Humiliation party

I didn't know what was waiting for me at that party, but my whole depraved and perverted nature asked me, hoped and demanded new, previously unexplored things. And I got what I wanted.

Mistress gave me a heating pad with a hose - it was necessary to make an enema. I realized that this time I would have anal adventures as well. Well, that's what I wanted, I won't deny it. On her order, I washed my intestines well - at least three liters, or even more ran through the rectum, washing out the remains of feces. Then I went to the shower, where I had a good shave. And when I came out, Mistress sat me at the dressing table and began, as the day before, to work on my appearance. Gradually a new face emerged from under her hands - the face of a transvestite with bright makeup. Having finished with my face, Mistress began to do my hair. And after a few more minutes my head was covered with a comb-over and fixed with varnish.

After these procedures with my appearance, Mistress took care of my closet. My cock was once again dressed in a plastic fidelity belt, preventing it from becoming aroused. On my legs I was given mesh stockings with a rubber band. And even found boots in my forty-second size - of course, that's probably the most common size. Mistress chose me a puffy bell skirt to my knees and a top above my navel. Mistress wanted to shave my whole body, but that would be "paleo" for my wife.

So Mistress only gave me some cream, probably lubricant, which I rubbed into my anus and rectum with my finger. And on my neck Mistress fastened a leather strap with a ring - a collar, as I understood. Time flew by in this way. Soon Mistress had a phone call, she gestured for me to leave the room and talked on the phone for a couple of minutes. After which she called out to me; "Hey latchkey, are you ready?". "Yes, Mistress," I replied. "Then let's go," Mistress grinned. She was dressed in a black and white dress below her knees, a short leather jacket, and she wore boots on her feet.

It turned out that it was necessary to walk across the courtyard. Right in front of passersby! Dressed like that! Yes, it made me excited. A light breeze was blowing pleasantly between my legs, people were staring at me, and my Mistress was walking ahead of me.

And not just across the yard. We had to cross the road. We stopped at an intersection waiting for a green light. Some car honked at us. Then another. And then, finally, the long-awaited green light. We crossed the road and got into a Range Rover parked outside the cafe - me in front, Mistress in the back. I, of course, opened the doors for Mistress, gave her a hand as she got in. And only then, after slamming it shut behind her, did I get in the front. Behind the wheel was a tough-looking Caucasian who looked at me squeamishly and smirked.

The car drove us out of town. We drove into a guarded suburban village, passing the barrier and the guards. And soon we drove into an estate with a high fence. A large three-story house stood before us. There were several cars of rather prestigious models in the yard. I got out and helped Mistress out. A rather unpleasant fat woman in her forties approached us. Mistress talked to her about something and told me to follow the fat woman. She looked me over and gave me a predatory lick. "Come on, bitch!" - she told me. At that moment, I felt really uncomfortable. But I followed the fat lady. We went through the kitchen and down into the basement. Here I was told to put my hands behind my back and immediately handcuffs were snapped on my wrists. "Wait here!" - The fat woman pushed me into some room barely illuminated by a faint light bulb.

There were three other people in the room-a bald man my age dressed in leather pants with a bare ass, a dress-clad guy in his twenties with shoulder-length fiery red hair, and a red-haired girl who looked just like him, completely naked. "Hello!" - I said. "Yeah, hi," replied the bald guy. His hands were cuffed behind his back, too. "Whose bitch are you?" - The redheaded guy asked. "Mistress Vlasta's," I replied. "I see," stated the redhead. An oppressive silence settled in the room from there on out.

After some considerable time, the door opened and a fifth guest was pushed in-an above average height, very dark-haired guy, dressed in a white dress, like a wedding dress, with shoulder-length curly hair. "Hello!" - said the newcomer and introduced himself - "I'm Curva." The maiden laughed, and the others smiled. "What's so funny? You're all bitches here and I'm Kurva," smiled the newcomer. Soon the door opened and Vitalik appeared in the doorway. He gave everyone who didn't have collars around their necks and told them to put them on, then attached a chain to each collar and led us behind him. We went up another set of stairs, not the one going down.

And found ourselves in a large hall filled with people. Twenty men and women were drinking, smoking, talking about something. There was music playing. It seemed like an ordinary party, a corporate party where everyone would soon get drunk. But as we entered the hall, someone turned off the music, and Vitalik announced, "Here are our bitches today." The guests clapped their hands, and Vitalik began to introduce us: "This chmo - and he pulled the bald one's chain - is my own bitch.

