked over.

Joanne saw the look in his eye when he realised what was over Joanne's face and she felt even more humiliated.

Suddenly, the vibrating inside of her kicked it up a notch.

"Ooooooh goddddd!" Joanne moaned loudly without being able to stop herself.

She couldn't control her breathing as this stranger watched her twitch and moan in front of him.

"I was wondering if you wanted to see our slave here cum?" Jason asked the man.

He pulled a very confused look on his face, which Joanne wasn't surprised about, she just wished she could fight her moans, but the pleasure was too great.

This man looked to be 6 foot tall, skinny but slightly good looking. Then, as he watched Joanne, she saw his cock start to grow.

"Erm, okay?" The stranger replied, obviously confused by the situation.

Then the vibrating got even harsher.

"FUCK!" Joanne moaned loudly, loud enough for other people on the beach to turn and look at her.

They're going to make me cum here, with people watching! Why can't I fight it, I'm so fucking pathetic! Joanne thought as her breathing got heavier and heavier.

Joanne's legs were still spread and shaking, aiming her pussy directly at this stranger who could see every inch of this older, thicker whore.

"Seems our slave has given you a little problem there?" Claire said with a little smirk and nodded at his hard cock that looked to be about 5 inches long but thin.

"Do you want her to finish you off?" Jason asked and Joanne burnt with shame, being allowed to be passed around without any say whatsoever.

"Ermm...." The man hesitated as he looked at all three of them.

Please say no... please just leave! Joanne begged in her head, not wanting the shame of sucking a stranger's cock on a beach.

"Ooooh fuck!" Joanne moaned again as the vibration turned into random shocks of pleasure.

"Fuck it, why not." The stranger then said with a smile.

Fuck! Why?! Joanne cursed herself.

"Slut, help him out." Claire then said firmly.

With humiliation going through her body, only covered with pleasure, Joanne picked herself up and leant onto her hands. Her legs were still spread in front of this man as he walked closer to her, his cock going but inches from her face.

"Go on, slave." Jason encouraged.

Keeping her hands in the sand, Joanne finally lent forward, opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around this stranger's cock.

"Oh yeah, this isn't what I expected to do today." The man moaned as Joanne moved her head back and forth, pleasing his hard cock.

She could already taste precum from his cock as she swirled her tongue around his head. She had really gotten used to sucking so much dick that she knew exactly how to please him.

Just using her lips she moved up and down, spinning a little around his shaft and using her tongue to spread her spit all over him.

"Mmmm!" Joanne moaned around his cock as the vibration kept giving her pleasure.

Joanne knew that people could clearly see what she was doing which just made things worse, but she knew she had no option.

Joanne then realised that her owners no longer even have to threaten her with blackmail anymore, she just does as she's told.

She opened her eyes as she bobbed up and down to see this stranger's hands by his side as she sucked his cock.

Relaxing her throat a little, Joanne delved deeper and felt his cock slide down her throat. With him not being that thick she found it easy to deep throat him until she felt his balls on her chin.

"Oooh god, how are you doing that?" He moaned.

"A proper slut this one." Jason mocked.

Joanne hated how they spoke about her to other people, but right now she was just focussed on making this man cum.

"Mmmm.... Mmmm... mmmm.." Joanne moaned over and over because of the egg, making his cock vibrate in her mouth.

"Oh yeah, I'm about to cum, where should I cum?" The man moaned as Joanne didn't let up on deep throating his cock.

"Wherever you want." Claire laughed to him.

Then the vibrating eggs went to their highest and most constant level.

"MMMMMMMM!!" Joanne moaned loudly around his cock knowing that her orgasm was getting closer and closer.

"Oooh fuck!" The man moaned, he pulled his cock out of her mouth and started wanking it in front of her, Joanne knew she was about to take another facial but her mind was focused now on her orgasm.

One, thick, strike of cum landed right in the middle of her face just as her orgasm erupted.

"OOOHHH FUUUUUCCCKK!!" Joanne moaned loudly, knowing everyone could hear and see her.

More and more cum kept shooting and covering her face as her body trembled.

"Are you cumming?" Jason asked Joanne.

"Yyyyesss Masster!" She moaned.

Joanne did her best to stay still and take her facial with her mouth open but just animalistic moans escaped her lips.

The stranger finished cumming over her face but Joanne was still moaning and cumming in front of him.

"Thanks for that, I've never given a facial before." He said.

"Come back later if you want another go." Claire said.

"I might." He said with a smile and gave Joanne one last look as she still moaned in front of him.

When he turned to walk away Joanne flopped onto her back and the vibrating stopped.

"Oh god... oh god... oh god." Joanne moaned quietly as she came down from her orgasm.

"Good job slut." Jason complimented her.

Why do they love humiliating me? What do they get out of it? Joanne thought.

They both left her alone for a little while after that, Joanne regained her breathe and just lay in the sun with a second load of cum drying on her face.

She didn't know how long it was until she felt one of them standing up.

"We're going to get some food," Jason said to her and she opened her eyes to look up at him, "If anyone wants to use you while we are gone you are to say yes."

"But!" Claire suddenly chimed in, "They can only cum on your face."

"God I love you." Jason said and kissed her, "See you soon."

And with that, they were gone.

Joanne lay, by herself, naked and covered in cum. She felt humiliated, pathetic and the knowledge that she might get fucked by more strangers worried her.

It took all of twenty minutes for someone to approach her. Joanne looked and saw an older, black man smiling down at her. He was completely naked and had a hard, 7 inch cock which Joanne was extremely surprised at, given his obvious age.

"Hi there." He said with a deep voice.

