Bought at auction (lowblow emma x bimbo a la blonde)

[lowblow emma]

Some in my profession like to dress the part, live up to their public image. Me, I dress for comfort, practicality and my own satisfaction. That’s why today I am wearing leather. A black leather jacket, black trousers that caress my thighs and clamp my ass like a randy sailor, and for contrast a pair of thigh boots in red leather. Underneath I always wear the minimum necessary, which today means cream silk bra and panties.
I wasn’t intending to work tonight, just out for a stroll. But you always have to keep your eyes peeled for a good product. And sometimes it is like I am guided by fate. I took a fancy to a drink as I happened to be passing a bar and spotted her as soon as I walked in, sitting alone at a table off to one side.
There were several people waiting to be served. I stood in the doorway for a few moments and then walked slowly to the bar. The bartender turned to me as I arrived. We both ignored the collective hiss of disapproval from the customers patiently waiting their turn.
I placed a large note on the counter, trapped it under my fingers and leant forward to speak quietly to the bartender.
‘Is she alone?’ I asked letting my eyes drift to the girl at the table.
‘Been here an hour and no sign of anyone so far’ he replied.
‘What’s she drinking?’ He told me. ‘I’ll take two.’
With the drinks set before me and my fingers still over the note, I asked if there was a room available.
‘How long would you want it?’ he asked.
‘All night’ I told him. He raised his eyebrows. ‘Better take room 5 then, it’s the most comfortable.’
My fingers showed no sign of moving away from the note. ‘I’ll need a key.’ He shook his head. ‘We don’t give out keys.’ I rustled the note with my fingers and he produced a key from under the bar, but didn’t hand it over.
‘Will this be enough?’ I asked releasing the note.
‘More than enough’ he smiled, laying the key between the drinks.
‘Keep the change’ I told him to the collective sigh of relief from the growing band of customers waiting to be served.
For a moment I held the key, stroking it with my fingers, savouring the cold touch of the steel. Then I pushed my hand into my bra, leaving the cold and hard against my warm, soft flesh, and taking out a tablet that I dropped into one of the glasses. Ignoring the hostile stares of the others at the bar, I picked up the drinks and walked over to the girl’s table.
I put them on the table and sat down.
‘It’s dangerous for a woman to be on her own in a place like this. Do you mind if I join you?’

 

[bimbo a la blonde]

RE: Bought at auction

Amber wasn't feeling very friendly....in fact, she wasn't feeling much at all....she already downed her first drink not more than 10 minutes after she came in and sat down in the bar. The relationship she just survived amounted to only that---survival---and she pinned at least some of the blame upon herself. The brown eyed brunette beauty still, at 22 years of age, envisioned what she had as the proverbial 'love that would last a lifetime'. Reality gave her a bitch slap across her face when she came baeastsck to the apartment she and her boyfriend shared, only to find him in bed with another woman.
With her lowlife of a boyfriend in close pursuit behind her, trying desperately to kiss her ass and offer her less than empty promises, amber stormed out of the apartment and went to the first place that served alcohol.
She shifted her 5'3" frame, crossed her legs and absentmindedly readjusted her blouse which was previously revealing her more than ample 36D breasts...
She barely paid attention to the slim attractive woman asking if she minded company and proceeded to sit down next to her..

 

[lowblow emma]

Amber wasn't feeling very friendly....in fact, she wasn't feeling much at all....she already downed her first drink not more than 10 minutes after she came in and sat down in the bar. The relationship she just survived amounted to only that---survival---and she pinned at least some of the blame upon herself. The brown eyed brunette beauty still, at 22 years of age, envisioned what she had as the proverbial 'love that would last a lifetime'. Reality gave her a bitch slap across her face when she came baeastsck to the apartment she and her boyfriend shared, only to find him in bed with another woman.
With her lowlife of a boyfriend in close pursuit behind her, trying desperately to kiss her ass and offer her less than empty promises, amber stormed out of the apartment and went to the first place that served alcohol.
She shifted her 5'3" frame, crossed her legs and absentmindedly readjusted her blouse which was previously revealing her more than ample 36D breasts...
She barely paid attention to the slim attractive woman asking if she minded company and proceeded to sit down next to her..

As I sit beside her I begin to calculate what price she will fetch. She has good legs. Large tits. And a quiet manner, which is good. My clients do not want someone who chatters all the time. Quiet is one of the qualities they prize most. But there is another: obedience. That is just as important. And I have spoken. She has yet to answer. She needs to be trained to speak only when she is spoken to, but to answer when her owner asks a question.
Training can take time. I must be patient. I take a sip of my drink, put the glass back on the table and swill the alcohol around my mouth before letting it trickle down my throat. I push her glass towards her.
Only then do I speak, quietly but firmly and insistently.
‘I asked you a question. What is the answer?’