She's a real all-rounder. Use it any way you want. She'll eat shit if you tell her to." There were cheers and laughs. Vitalik imagined further: "These redheads are brother and sister. She is an ordinary whore who worked for half a hundred bucks an hour in Moscow, he is a stooge who lost his ass. Now they are in the property of our favorite Lada Moiseyevna, - here the fat lady bowed to the guests, who greeted this message. And Vitalik continued - Both of these red-haired bitches work now in Lada's salon. This stooge, by the way, is an excellent masseur. But it's time to print him out in full. His sister is known to many, today she is all yours, ladies and gentlemen." Next Vitalik introduced Kurva: "And this exotic character is the fruit of love of one of our whores and some African prince. Now this miracle will live and work for our Vlasta.

Today everyone will be able to evaluate its advantages and identify its disadvantages. And our last bitch - with these words Vitalik pulled my chain - Vlasta's client who wanted to try himself here. This dick is married, but he's horny. A real pussy-sucker and a slapper." After the introductions, all the bitches were ordered to stand in the corner awaiting orders. The guests came up to us, looking at us, asking our "masters" about our strengths and weaknesses. Fat Lada approached me with her Mistress. "What do you think? I liked that bitch," Lada asked Mistress. "Well, she's okay. Loves and knows how to lick. I think you'll like it, Lada," Mistress characterized me.

As the guests' blood was diluted with alcohol, the atmosphere became more and more relaxed. The tough guy who had driven Mistress and me to this house walked over to the redhead with the fat girl and pulled out his cock, pressing the girl down with one hand, forcing her to her knees. The redhead lowered herself down in front of him, but what happened next I could no longer see. The fat lady took me by the chain and led me to the middle of the hall. She freed my hands and waved her hand to Vitalik. Slow music started playing, to which Vitalik and I started dancing. The guy pressed me hard against him. I felt with my thigh how tense his cock was. At some point, his hands started pawing my ass, squeezing and stroking. I was getting aroused, but the plastic kept my cock from getting up. And then Vitalik took me by the back of my head and kissed me on the lips.

Our tongues met. He took my hand and brought it to his groin. Without interrupting the kiss, I unzipped Vitaly's pants and pulled out his already protruding cock. By the way, the guy was without underwear. I wrapped my hands around his dick and started to jerk it. But the guy lowered me to my knees. Once again, as yesterday, Vitalik began to pound his tool into my throat. But suddenly stopped. I looked up - Vitalik was handing me a wrapped condom. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed that someone was grilling a redheaded boy from behind and fucking him in the mouth from the front. I pulled the condom over Vitalik's cock. In the guy's hands was a tube of cream, which he squeezed out onto his fingers. Vitalik pulled my hair, letting me know he wanted me to stand up, turned my back to him and, leaning me forward, smeared the lubricant on my anus with his fingers, pushing it inside me.

He pressed my chest against the table and entered me, hurting me with his big cock. Immediately a red-haired girl was in front of my face with cum smeared all over her face. Her lips reached for mine and we kissed. The cum of the Caucasian who had just fucked her was overflowing into my mouth. The redhead, like me, was being fucked in the ass. There were tears in her eyes and no joy at all. My ass pain, on the other hand, was gone. I had already said that I had experience with same-sex love. But here, with several complete strangers standing around commenting with laughter on what was happening, I got very turned on. The feeling of public humiliation mixed with lust. And I loved this realization that I had been turned into a filthy lowlife.

The head of someone else's cock was between my lips and the redhead's. The girl and I began to play with it with our tongues. And while Vitalik's cock was pounding my ass from behind, together with the redhead I was working with my tongue on someone's cock, which soon shot into the girl's face, hitting her in the eye, with a tight stream of whitish liquid. Vitalik withdrew his dick and turned me around, inserting it into my mouth again. The condom-wrapped cock was in my mouth for the first time. I couldn't taste it. After pulling my head on him a few times, Vitalik took it out, removed the condom, and poured on the redhead's face. And at that very moment someone else's cock was in my anus. I turned back and saw that it was one of the guests - a naked skinny guy with tattooed breasts. His fingers pinched my nipple painfully. Then, without taking his cock out of my ass, he pushed me over to the couch, where he laid me face up on the couch, putting my legs over his shoulders and holding me by my hips.