"H-hi." Joanne stuttered back, still embarrassed over her cum covered face.

"Seems you've had a busy morning," He said with a laugh, "I saw your tattoo on your collar."

"Oh... right." Joanne replied, realising how many people knew what her queen of spades tattoo meant.

"The problem is," He said to her, "I'm a bit too old to give you a proper seeing to, so you'll have to ride me."

Joanne hated how she was just seen as a piece of meat by everyone now, that her feelings or thoughts didn't matter, she was just a person to fuck. Hanging her head in shame, she replied.

"Yes, sir." She whispered.

"Good," He replied and Joanne watched as she slowly lay down on the sand, his thick, long cock pointing straight up, "Come on then girl."

Joanne got up and put her feet either side of this elderly black man, he was looking directly at her pussy. She looked around and saw a couple of people looking over at her and her face turned red yet again.

As she straddled this new stranger, she lined his cock up with her pussy.

"Ow fuck!" Joanne called out, realising she still had the metal egg inside of her.

When she pulled it out and put it onto one of the towels the older man laughed.

Once again, she lined his thick, black cock up with her already wet pussy and took the head inside.

"Oooh god." Joanne moaned, feeling even more stretched by this thick cock.

I think this is the thickest cock I've ever had! And he must be in his 70s! Joanne thought, feeling even more pathetic that she is actually enjoying it.

"That's it white girl, slide down my pole." He said to her.

This elderly black man had a huge grin on his face.

With her knees digging into the sand, Joanne put her hands either side of him and her big tits swung in his face.

"Been a while since I've got to play with such big titties." He said to her and reached up to grab and squeeze them both.

"Ooooh fuck!" Joanne moaned louder than she intended as this older man groped and played with her big tits, then he twisted her nipple piercing and made her squeal in more pleasure.

As she slowly rode her stretched pussy up and down his thick, black cock, Joanne wasn't able to hide the moans coming out of her.

Why do I enjoy this?! Why am I so fucking pathetic! She thought.

"Oh god, it's been so long." The elderly black man moaned.

Joanne looked down at him, disgusted in herself that she was actually having sex with such an old man, but also knowing that she couldn't stop it.

As she looked around and saw a young couple from a far watching her, she felt even more shame. Taking his thick, black cock balls deep inside of her over and over, Joanne both hated herself and felt immense pleasure.

"That's it girlie, ride my cock, just like that." He grunted out.

I hope I don't give him a heart attack! Joanne thought to herself as she kept riding him.

As her pleasure kept building and building as she bounced up and down this thick cock, she felt and saw him tensing underneath her.

"Are you gonna cum?" She moaned out.

"Yes!" He panted back to her.

Knowing she had to take it over her face and not wanting to get into any trouble, Joanne quickly jumped off of him and wanked his cock as she put her face over him.

"Ooooh god." He panted out and Joanne felt the first strike of his thick, creamy cum hit her head.

She was amazed at how much cum this elderly man could produce, it was like a fire hose covering her face entirely in his thick liquid.

"That was amazing." He grunted as he started to go soft in Joanne's hand.

When she pulled away, Joanne had to wipe her eyes to be able to see through the cum.

"Hopefully I will see you here again soon." He told her and then stood up and walked away.

I'm such a mess, Joanne thought to herself.

In a minute or two, she heard her phone going off on the sand and when she went to answer it she saw it was her Master.

"Hello Master." She answered.

"Slave, go and get us both a drink from the stall, we will be back in 10." He bluntly ordered her.

"B-but Master, I'm naked and covered in cum, I could get into trouble." She nervously replied, as soon as the words left her mouth she was in fear of what his reaction would be.

"Interesting you want to play it like that." He said in a very calm and collected tone, if anything that scared Joanne more.

"No!" She quickly shot back, "I'm sorry, I'll get you a drink now."

"Good bitch." He said with a laugh and hung up.

Oh god... oh god... I can't believe I actually have to do this, Joanne thought. Even after all the humiliation she has gone through she still hated every second of people seeing her like this.

As she stood up she felt some cum drip from her face onto her swinging tits, reminding Joanne of how covered her face actually was.

Walking through the sand she felt utterly humiliated, whenever she walked past anyone she would keep her head hung low but she heard the slight laughing or the hushed remarks letting her know that they have seen her.

When she got to the stall there was a que of 3 people, all of which were still nude. Which made Joanne feel a little easier about being naked, but it didn't help with the fact she was covered in cum.

She stood behind a 20something year old blonde girl, she had a thick frame, similar to Joanne's and a very nice, curvy arse. What am I doing?! Joanne thought, Am I actually attracted to women now?!

Just as she tore her gaze away from the girl's arse, she looked up and saw the girl staring back at her.

"S-sorry." Joanne stuttered, even more embarrassed that she got caught checking her out.

Then, the girl realised what was over Joanne's face and her eyes jumped in shock.

"That's fucking disgusting." The girl spat out but before Joanne could react she stormed away, clearly annoyed.

Oh my god, how is this happening to me? Joanne thought.

Luckily, the next 2 people in front of her either didn't see the cum on her face or just didn't say anything. Eventually she was at the front of the que.

"Hey, how can I help...." The man behind the till paused when he worked out what was on Joanne's face, "You?"

"Erm, three lemonades please." Joanne whispered and looked back at the ground.

Her face burnt red and she couldn't bring herself to look up at him again in this state.

"Here you go ma'am." She heard him say and when she looked up, she saw the three drinks ready.

"Thanks." Joanne quickly said back and turned around.

"Love the tattoos and piercings!" She heard him shout as she walked away, almost making her want to burst into tears.