 

[bimbo a la blonde]

Taken aback at the woman's sudden directiveness and stern manner, amber stared at her, then in a low soft voice replied....."I'm so sorry....no, please join me, I'm afraid I'm just not great company tonight.....just waved bye-bye at a relationship....."....she picked up the drink the woman offered her, held it up and smiled...."and thanks for this....."
Amber re crossed her legs, a pinlight from the ceiling reflecting off the glitter of her 4" heels....she planned to surprise her boyfriend when she got home and do a little prick teasing so she picked out just the right bait---a one piece mini dress that only went down to mid-thigh, a deep plunge bra that had cups so thin her nipples literally poked through and a pair of silver string bikini panties....
Amber took a healthy swallow of her second drink, the one that the gracious woman had bought her....between the first drink that she had taken down much too quickly and the drug that the woman had placed in the second, amber was starting to feel the effects, her speech becoming slurred, her eyesight playing tricks on her and her gait somewhat unsteady.....
Standing up, she downed the remainder of the drink....."d-d-d-don't they h-have a dance floor in th-th-this place?".....she waved her empty glass around, then tried to sit back down, missing the cushion and almost sliding under the table....."should cel--celebrate kissing off that son of a bitch boyfriend of mine....."
amber got back up, sat demurely straight, then passed out as the drug took it's intended effect.....

 

[lowblow emma]

Taken aback at the woman's sudden directiveness and stern manner, amber stared at her, then in a low soft voice replied....."I'm so sorry....no, please join me, I'm afraid I'm just not great company tonight.....just waved bye-bye at a relationship....."....she picked up the drink the woman offered her, held it up and smiled...."and thanks for this....."
Amber re crossed her legs, a pinlight from the ceiling reflecting off the glitter of her 4" heels....she planned to surprise her boyfriend when she got home and do a little prick teasing so she picked out just the right bait---a one piece mini dress that only went down to mid-thigh, a deep plunge bra that had cups so thin her nipples literally poked through and a pair of silver string bikini panties....
Amber took a healthy swallow of her second drink, the one that the gracious woman had bought her....between the first drink that she had taken down much too quickly and the drug that the woman had placed in the second, amber was starting to feel the effects, her speech becoming slurred, her eyesight playing tricks on her and her gait somewhat unsteady.....
Standing up, she downed the remainder of the drink....."d-d-d-don't they h-have a dance floor in th-th-this place?".....she waved her empty glass around, then tried to sit back down, missing the cushion and almost sliding under the table....."should cel--celebrate kissing off that son of a bitch boyfriend of mine....."
amber got back up, sat demurely straight, then passed out as the drug took it's intended effect.....

That was quick. Drunk it too quickly. I hoped to get more out of her than that. What was she mumbling about? Something about a boyfriend?
Mumbling – I make a mental note – that is definitely something I will have to stop, clients don’t like that. This girl is going to take some training before she is ready for sale.
I have barely started my drink and I have no intention of hurrying. I sip it slowly, savouring each mouthful before letting it slowly drain down my throat. Between sips, I give this girl a preliminary check.
First appearance: what I saw from the door. Well built, good height, nice size breasts, strong thighs, plenty to work with here.
A few customers look across at this girl slumped on the floor. I stare back and they return to their drinks – quickly.
Clothing next: She knows how to dress to please, and to tease. Probably tease that boyfriend she mentioned. High heels and a dress that clings. No need to undress her to know what is underneath. But it is always best to be thorough.
I pull down the top of the dress. The bra barely contains her tits and her nipples protrude so much that they threaten to rip the sheer fabric. Nice. I feel an itch in my crotch.
I hear a man at the next table gasp as he looks down. I ignore him.
I roll up the dress to check out her crotch. Wow. I’ll have those silver panties that sparkle in the light and barely cover her pussy.
I hear a woman at the next table say she wonders where she bought them. I ignore her.
Finally with my drink finished, I bend, pick her up and throw her over my shoulder to carry her to room 5. Her short dress barely covers her ass, which gets appreciative glances from the customers, male and female. That’s a good sign. Customer surveys are always helpful in selecting and pricing merchandise.
The bar tender was right about room 5. It is comfortable. A large bed with clean sheets, some rugs and chairs, and a range of equipment and appliances for the more discerning customers. Some of those will come in handy.
I drop my load on the bed and peel off her dress, the silver string bikini panties sparkle and tiny bra. I throw the bra into the bin. Won’t need that. The dress will be useful for transporting her out. I put the bikini panties into my pocket, they don’t take up much room.
I run my hands over her body. Soft flesh, blemish free, good muscle tone, breasts provide plenty of movement to play with, labia well defined, and a neat little clit tucked away in there.
She certainly looks good, she feels good, but I need to be sure. Looks and feel can be so deceptive. There must be no risk of her being returned as unsatisfactory. Reputation is everything in this business. And she may only be able to work with men. That won’t do. She needs to work with either sex. I will have to try her out, but it’s no good trying that when she is unconscious. I’d hoped for some fun before she passed out.
That means I will just have to wait. Fortunately, I only gave her one tablet. In the meantime, I tie her wrists and feet to the bedposts, so she is spread-eagled on the bed. No need for a gag in this place, but on reflection and just in case, I pop one on.
I stand over her for a moment and feel that itch again.
On the way to the door, I check that the management have provided strapons and didlos. They have, and thoughtfully in a range of sizes.
I lock the door and go back to the bar for another drink.

