JOANNE'S FALL PT. 14 - BLACKED GANGBANG

That night Joanne was surprised with how well she slept, considering what she knew was to come. However, she didn't hear Freddy get into bed and he got up and left in the morning without saying anything.

Joanne started to worry that her hiding what was going on was getting worse and worse, she feared that it was only a matter of time until he found out, then all of it would've been for nothing.

She got up, showered, dressed and headed into the office for an actual week of work, something she didn't realised she missed so much until she was back at her desk, doing her job.

Part way through the day she needed some filing done, something she would've had Claire do back when she was just her assistant. Instead, she went out and saw Sarah typing away at her computer. Thoughts of when Sarah was in her office, talking to Michelle as Joanne was under the desk licking her pussy came to her head as she walked over.

"Erm, Sarah," Joanne whispered out, but Sarah didn't look away from her computer, "Can you... can you file these for me?"

"I'm a little busy." Sarah quickly replied which shocked Joanne.

Joanne used to rule this place quiet well and although she didn't want people to fear her, she used to expect their respect.

"Sarah, I... I am your boss, and I've asked you to do something." Joanne weakly protested.

Slowly, Sarah stopped typing and looked up at Joanne, "Can we go to your office?" she asked.

"Of course." Joanne replied, feeling like she had lost all of her strength as a boss and a manager.

Once in her office, Joanne sat behind her desk as Sarah sat opposite her.

"We need to discuss what is going on around here." Sarah said bluntly, a tone Joanne was not used to by her staff... other than Claire.

"What do you mean?" Joanne asked nervously.

"You barely come in anymore, you hire that young girl, Michelle, to run the place and now she has just gone. People are starting to think you don't care about this place and are worried about the company." Sarah explained.

Oh god, how could I not see this happening, what must they think?! Joanne panicked.

"I am loyal to this company, but that can only go so far," Sarah told her, "If you are no longer serious, I need to know."

That was it, after everything going on in her personal life, Joanne now added losing the respect of her employees to the list.

"I'm sorry Sarah, I am committed to this company." Joanne weakly tried to defend herself.

"Well, you're going to need to prove it, Joanne." Sarah said, cutting even deeper by using her first name.

Without anything else to discuss, Sarah stood up and left the office, the files that Joanne handed her left on Joanne's desk.

I need to get this place back to where it was. Joanne thought, adamant that she won't lose her company because of this.

For the rest of that day, Joanne worked harder than ever, she didn't stop for a second and smashed through every piece of paper work, every call and every task that was required. She even stayed 2 hours after everyone had gone, if anything to prove to herself that she owned the company.

By the time she got home Freddy and Tom had already eaten and were watching TV. Tom said "Hi", but Freddy barely even looked at her.

When Joanne grabbed her then cold dinner, she sat down in the living room with them both.

"I'm setting off first thing in the morning, mum." Tom told her.

"No problem, it's been lovely having you here." Joanne told him with a smile, already missing him.

Joanne said bye to her son, went to bed, alone and fell asleep.

When she woke up, yet again her bed was empty and Freddy had gone to work without saying anything.

She woke up a little later than normal, exhausted from her sudden take back of hard work. She simply through on a white t-shirt, baggy shorts and headed downstairs for a cup of tea.

Right, this is it, another hard day of work. I need to prove to everyone there that I am still in charge or they might start to leave!

"Mum?" Suddenly Tom's voice said and Joanne jumped out of her skin.

"Tom!" She almost shouted, "I thought you had gone?"

"I did, I just left my wallet." He told her.

Joanne looked at her son, still holding her tea as she was giving him a funny look. When Joanne looked down, she suddenly realised what he saw, her nipple piercing was clearly showing through the white t-shirt.

Fuck! She screamed in her head and quickly turned around, picking up her phone to not seem to obvious.

"I need a shower and to get to work, I'll see you soon." She babbled out and pretty much ran out of the room.

"B-bye." Tom stuttered but Joanne ran upstairs and locked herself in the bathroom.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!! Joanne panicked as she looked at herself in the mirror, the piercing being painfully obvious through the shirt, did he touch it when he fucked me? What if he realised it was me? Oh fuck I can't remember!!

Tha pain that she was trying to remember if her son had grabbed her tits as he unknowingly fucked his mother made Joanne feel like throwing up.

She heard the front door open and close and Joanne just hoped that he didn't realise and that would be the end of it.

Quickly showering and getting dressed in business attire for work, clothes that barely fit her now with how much weight she had lost, Joanne was actually amazed at how toned her body was becoming. Her phone started to ring.

"Slut," Her Master Jason said when she answered the phone, "Nip round to ours before you go to work."

Joanne desperately wanted to get to work and crack on, but she knew better than to argue.

"Yes, Master." She replied and put the phone down.

She quickly drove to her owners building, rang the bell and went up to their apartment.

The door was unlocked and she let herself in.

"About time." Jason said, unsurprisingly he was completely naked and Joanne stared at his amazing, muscular, black body.

"Sorry Master, I was just getting ready." Joanne told him.

"Come in here." He said.

Joanne followed behind him into apartment, through the living room, she looked around, remembering the week she spent there. Forced to eat his cum every morning, being chained to the radiator and pissing herself, being fisted on the floor, accepting who she was.

When she watched him open the door, it also reminded her of how she felt the three of them actually made love, rather than fucking. However her eyes show wide in shock at what she saw inside.

"M-Michelle?" Joanne stuttered out.

The beautiful, young, black Michelle was on the bed, her ankles and wrists tied to each corner and she had a ball gag in her mouth. Her eyes looking at Joanne with a mix of desperation and embarrassment.