Marching through the sand, Joanne still couldn't get her head around what she had become, a completely pathetic slut, something she never believed would've happened. As she walked in her own world she heard a man's voice call out from behind.

"Is that true?" She heard him ask.

Joanne turned around and saw a middle aged white man staring at her, he too was in the nude and his soft cock was swinging between his legs, an average size she thought.

"Excuse me?" Joanne nervously replied and tried to hang her head so he couldn't see the cum over her.

"Your tattoo?" He asked and walked slowly towards her, "Anal whore?"

Joanne almost burst into tears when she realised what he was talking about.

"I... erm... I..." She stuttered, unable to reply.

"How much?" He asked, now only a foot away.

"W-what?" Joanne asked, still keeping her head faced down.

"I've never done anal before, but would love to try it," He said, "How much do you want?"

Joanne clocked on to what he was asking her, He thinks I'm a prostitute, she thought to herself. With her head still hung in shame, she whispered out to him.

"N-nothing." Her stomach turning as she said it.

"For free?!" The man said with glee in his voice, "Sounds good to me, I know where we can go."

He turned around and Joanne automatically followed behind him, still holding the drinks as she watched him walk.

I can't believe I'm about to do this, she thought, I didn't even try and say no.

She soon realised that he was leading her to a public bathroom. When he opened the door she followed him inside. This stranger closed the door and locked it, then Joanne finally looked up at him. He was actually kind of attractive in a rugged way with a pretty good body.

"Erm, do you want to clean your face?" He asked her, spotting the mass amount of cum over her.

"I... I can't." Julie embarrassingly replied to him.

"Oookay?" He replied, obviously confused by her response, "How do you want to do this?"

I don't want to do this!! Joanne screamed in her head, oh god, I don't even know how many people I have cheated on Freddy with!

"I'm guessing you don't have any lube?" Joanne asked him, already knowing the answer.

"No," He replied, "I didn't expect to be shagging someone's arse today."

Urgh, fuck my life, Joanne thought.

"Okay, stay there." She muttered and lowered herself to her knees.

"Oh yeah, that's more like it." He groaned as Joanne got face to face with his now growing cock.

He was unshaved down there, but his cock was a pretty one. Joanne took him in her hands and wrapped her lips around his semi hard cock.

Bobbing her head up and down, Joanne realised that feeling a cock grow hard in her mouth was actually quiet satisfying.

"Oh god yeah... My wife hasn't given me a blowjob in ages." He moaned, now fully erect.

Hearing this, Joanne pulled back and looked up at him.

"You're married?" She asked, almost disgusted that she will be helping this stranger cheat on his poor wife.

"Is that a problem?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Urgh," Joanne grunted, "I guess not."

What's the point? Joanne thought and went back to bobbing up and down his hard cock.

She swirled her tongue around his head, making sure to spread as much spit as she possibly could.

Holding him in her hands, she spat onto his head once more and spread it around.

Then, she stood up and bent over the sink, looking at herself in the reflection, Joanne felt like a pathetic, worthless whore.

"Just... go slow." She told him.

She watched him in the mirror walk over to her and start to rub his hands over her arse cheeks and her lower back.

"Jesus, you are so hot." He moaned as his hard cock pressed against her.

"Thanks." Joannie replied.

Although she hated what she had become, she did admit that the weight loss had made her feel more attractive.

Then, she felt him line his cock up with her tight arsehole and start to apply some pressure. It took a minute or two but then... it popped in.

"Fuuck!" Joanne grunted, "Slow... go slow."

"Okay, I will do." He said back, one hand holding her hip as the other held onto his cock.

Her arsehole was clenching and tensing around the head of his thick cock, feeling herself stretch once again.

"Urrgghh.... Fuck." Joanne moaned when she felt an inch or two start to slide inside of her.

"Fucking hell, this is the tightest thing I have ever felt." The stranger moaned.

Even with the mass amount of spit, his cock was having to take time to delve deeper into her bowels. But Joanne could feel every inch being wrapped around the rim of her arsehole as she got the familiar feeling of having a cock in her tight little arse.

"Fuuuckk." Joanne suddenly burst out when she felt his balls press against her and knew she had a full cock in her arse.

"Ooh fuck yeah, that's fucking amazing!" He moaned, holding himself balls deep in her.

Oh fuck... fuuuuckkk... why does anal feel so fucking good! Joanne moaned in her head, not wanting to enjoy this but very badly losing that battle.

SPANK!

A firm hand came crashing down on her thick arse cheek and Joanne let out a little whimper and moan from the pain.

"So fucking hot!" He moaned.

"Fuck me!" Joanne moaned out, her arse clenching and twitching around his cock, a sudden need to be fucked taken over her.

"Oh I will do." He said back to her.

Then, she felt his cock pulling back, the rim of her arse wrapping around it as it does. Each ridge and vein being clear by her tight fucking arsehole.

With just the head left in, his cock slid back until he was balls deep in the married woman once again.

"Oooh shit!" Joanne moaned, feeling his cock in her stomach.

"This is fucking amazing!" He moaned, "I don't know if I could go back to fucking my wife's pussy after this!"

"Shut up..." Joanne moaned, not wanting to hear his voice or about his wife, "Just fuck me!"

SPANK!

"Mmmm I can do." He replied, obviously not picking up on her annoyed tone.

He started to slowly slide his cock in and out of her arsehole, Joanne was fully loosened up around him now and ready to take it harder.

"Mmmmmm," Joanne moaned and bit her tongue, "Fuck.... Yes."