 

[bimbo a la blonde]

The fogginess brought on by the alcohol slowly began to diminish, but the drug's hold on her was still strong.....shaking her head in an effort to both clear her mind and her eyesight, the first thing she noticed was that something was in her mouth, something rubberish in texture.....she seen these before in movies....IT WAS A BALLGAG!!!...once she realized what it was, she knew she couldn't push it out.
As her eyes focused, she looked around and went into a panic...she was totally naked and her wrists and ankles were bound wide apart to a bed.....HOLY SHIT, HOW DID THIS HAPPEN???...where was she?....she began to yank furiously at her restaints.....must get free...have to escape.....
Amber tried her best to scream, but "MMMMMMPH!!!!" was the only sound that came from her sealed lips, a sound she was sure wouldn't be heard outside the room. Her breasts heaved as she fought against the ropes uselessly....
She once again scanned her body and around the room...no trace of any of her clothes and thank god nothing had been done to her.....yet....but would she have remembered if anything WAS done in the state she'd been in? she shuddered at the thought...
Her mind was starting to clear, even though the drug had left her weak enough so her strength was minimal....'ok amber, think,' the voice in her head was telling her....'you don't have money, so you're probably not being held for ransom...' she looked at her surroundings and saw the room was sparsely furnished, then noticed a armoire styled cabinet against the wall near the door was partially opened. In it she saw things.....some she recognized, others she didn't.....through the slightly ajar door she saw dildos, other rubbery looking devices and something that looked like it had a strap or harness, but with the door opened only a few inches she wasn't sure what she saw, and what she did recognize threw her into another wave of panic and made her start to struggle with renewed vigour.....
Amber knew now why she was here....it was for sex...she was going to be raped!!!!

"MMMMMMMPH!!!!!!......"MMMMMMMPH!!!!!!!"

 

[lowblow emma]

I believe in savouring all life’s experiences. Like this drink. I take my time. Small sips, swilled around the taste buds, trickled slowly down my throat. Allow the sensations to fade before taking another sip. And so on until the last drop.
Then, and only then, I go upstairs.
Another experience to be savoured, taken slowly.
I unlock the door and walk in. She is awake. Good.
I have no intentions of telling her what I plan. First off, I don’t explain to merchandise. Owners do not tell slaves; good slaves accept, the best slaves anticipate. Anyway, if she is poor quality, she will have to go back and in that case the less she knows the better.
I lock the door behind me.
‘I am going to take off the gag. If you scream, no one will care. Remember being in the bar? You passed out, I left you on the floor, I pulled off your clothes to examine your body, and I carried you up here. No one cared. If you scream, no one will care, except you, because you will be punished.’
I take off the gag.
Her nipples are erect, so she may be aroused. But that may just be fear. I place my warm index finger between her labia. Slightly moist. So there is some arousal, fear can have that effect too.
Now for my first test.
I remove my jacket. And stand over her. My tits are cradled in the soft cream bra. My nipples protrude. So I am aroused a little already. Good. I slip off my bra and my tits fall free. They are still firm and pert.
I stroke her breasts. Her nipples harden under my soft caress.
My hands stroke down her belly to her crotch. My finger probes again. still only slightly moist.
I cross the room and select a strap on. Black, medium length and thickness. I make sure she sees it. I fasten it over my leather trousers, above the red leather of my boots. I walk back to the cabinet and take out some oil. Best to use some, as she is not yet fully juiced. I tip a few drops into my palm and spread it slowly over the dildo.
I climb onto the bed between her legs. I need to see how she behaves. A good slave begs to be fucked. A bad slave begs not to be. How will she react?
I kneel between her thighs and place the tip of the hard cock between her lips, slowly spreading the oil around, pressing down each time it passes over her clit. Then I penetrate her. One swift thrust and I am buried inside her.

