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VRX 9000: Sex Games
Random Adventures - Pixie's Punishment
Part 4: Mistress's Command - Part 1
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The Story:
You arrive back to the table hardly able to walk anymore putting the tray of alcohol down on the table with pale, shaking legs. The ghetto mass pulls the tray from you immediately and while you are sure a few of them are saying something in your direction you don't hear them. Instead you collapse across the front of the table with a hand snaking between your thighs as you moan loudly and shudder unable to take the vibrator humming away inside your sensitive pussy any longer. As everyone is passing out their drinks you unintentionally give everyone a show with your pale, plump ass raised in the air shuddering as you cum hard bent against the table. When you finally finish with a long low moan of embarrassment and pleasure you slowly sink down to your knees next to the table trying to huddle up into a very embarrassed and humiliated ball.
Curled up and horrified you finally register the laughter of all the black bimbos and glance up meekly to see most of the ones on the edge of the table bent over watching you and pointing. Most of them have their phones out recording. You almost begin sobbing right then but you hear your mistress's voice over the booming bass of the club. "Stand up straight, Pixie." She commands in a cool, calculated tone. At the same time you feel the vibrator stop humming so quickly inside of you.
Shaking from embarrassment and your orgasm, along with the vibrator still humming between your meaty thighs, you slowly stand up straight. You stare down at the ground as you do too humiliated to face everyone's gaze and nervously hug your body trying your best not to cover yourself knowing you might get in trouble for that. Instead you fidget with your pink string bikini making sure it is covering your very erect nipples before you finally slowly raise your head to look at your mistress obediently with crimson cheeks.
Morgan is watching you with a pleased smile then leans back comfortably regarding you still. "Do you understand your place, Pixie?" She asks, her voice level and cool with her gaze unwavering.
You nod slowly, unsure. "Yes, mistress." You manage to croak, your voice cracking and soft. She seems to have heard you.
Morgan holds out her hand then expectantly. "Good girl. Now return my vibrator to me. I expect it to be clean when you do." She commands, then just continues to lean back with her palm out expectantly while waiting.
You blush more then slowly shift in your heels as you nod meekly again after mouthing some words that don't come out again. You are too scared to talk after your last attempt. Shakily you unlatch the hook of your string bikini to allow yourself to slowly squirm the thick vibrator out of your sopping wet cunt making you moan softly much to your humiliation. When you finally get it out you stand there nude from the waist down to the rest of the club as you clumsily and shakily try and get your string bikini out of the ring at the end of the vibrator. It takes a full minute to do so and your are horrified and embarrassed at not having what little cover the bikini provides during that time. When you finally manage it you very quickly latch the hook back and cover your wet slit with the bikini before looking down at the slick, wet vibrator you are holding awkwardly in your hands.
Your mistress wants it clean. You look up unsure watching the black bimbos continue to laugh and jeer at you while your mistress seems to be looking slightly annoyed at having to wait so long. You suddenly remember a lesson she gave you back during one of your online sessions and realize what you have to do reestablishing your extremely red blush. In full view of everyone you slowly raise the no-longer-vibrating cock to your quivering lips and slowly push it between them as you start to suck your pussy juices off of the cock. The phone screens come back up and all the black ghetto trash start to cat-call you again as you slowly bring your lips up and down on the fake cock again and again.
"This girl is a fucking whore!"
"I bet her mama taught her that!"
"Bitch knows how to suck a cock."
"She loves her own taste. Talk about a slut!"
You are surprised at how well you can tune them out focusing on the cock between your lips pumping it slowly but taking more and more down your throat as you were taught online. Somehow reverting to your training is helping you stay calm and your trembling lessens. You gag a bit slurping on the fake cock, you never quite liked your own taste, but dutifully carry on until the cock is completely cleaned. Then, just to be sure, you wipe all the spit off against your bare skin until you hesitantly reach over the table to hand your mistress the vibrator. You find you can't reach and she doesn't seem to want to help. Blushing you lean over the table as far as you can but you still can't reach, blushing at the black tramps commenting on your hanging cleavage. Not wanting to climb over the ghetto mass you blush and slowly raise one leg to climb up onto the table.