Looking at herself in the mirror, covered in cum and her hair all over the place, she felt like she was looking at someone else that wasn't her.

Before she realised it, she was actually bouncing her fat arse back onto this stranger, wanting his cock to go deeper and harder.

"Fuck... fuck.... Fuck me... fuck my fucking arse!" Joanne moaned.

"Jesus you fucking love it don't you!" He moaned back and started to hammer in and out of her stretched hole.

"Yes! Just like that" Joanne moaned, staring at herself, her big tits swinging and hitting the cold bathroom sink.

You're... so.... Fucking... pathetic! Joanne moaned to herself in her head as she kept bouncing back against his cock, you're fucking loving this.... You disgusting whore!

"Fuuuuuuuck!" Joanne grunted when he started to properly hammer into her as hard as he possibly could.

Then, he stopped, holding just the head in her arse.

"Is everything okay?" He asked, her grunt making him panic.

"Yes!" Joanne shouted and turned her head to look at him, "Fuck my arsehole properly! Fucking destroy it!" She almost shouted at him.

"Fucking hell, I never thought you lot actually enjoyed doing this." He said with a little laugh.

Joanne knew he was thinking that she was a prostitute and probably putting it on, but she wasn't going to correct him.

She felt every inch of his cock going in and out of her shit hole, stretching her fucking amazingly.

Look at yourself! Joanne moaned in her head as she watched her reflection, You're a fucking whore! A dirty, slutty, worthless piece of shit!

"Fuuuckk yes!" Joanne moaned as the pleasure just kept building and building.

Instinctively she reached down and pressed her fingers against her throbbing clit, she rubbed it like crazy and she had to fight to stay on her feet.

"Fuck... I'm gonna fucking cum... make me cum... make me fucking cum with your fucking cock in my fat arse!" She moaned louder and louder.

Her swollen clit throbber in her fingers as his cock fired in and out of her arsehole perfectly, then... it hit her.

"FUUUUUCCKK MEEEEEEEE!!!!" Julie screamed as she twitched.

Her entire body twitched uncontrollably as her arsehole clenched like a vice around his cock.

"FUCK MY FUUCKING ARSE!!" She screamed again, unable to hold in the pure pleasure she was receiving.

Joanne was grunting, moaning and breathing heavily as her orgasm rushed through her thick, shaking body.

"Oh fuck I'm about to cum!" The stranger moaned out.

"Cum over my fucking face!" Joanne moaned out loudly.

She pushed herself back against him and felt his thick cock slide out of her gaped arsehole. In a second she was down on her knees, her orgasm still making her body twitch and without even thinking she shoved his cock that was in her arse down her throat.

"Glg...gllgg...gllgg.." Joanne fucked her throat with his cock for a few seconds until she felt his balls tighten.

"Ooooh fuck!" He grunted, Joanne pulled her mouth back and started to furiously wank his dick.

The first strike of cum hit her forehead, mixing with the loads of cum she already had on her.

With her eyes closed the married mother just kept wanking his cock, she felt rope after rope of cum hit her face and land all over her hair.

"Oh my god... oh my god..." He panted out over and over until his cock finally stopped unloading into her.

When he started to go soft, Joanne pulled her hand back and wiped her eyes.

"That was great," He panted, "Thank you for the freebie."

Joanne hated that he actually thought she was a prostitute, but she found it pointless to correct him.

"Do you have a number?" He asked, "In case I want to contact you again."

Joanne looked up at him, feeling sick that he was so willing to cheat on his wife with a prostitute.

"No." She barked back, feeling herself getting angrier at him.

"Alright," He said defensively, "Thanks anyway."

He quickly left the bathroom and Joanne picked herself up and looked in the mirror, her face and hair was covered in cum and her arse started to feel a little sore.

What the fuck is wrong with you? She thought to herself.

She grabbed the lemonades and went back to the beach and saw Jason and Claire back in the spot they were in earlier.

"Where the fuck have you been?" Jason called out as she approached.

"Someone wanted to fuck my arse on the way back, Master." Joanne replied and handed the drinks over.

"That's a lot of cum you have on you." Claire laughed out.

"Another black man made me ride him here after you left." Joanne got out, hating how normal that felt to her.

As Joanne remained stood up with Jason and Claire sat in front of her, she saw her phone start to vibrate in the sand.

"Oh who is it?" Claire quickly said and grabbed the phone, "Freddy, I wonder what he wants," She then handed the phone to Joanne, "Answer it."

Oh god, I have to lie to him... again, Joanne thought as she answered the phone.

"Hey." She said, faking a happy voice.

"Hey hun, where are you?" Freddy asked her.

"Just at work," Joanne said, lying to her husband had now become such a huge thing in her life, "Why, what's up?"

"Oh, I just tried your office and they said you were out today?" Freddy then asked and Joanne's heart froze.

Oh no! Joanne panicked.

As her head started to spin, trying to come up with any lie to tell her husband she heard his voice again.

"Joanne?" He asked.

"I... erm..." Joanne stuttered, her mind going black.

Suddenly Claire snatched the phone and put it on speaker, Joanne's eyes stuck wide open in fear of what she was about to say.

"Hey Freddy," Claire said, her voice soft and innocent, "Sorry that's my fault, I messed up something at work this morning, so Mrs Hendry had to go and sort it out, she's just got back."

"Oh, right." Freddy replied, clearly confused.

"I think Mrs Hendry just didn't want to embarrass me by telling you, she really saved the day." Claire said, her evil smile glaring at Joanne.

"That's very nice of her." Freddy replied.