 

[bimbo a la blonde]

The door opened and the woman entered the room....it was the same lady that she had met briefly at the bar.....their eyes locked on each other for what felt like an eternity, and in that brief moment amber knew further resistance would be futile.
She licked her lips as the gag came off but decided the best recourse would be not to scream....she'd heard stories on television that the safe and intelligent move would be to do as she was told, try and remember everything that was heard and done so when she escaped---and she had every intention of doing so as soon as the chance presented itself---
She had to admit though.....this woman was strangely attractive....not like straight women couldn't think of other women as being attractive, because this one truly was.......
Amber saw the woman gazing at her and she followed her eyes, looking at her nipples.....her tits were heaving up and down and her dark brown nips were already becoming rigid......why???....she felt so humiliated and vulnerable, naked bound and at the woman's mercy, feelings she had never knew exsisted.....
She stared wide eyed, helpless and panting , her breathing becoming even more rapid as she watched the woman slowly bring a finger down between her bound legs and gently rubbed it up and down the length of her labia....amber moaned as she felt the soft warm finger explore her rapidly swelling pussy lips....no one of the same sex had ever touched her like this!....oh my GOD!!!....her thighs trembled and shook with the sensation....
Amber stared as the woman stood erect beside her and started taking off her jacket, revealing a beautiful cream colored bra...she had to admit, the woman had a gorgeous set of tits....full, ripe and protruding nipples that poked through the bra, looking as large as her own...
straddling her, she gazed upward and watched the bra as it fell from the woman's shoulders, revealing her tits in their fullness...she was indeed beautiful and breathtaking.....this woman had the kind of body that deserved worship....
Amber let out a soft sigh as hands fondled her tits, finding herself enjoying the attention in spite of her initial fears....was this right?....should she be actually receiving pleasure from this?....after al, she was drugged, tied and trapped at the mercy of a total stranger, and a woman at that!....why then did it feel as if her body was turning traitor to her mind?
Amber felt goosebumps as she felt a hand slowly grazing her skin down between her legs.....from her panting became a puuuurrrrring sound as she felt digits again exploring her pussy, and as she withdrew saw just a hint of a drop on the fingertip......
she resumed panting then a loud groan as the woman got up and left her trembling....she watched as the woman fished out something that looked like it had a harness of some kind, and as she turned around she saw a huge something protruding from the middle, swaying as she walked...a dildo!!
does she intend to make that fit inside her???....the dampness between her legs once again was betraying her with a wanting she was just starting to understand....no man ever mounted her with a cock that large!!!...
as the woman climbed onto the bed she hovered just above.....amber instinctively rose her hips off the bed to accept it....better to invite than to try and reject, no telling how this woman would react....
at first the sensation is pleasurable with the oil being rubbed around her pussy, but then........
amber let out a loud squeal as the dildo savagely rapes her, stretching her cunt wide open as it plummets deep inside.....

 

[lowblow emma]

The door opened and the woman entered the room....it was the same lady that she had met briefly at the bar.....their eyes locked on each other for what felt like an eternity, and in that brief moment amber knew further resistance would be futile.
She licked her lips as the gag came off but decided the best recourse would be not to scream....she'd heard stories on television that the safe and intelligent move would be to do as she was told, try and remember everything that was heard and done so when she escaped---and she had every intention of doing so as soon as the chance presented itself---
She had to admit though.....this woman was strangely attractive....not like straight women couldn't think of other women as being attractive, because this one truly was.......
Amber saw the woman gazing at her and she followed her eyes, looking at her nipples.....her tits were heaving up and down and her dark brown nips were already becoming rigid......why???....she felt so humiliated and vulnerable, naked bound and at the woman's mercy, feelings she had never knew exsisted.....
She stared wide eyed, helpless and panting , her breathing becoming even more rapid as she watched the woman slowly bring a finger down between her bound legs and gently rubbed it up and down the length of her labia....amber moaned as she felt the soft warm finger explore her rapidly swelling pussy lips....no one of the same sex had ever touched her like this!....oh my GOD!!!....her thighs trembled and shook with the sensation....
Amber stared as the woman stood erect beside her and started taking off her jacket, revealing a beautiful cream colored bra...she had to admit, the woman had a gorgeous set of tits....full, ripe and protruding nipples that poked through the bra, looking as large as her own...
straddling her, she gazed upward and watched the bra as it fell from the woman's shoulders, revealing her tits in their fullness...she was indeed beautiful and breathtaking.....this woman had the kind of body that deserved worship....
Amber let out a soft sigh as hands fondled her tits, finding herself enjoying the attention in spite of her initial fears....was this right?....should she be actually receiving pleasure from this?....after al, she was drugged, tied and trapped at the mercy of a total stranger, and a woman at that!....why then did it feel as if her body was turning traitor to her mind?
Amber felt goosebumps as she felt a hand slowly grazing her skin down between her legs.....from her panting became a puuuurrrrring sound as she felt digits again exploring her pussy, and as she withdrew saw just a hint of a drop on the fingertip......
she resumed panting then a loud groan as the woman got up and left her trembling....she watched as the woman fished out something that looked like it had a harness of some kind, and as she turned around she saw a huge something protruding from the middle, swaying as she walked...a dildo!!
does she intend to make that fit inside her???....the dampness between her legs once again was betraying her with a wanting she was just starting to understand....no man ever mounted her with a cock that large!!!...
as the woman climbed onto the bed she hovered just above.....amber instinctively rose her hips off the bed to accept it....better to invite than to try and reject, no telling how this woman would react....
at first the sensation is pleasurable with the oil being rubbed around her pussy, but then........
amber let out a loud squeal as the dildo savagely rapes her, stretching her cunt wide open as it plummets deep inside.....

