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Just be a slutFreshly showered, make up re-applied, carefully douched, both vaginally and anally, wearing only my heels and slave collar and leash, my Master/husband led me naked back into the living room of the hotel suite. I then learned what was in store for me.Since New England was leading at half time, Charles and Billy the Patriots fans from the East Coast could use me as their slave during the half time period. Furthermore, they were not restricted to the confines of our hotel suite. This took me by surprise, as I was comfortable being used by 4 BBCs in the privacy of the hotel suite, but now my Master was giving me to two relative strangers to take wherever they wanted! Furthermore, I wasn’t even sure that my husband would be there to keep me safe! I felt fear and also strangely excited by the idea. Charles and Billy had been huddling for a while, and when they saw me, Charles had an evil look in his eyes. Billy went to his duffle bag and pulled out some temporary tattoos. They were of the Queen of Spades, the universal mark of a black cock whore. Grabbing my leash, Charles made me stand with my legs wide apart as Billy applied one to the inside of my thigh, and one on my ass cheek. Then Charles took out a black marker and wrote above my permanent tattoo “Black cock Whore” above my shaved pussy. He made me bend over and wrote just above my ass hole “Black Cocks Only”. Seeing myself in the mirror with all this obscene writing on me, I realized that anyone who sees me will know immediately that I’m a slut for black cocks. Next, they insisted I re-do my makeup to look more like a whore. Lots of mascara, red lipstick, with matching polish on my toes and fingers. I was ordered to put on my 4″ stiletto heels, thigh high stockings, and a tiny black leather miniskirt. Next, they attached the nipple clamps to my tits, joined by a chain. A see through blouse, unbuttoned halfway completed my outfit. No panties, and my slave collar and leash remained. OMG! If anyone sees me, I might as well have a sign that said “Fuck Me” on it! I looked at my husband, pleading with my eyes to not make me do this. But he just smiled at me and said, “I expect you to follow their instructions exactly” and they will punish you on the spot if you don’t.Then, when they report to me, I’ll punish you myself.” Totally defeated, I lowered my eyes and said, “Yes, Master, I will do as you say”. For the final touch, Charles and Billy made me put on a ball cap with the Seahawks logo on the front. It became clear to me that these two Patriot fans were going to degrade and use me, as a fan of the Seahawks! Since it was half time, the hotel was busy with guests in the hallways, elevators and lobby. Just getting down to the parking garage was humiliating. As we left the suite, we encounter groups of men and women on our floor waiting to take the elevator. They all stared as they saw me on a leash between two BBCs. The women hated me on sight for being a cheap whore, and their men looked at me with lust. In the crowded elevator, to my horror, I felt Billy’s hand caressing my leather encased ass. Everyone watched, but no bolu escort bayan one intervened, scared of these big black men. Slowly, I felt Billy’s hand go up my miniskirt, as he fingered my bare pussy and started to play with my rings. This lasted all the way down to the lobby, and my face was flushed with a mixture of excitement and shame. We had to change elevators in the lobby to get to the parking garage, as people in the lobby stopped to watch the 2 black men lead their Seahawk whore to the elevators to the garage.My training began before we even got out of the garage. Their rental was a black Escalade, the fuck mobile of black studs all over. They unbuttoned my top all the way so that my big white tits with the nipple clamps and chain were clearly visible. As Billy drove up to the parking attendant booth, I felt Charles’ big black hand on my head, as he pushed my face onto Billy’s lap. Knowing what was expected, I unzipped Billy’s trousers and took out his BBC and started to lick and suck it. “Don’t stop, bitch!” I heard Billy say. The young white attendant stared in amazement as my blond head went up and down on the now fully erect cock. Billy took his time paying for the parking before we finally pulled out into heavy downtown traffic. My wrists were cuffed behind the front bucket seat as we drove through heavy traffic, giving anyone who wanted to see, my tits, nipples, and slave collar. As we drove into the seedier area of town, Charles reached around and pulled the chain connecting the nipple clamps. I whimpered, moaned and squirmed in my seat, but there was no denying the heat and moisture emanating from my shaved pussy. The pain and humiliation was turning me on, and now I just wanted cock and was anxious to see what these two BBCs had in store for me.We were now deep into the ghetto, the poorest part of town, pretty much all black. White men didn’t come to this part of town, and the only white women here were either working whores, or women addicted to black cock. We pulled into a garbage strewn parking lot of a porn store/adult arcade. When we entered, all conversation stopped. I was the only white woman in the bookstore, and my tits were still exposed, plus Charles led me in like a bitch on a leash. There were a smattering of black men, ranging from men in their 20s all the way up to their 60s. The black man behind the counter was in his 50s, with grey hair. At the door was an enormous black bouncer, maybe 6’5 and 250 lbs. of all muscle. Charles led me to the older black man, who appeared to be the manager and ordered me to spread my legs and grab my ankles. Now my ass and shave pussy was in full sight. OMG! I forgot about the temporary tattoos and the dirty writing! The old guy chuckled as he shoved 3 fingers into my wet pussy. Charles was loudly telling him what a black cock whore I was. I couldn’t stop moaning as the wet sounds permeated the bookstore. Then, without warning, the old black man jammed his thumb up my ass. I let out a little cry, which earned me a hard slap on my ass. The manager told Charles to take me to room 17 and that he’d see to it that escort bolu we wouldn’t have to pay the machine to watch the loops. But I guess I had to