"Oh, I know," Claire said back, Joanne's face was still frozen and then she felt one of Claire's fingers start to slide up and down her cum covered cheek, slowly but surely, she pushed her cum covered finger into Joanne's mouth who wrapped her lips around it automatically, "She is the best, you're a very lucky man."

Joanne tasted, someone's cum, off of Claire's finger as she spoke to her husband.

"Yes, I am," Freddy replied, "May I speak to my wife again please Claire?"

Claire pushed another finger load of cum into Joanne's mouth.

"Of course, here you go." Claire said in a gleeful voice as she handed the phone back to Joanne, pulling her now clean finger out of her mouth.

"Hi." Joanne replied, feeling mortified over what was going on.

"Hey, is Claire still there?" Freddy asked, to which Claire shook her head and glared at Joanne.

"N-no, why?" Joanne stuttered back, nervously.

"I think you need to have a word with her," Freddy said and Joanne's heart stopped, "Snatching your phone off you, your employees shouldn't be that comfortable."

Joanne stared at Claire who was just grinning back to her.

"I... I... I don't think it was that bad." Joanne quickly got out, wanting to keep her Mistress happy.

When Claire nodded her head and smiled more Joanne felt a little relieved, until Claire started to grab and squeeze her big tits as she spoke to her husband.

"I don't know, I think it's since we had to have them round for dinner that one night," Freddy said, "I knew that was a bad idea."

"Why's thaaaaaaa!" Joanne let out a yelp when Claire twisted both of her nipples hard!

"What's happened?" Freddy asked back.

"Nothing!" Joanne shot to him, "Just hit my finger in my drawer."

Claire and Jason both laughed, what frightened Joanne more was when Jason stood up and moved behind her, his hands exploring her arse cheeks, whilst at the same time Claire's fingers moved down her stomach.

"What a boring night that dinner was with Claire and her fella, what was his name again?" Freddy asked, just as Claire's hand moved down and pushed a finger knuckle deep into Joanne's still soaked pussy.

Joanne had to take a deep breath to stop from moaning down the phone, with Claire's finger inside of her, her other hand playing with her tits and Jason's hands squeezing and grabbing her arse cheeks, she was getting hornier and hornier.

"It was... erm... Jason." Joanne whispered, trying to hold in a moan.

She looked into Claire's eyes and mouthed the words "Please stop", but Claire's response was but forcing a second finger inside of Joanne's drenched cunt.

"That's it, what a bore he was!" Freddy laughed out, much to Joanne's despair.

She then felt Jason's finger from behind start to rub the cum around her face, before sliding it into her mouth, making her taste yet another load of cum as she spoke to her husband.

"Mhmmm." Joanne moaned, trying to not sound too obvious.

"Anyway, the reason for the call," Freddy continued and Jason's finger left Joanne's mouth but continued to spread cum around her face, "Tom is going back to uni soon, so I thought we would do something for him before he goes?"

Claire's fingers were ever so slowly pumping in and out of Joanne's pussy that was clenching around her in pleasure.

"Erm.... Sure," Joanne whispered, having to bite her lip to stop from moaning, "What do you have in mind?"

Jason's cum covered finger moved away from her face, but she was too distracted with Claire's fingers to care.

"I was thinking on Thursday, we go for a meal and a movie?" Freddy asked her.

"Yeah oookkkaayyy!" Joanne grunted out when Jason's fingers easily pushed knuckle deep into her already fucked arsehole.

Oh fuck! Both of my holes are being fingered as I speak to my husband! Joanne moaned in her head.

"What's going on?" Freddy asked and Joanne worried he knew something was wrong.

"Nothing!" She fired back at him, although she was struggling to stop from moaning.

There she stood, on the beach, cum covering her face and hair as she was getting fingered from front and back in her cunt and arsehole as she was on the phone to her husband... and it felt fucking amazing!

"Is something wrong?" Freddy asked her.

Fuck... fuck... fuck... fuck... Joanne moaned in her head as the fingering got faster and faster.

"No...." Joanne whimpered out, knowing she is failing to hide her moans, "I need to get back to work."

Jason pushed a second finger, knuckle deep into her arsehole and enhanced her pleasure, as Claire pushed a third finger into her cunt. Both of her holes feeling amazingly full.

"Okay, fine then," Freddy grunted back, "I'll see you when you get home."

"Okay, bye." Joanne quickly shot back and hung up the phone, "Ooooh fuck!" She moaned loudly no longer having to hold it in.

"You nasty bitch, getting your holes fingered like that," Claire said and then shoved her tongue into Joanne's mouth, the cum on her face pushing between them both, then she broke the kiss and pulled back, "Dirty, cheating, slag."

"Hooolly fuck!" Joanne moaned louder when a third finger went into her arsehole.

"Lie down whore," Jason ordered, and his fingers left her arsehole, "It's time for me to fist you."

Joanne had only been fisted a couple of times, unfortunately one of Tom's mates being one of them, but her holes were already sore.

"Please Master," She whimpered out, "They need a break."

"Oh you stupid fucking slut," Jason whispered in her ear, "You're going to lie down right now and I'm going to fist your cheating cunt unless you want me to call Freddy back up and tell him what you're really up to?"

No! Joanne panicked.

"Okay, I'm sorry." She whispered.

Claire's fingers left Joanne's pussy and she just smiled evilly at her.

Slowly, Joanne lowered herself onto the sandy floor and spread her legs, both of her owners standing in front of her, looking down at their slave.

Jason got onto his knees in front of her, tracing his big, black fingers up and down her drenched pussy, each time he brushed past her swollen clit her legs shook.