Joanne didn't know if the embarrassment was because she was tied up like this, or because her black body looked to be covered in gallons of cum.

"Mmmmgggfffffff!!" Michelle suddenly moaned loudly and her body tensed up.

"The black slave has a love egg in her cunt, seems she's enjoying it." Jason laughed.

Joanne felt so sorry for Michelle, she just tried to help her, but ended up like this.

"Is she... okay?" Joanne asked.

"Look at this and you tell me." Jason said and handed Joanne his phone.

It was Michelle, tied up in this position, getting fucked by a large black man with many other black men surrounding her. Michelle was letting out animalistic moaned of pure pleasure from getting fucked.

"Do you like that you fucking black, bitch?" Claire's voice said on the video.

"YES MISTRESS!!" Michelle screamed out in a moan.

"You liked having your lesbian cunt fucked over and over by big, black dicks?" Claire then asked.

"Yes mistress!! Fuck my black cunt with these huge fucking COOOOCCKKKKSS!!" Michelle screamed in it, clearly cumming from the fucking.

Then the video ended.

"I don't think she's fully a lesbian anymore." Jason then laughed.

"What... what do you want me to do, Master?" Joanne asked him, knowing she was brought here for a reason and feeling sorry for Michelle.

"Well, since she is still claiming to be a lesbian," Jason said in a sarcastic voice, "I thought it was only fair, after taking so much cock, that she could get to eat a cunt."

Joanne realised that he meant hers, but she hated putting another person through the shame she had been going through.

"I... I'm okay, Master." Joanne said to him, hoping that would ease the situation.

"Did I ask if you were okay?" Jason said and slowly, frighteningly walked over to her, "You're going to sit your cunt on this black, whore's face until she makes you cum. Understand?"

Joanne looked at Michelle, still letting out little moans of pleasure from the egg inside of her.

"Y-yes, Master." Joanne agreed.

In a few minutes, Joanne was completely undressed, she saw by Michelle's eyes she was shocked by her new tattoos. That was when Joanne spotted Michelle's tattoo on her neck.

In bold letters it read, "Owned, Black, Sex Slave".

Even a shirt with a collar wouldn't hide that tattoo and Joanne just felt grateful that she wasn't forced to have one like it, I wonder if she kept fighting then, if that's why she has it? Maybe I need to be more obedient so I don't get one.

Jason then took Michelle's ball gag out and she moved her jaw around, Joanne wondered how long she had that in for.

"Now, black slave, you're going to make Joanne cum, aren't you?" Jason asked her.

"Yes, Master." Michelle said back straight away, a mix of fear and pure obedience in her voice.

"Good whore." Jason said and twisted one of her nipples making Michelle let out a little yelp.

"White slave, sit on her face." Jason ordered.

"Yes, Master." Joanne replied.

Joanne stood over Michelle, staring into her eyes as she slowly lowered her pussy onto the black woman's face. As much as she felt bad for humiliating Michelle more, her tongue instantly sent a shock of pleasure to Joanne's pussy.

"Oooohhh." Joanne moaned as Michelle's tongue masterfully flicked around her clit.

"My two slaves," Jason said with a happy voice, "We need to get you two together more often."

Joanne couldn't stop herself from moaning from having her cunt licked, she even accidentally started to rock back and forth on Michelle's face.

"Oh god..." Joanne moaned.

"Good?" Jason asked.

"So... good..." Joanne moaned back, her pussy feeling wetter and wetter with every lick.

She leant back and her hand accidentally landed on Michelle's very toned stomach, only to have her hand covered in the mass amount of cum that was over her.

"Oh yeah, Michelle has a lot of cum on her, and in her," Jason said with a laugh, "We don't know if you're too old or what, but we're breeding this slave."

"Fuuuucckk!" Joanne moaned as her body tenses with pleasure.

She didn't know if it was Michelle's tongue, or the pure nasty, humiliation that her owners are purposefully breeding Michelle.

Holding onto Michelle's stomach, the cum mixing between her fingers, Joanne was grinding back and forth on the black woman's face, knowing that her orgasm wouldn't take long.

"Oh fuck... oh fuck... oh fuck...." Joanne moaned as her pleasure kept rising and rising.

"Mmmmmmmm!!!" She suddenly heard Michelle moaned beneath her.

Joanne turned her head and saw her Master's big, black cock sliding all the way into Michelle's cunt.

Definitely not expecting this today, Joanne found herself in a threesome, although two of them were unwilling, all three were moaning.

"Fuck yeah, even filled with cum this black cunt is still tight!" Jason moaned as he properly started fucking Michelle.

"Mmmm....mmmm...!" Michelle moaned between Joanne's legs as she kept licking her clit.

Joanne couldn't take her eyes off of Jason's big cock, so unnaturally stretching Michelle's cunt and her moaning in her own cunt making her pleasure even better.

"Oh fuck.... Master... I'm close to cumming." Joanne moaned out.

"You want to cum on the black whore's face?" Jason asked.

"Yes! Master!" Joanne moaned, knowing she was only seconds away.

"Say it, say you want to cum on the black whore's face!" Jason shouted as he kept fucking her.

"I want to cum on this dirty, black whore's face as she licks my cunt and takes your big, black cock!!" Joanne almost screamed out.

"Do it you fucking cheating slag!" Jason ordered.

"Ooooooh fuuuuuucckkkk!!!" Joanne screamed out as her entire body trembled and shook around Michelle's head, her orgasm feeling fucking amazing, mixed with Michelle's moans beneath her.