So far this has been just a basic test of a potential new product. I’m not sure what to make of her yet. Her hips rose to meet me. That may have been a deliberate ploy to deceive me. But some things she cannot fake. Those nipples are more aroused than before and, as I hold myself over her, my breasts dangling before her face, her eyes shine will a look of desire.
I try some more thrusts, slowly then faster, sudden changes of speed and power, seeing her reaction, feeling her response to my power. Good. She can respond to my rhythm without forcing her own rhythm on me, regardless of how she is actually feeling.
Time to try something else. I pull out and climb off her. Was that a sigh? Was it disappointment or relief?
I unfasten the dildo and toss it aside, remove my boots and peel off my trousers. Clinically, as if I am undressing for a bath, making no attempt to arouse her. Her owner won’t bother with that. It is her job to be to take what comes, aroused or not. I watch her face as I do so. Her eyes roam over my body, catching every ripple of my muscles, every curve of my ass and thighs. Now I stand before her only in my panties. I strip those off and toss them away, taking her silver bikini panties out of my pocket and put them on. She gets glimpses of my thick labia and large clit protruding between them. I am larger than her in every way and they fit tightly, cutting into my pussy and crushing my clit. The straps bite into the flesh of my hips. The silver glistens against my tan. How does she feel seeing me in her panties? Is she as aroused as she hoped her boyfriend would be?
Her face tells no lies. She likes what she sees, is aroused by what she sees. Good, she will respond to men and women, that will greatly increase the price she will fetch.
But not everyone will treat her as gently as I have so far. How will she respond to that? I will give her one last fuck and then try a different test. A test on someone she is not attracted to.
I go to select another dildo. My eyes fall on a huge red one, longer and thicker than the last. I take my time to fasten it, letting her see and imagine what is to come. Looking at the colour, I put my boots back on. The colour of the dildo complements my boots. Nice. I admire myself in the mirror and turn my attention to this girl on the bed.
I climb onto the bed and stand astride her, letting her see the cock from below to emphasise its size. I reach down and grab her tits, letting my nails dig into her nipples, pulling hard on her breasts, squeezing and pressing. I step back and drop to my knees between her thighs and grab a handful of her cunt, roughly as a I can, trying to rip her lips off. Then I take hold of my cock. No oil this time. I wave the cock back and forth before lowering it to her pussy.
Then I force it in, to the hilt, one single thrust, deep and hard, without mercy. Faster and faster, as hard as I can, sweating and gasping for breath, ramming home to the hilt each thrust. And all the time my tits sway before her eyes and I watch and feel for her reaction. And in the back of my mind, I am planning my next test for this little beauty.

 

[bimbo a la blonde]

Amber stares into her eyes, at first a sign of pleading for release, but now mixed signals....as she is being raped, those same eyes start to betray a diffent kind of begging for release....she moans louder as the dildo plummets through her vagina......she closes her eyes, panting and moaning....
"UUUUUUGH!...UUUUUUGH!!...UUUUUGH!!!"....the dildo almost feels like it's making it's way toward her diaphragm.....
as the woman pulls out, amber finds herself grunting with the extraction, her hips again rising, begging for attention, her eyes now wide open with pleading gestures....she struggles against her restraints with renewed vigor, not to attempt escape but out of sexual frustration....how could she DO this?....insane enough that her body has turned traitor to her mind, but someway, somehow this woman managed to coax an arousal out of her she never knew exsisted and now she LEAVES her?????
NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
"please.....please....." amber begs, afraid to verbalize further what is now haunting her mind.....
Her captor stands at the end of the bed and amber stares wide eyed at her body....such a captivating, alluring, almost hypnotic body......large voluptuous tits....her full red lips.....and....and....
was she really wanting this?....was she really aroused?.....yes.....'YESSSSSSS!' the voice in hher head cried out.....
She gazes at the woman slipping on the silver string bikini panties----her own panties----the way the fabric dug itself in deep between the woman's pussy lips, separating them.....amber finds her self licking her lips.....why does she want her tongue in there?....why does the sight of this woman barely wearing her panties arouse her so???? but there's no denying it, and her breathing once again betrays her, her breasts heaving.....
Once again the woman leaves the side of the bed and goes to the cabinet, reaching for something....amber strains but can't make out what it is, then the woman turns to face her.....
OH, MY GOD!!!!!....
Amber wants so much now to enjoy her tits being fondled and played with but her gaze and attention is focused on the swaying monster now threatening her between the woman's legs.....bigger in every way from the last one....if there was any doubt in her mind that the first dildo wouldn't fit in her, this one certainly wouldn't.....amber pleads, whispering...."no....please, no...."
shrill screams echo through the room as the monster violates her, stretching, filling her...she can feel every centimeter of her membrane swallowed whole....more screams as she tries as best she can to take the invader inside her....she rises her hips to accept it, but at the same time deathly afraid she's watching herself being raped to death....