There were cheers of approval. And then the fat Lada came to us - she pulled up the hem under which there was nothing and sat on my face. Lada smelled unpleasant, but I started working with my tongue anyway. Her cunt was oozing juices into my mouth. And then she spread her thick ass with her hands, letting me know she wanted me to lick her asshole. There was nothing left for me to do but fulfill her wish. I started licking her anus while she rode it all over my face. And at some point her fat ass came down on my face, cutting off my air supply. With her strong hands she grabbed mine, preventing me from thrashing around. I gasped as the stranger's cock pistoned around in my ass. I was starting to pass out when Lada lifted herself up, giving me a greedy gulp of air, and lowered herself on top of me again. The cock popped out of my anus, and when I nearly passed out from choking again, Lada stood up. She was replaced by the same swarthy guy who called himself Kurva. His almost black condomless cock pushed against my lips.

I saw that while I started sucking the mulatto, he was at the same time being fucked in the ass by some hairy big guy. And all of this on top of me lying there. After a while the mulatto moaned and started to erupt into my mouth and face, but he was immediately pushed off me, kneeling next to me. The hairy guy who had just been yanking him on his bolt pulled off the condom and started cumming. The mulatto's swarthy face was flooded with cum in no time. Lada's hands grabbed the guy's head and turned him to face me, pushing him down. And now my lips met the mulatto's. He grabbed my face with his hands and began to kiss me passionately, transferring along with saliva and cum.

At this very time my Mistress was sitting a couple of meters away from us on the redheaded guy's face the same way Lada had been on me before - cutting off the air. The guy frantically tried to resist, but his sister held his hands. Then, at the gray-haired man's command, the brother and sister in the 69 position began fondling each other, with the guy on top. The gray man approached and, pulling on a condom, entered the redhead from behind. The gray man's balls were over the eyes of the girl sucking his brother's cock. Then another guest came and knelt down and inserted it into the girl. As it seemed to me - also in the ass. From time to time he took his cock out and put it in the redhead's mouth.

While I was watching this action, wiping my mouth and cheeks with saliva and cum, Mistress came to me. She opened the lock on the plastic corset restraining my cock. Immediately my cock was in the mouth of one of the guests. I was lying on the floor with my pelvis raised to make it easier for the man to suck me. And then Lada's fat ass was back in my face. I started to lick her anus when a jet of air hit my face with a distinctive sound. The people around me, who were witnessing it, laughed. I tried to turn away, but someone's hands held my head.

So I licked between the thick buttocks again until someone stood behind Lada and inserted his cock, not wearing a condom, into her. Right before my eyes flashed hairy balls and someone's piston moved back and forth in the fat woman's hairy cunt. Suddenly the cock came out of her, and I got a powerful stream of piss right in my face. The mountain of lard above me shook. And the cock entered Lada again. Soon it came out again, and a new portion of squirt hit my mouth. The now-fucking Lada guy guided his cock higher, entering Lada's ass without much difficulty. And while he fucked her ass, I worked my tongue on her clit and the fat girl's huge labia. Here, Lada's partner pulled her against him, his testicles tightening and quivering. The woman shook her fat folds again, and a new stream of urine hit me in the face. And when the momentarily weakened cock left my rectum, Lada settled on my face, pouring everything her point had received into my mouth.

When Lada got up off me, I lay exhausted - the very moment my mouth filled with cum from the fat lady's rectum, I cummed myself. But I didn't have to lie there. The mulatto, at the order of the skinny brunette, came over to me and helped me stand up. He led me over to the redhead and told me to kiss him. I took the guy's head and nestled against his lips, pushing his teeth apart with my tongue. From behind me, someone else's female body pressed against me. I turned around and saw the sister of the man I was kissing. Meanwhile, the mulatto next to us was sucking the bald man's cock, who was rolling his eyes in pleasure. The redhead took my cock, caressing it with his fingers, his cock was in his sister's hands. But then the girl was pulled by the hair by one of the guests. Out of the corner of my eye, still kissing her, I saw that it was a skinny guy about twenty-five, no older. He put his hand between the girl's legs and started kissing her on the lips. Then the brunette who had been giving orders to the mulatto got between us. "Lick his asshole!" - she ordered me.

I obediently knelt down and nestled into the ass of the redhead who had his back turned. His anus was already pretty well developed. I tried to lick well, which was noted by the watchers. But someone's hand pulled me away and my place was taken by the man. His back, legs and even his buttocks were covered with tattoos. He began to fuck the groaning redhead. I was about to leave, but the brunette stopped me, making me suck the redhead now.