"Right, get to fucking work." Jason ordered as he kept fucking Michelle.

Joanne stepped off, looked down at Michelle whose eyes looked sad, but her mouth was wide open with loud moans coming from her.

As she got dressed, both of them on the bed kept moaning louder and louder. Joanne gave one last look back.

Michelle, completely helpless as her amazing, cum covered body shook with every thrust from this huge, black man that was destroying her apparently breeding cunt.

Joanne then left, went to work and tried to carry on her day as normal.

That was... until 3pm, when Claire walked into her office.

"Hey." Claire said and then closed the door.

"Hi, Mistress." Joanne replied, not wanting to stop work but not wanting to upset her Mistress.

"I hear you had fun with the black slave this morning?" Claire said with a little laugh and sat down.

"Y-yes, Mistress." Joanne told her, still feeling guilty for adding to Michelle's shame.

"She is such a good cunt licker that black bitch," Claire laughed out, "better than you."

"Yes, Mistress." Joanne told her, feeling a bit insulted, but at the same time guilty again.

"Get up, you're coming with me." Claire said.

"Mistress, I thought you said I was at work this week? It's really busy and I have a lot to do." Joanne told her, knowing straight away that it was risky but knowing that her company needed her.

Claire just let out a small sigh, but enough to put the fear of god into Joanne.

"Listen," Claire said and leant over Joanne's desk, "Unless you want me to fuck your whore cunt right now, open the door and let all of your staff see you for the pathetic, worthless piece of shit you are, then you will do as I say."

Joanne's insides cringed when she heard that, she knew that Claire wasn't joking and knew she had no defence.

"Sorry Mistress," Joanne whispered, "Where are we going?"

"You'll find out." Claire told her.

As they walked through the offices, Joanne saw Sarah roll her eyes, this is just making it worse! What must they think!

They got into Claire's car and she started to drive. For 30 minutes she drove and not a word was said, even when they pulled up and Claire got out, Joanne just followed her like a puppy.

Eventually, they stopped at a shop and Joanne followed Claire inside, not really knowing where they were. When a woman who worked there came up Claire started to speak.

"Hello, we are here for a lip filler, I made an appointment?" Claire said in her most polite voice.

Lip filler? Joanne panicked.

"Ah yes, Joanne Hardy?" The woman replied.

"Here she is." Claire said and smiled evilly back to Joanne.

"No problem, right with me ma'am." The woman replied and turned to walk away.

"Mistress," Joanne whispered, "Please, I can't do this, the tattoos I can hide from Freddy, but I can't hide this."

"Oh Joanne," Claire whispered, somehow using her real name put more fear into Joanne, "this is just the start."

Joanne's heart sunk, what does that mean?

"Ma'am?" The women from the shop asked.

Joanne gave Claire another look, but Claire's face showed that she didn't want to be argued with. Lowing her head in defeat, Joanne walked over to the woman and took a seat.

"Okay, you will have to stay still and no talking." The woman said in a soft voice.

After that, she started to apply a numbing agent over Joanne's lips, she instantly started to feel the effect as she stopped feeling the woman's fingers on her lips.

She let that rest and set in for a few minutes, until she pulled out a needle and Joanne wanted to run away.

"Okay, you shouldn't feel a thing." The woman said.

Joanne closed her eyes, praying that she could just disappear from this hell. When she opened, the needle was in her lip, it was right, she didn't feel a thing.

Then she did the bottom lip and not long after, she was done. She started to massage Joanne's lips and apply some ice over her.

"Now, it's going to be swollen for 24 to 48 hours, don't do anything to strenuous, okay?" The woman said.

"Mhmm." Joanne replied, feeling like her lips could barely move.

When she looked in the mirror, she couldn't believe what she saw. Her lips were swollen and puffy, she felt ridiculous and disgusting.

"That's great," Claire's voice chimed in, "let's get you home."

Joanne, completely defeated, just stood up and followed Claire to her car where she started to drive.

"Now, it's a shame we can't put that mouth of yours to use," Claire said, "It will probably hurt for the next day so we will let you off the hook. But we have another appointment tomorrow at 4pm."

"Hmm?" Joanne questioned but couldn't seem to get the words out.

"I'll pick you up from the office." Claire said.

Even if Joanne could argue she knew there was no point. Instead, she just kept looking at her bit, fat lips in the mirror, hating every inch of them.

By the time she was home they were starting to hurt, Claire dropped her off without saying bye and Joanne went inside to put ice on her.

For hours, she sat on the sofa icing he lips, the pain getting a little worse but nothing too bad. Until Freddy returned home.

When he walked in, Joanne could see the total shock on her face.

"What have you done?" He asked her, his eyes wide open.

"It's... lip filler." Joanne told him, her face burning red.

"Why?" He questioned, not taking his eyes from her lips.

"I thought... I thought it would look good." She lied.

"Good, it looks like you've been stung by a bee!" He almost shouted. Joanne could tell how angry he was, but she didn't even know what to say back, "I don't know what's going on with you lately." He huffed and walked out.

What am I going to do? Even if Jason and Claire don't expose me, I risk Freddy leaving me!

They didn't speak for the rest of the night, Joanne ate alone, very painfully and slowly and went to bed... alone.

When she woke up, the swelling and the pain had died down, not entirely but she didn't look quiet as much as a cartoon character.

She got dressed, went to the office and could instantly see her employees staring at her lips. I'm going to lose everything aren't I?

She did her work in her office whilst icing her lips, not wanting to speak to anyone. Then when 4pm came she had a text off Claire telling her to go meet her in the car park.