suck the manager off, as payment. The old guy got in front of my face and took out a surprisingly big cock for an old man. He had grey hair around his BBC, as I started out giving him a hand job. The big bouncer came around behind me and started to spank my tight white ass with his mammoth hands. Powerful slaps rained down, as my ass started to turn red. I bent over, opened my mouth and started to lick and suck the old man as everyone watched. It took him a while to cum, and he called me filthy names, like “White cocksucking whore”, “Black cock-loving bitch”. When he came, he grabbed my blond head and thrust deep down my throat. He must have not cum for a while, because he deposited a huge load in my mouth. Some of it ran down the corners of my mouth even as I tried to swallow it all. I was ordered to stand up, on wobbly knees, as Billy took off my miniskirt. Now everyone could see my tattoos on my pussy area and the nasty writing above my cunt. They made me walk slowly to booth 17, and most of the black men followed. Booth 17 was tiny, with 2 glory holes facing each other. Between them was a bench, clearly for positioning someone to fuck and suck at the same time. The loop was already on, showing a hot white woman betting gang banged by a group of blacks. Charles took off my mini and sheer top, so that I was dressed only in heels, thigh highs, collar and leash. My tattoos, rings and filthy writing was clearly visible. Billy left the door wide open as black men formed a crowd in front of our booth. The big black bouncer who had spanked my ass pushed me down to my knees to suck his massive black cock. It was gorgeous, over 10″ and as thick as my wrist. I was excited and scared of his impressive manhood, and it was easy for me to lick and worship his cock. It grew even bigger as my saliva coated its length and I bent lower to suck and lick his big black balls. Everyone was watching and making degrading comments. When fully erect, the bouncer left the room going to the adjacent booth to fuck me. Charles ordered me to get on the bench on all fours, with my ass and pussy facing the glory hole. The BBC I had been sucking emerged from the wall, as I backed up to it and guided it into my dripping wet pussy. Despite being well lubricated, his mammoth cock had trouble fitting into my well used pussy. I wanted it all, so like a nasty bitch, I started thrusting back, even as I started to whimper from the pain of being stretched. He hit bottom with a vicious thrust and I let out a cry, before settling into a rapid jackhammer rhythm. The sounds were loud of his cock slamming into my poor pussy, and the wet sounds of my cunt clinging to the big black cock. I was so into my brutal fuck that I didn’t notice a black cock facing me on the other wall. It must of been one of the older black men, because this cock had grey hair around it. Billy grabbed my blond hair and pulled my face to the other glory hole, and I immediately started to suck. I was bolu escort now spit roasted on both ends, putting on a show for all the horny guys in the bookstore/arcade. A line had formed in both of the adjacent booths, and I was resigned to serving as a cum dump for all these black men. I still wore my Seahawks ball cap, and Charles and Billy were talking about how Seahawk fans were pussies and that the Pats were going to show us how to win a Super Bowl. For the next half hour, I was used in every way, as some cocks tired of my stretched and cum filled pussy, and opted to fuck my ass. I couldn’t keep track of how many loads of cum I swallowed, and some chose to shoot all over my face and hanging tits. I was hoping that soon, Charles and Billy would put a stop to this gang bang and return me to the hotel. Then I remembered that since it was the Super Bowl, half time is much longer, due to the big halftime show!Finally, they called it quits. I was a total mess, with cum flowing out of my ass, pussy, and drying on my face and tits. They refused to let me clean up. I had to wear the signs of my shame for all to see. As I got dressed again, cum trails flowed down my thigh highs and of course my face, neck and tits had dried cum all over. With an evil look, Charles said, “Nicely done, whore, you’ve earned yourself a drink”. “No, please! I don’t need a drink!” I was horrified that anyone would see me in my debauched state.We drove back to the luxury hotel, and they led me by the leash to the posh cocktail lounge, which was filled with couples and guys watching the game. Halftime was starting to wrap up, and Charles said, “Good timing, we’ve got time for one drink”.Everyone stared as we walked in, and I was afraid the bartender would call security and have me thrown out, since I looked like a well used whore. We took a table as a pretty waitress took our drink orders. She kept staring at my cum covered face and looking at the 2 big black men who controlled me. I think she was excited and maybe had the potential to be a BBC slut herself. When she delivered our drinks, both BBCs had raised my short mini to exposed my well used pussy. They were playing with my rings as the cum continued to seep out. She could see the tattoos and the nasty writing above my cunt. The other patrons of the bar were also watching the show. They started to fingerfuck me, and against my will, I had a huge orgasm right there in the lounge. Only then was I allowed to return to our suite.Once in our suite, I had to tell in detail what was done to me, while on my knees. I then had to thank Charles and Billy by sucking them both at the same time. My poor mouth was stretched grotesquely as I tried to take both big cocks as once. After swallowing their loads, my Master bent me over the sofa back, and whipped my ass for being such a filthy whore. I deserved it, and I begged him for more as my ass was beaten, leaving whip marks. Jamal also took a turn whipping my ass, which still showed dried cum coating my asshole and thighs. When they were done, my Master took the big leather handle of the whip and inserted it into my gaping ass.”Now, crawl like the bitch you are to the bathroom and clean yourself up!””Yes, Master,” I replied, as I crawled on my hands and knees across the room to the bathroom. I felt totally drained and satisfied from my extreme use.Irsm

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