 

[lowblow emma]

Well that was very satisfying, both for me and it seems for her. But I need to be sure, so it is time for another test. Something more realistic.
I unfasten the strap-on, put on my jacket and head for the door, not forgetting to lock it behind me. As I emerge from the stairs, the whole bar falls silent. All eyes pivot towards me, taking in my tall frame, red boots, short black jacket and, between the two, bare tanned flesh covered only by the silver panties. I feel the lust of every man in the room and several of the women too. But I have not come here to be admired, I have come to choose someone, someone special.
The clientele are the usual mix. Some superior types kidding themselves that they are mixing with the rougher drunks and low life types that frequent this area. I dismiss the posh customers, not what I need. I dismiss the drunks, they are not up to what I require. That leaves little choice, but my eyes fix on one solitary guy at the table by the window. Tall, broad, with rough hands and dirty clothes. I walk over to him and his jaw almost falls to the floor.
‘Do you want to fuck?’ I ask him.
He leers and almost shouts ‘Hell, sure I do.’ The stench of his breath almost knocks me off my feet.
I ignore the gasps of surprise from some of the customers and the odd remark suggesting that I can do better than that.
‘Come with me’ I tell him and set off up the stairs. In the long mirror behind the bar I see him following, his eyes fixed on my ass.
I unlock room 5 and let him in.
‘You want a fuck’ I tell him ‘well there she is, fuck that and let me know how you like her.’
I take off my jacket and settle down to watch as he strips off his filthy clothes and his fat cock rises to the occasion. His rough hands take a firm grip on the girl’s tits as he climbs over her thigh.

 

[bimbo a la blonde]

Amber is left panting and weeping, just above the level of a whisper. The second dildo was indeed twice the girth and longer than the first, and despite her trying her best to accept it and the power of the woman's thusts, it still left a few inched protruding.....amber was left gasping and very much hurt.
As the woman left the room and locked the door, amber made no move to try and escape from her restraints....she was far to weak from the second onslaught....
After a while, she heard the door unlock and slowly open....she thought to herself, 'well, here goes round two....'
The woman re emerged, but from behind her followed a tall, burly, unkempt raunch of a man.....amber started struggling with her restraints.....
"oh god, NO!", she cried, but all resistance was useless as the man climbed onto the bed, his weight making it squeak and rattle as he mounted her.....she stared wide eyed at the massive, fat cock he held in his hands, guiding it into her pussy then slamming it in....her pelvis sank into the mattress under the assailant's weight and she could smell the alcohol on him as he raped her.....although she ceased her struggling and remained quiet, amber prayed that the man would pass out or finish, releasing her from her torture....

 

[lowblow emma]

It was disgusting to watch. The man’s ass rose and fell as he ground his cock into the warmest softest cunt he’d probably ever had. I listened to the squelch as his cock rode in and out on her juices, and to the rasp of his hands across her flesh as they roamed over her tits and ass. I listened to him, but I watched Amber. There was no doubt how she was feeling. His thick shaft was ripping her open, her body was crushed and her skin must have felt as if it was being sandpapered. He was dirty, looked foul and smelt disgusting. But that is the life a sex slave. They have to accept everything from a mistress’s tender caresses to the unwanted attentions of a drunken party guest. A slave must endure, not enjoy.
But there is no room for sentimentality in this business. I know that well enough. I was a sex slave myself once. I still am a slave, although my owner recognised my talents and set me to seek out slaves for his specialist auction.
It wasn’t long before the man grunted juddered and collapsed. I left him there for a while as I planned what to do next. She could get used to the weight, the smell and the thought of what he had just pumped into her.
Finally he stirred. I rose and dragged him off, rolling him onto the floor. He leered up at me. ‘You next then?’ I shook my heads and kicked him in the crotch. He curled up moaning and retching. I dragged him by the hair, out through the door, and pushed him down the stairs, throwing his clothes after him.
I turned back to look at Amber. Her body no longer showed signs of arousal. Time for another test. Back to that large red strap-on. I locked the door and placed the key into my boot. Then I began untying her bonds. Let’s see how she behaved when she was offered the chance to escape. The window was barred and I had the key. The only way out was to take the key off me. Would she try? How would she set about it?
Free of her bonds, I hauled her up and threw her face down, pulled up her hips and prepared to take her like one of the dogs I could hear in the street.