"Don't spill our beer bitch." You hear someone say then cry out when someone slaps your ass hard once. Before you can get the second leg up someone grabs you by the hair and tugs you hard off the table by it.
You hit to the ground with a cry of pain almost tearing up. Gasping as your side hurts you slowly get up half naked on the ground. Thankfully you are still holding the vibrator and give a small whimper looking back to the table wanting just to hide. Yet on the ground you realize a new avenue, under the table, and trying to be determined you slowly crawl under the table still wincing in pain from the hard pull of your hair. The ground is disgusting and you feel your knees pressing down against crumbs completely disgusting you. A few of the girls kick you for fun making you grunt and wince but you grow a little bit more determined and finally make it to your mistress. The woman next to her grabs you roughly by the hair just as you pop your head up and holds your hair against her thigh forcing you to look up at your mistress painfully. You slowly run a hand out while wincingto put the vibrator in the upturned palm you've been focused on for so long.
"Good girl, Pixie." Your mistress responds and you can't help but smile oh-so-slightly. You don't understand why pleasing the woman doing this to you makes you feel a little better, but it does. Mistress Morgan puts the vibrator away then regards you for a moment with a calculating eye. If anything you can tell she is very intelligent besides just extremely beautiful. "I can tell you are uncomfortable in a public environment, but I did need to test you resolve in doing what I wanted. I'll give you one last test before I let you leave." She says meeting your pained gaze.
Still held in the hair-lock looking up at her rather attractive form you nod slowly painfully then manage to speak again despite a small whimper that comes first. "Yes, mistress." You practically whisper, but thankfully she seems to understand.
Your mistress smiles at that then continues. "I will be going home with someone tonight, she just got here." Your mistress starts, glancing up for a moment. You blush a bit more at that and are surprised at a small jealous twinge inside you. You focus as she continues planning on sorting out your feeling later. "While I am picking her up I am handing you over to my entourage here. Do whatever they say. Whenever they are satisfied with you they are to walk you to your car safely." She commands looking at two of the girls next to her at the end. You get the impression that last part was more of an order on their part than yours. She then finishes with you on a lighter note to save you from complete despair. "I know this is hard for you Pixie but the more you prove yourself to me the easier it will get. All the hard parts are at the start to test you. You can do it." She says giving you that cunning look before starting to getup.
"Yes, mistress." You squeak again then just watch with another pit growing in your stomach as your mistress nods then stands up and walks away from the table. Is she really leaving you with these ghetto trash black girls all night? You can't imagine anything worse turning pale as the pit in your stomach grows bigger.
"Get up here bitch!" You hear as suddenly the grip on your hair starts to roughly pull yup up from under the table. You cry out in pain but allow yourself to get dragged onto the table by a rather fat and chunky black ghetto trash woman who pulls you onto her lap straddling her. "Pretty little cunt aren't you?" She says with a grin filled with disheveled and gold teeth. "You hear that? You are our little bitch for the night!" She says, then shakes you by her grip in your hair again to make you whimper. "Little white trash here is going to learn." She laughs. "Get them handcuffs on her." She hoots over to the other girls. One pulls some handcuffs out of her purse and you start to get really worried.
There is nothing you can do as your arms get pulled behind you and handcuffed. You manage to twist your head in the ghetto dyke's grip a bit to see your mistress walk up to an extremely attractive red-head at the bar and squeeze her ass gently. The redhead turns and gives a laugh and the two hug kissing each other's cheeks. Your cheeks flush as you get drug back to look at the black girl whose lap you are sitting on. "Watchu lookin' at hmmm?" She hollers, then while holding your hair hard still she slaps you once making you whimper loudly. "You look over there again and you going to have a black eye, understand?" She shouts in your face before slapping you hard again almost bringing tears to your eyes as you whimper again more frightened than you've ever been in your life.