He easily pushed 3 fingers inside of her and Joanne fell back onto her elbows in the sand, her legs spread wide and her eyes closed she tried to forget where she was and just on the pleasure, although the burning heat from the sun coming down on her reminded her how public this was.

His 3 fingers pumped in and out of the married woman and moans kept escaping her mouth.

"Oh god... oooohhh." She moaned over and over.

With her eyes still closed, Joanne clearly felt herself stretch a little more when a fourth finger pushed inside of her.

"Fuck." She moaned, her chest heaving up and down.

In the distance Joanne could hear people talking, making her painfully aware that she was definitely getting caught in this position.

"Beg me to fist you." She suddenly heard Jason order.

She was past arguing, knowing she had already pushed her look that day.

"Please fist me Master." She moaned back as his 4 fingers went in and out of her cunt.

SLAP!

"Ahhh fuck!" Joanne howled out when a palm crashed down on her clit.

"You can beg better than that whore!" Claire barked.

Joanne still didn't want to open her eyes, hanging her head back she moaned again.

"Please fist my desperate cunt with your big, black hand! Fist me on this beach in public as I'm covered in cum like the pathetic, cheating wife I am!" She almost screamed out. "Fuuuuuuuuccckkk!" She roared as her pussy lips stretched even wider and she felt his fist force its way inside of her.

"Yeeeess!" Claire congratulated, "Look at that whore's white cunt filled with a black fist!"

"Oh god... oh fuck... so fucking full!" Joanne panted out, feeling like her pussy was being ripped open.

Finally, her eyes opened and she looked down, past her big tits and saw a dark, black forearm disappear inside of her unnaturally stretched pussy.

Her mouth hung open and her breathing was heavy, she couldn't believe how strange it looked to see such a dark arm go inside of her white pussy.

"Now that's a good shot." Claire said with joy in her voice.

Joanne's mouth still wide open, she turned her head to see Claire aiming her phone, obviously recording, what was going on.

She went to speak but Jason started to move his fist inside of her and all Joanne could get out was whimpered moans. It hurt so fucking good! It was like the air was being taken from her lungs.

"That big, black fist is fully in your cheating cunt isn't it Joanne Hardy?" Claire asked, moving the camera to her pussy and then to Joanne's face.

"Y....y....yeah..." Joanne panted out, her head started to feel light.

Jason started to slowly pull his hand back and forth, Joanne just watched his wrist and forearm go deeper inside of her. Her pussy lips wrapped around his arm as he moved in and out.

Her insides felt like they were about to explode, Joanne didn't know if she was about to cum or pass out but the feeling was surreal.

Then, like a bullet, her voice came back to her.

"FUUUUUUUUCCCKKKKK!" She screamed out, "YOUR FIST IS IN MY FUCKING CUUNNNTT!!"

Claire burst out laughing, recording the entire thing.

"You pathetic, fat whore!" Claire mocked.

Jason kept pumping his fist faster and faster in Joanne's cunt as her body tensed up more and more, her moaning was like screams and she was building up to cum hard.

"Excuse me!" Suddenly a man's voice called from behind, but Joanne didn't have the strength to turn her head.

"Can we help you?" Claire asked in an annoyed tone.

"We have had a lot of complaints about this lady and about you," The man said, oh no, he is some authorise figure! Joanne panicked, "All 3 of you have to leave, now."

"Fine." Jason grunted and Joanne winced in pain as he pulled his fist out of her.

"You are all disgusting." The man argued.

"Come on slut." Claire ordered Joanne who was still lay on the floor weak.

She managed to build up enough strength to stand up and saw the man, he looked to be 50 and wore some sort of beach uniform.

This is mortifying, I'm actually getting kicked off a beach for having sex and getting fisted! Joanne thought.

As she followed behind Jason and Claire, Joanne was dying from embarrassment and saw a lot of people watching them.

They finally made it back to the carpark. From all of her time in the sun Joanne felt a little burnt and dehydrated, luckily they both let her drink the lemonade she got earlier.

"Right, put your bikini on," Jason said, "Time for the next place."

"Where are we going, Master?" Joanne asked as she got her bikini from the car.

"You'll find out." Claire said and slapped Joanne's arse.

Joanne got into the car with mixed feelings on everything, the cum on her face and dried completely, her pussy and her arse were very sore and she had cheated a lot on Freddy. Not in the mood for conversation, she sat silently in the back for the drive, not knowing where they were going.

It wasn't until nearly half an hour later they arrived somewhere she didn't recognise.

"Come on, follow us, we need to be quick." Jason shot out.

Like a puppy dog, Joanne followed behind for 10 minutes until they reached their destination. Joanne looked up and realised she was a tattoo shop. Her face went a deathly pale, realising that yet again she was about to get another tattoo on her body.

"Don't be so worried," Claire said and put a hand on Joanne's shoulder, "This is to cover up the tattoo that Neil gave you, we can't have that on show whenever we want you in a bikini, we'll get arrested."

Oh, that's not too bad I guess, why didn't I think of that? Joanne thought, actually thinking it was a good idea, rather than have "ANAL WHORE" tattooed on her for life.

"Okay, that sounds good." Joanne replied.

"Good," Jason told her, "Now, we have a tattoo picked out which we think you will like. So when we get started, you just lie down and let it happen."

"Yes, Master." Joanne replied and then walked in.

She was slightly relieved it wasn't going to see Stretch who she had been fucked by and sucked his cock a few times, however she was embarrassed that a new person would see her like this.

After saying hello and Jason talking to the female with blue hair who was going to be tattooing her, Joanne lay face down on a chair and the woman got behind her.