"Hi slut, your lips look better." Claire said with a laugh.

"What are we doing today, Mistress?" Joanne asked, not wanting to feel even more stupid about herself.

"You're getting your hair done." Claire said and started to drive.

"What do you mean, done?" Joanne questioned in fear.

"Well, you start your new job next week and we want you to look good for it." Claire laughed out.

My new job, as a prostitute!

Joanne didn't have any strength in her to fight so she just sat back silently as they drove to a hairdressers. Following Clair's instructions, she sat down as Claire spoke to the hairdresser.

"She wants to go blonde." Claire said and Joanne almost jumped out of her seat.

Blonde?! I don't want to go blonde! Blonde is for bimbos!

"Perfect!" The very camp hairdresser replied.

Joanne just sat there, silently, as she watched her hair get dyed for hours upon hours. By the time it was done and she looked in the mirror he had managed to completely dye her beautiful, long brunette hair a bleach blonde.

She silently got back into Claire's car, surprised she didn't make any snide remarks as she drove.

"Right slut," Claire finally began to speak, "Business as normal tomorrow, me or Jason might pop in every now and again but just work as usual."

"Yes, Mistress." Joanne told her.

When she got home, Joanne went to take a shower, knowing she needed to wash any hair products out of her head.

As she stood naked in the full length mirror, Joanne didn't recognise herself.

Her long, blonde hair, her thick, filled lips, the mass amount of tattoos, her slimmer and more toned frame and finally, when she looked down, the two hoops in her pussy lips.

Am I even Joanne anymore? I don't look like Joanne, I looked like a completely different person.

Although Joanne didn't find herself unattractive like this, she actually thought she looked pretty good, she just hated what she had become.

She showered, went downstairs and waiting for Freddy's shocked reaction. Looking out of the window, Joanne saw a few of her neighbours going about their business.

There were cars going up and down her road, a mailman delivering parcels, a brown car with slightly blacked out windows, then a blue, very expensive looking car behind it. The neighbours must've gotten new cars.

Joanne sat down, trying to remember what her life was like before Jason and Claire, when she lived a normal, yet slightly boring, life.

Then, the door opened and Freddy came home. The look on his face was one of shock, but he didn't say a word. He just huffed and walked off, like the night before.

The rest of the week flew by, although Joanne desperately didn't want it to, knowing what the next week would involve.

Jason came in a few times, the first time complimenting her new look before she gave him a blowjob in her office. Once Claire came and Joanne made her cum with her mouth.

Her employees barely spoke to her, Freddy barely spoke to her. Her nights consisted of sitting silently, apart from each other before Joanne went to bed alone.

When it came to Friday night, Joanne knew she needed an excuse to tell Freddy for why she will be away for a week.

"I have a course for business owners starting on Monday in London, so I will be away next week." She told him, trying to prepare herself for a long conversation and a lot of lying.

"Okay." He bluntly replied, not taking his eyes from the TV.

Is that it? She thought.

Not wanting to push her luck, Joanne went to bed.

Saturday and Sunday, Joanne barely spoke to Freddy, he barely even looked at her. Every time she got naked she would stare at her completely changed body and look, her thick lips that she was actually growing to like, although she looked like a slut.

Then, Monday finally came.

Jason: Slave, come to ours, we will take you to Karl's place.

Joanne: Yes, Master.

Joanne packed a bag, as per her instructions it was only her sluttiest of clothes, each item making her feel sick that she was about to spend the week getting paid to have sex with anyone who wanted it.

"Bye." She said to Freddy before she left but he didn't reply.

Not long later, Joanne was opening the door to Jason and Claire's apartment.

"Come in, slut." Claire said and Joanne walked in.

She quickly saw Michelle, completely naked on her hands and knees, a collar around her neck and Jason holding a leash that was attached to it.

"You're not going dressed like that, are you?" Jason asked.

"W-what's wrong?" Joanne nervously replied.

"You're a whore, you need to dress like one!" Jason barked and then tugged on Michelle's leash, "Back slave, don't you agree?"

"Yes, Master." Michelle replied like a robot, "She needs to be dressed in much sluttier clothes for her new job as a prostitute."

Michelle, what have they done to you.

"Good girl," Claire rewarded Michelle, "Black slave, take off white slaves' clothes."

"Yes, Mistress." Michelle replied and crawled over to Joanne, Jason letting go of her leash, "Please may your slave stand up?" Michelle asked.

"Yes." Jason replied and his face was grinning from ear to ear.

Joanne stood perfectly still as Michelle started to undress her. Michelle never once looked into Joanne's eyes. Then, she was completely naked, the two slaves.

"We got you something for your first night," Claire said, "Black slave, go get it from the bedroom."

"Yes, Mistress." Michelle answered, she got back onto her knees and crawled away, only to come back shortly with very few clothes in her hands.

Without needing any instructions, Michelle put a very tight, black, leather tube top onto Joanne, it barely held her big, heavy tits inside and her piercing was poking through it. Then she got Joanne to step into a short, black skirt that only just went below her bare pussy. Finally, fish net stockings.

After that, Joanne stood still as Michelle put some lipstick on her new, plump mouth.

"Doesn't she look like a proper whore?" Claire asked.

"Yes, Mistress. She looks like a real whore now." Michelle obediently replied.

Joanne turned and saw herself in the mirror, it was bright red lipstick and they were right, she looked like an actual prostitute and her soul felt like it broke in two.

"Right, lets get going." Jason said.

He and Joanne left, leaving Claire and Michelle in the apartment.

When they got into the car and Jason started to drive, Joanne just wanted to grab the steering wheel and crash it, but she couldn't.