All you can do is nod slowly trying not to cry as the girls around you start to molest you. Greasy black hands slip under your string bikini and start to squeeze and grip your pale breasts and tug on your erect and very sensitive nipples. It takes all you can not to gasp horrified at being touched like this, by whoever wants to. Another hand slips under your string from behind and starts to rub your sopping wet cunt making you finally sob softly. "Please noooo!" You beg frantically tugging against the grip in your hair just trying not to lose it as all of your inhibitions start to explode. "I can't, you can't! Please!" You almost sob on the brink of tears trying to raise your hips off of the greasy hand rubbing your cunt forcefully making you squirm.
"Sit down and shut the fuck up." The black dyke you are sitting on says pulling you down and forward hard by the hair. You cry out in pain just to turn bright red when she pulls your face against hers and forces you into a slobbery kiss running her tongue between your lips and holding you there by the hair. You are more surprised than anything desperately trying to raise your hips against the hand molesting your cunt. You have no choice but to kiss back, closing your eyes mid whimper as your tongue tentatively runs back against hers while she grabs your small, thick ass and pulls you against her harder. You gasp over and over in half a heart attack as you are forced into a passionate kiss frenching the disgusting black woman over and over while your entire body gets fondled.
Eventually you can't breath and have to fight to turn your head and break the kiss gasping loudly before breathing heavily trying once again not to sob. The woman just laughs loudly then runs her hand out of your hair for once to reach down and grab your other ass cheek squeezing it and spreading your ass with both hands squeezing your firm ass over and over. "Keep kissing whore!" She hoots as you give a loud humiliating moan as the extremely greasy dark black hand between your thighs keeps grinding on your cunt. Finally sobbing softly you lean forward shoving your ass out and arching your back with a whimpering moan before taking the ugly woman's lips again. A tear slides down your cheek as you run your tongue between her lips and her thick one wraps back slobbing back all over your lips as she literally drools on your breasts completely open mouthed tonguing you.
"Little slut likes making out with Beautrice."
"What a fucking whore grinding on my hand. Slick as a baby fucking seal!"
"She must like chunky black women hahaha!"
Once again you pull away gasping loudly blushing deeply as drool trails down out of the edges of your mouth making your pale tits gleam with spit. "Oh fuuuuck!" You wail, clenching your teeth then moaning even louder when the dark black girl with her hand under your string bikini finally slips two fingers right up your sopping wet cunt starting to pound it.
Beautrice, the girl whose lap you are on, finally lets go of your ass and runs both hands up to squeeze your neck choking you as you moan desperately leaning against her in her lap. The chunky black ghetto girl sits you up by your throat then takes one hand away to start delivering short, hard slaps to you cheek making you whimper at each blow. "What you is, you little freak?" She asks turning your left cheek red with sharp blows while you gasp trying to breath.
In the moment shuddering and frightened you respond the best you can giving in to these horrible ghetto bimbos. "I'mmmm aaaa whoooorrreeee!" You moan, the darker black girl still pounding your little slit with her hand deep between your thighs under your string bikini. With a shudder you choke with your face turning red unable to breath just as you finally buck in orgasm. You choke over and over as Beautrice tightens her grip on your neck with both hands again as you shudder in orgasm. You try to twist in her gasp but it is no use as she just chokes you through your orgasm as the dark black fingers pound your pretty little pussy until you almost pass out.
Finally Beautrice releases you and you collapse against her with another tear running down your cheek breathing heavily gasping for air. The other black girls laugh and you hear them showing each other their videos of you getting fingered and choked. They don't let you rest long before Beautrice grabs your hair again and makes you look up at her while her other hand runs down below your sting bikini and starts to rub your delicate and extremely wet pussy making you moan as you look up at her desperately. "What is you?" She asks again with a big fat grin again.