 

[bimbo a la blonde]

Amber screamed as the foul smelling man plowed drunkenly into her, sliding out numerous times due to his unsteady gait....she looked up and over to the woman responsible for all this pleading with her eyes to somehow help her.....after a few thrusts however amber started separating her mind from her body and simply laid there, her eyes closed until he finished.....thankfully his inebriation effected his sperm output, and he deposited very little into her by the time he came.....
After he left, she laid there motionless and remained that way as the woman finally untied her. Between the monster strap on and the drunken assailant, she was far to weak to attempt even a half hearted escape, even though it was still on her mind. She looked up and around, aware that even if she had the strength required, she would have to get the key from the woman and judging by the way she was torturing her, this was far from the ideal time. Maybe later when the lady's guard was down.....
Amber groaned as she was lifted off the bed by her waist, only to be turned over, her pert tight ass now upright and accessible, her hips raised...was she going to be taken anally?...she saw the red strap on dildo and winced, trying her best not to make a sound....she was an anal virgin.....

 

[lowblow emma]

So I have to make a choice. Cunt or ass? Normally I’m a cunt woman pure and simple. And that is what I had intended. But … the sight of that guy’s sperm oozing out isn’t very appealing. And her ass is so tempting. Everything about her is so tempting, but this is work not pleasure. I should have used some oil, but it is too late now and this is a test for her after all, so in I go without any lubrication.
Her ass is so tight. I push quite hard, then harder, several times, but she is resisting. I barely penetrate. That is not allowed.
‘Stay there’ I command and go over to the cupboard. There is a wide selection of straps. The thin ones would leave marks and that will spoil her price, so I take the widest.
Back to the bed and the end of the belt cracks in the air as I lay a firm lash across her buttocks. Then, before she can react, a second slightly offset from the first, then a third again slightly offset. There are now three weals on her buttocks and she is lying flat on the bed, her ass no longer in the air. This is intolerable.
‘I told you not to move.’ Three lashes land hard on her plump ass, which rises obediently. I position myself and lash her again, so that the edge of the belt cuts into her pussy.
‘I am going to fuck your ass again and this time you will not resist me. If you do, the next punishment will be worse.’
Out of compassion – I am only human after all – I apply a few drops of oil to the red strapon. I really like the fit and feel; I must buy myself one.
Back between her legs with the tip of the dildo poised.
‘Now, use your fingers and open your ass wide so I can fuck you properly this time.’

 

[bimbo a la blonde]

Amber tries to accept the dildo into her ass, but squeals in pain....it hurts, it really hurts!....she hadn't had more than an exploratory finger----her own---back there so it was very tight......the pushing of the dildo made her unconsciously tighten up and judging from the disappointing look on the woman's face, it wasn't the wisest move.
Amber let out a yelp as she felt the strap make contact with her ass cheeks, the sting making her go against her own well thinking about not uttering a word.....
"I'm sorry...." she sobbed..."didn't mean to resist you.....never had....UUUGH!!...anything in there before..."
The strikes on her ass made her cry just a bit and let out a yelp as she felt it make contact with her pussy....her vaginal flesh was more sensitive and amber held back the need to scream.....
she rose her ass back into the air once more in submission and obedience, offering herself to the woman, reaching behind to grasp her cheeks and hold herself open.....

 

[lowblow emma]

This is going well, better than I had hoped really. She apologised, spontaneously without being prompted. Maybe she is naturally submissive.
And there is pride here. That is important for her. My master would not agree, but as a slave myself I understand the importance of retaining your pride whatever is happening to you.
But there are still issues here. She sobbed, which is absolutely not allowed. She must not show weakness – doing so can be fatal. And she lacks anal experience, which is a disadvantage. But that is something I can deal with right away.
Back behind her, with her asshole opened into a wide O and some oil on the dildo, I push the head inside her. A few exploratory thrusts and then in, one deep, long, firm thrust – enough to elicit a scream. Very nice. Customers who inflict pain like to know they have succeeded.
And now I let myself go. This job has some privileges and introducing a virgin to a new fetish is one of them. I hammer away, regardless of the pain or damage. hard and fast, then slowing, before building up again, switching speed, changing depths of thrust. Occasionally gently but mostly hard – she’ll learn nothing by being treated softly. By the time I am finished, she will never have a tight ass again.
I don’t get much exercise in this job, so I enjoy a good workout, whenever I get the chance, and this is a chance. I work up a sweat, well let’s call it a glow, pummelling this girl’s ass, watching it redden as it the frame of the strap on crashed into her soft flesh. The sight turns me on and drives me faster and harder. Until … I suddenly realise that my master will be angry if I take her to him bruised or worse. I slow and sense her relief.
But I am aroused now. Time for some more fun, all in my master’s interests of course. I pull out but her ass remains in the air. Nice – obedience – good. It remains in the air as I unfasten the dildo.
‘The key is in my boot. Try and get it off me.’