"You see how well Michelle has come along?" Jason asked.

"Yes, Master." Joanne automatically replied.

"She was a lot easier to break than you," Jason told her, "Although she doesn't have a husband to hide from I guess, so it was easy to completely control her."

"Yes... Master." Joanne replied, not wanting to think of how Michelle is in this position because of her.

For an hour Jason drove, eventually going into a very rough neighbourhood that Joanne had never ventured into before. The houses were small, some had broken windows but surprisingly nice cars outside of.

Eventually, Jason pulled up outside of probably the only nice house on the street.

That was when Joanne saw him, Karl, the first black man to fuck her all that time ago.

"Okay slave, there you go." Jason told her, "But don't forget, after this week, you're back to being ours."

"Yes... Master." Joanne told him.

She knew that if she wasn't going to get through this week she had to pretend it wasn't her, she had to be someone else, as if Joanne Hardy didn't exist.

As she walked up to Karl who was smiling at her, she had forgotten just how big and handsome he was.

"Look at you," He said with a smile, "you've changed a lot since we last met! For the better."

"T-thank you." Joanne replied awkwardly.

"How long has it been, 6 months?" He asked.

"I think so." Joanne told him.

"Well, lets get you inside to meet everyone." Karl said and held the door open for Joanne, surprisingly gentlemanly for what she was going to be doing for the next week.

Joanne entered the surprisingly well furbished house, although she knew it was probably paid for with illegal money. Until she entered their big living room with 6... no 7, big black men, 8 including Karl, each looking like a thug but all mixed in age.

"Everyone, this is Joanne." Karl said, wrapping an arm around her shoulder.

"Jo," She corrected him, committed to being someone else, "My name is Jo."

"Jo?" Karl said with a smile, "Fair enough, Jo, this is everyone."

"H-hi." Joanne awkwardly replied, looking at the ground in embarrassment.

"And this," Karl said, pointing to the man sat in the centre of their large sofa, "Is my dad, Ray."

Ray looked to be in his 50s, although it was hard to tell because his black skin had amazing complexion. He was bald, very muscular and he had a black goatee. He was wearing a tight, black t-shirt and dark blue jeans. Just from looking at him you could tell he wasn't someone to be messed with.

"So," Ray spoke with a deep, almost angelic voice, "you're my new girl for the week?"

Joanne wanted to run, she wanted to cry, but she wasn't Joanne, she was Jo now and had to act like it.

"Y-yes, sir." She replied.

"Well, Jo," Ray said, "I run this place, so my word is gospel. If I'm not here, my young brother Dwayne is your go to guy."

He pointed to the black man to his left, Dwayne looked to be a younger version of Ray. He had more hair though, it was short and black and he had a shaved face, but he was equally large and muscular.

"First and most important rule here," Ray said calmly, "You don't ever lie to me, I will treat you well, but if you fuck me, you will regret it."

With that threat, Joanne felt like she was in over her head and in danger. This wasn't Jason or Claire, or even Neil, these were proper thugs and Joanne knew they would have no problem with harming her.

"Yes, sir." Joanne told him.

"Good, now, onto business," Ray said, "Get onto your knees and crawl to me."

Joanne looked around the room, the mass amount of black men sat around staring at her made her even more uncomfortable and embarrassed, but she was here to do a job and there was no other option.

She slowly sunk onto her knees onto the brown carpet and crawled closer and closer to this Ray who was staring blankly at her.

"Now, before I send any girl out, I need to know what I'm working with, so take out my cock." Ray ordered.

Here, in front of everyone? Joanne thought.

She looked at him and he just nodded, not seeming to care the room was filled with men or his own family.

Okay Jo, you can do this.

Joanne reaching up and started to undo his jeans, when she had finished, she pulled then down and unleashed his thick, black cock! It was like a fucking baguette, Joanne knew she had taken some big cocks in the last few months but this was next level.

"Let's see how good you are with those thick, white lips." Ray instructed her.

"Yes, sir." Joanne replied.

Trying to act confidently, Joanne grabbed onto his shaft, her fingers not nearly touching around it and she leant forward, taking yet another cock that wasn't her husbands into her mouth.

"Good girl, at least you know how to follow instructions," Ray approved, "You could do well here."

"Thank you." Joanne replied before wrapping her lips back around his cock.

She had to stretch her mouth wide open just to fit it in, but fuck did he taste good. His smooth, dark skin felt perfectly against her thick lips and when Joanne flicked her tongue along his head she tasted his delicious precum.

"Now, the deal with little Jason to do your job, was for £2000." Ray told her as she kept massaging his head with her tongue.

£2000! That's a lot of money! Joanne thought.

"Which is why I said a week, you should be able to earn that for me in that time," Ray told her, "As long as you work for it."

Joanne pulled back, let a bit of spit fall from her mouth onto his head and looked up at him.

"I understand, sir." She replied.

"Jason tells us you take it in all three holes?" Ray asked.

"Yes, sir. I do." Joanne told him, although she burnt with shame having all these other men watch.

I should be at home now, with my husband, not in a gang's house with all these men!

"Then you should definitely make that money in a week." Ray said, then his big, black hand rested on Joanne's blonde hair and guided her back to his cock.

Joanne started to take a little more of his cock into her mouth, he was so thick but for some reason that made it feel even better. Her wet tongue was swirling around his head, spreading her spit about as she felt him twitch in between her lips.

"Get undressed, lets see what we're working with." Ray said without moving.

Joanne stood up, looked around at all the men staring at her, she hated that she was there and what she was about to do, but something in her sick, disgusting mind had made her cunt dripping wet.