The familiar sound of a tattoo needle buzzing came and Joanne felt it touch her arse cheek.

It took about 3 minutes for the feeling to come back to her.

"Ooooohhh." Joanne accidentally moaned from the pain and pleasure she received from getting tattooed.

Please calm yourself, she argued in her head, Don't let her see you getting turned on by this!

As the tattoo continued, the pain from the needle sent shivers of pleasure throughout Joanne's body.

"Mmmm." She accidentally moaned loudly when a certain spot hurt more but felt amazing.

She could hear the light chuckling of Jason and Claire from the side, laughing at her for being turned on.

"This is going to take a while, so we will be back later." Claire said and before Joanne could reply they left.

"So, erm," The blue haired tattooist spoke to Joanne for the first time, "This is quiet the tattoo that I'm covering up."

"Oh, erm, yeah, it was just a stupid idea." Joanne lied to her, not wanting to relive the time she was strapped down by Neil and forced to be tattooed.

"Well, this will look great once I'm done with you." The woman replied.

The longer the tattoo went on, the wetter Joanne felt her pussy get. After being so close to orgasm from being fisted on the beach, her horniness was taking over.

Joanne found herself fantasising about this blue haired tattoo artist, wishing she would dominate her, call her a whore and finger her needy cunt. She imagined being span around to have this woman sit on her face, tasting her sweet, delicious pussy as she gets fucked herself.

Memories of Stretch's unbelievably thick cock fucking her harder and harder, reaching so deep it was pretty much in her stomach as her cunt stretched around him.

No! Joanne shouted in her head, Stop that! That's not who you are!

She did her best to distract her thoughts as the tattoo kept her pussy tingling.

It felt like she was in there for hours and Joanne started to wonder what this tattoo actually was. She knew it would have to be big to cover up the old one but she just hoped it was tasteful.

She knew what the two queen of spades tattoos that she had meant but they looked fairly cute. Her other tattoos not so much, with "Yes, Master," above her pussy and "Owned Black Cock Whore" on the inside of her left thigh. Although she knew the second one was her choice after her week with her owners, but that felt like a lifetime ago.

"Done." The blue haired woman said and brought Joanne back to reality.

"Oh, great." Joanne said, glad she got through it without the woman mentioning her soaking wet pussy.

Joanne jumped up and turned to look at her new tattoo, Oh wow, she thought and a huge smile took over her face, I love it!

Although it was big, Joanne was happy.

Covering nearly all of both of her arse cheeks, were very beautifully designed, black and shaded roses. They also went a little down the back of her thigh and Joanne was over the moon with them.

"Do you like?" The woman asked.

"I love it, thank you so much!" Joanne replied, not being able to stop looking at it.

"Perfect, now onto the next bit." The blue haired woman said and moved back to her counter.

"N-next bit?" Joanne asked, not knowing what that meant.

"The piercings?" She replied back, turning to show she is holding a piercing gun in her hands.

"Where... where did they say to pierce me?" Joanne stuttered back.

"Do you not know about this?" The woman asked back with a confused look on her face.

Joanne didn't want to get her owners into trouble and that leading to her being in trouble.

"Of course, sorry I think the long tattoo made me forget." Joanne tried to laugh it off.

"No problem," The blue haired woman said with a smile, "If you just sit down slowly, your tattoo might hurt at first, then put your feet in the rests."

With how it looked, Joanne panicked over where she was expecting the piercing to be. However, she knew there was no point in fighting it.

She sat down, her arse cheeks slightly burning from the big tattoo, she spread her legs and put them into the rests. Followed by the blue haired woman going between her legs.

Oh god, they've actually asked for it haven't then, they're piercing my pussy! Joanne panicked.

Not only was she panicking over the piercing, she felt utterly humiliated over the fact there was no way this blue haired woman was going to miss how soaking wet her pussy was.

Luckily, this woman appeared to be a professional and in a moment, a loud click and a sharp pain, she moved back.

Joanne winced and looked down to see a silver hoop piercing going through her right pussy lip. Oh my god! I can't believe it! I hate it!! Joanne screamed in her head.

"Now just the left one then done." The woman said.

WHAT?! Joanne thought and her eyes nearly jumped out of her head, how could I ever sleep with Freddy again, he would feel them! I can't hide these!!

Although she was close to a panic attack, Joanne closed her eyes and leant back.

"Okay." She whispered.

Then, the second one was done.

Joanne looked down and saw both of her lips with a silver hoop going through each one. Never in her life had she ever wanted or even thought about getting her pussy pierced, but there she was.

"There you go, all done." The blue haired woman said with a smile.

"T-thank you." Joanne stuttered, feeling mortified.

She quickly put her red bikini back on and left the shop, just in time to see Jason and Claire walking up to her.

"Let's have a look." Claire said.

"You pierced me?!" Joanne shot back at her.

"Do you want to think about that tone?" Claire said, threating her in a very calm voice but walking very close to her.

"I just... I... I didn't want to be pierced." Joanne whispered, fear taking over her and her submissiveness coming out.

"Since when did I give a fuck what you wanted?" Claire whispered into her ear, "Now, turn around."

"Y-yes... Mistress." Joanne whispered back and slowly turned around to show her tattoo.

"Very nice." Jason complimented.

"Yeah, I like it," Claire agreed, "Now for the piercings, you got them because you have spoken back to us multiple times today, I think you need to remember who is in charge here, you do what we say no matter what."

Joanne hung her head in fear, worried if they were planning anymore.

"Don't think that because after the week you were with us you had any more power, you are still just a pathetic, worthless, fat old cow that has to do whatever the fuck we want unless you want us to ruin your life. Got it?" Claire whispered in her ear, making Joanne shake.