 

[bimbo a la blonde]

Amber rocks back and forth, more screams as the monster dildo plummets deeper in her virgin ass, stretching her wide open, filling her...she can feel every inch of it as it takes every bit of her membrane....god, it feels like it's heading for her colon!....the screams and squeals are real and not for eliciting excitement or arousal....the pain is severe....amber rejects the temptation to try and look behind her at the woman's face....she's obviously enjoying what she's doing.....
in and out, over and over and over.....fast, slow, almost ceasing only to have it sink deep inside with new depths...she can feel the woman's pelvis mash against her....somehow amber had managed to take the entire length inside her, but at what cost?....will there be damage?.....will her tight hole ever be tight again?
Amber gives a sigh of relief as she feels the dildo pull all the way out but keeps hold of her cheeks, just in case the woman plans on entering her again, then to her surprise she realizes that was the end of her assult....she lays on her side, panting.....
The key is where?....in there?....to show her the submissiveness she knew the woman relished, amber crawled over to the Lady and licked and kissed the boot containing the key....maybe some psychology might work....

 

[lowblow emma]

A touching display of submissiveness, but not what I had in mind. I was planning some close quarter grappling.
I grab her by the hair and pull her head up.
‘It will take too long to lick your way through and besides the key is near my thigh.’
I bend over and kiss her on the mouth. Softly and insistently, my tongue flicking between her lips before I pull back.
Her face is level with my crotch, her own panties are staring her in the face.

 

[bimbo a la blonde]

Amber yelps as she's pulled up by her hair but accepts the kiss, giving her lips in return. The Lady's lips are full, moist and the kiss sends a feeling of warmth through her.....she feels the woman's tongue invade her mouth and brings out her own as well, briefly making contact with each other...
She gazes at the lady wearing her own panties, the fabric so tight, separating the lady's pussy lips.....as if on instinct, she begins to gravitate to it, gently separating the lps with her fingers, slipping the fabric to one side and softly slipping her tongue inside, licking the length of the clit then poking her tongue just inside.....

 

[lowblow emma]

It's been a long time, too long.

She is good and she is making me feel good.

I lie back on the bed and let her eat my pussy, feeling her soft cheeks against my thighs, her hot breath on my belly, her firm tongue exploring my cunt.

This is just a distraction, of course it is, she is going to get me flying and then slide her hand into my boot.

I must prevent that, but she must not stop.

I wrap my legs around her neck trapping her and pushing her face tight against my crotch. I lie back and relax, stroking her head in rhythm with the mesmerising motion of her tongue.

And if she tries to take the key, well ... then the fun will begin.

 

[bimbo a la blonde]

As the lady lies back on the bed, amber takes hold of the panties and pulls them off, revealing the woman's glistening pussy in all it's beauty. Even though she's had no experience with the same sex, amber seems to know what a woman wants and slips her tongue deep inside, moving it in and out, slurping as she goes along...her hands very slowly moving upward.....must get that key....got to somehow escape from here.....

 

[lowblow emma]

In this job, it is so easy to forget the pleasure of receiving. My master would be angry if he knew I was taking this risk. But I need to test her strength if she tries to escape. This is a convenient was of doing that; my pleasure is merely a fortuitous side effect. That is what I tell myself.
She is very effective. Has she done this before or is she copying what has been done to her? I don’t care; it is time to lie back and surrender to the warm lapping and sharp probing of her tongue.
Her hands are working their way up my legs. They have not yet reached the flesh of my thigh, but I feel their pressure through the soft leather of my boots.
A tingling in my crotch reminds me of something she has overlooked. I open my thighs slightly and pull her face up towards my clit.
‘Work on the button now.’
She applies herself dutifully, her tongue and teeth licking and nibbling away at my clit – rather larger than most that I have seen, so it is easy for her to find and work on.
Her hands are on the move again, but so are the gentle lapping waves that sooth me. I lie back again and tighten my thighs around her neck as my pleasure increases.
I feel the gentle caress of her hands as they reach my thighs.

 

[bimbo a la blonde]

Amber slowly and gently slips her tongue deep inside the woman's pussy, in and out like a piston, tonguefucking her as she moves her hands very slowly as to not attract undue attention...she grasps the top of the boots and begins to pull them off....
"I'd like to lick your ankles," she says as she begins to pull......

 

[lowblow emma]

She is undressing me. I feel her hands gliding over my flesh as she pulls the soft leather across my thigh. For someone who is always so dominant, so in control, it is a luxury to be undressed like this. To receive such attention. I am waiting for her to find the key. Then, and only then, the real fun will begin.