Joanne managed to pull the tight, leather top over her head and her big tits bounced around. Then she pulled down the skirt until she was completely naked except for the fish net stocking.

"Hmm, impressive." Dwayne said from the side.

Joanne saw him eying her all over and she wondered if she was just going to be pleasing Ray that night or his brother as well.

"Get back to my cock." Ray ordered.

Joanne silently got back to her knees and took his thick, black cock back into her mouth. Lovingly bobbing up and down on it like the whore she now was.

After a few minutes, she felt a pair of hands on her slightly toned arse cheeks. Then, fingers tracing around her soaking wet pussy lips, flicking her piercings.

"Very nice." She heard Karl's voice say from behind.

"Mmmmm!" Joanne moaned around Ray's cock as Karl pushed a finger knuckle deep into her dripping wet cunt.

"I think she will do well, dad." Karl said as his finger slowly pumped in and out of Joanne.

"That she will." Ray agreed.

"Mmmmm, mmmmm." Joanne moaned as she started to bob a little faster as another finger pushed inside of her.

A year ago, this would've never even occurred in her wildest nightmare, but this wasn't her anymore. Jo found some sick pleasure in having all these men watch her be a whore, even behind her husband's back.

She wanted to prove herself to these men, so she started to more enthusiastically suck Ray's cock. She took him a little deeper with every bob, her blonde hair getting stuck in her mouth but she just pulled it away and realised it was covered in her spit.

As she got half of Ray's cock down her throat, the fingering had gotten more and more aggressive and Joanne was gushing from her cunt, letting out loud muffled moans around the big, black cock in her mouth.

"I think she's ready for a cock." Karl said from behind.

"Is that so, Jo?" Ray asked.

Joanne pulled her head back and a trail of spit fell down her chin and onto Ray's cock, she looked up at him, gasping for air and moaning at the same time.

"Yes sir, I'm definitely ready!" She moaned back, realised that she was about to be part of an all black, gangbang.

Oh god, what would Trever think if he knew his wife was about to get blacked by 8 men!

The fingers left her cunt and Joanne went back to choking herself on Ray's cock. When she felt another big, black cock start to push up and down her wet pussy she let out another moan of approval.

"Ooooh fuuucckk!!" She moaned loudly and pulled back from Ray, the pleasure of her cunt being stretched by a big, black cock giving her massive pleasure.

Ray lightly grabbed her head and forced his cock back into her mouth. Joanne did her best to bob up and down his dick as another black dick fucked her from behind but it was hard with how good it fucking felt!

"MMM! MMMM!! MMM FUUCK!" Joanne moaned not being able to hide any pleasure.

The sound of her soaking wet pussy kept fucked echoed around the room as she sloppily sucked on Ray's huge cock, she kept trying to go deeper and deeper, even making herself gag and choke.

It didn't take long for spit to be pouring down Joanne's chin and onto his big, black balls.

"I'm about to fill this pussy full of cum!" Karl moaned from behind.

"Fucking cum in my cunt!" Joanne begged, wanking Ray's cock as fast as possible as spit dripped down her chin.

"Not yet!" Dwayne the called out.

"What?" Karl asked.

"I get to cum in her first." He said, Joanne looked over and saw him grinning at her.

"Dad?" Karl asked, clearly annoyed by the order.

"Do as your uncle says son." Ray told him.

"Fuck sake." Karl grunted and pulled out of Joanne's stretched cunt and she let out a sigh of disappointment.

"Come and ride me." Dwayne said.

Joanne looked down and realised his cock was out and her eyes shot wide open, it was just as big and thick as Ray's and she feared what a cock that size would do to her, but she was too fucking horny to give a shit!

"Yes, sir." She said, letting go of Ray's cock, she stood up and straddled the big, black man.

Reaching down, Joanne grabbed his thick fucking cock that was already wet with precum and lined it up with her dripping wet cunt.

"Oooooh fuck!" Joanne moaned as she managed to get the head into her cunt, her pussy stretching so fucking wide!

"That's it, take it nice and easy." Dwayne whispered to her.

Joanne looked down at Dwayne's beautiful, black face. Having such a huge cock at one of her holes, it made he think of Neil forcing her to ride the big dildo in her arsehole. But this was nothing like that, Neil wanted to hurt her, these didn't.

"Jeeessuuuss christ!" Joanne moaned as she took another inch into her cunt, it felt like she was getting ripped in half but for some reason she fucking loved it!

She pushed herself lower and lower his thick pole, holding onto his muscular shoulders for support. It felt like his cock was going deep into her stomach the lower she got until... she felt her skin touch his and she knew she had taken it.

"HOOLLLLYY FUUUUCCKK!!" Joanne screamed out in pure fucking pleasure, she dug her nails into his shoulders without meaning to as her legs trembled and twitched from being so full of black cock, "YOUU'RREE FUCKING DESTROYING MEE!!"

"Oh yeah, she will do just fine." Ray said from the side.

Joanne couldn't even turn to look at him, she was into much of pleasure mixed with the perfect amount of pain. Her mouth hung wide open as her cunt twitched and clenched around the big, black cock.

"Oooooh ggaaawrrdd." She moaned again as she slightly lifted herself up and sat back down.

It took a few minutes, but Joanne managed to start to slightly ride this cunt destroying cock. Taking a few inches in and out each time, her moaning grew louder and louder.

"Oh fuck... oh fuck... oh fuck...." Joanne moaned.

SPANK!

Dwayne grabbed her thick arse cheek as she bounced on him faster and faster.