"I'm a sluuuut." You cry out, moaning again as she simply fondles your pussy with her fat fingers. You've never been so humiliated in your life getting used by these ugly as fuck black women, letting them touch you and make you orgasm.
"Tongue out, sluuuuut." Beautrice mocks you then waits until you tentatively do so before frenching you again grabbing you by the cheeks. Yet another tear trails down your cheek as the woman slobbers all over your mouth and face again. Then, just as it started it ends and Beautrice shoves you off of her onto the laps of the girls to the right of her. "I'm done wit dis bitch." She laughs wiping her lips of drool.
The girls shove you around until a taller, more athletic one shoves you over the table again with your sticking up next to her. "I'll teach this 'ittle ass." She laughs. You look up at her scared and visibly trembling before she brings her hand down hard on your small thick ass. Your ass jumps and you squeal on the table looking up in horror.
"Noooo please! No more!" You beg before squealing again when she just spanks your pale ass again eventually having you clench your teeth.
"Who you is, Pixie?" She says, spanking you again hard. "You my bitch, tha' who." She says, then spanks your other cheek just as hard making you press your face against the dirty table in pain. "Well, who are you?" She asks again making your ass jump incredibly hard getting a scream from you.
"I'm your biiiitch!" You moan in horror trembling on the table trying not to sob once more. You want away from these people! You can't stand this any more! This is all so much different in person.
"Whuuut? I can't heeeaaarr yooouuuu?" The woman laughs, spanking your ass so hard you scream.
"I'M YOUR BITCH!" You add to the end of the scream then finally sob softly as she finally stops just rubbing your sore ass.
"Damn Shanee, you know how to aks a question!"
"Spank that little white girl ass!"
"Whore wants it. Make her beg to get spanked!"
Shanee just looks down at you trying to keep your tears in then shakes her head. "Naw. I'll be nice her first night. But she gonna do somefin' for me." She says giving you a stern look then grabs you by the hair and pulls you back to sit on her lap. You struggle horrified of this woman but she is much stronger and bigger than you. She arches your back backwards by grabbing you by the chin then forces your face back into her armpit.
"No please! Nooommpphh!" You cry out desperately but end up get smothered in the absolutely disgusting black woman's armpit. Bent back painfully you struggle for real this time but the athletic black woman simply runs the arm whose armpit you are smothered in down to lock your arms as well.
Meanwhile the woman pulls you string bikini off of your tits and tugs on one of your nipples hard. "Love playing with me some white girl titties!" Shanee says then slaps one of your breasts hard making you cry a muffled cry into her sweaty armpit. Unfortunately, she doesn't stop and hard stinging slap after another make your soft white breasts bounce harshly over and over until they are a light shade of red. Shanee then takes turns tugging hard on your nipples before finally releasing you from her armpit.
"No more, no more." you gasp breathing hard and regaining some semblance over your trembling body. "Pleeeeasssssseee." You beg again but Shanee won't have it.
"Who you is?" She shouts in your face making you whimper and shy away.
"I'm your biiitch." You sob finally unable to hold it in again.
"Bitches stick their tongues out and lick." Shanee barks in your face.
Sobbing softly and letting the tears flow you look at her armpit and blush deeply. You have no choice. God why won't this night end? You tentatively stick out your tongue sucking up your sobs just to get shoved back into her armpit and smothered by it. Dutifully while still sobbing you start to run your tongue up and down her sweaty pit gagging as you do just trying to force yourself to continue. Meanwhile Shanee and the others laugh and she spreads your legs on her lap and starts to spank your bare pussy pulling your string bikini to the side again. You absolutely scream as your extremely sensitive cunt gets turned a shade of red getting spanked desperately trying to please Shanee by licking her armpit over and over almost throwing up still gagging again and again licking up her sweat.