"Y... yes, Mistress." Joanne stuttered out.

"Good," Claire said returning her voice to the bubbly kind tone, "Let's head back."

Oh god, they still have no care for me, they would happily ruin my life and not give it a second thought, Joanne panicked. I had started to think that maybe they did care about me, that I was supposed to be their loving slave, that that was my life now... maybe I was wrong?

They eventually got back into the car and Jason started to drive back to the office. The sun had started to set and Joanne knew she would need to think of some excuse to give Freddy and Tom for why she was so late.

The car drive was silent, Joanne went from thinking about Jason and Claire hating her, to the pain from sitting on her new tattoo.

"Here we are." Claire said and Jason pulled up next to Joanne's car.

It was nearly dark by then and the car park was empty.

"Oh, and slave," Jason said, turning around to look at her, "We are sorting out this thing with that Neil guy."

"Really? How?" Joanne asked, just grateful that could be one less pain in her life.

"Well, that's where you come in." He said with a grin.

"Me?" Joanne asked, already not liking where this is going.

"Well, do you remember Karl?" Jason asked.

Joanne shook her head, not too sure who he was speaking of.

"You know, the first black man you got fucked by? He owed me money so I sent you home on your lunch and he fucked you?" Jason reminded her.

Joanne's eyes went wide, remembering who he was talking about, he was a huge, muscular black man. Then she nodded her head.

"Well, him and his mates are going to teach that Neil a lesson and make sure he doesn't bother you again," Jason said with a smile, "But his boys don't do anything for free."

"Oh, how much?" Joanne asked, willing to pay whatever it was to get it done.

"Well, that's the thing, you're not going to be paying them with money...." Jason continued and Joanne panicked, "You're going to be working for them."

"What?" Joanne asked, not fully understanding.

"You will be one of their girls, making money for him, for one week." Jason said.

"What does that mean?" Joanne asked him, her heart started to beat out of her chest as she waited for his answer.

"You will be on the streets, making him money, the old fashion way." Jason told her with a little smile.

"You will actually be a whore," Claire said with a huge grin, "Isn't that great?"

Joanne's eyes darted between them both as her breathing started to hyperventilate.

"No.... no... no, no, no, no!! Please don't make me do this! Please I'm begging you!!" Joanne started to shout and shake in fear.

"Calm down!" Jason ordered.

"No! I don't want to! I'm not a prostitute! Please!!!" She begged over and over, "Please, can't you just sort Neil out?!"

"Do I look like some thug, gangster to you?" Jason mocked back to her, "It's the only way."

"You'll probably like it anyway." Claire laughed.

Joanne's breathing was erratic, and her chest was heaving up down, she started to feel like she was going to pass out.

"So," Claire continued, "As discussed, next week you will be in work every day as Michelle is busy, but after that you are Karl's for one week. So, make up an excuse to tell that bitch husband of yours why you are away."

"Away?" Joanne managed to blurt out through the heavy breathing.

"You'll be staying at Karl's place with his boys." Jason told her.

No, this isn't happening! Joanne panicked in her head, I can't stay there! What if they kill me!

"Right, get the fuck out." Jason told her.

Although her hands were shaking and Joanne felt like she was going to be sick, she just about managed to get out of the car. Then her owners drove off without saying bye.

I can't believe it, I'm actually going to be a prostitute for a gang?! Joanne panicked.

She managed to pull herself together enough to get into her car. When she looked in the mirror she saw a few tears running down her face, making tracks in the dried cum that was all over her.

"Fuck!" She shouted and slammed her hand on the steering while.

"Come on, you can do this," Joanne said to herself, "You can do it, just forget about it, forget about it."

She grabbed some wet wipes from her glove box and cleaned her face up, luckily the dried cum in her hair was easy to get off as well and she started to drive home after putting her normal clothes back on top of her bikini.

When she got home, Joanne sat in her car for a minute, staring at her front door.

Come on, she thought to herself and got out.

Walking into the house, all Joanne could feel was shame. Shame over talking to Freddy whilst cheating on him, shame that she had sex multiple times that day, shame that she has another big tattoo and piercings on her pussy and worst of all that she was soon going to officially be a prostitute.

"Where have you been?" Suddenly Freddy called out and ran to the front door to see Joanne.

"S-sorry, I got caught up with work, I didn't realise how late it was." Joanne lied.

Freddy looked at her funnily for a moment, Joanne couldn't tell if he didn't believe her or was just concerned.

"You..." He said, "You look liked you've caught the sun? Your face is a little burnt?" He questioned.

Fuck! Joanne thought.

"Yes well, erm, while I was out this morning I had a little sit down in the sun for a while, I just needed a break." She told him.

"Hmm, okay." Freddy replied, not seeming satisfied with her answer, "Have you eaten?" He asked, "We ended up going for dinner without you."

"Yeah, I'm fine," Joanne said, although she hadn't eaten all day she felt too sick with her actions to eat, "I'm just going to bed."

"Okay, goodnight." Freddy said, not giving her a kiss or anything.

"Hi mum!" Tom shouted from the living room as she walked past.

"Hi, I'm going to bed, I'll speak to you tomorrow." She told him.

"Okay, see you then." He said.

To add to Joanne's anger, when she heard her sons voice all the memories of listening to him speak as he fucked her or as she sucked his dick rushed through her head.

Eventually Joanne put on her pyjamas and got into bed, her arse sore from the tattoo and her pussy sore from the piercings. She closed her eyes and tried her best to relax, but she wondered what was going to happen to her, how long she could live this double life.