"You like that, Jo? You like bouncing on my big, black cock?" Dwayne asked her.

She looked at him, his deep, brown eyes as she moaned louder and louder.

"Yes sir! I love your big fucking cock in my no longer tight cunt! It's fucking perfect!" She admitted, meaning every fucking word.

"Good girl." He whispered to her.

Joanne didn't know what came over her, whether it was the forearm sized cock in her cunt, the fact that she was no longer Joanne but Jo instead, or some other sick reason, but Joanne pushed down and pressed her thick lips against Dwayne's big black lips.

Other than Jason, Joanne had not kissed another man, but this wasn't Joanne, it was Jo and Jo had no problem with it.

She felt him open his mouth and his big, soft tongue pressed against hers.

"Oh fuck... yes.... Fuck me baby... please." Jo moaned as she started to ride him a little faster.

She kept making out with him as she rode his cock, kissing this amazing man as her cunt was getting stretched beyond recovery.

"Well, if you get to cum in her cunt, I get to cum in her arsehole." She heard Karl say but she was in too much exactly so realise what he was saying.

That was, until she felt herself get pushed forward and into Dwayne's body.

"You ever been DP's love?" Dwayne asked her.

Jo thought back to everything that had been done to her, she has had two cocks in her arse, even two cocks in her pussy, and definitely her pussy and arse played with at the same time, but never a cock in each hole at once.

"Nooooo sir." She moaned out as her cunt still clenched around his cock.

"Well get ready, you're about to get your first." He told her.

Jo knew it was probably going to hurt, but she wanted to make these thugs happy.

"Yes.... Sir." She moaned and braced herself.

Karls cock started to put pressure onto Jo's arsehole, she had no idea how, with Dwayne's monster cock in her how she could possibly fit another, but she knew she had to.

Karl pushed a little harder, and harder, and harder, until... it popped it.

"Ooooooh FUUUUCCK!!" Jo grunted out loudly, now both of her holes felt like they were getting ripped open.

"Shhhh, relax." Karl said from behind.

"Fuuuckk you're ripping my holes wide fucking open!" Jo shouted out, not in anger, but more to make them go easy.

She heard a few of the men laugh at what she said, which made her feel embarrassed and now wanted to prove she could take it.

"Do it!" She shouted, "Get both your big, black cock balls deep in my fucking cunt and arsehole!" She begged.

"We may have to keep this one." Karl laughed out but Jo was too focused on not being in pain to care.

His cock started to push a little deeper into her arsehole.

Jo's cunt was twitching around Dwayne's cock as her arsehole twitched around Karls, she couldn't believe she actually had a big, black cock in each hole.

Inch by inch, Karl's cock went deeper and deeper until she felt him finally push the last bit in.

"Hoolly fuuuuckkk! There's two fucking black cocks in meeeeee!! Fuuuuuccckkk!!!" Jo screamed out in fucking pleasure.

"Just you wait." Karl said.

"Fooor whatttt?!" Jo moaned.

"For us to start fucking you." Karl laughed out and then he started to thrust his big, black cock in and out of her arsehole.

"Oh fuckkkk.... YES! FUCK THAT SLUTTY FUCKING ARSEHOLE! TAKE THAT FUCKING ARSEHOLE!" Jo moaned over and over.

The feeling was surreal, it felt like her entire body was filled with cock.

It didn't take long for her holes to adjust to the sizes, the pain was still slightly there but overpowered by amazing fucking pleasure.

"How's that, slut?" Karl asked and spanked her.

"I fucking love it!" Jo moaned back and Dwayne started to thrust into her cunt, "Yes fuck me! Take those holes! They're your holes! Fuck me! Fuck me! FUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCKKKKKK!!!!!!!!"

Unexpectedly Jo had the biggest fucking orgasm of her life as these two big, black cock fired in and out of her holes. Her entire fucking body was shaking as she screamed louder than ever.

"I'm about to cum!" Dwayne warned underneath her as Jo's intense orgasm never stopped.

"Fucking cum in me... cum in my slutty white pussy! It's your pussy! Fill me up! Fill me with your big fucking load!" Jo begged, committing to her new personality.

"Oooooh fuck!" Dwayne grunted and Jo felt his cock unload inside of her.

"Yeeesss fucking cum in me!" Jo begged.

Karl never stopped fucking her arsehole as Dwayne filled her cunt up. Over and over his cock was firing in and out and Jo kept moaning through every second of it.

"Fuuck!" Karl grunted and Jo then realised he was cumming in her arsehole as well.

In a matter of minutes, Karl pulled back and her gaped arse started to leak with his cum. Jo fell off of Dwayne onto the ground, her legs spread as cum gushed out of both of her holes.

"Oh fuck.... That was amazing." Jo moaned.

"You're not done yet." Ray then said to her.

She looked up at him, smiling down at her with his giant, hard cock ready.

This is it Jo, enjoy.

"How do you want me, sir?" She asked him.

"Get on your hands and knees." He ordered.

Jo quickly span around, arching her back and sticking her arse into the air, wondering which hole he was going to use.

It didn't take long for him to decide and Jo felt his massive fucking cock go balls deep into her cum filled cunt.

"Fuuuuckk yeess! I love your black cock!" Jo moaned as she instantly started to bounce back on him, all of her gym work out had made this even easier.

Her big tits swung beneath her as she fucked herself on this giant black cock. She looked around and saw the rest of the black men watching her.

"Someone fill my whore mouth up!" Jo shouted out.

If I'm going to be a whore, I might as well be a whore. She thought.