Far from done Shanee eventually lets you go and you get passed around the table to the extra dark girl that had been fingering you earlier. To your horror she has a strap on tightened on and gives you a grin. "Time to fuck some white girl ass." She says grabbing you by the cheeks as the girls next to her pull you into her lap. Your ass? Fuck no! Nooo! You absolutely go crazy writhing and trying to escape on her lap bucking as they try to hold you down. You've done some ass play in the past but you've never let anyone fuck it before. You'd rather die than let this black piece of trash fuck you there.
You scream to high heaven cursing the girls out finally finding some fight in you but some girl takes out her wet-stained panties and shoves them in your mouth muffling your scream. The next thing you know the girls on your sides grab your legs and force them wide while the black girl positions her cock against your tight little asshole between your thick ass cheeks resting on her lap. You whimper and tremble when she presses the tip in then start to scream and fight anew when she starts to shove the rest in. She grabs your neck reigning you in as she shoves the cock all the way to the base up your ass and the girls on your sides raise your kicking legs as your eyes go wild getting fucked in the ass.
Once the cock is all the way in and your hips rest on the base you give a shuddering moan of defeat. Pearl, apparently the dark black girl's name, isn't done and snakes a hand down to your wet aching cunt in her lap and once again dips two fingers right up your cunt. "Time to fuck a pretty little white bitch." She laughs starting to finger fuck your undefended cunt while slowly shifting her hips to fuck you in the ass. With her off hand she smothers your mouth along with the panties with her palm and you have no escape but to get fucked in the ass and fingered. You scream and buck your hips but there is no stopping the thick cock penetrating and spreading your ass. It fucks you over and over pounding your ass while Pearl fingers your cunt relentlessly. More phones get shoved in your face videotaping all of it as your tits bounce while your ass gets fucked.
You eventually have a screaming orgasm with her thick cock up your ass and fingers spreading your cunt. The rest of the night is a lot more of the same as the ghetto black girl trash spank you, humiliate you, and force you to call yourself a slut, whore, and little white bitch over and over. By the time they are done you are ragged and can hardly stand on your own. The ghetto trash eventually all get up to leave and one of them helps you walk with an arm over her shoulder. "Let me go ... you ... fuck." You mutter, too tired to be afraid any more. The girl just slaps you hard making you sob softly again before they lead you out.
A woman stops you as you are about to leave wondering about your condition. You managed to get your tank top and skirt back so you aren't naked but you must look bad. "White girls can't hold their liquor." One of the girls explains. The woman looks to you and you just not groggily and she lets you leave. The girls are pissed when you tell them you parked a mile away but two decide to walk you. When you get there one of the girls, Beautrice, forces you against the car and presses against you making you kiss her again. Without any tears left you let the chunky black woman shove her tongue between your lips and drool all over you one last time while she squeezes your squishy pale ass under your miniskirt.
It isn't until you've done being forced to make out with the black woman that they give you your purse back and give you your final instructions from Mistress Morgan. "She sayz she'll be in contak' Sunday morning. Until then you are to free to do what you wan." She sneers then walks away.
You eventually get your keys out and stumble into your car just to curl up in a ball and cry. You cry long and hard finding new tears and just lay there trembling for a good thirty minutes before you get the courage to sit up and drive home. When you get back home your dad is still up drunk and watching the TV. For the first time in your life you want to run to him and hold him but he starts to curse you out drunkenly for being up so late so you just storm past him up to your room and slam the door locking it behind you.
Saturday goes by uneventfully and you can't find yourself to do much more than recover. Your holes have all been used and it talks several shows and crying in your bed to make you feel even a little alright. You just got sexually abused by a bunch of black ghetto trash. You are so disgusted and feel so used. How could your mistress do this to you? You don't think you could take any more of their rough treatment. You fall in an out of sleep exhausted and before you know it the next morning has arrived and you have an email notification on your phone. With the pit in your stomach forming again you shakily hold up your phone in the dark and open the email, the pit in your stomach growing upon seeing it is from your mistress.
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