In a few seconds, a big, black cock appeared in front of her face. Although, not as big as Ray and Dwayne's. She wrapped her thick lips around his cock but he started to fuck her face before she could do anything.

Jo was getting spit roasted by two big, black cocks and she fucking loved it.

She didn't let herself think about Freddy, about how he was probably at home watching TV as his wife was getting gangbanged in all three holes by a bunch of black thugs.

Eventually Jo wasn't even moving, she was just taking the fucking from both ends. Ray's cock was going balls deep at every thrust and the man fucking her face was doing the same.

Spit was pouring down her chin and all over her face as his balls hit her every time he fucked her throat.

Then, the man down her throat pulled out and started to wank his big black cock in front of her.

"You gonna cum over my face? Cover my pretty little face in your thick, hot cum?" Jo moaned out as she kept getting rocked back and forth from Ray's cock.

"Fuuuucckk!!" The man grunted and Jo felt the first strike of his cum hit her forehead, followed by gallons of cum going all over her face and hair.

By the time he was done, his cum was dripping off of her.

"I'm about to fill your cunt up again my new girl!" Ray said from behind and spanked her.

Jo looked back and smiled at him.

"Do it! Cum in me, it's your cunt now, do what the fuck you want with it!" She begged him, tensing her cunt around him to make him feel even better.

"Ooooh fuuckk yeeess!!" He moaned and Jo felt another load of black men's cum fill her cunt.

She remained on her hands and knees as Dwayne walked away, she could feel how gaped her cunt was and the mass amount of cum leaking from her.

She looked up and saw a few of the men with the hard cock staring at her.

"Who's next?" She said with a little laugh.

One man went behind her and easily pushed his slightly smaller, black cock deep into her arsehole.

"Oooh fuuck yes!" Jo moaned, fully accepting how much she fucking loved anal!

He kept fucking her arsehole as another black man went to fucking her mouth.

"Glllg...glllg...glllgg!" Jo gagged over and over as his balls bounced off her chin. She knew her face and hair were a mess, but Jo didn't give a fuck, she just wanted their cocks!

As the man kept fucking her arsehole, Jo couldn't hide the pleasure she got from anal.

"Oh fuck!! Yes! Fuck my arsehole! Please, make me cum! Make me fucking cum!" She begged before the cock returned to her mouth.

The harder her fucked her, the quicker her orgasm built up.... More and more until she felt his cock expand and cum inside of her.

"FUUUUCKIING CUM IN MY ARSEHOLEEEEE!!" Jo screamed as her own anal orgasm wrecked through her body.

At the same time the man in front of her started to cum all over her face and hair, adding to the last one.

There was only two left, but Jo was exhausted and her hands and knees hurts. So, she lay down flat.

One black man lifted her legs up and pushed his cock into her cum filled cunt.

"Mmmmm yes... I love that." Jo weakly moaned, although she couldn't feel a lot because of how much cum was in her, it still felt fucking great.

Then a black cock landed on her forehead, she instinctively opened her mouth and let him slide his cock in and out. Her lips tightly wrapping around his shaft.

It didn't take long for Jo to moan as she felt a third load of cum fill her cunt.

Then, tasting cum for the first time that night, the man in her mouth came down her throat.

She lay there panting and moaning for a while, not caring that 8 black men were all watching her naked, cum covered body.

She knew she should be embarrassed, she should feel ashamed of being used like that and looking like that, but that was how Joanne would feel, Joanne wasn't there anymore.

After a few more minutes, Jo opened her eyes and saw someone standing over her.

"Here, have one." He said and held out a cigarette.

"Oh... erm, I don't smoke." Jo replied, suddenly feeling a little nervous and awkward now she had cum.

"Seriously?" He asked, "After a fucking like that, smoking is the best thing."

Jo looked around the room, feeling herself feel weak and ashamed.

No! You are Jo! Do this! She said to herself.

"Actually, yeah, go on." She replied and took it from him.

Jo sat on her arse on the carpet floor as the man lit the cigarette in her mouth. As she inhaled she did her best not to cough, although she didn't enjoy it in the slightest.

The rest of the men carried on chatting as Jo smoked her first cigarette in many, many years. The last one when she was on a drunken night out in her younger days.

None of the men seemed to pay too much attention to Jo as she sat there for a few minutes, until Dwayne finally spoke to her.

"You can go for a shower if you want, it's down the hall on the right." He told her.

Jo held the cigarette in her hands as she smiled back to him, these are already nicer than Jason and Claire.

"Thankyou, I will." She replied and stood up.

"Oh, and your room is opposite the bathroom, blue bed sheets." Dwayne told her.

"T-thanks." Jo replied and started to walk out, feeling her tits jiggle as she walked and the cum leak out and off of her.

"Tomorrow, you start your proper job." Ray called out before she left.

The reality of it hit her then, tomorrow she was actually going to be a prostitute, she knew she just got gangbanged, but that wasn't for money and her heart started to sink.

"O-okay." She whispered and went down the hall.

Locking herself in the bathroom, she looked at herself in the mirror. Covered in cum, tattoos, blonde, hair, big fat lips.

She took a big, long drag of the cigarette before resting it on an ashtray next to the sink.

What has happened to you? She thought as she looked at herself, you enjoyed that, you just very happily cheating on your husband with a group of black men. You didn't even care, you are a disgusting, heartless, pathetic cunt! You deserve everything that's happened to you, you deserve to lose everything.

Joanne picked up the cigarette and took one last, long drag and then put it out altogether.

"Do what you have to." She said to herself in the mirror and then stepped into the shower, mentally preparing herself for the week ahead.