His cock was covered in freckles too. When I first brought my face up, the redhead's pussy was visible, but the caress of my tongue made it swell. "And she really is a noble slapper you've got there," someone commented approvingly. Probably Mistress and someone else had come over to see what I was doing. "Do I ever have a bad product?" - Mistress asked with a laugh, taking me by the chin and turning me toward her, she spat in my face and let go. Mistress was without her dress. I wanted so badly to kiss her bright maroon nipples, but I had to keep sucking.

The tattooed man, meanwhile, was furiously fucking the redhead, squelching his cock into him already. The redhead leaning forward only moaned. And clearly not in pain.

And his sister at these very minutes, three meters away from us, on the couch, was stretched on two dicks under Lada's comments. I pulled away from the freckled cock to watch this, which infuriated the brunette. "Hey Curva, get over here!" - she ordered the mulatto. And when he came over, leaving the bald man behind, she pointed at me - "Fuck that bitch hard!". The cunt laid me on the couch, pulled up my skirt and kissed me on the lips. His fingers squeezed my testicles painfully, and he bit my ear with his teeth. Then he pulled down my top and bit my nipple, and then he pulled up my legs and entered me without a condom. I was lying on my back with my legs spread, and the swarthy guy was fucking me in the ass.

My cock was dangling, slapping my stomach. But the brunette decided to be more creative - and here I was already on top of the mulatto guy sitting on the couch, his cock in my ass, with several people around cheerfully commenting. But there's another cock in my ass. A couple seconds and it's already entered me, causing pain. But the mulatto's lips kiss me, our tongues meeting. Someone's hands behind me lift me up, and the second cock enters my bowels full length. Two! Two cocks tearing me apart to the laughter of men and women. A few minutes seemed like an eternity. That second cock has left my anus and is in my face, discharging cum. But its place is immediately taken by another one. I can't see who's there. It doesn't hurt anymore, I don't care anymore. Like a pathetic whore I'm being fucked with two dicks, like the redhead just did. And now another cock has left my ass, heading for my face. Already Kurva and I are licking the erupting shaft, exchanging cum with our tongues... The audience clapped their hands. What a show!

Somewhere nearby others are fucking, but I didn't care anymore, I was tired. But someone handed me cum-smeared fingers, which I had to lick. And fat Lada grabbed me by the hair again, took me aside, pushed me to the floor, and sat over my face, starting to piss and telling me to swallow. Of course I couldn't swallow it all. When Lada had peed and stood up, I started to get up too, but I was stopped by the gray-haired man, who also directed a stream of urine into my face. I squeezed my eyes shut, and when I opened them, the redhead was next to me, being pissed on by the same guy who had brought me and Mistress here. His stream was hitting the girl's face and then my face. The redhead watched as I obediently opened my mouth and started to kiss me. But the skinny brunette stopped that kiss, flopped me on my back and poured herself out too...

"So, devil, did you get what you wanted?" - Vitalya asked me with a grin, standing above me and embracing Mistress. I didn't know what to say. I was already just some rag that was being wiped up by whoever wanted it. "You've had enough of this party, haven't you?" - Mistress asked. "I'm going home, I have a headache. Are you staying or going?" - She asked me. Of course I was going. Yes and Mistress has my clothes.

We got out and got into the same car. Only now the Caucasian wouldn't let me sit next to him and so I sat in the back and Mistress in the front. Half an hour later we pulled up to Mistress' house. Not to the place we had left from, but almost to the entrance. There were four guys sitting on a bench. And when I got out, they opened their mouths to look at me. It's not every day you get to see something like that.

"So, did you feel like you've become a real bitch?" - Mistress asked me as we entered the apartment. "Yes!", I replied. "Did you enjoy it?" - She asked with a smile. "I don't know, I need to realize it now, everything that has happened" I said with my head down. "Well, realize it. Now get changed and get out! I don't have the time or inclination to deal with you. There are napkins, wipe your face and go!". With shaking hands I pulled up my pants and buttoned my shirt. With wet napkins I wiped the smeared makeup off my face as best I could and hailed a cab. "You can wait outside for a car," Mistress declared and pushed me out the door.

When I came downstairs, I ran into the same group of young people that had met Mistress and me when we arrived. They were no longer so dumbfounded now, but their attitude was quite aggressive. "Hey, are you a faggot or something?" - one of them asked in a swaggering tone. I tried to move away, but three guys got in my way. "Either you suck my dick or you get your ass kicked - take your pick, faggot!" - these were the alternatives I was offered. Two out of four of them wanted to slap my ass. We went around the corner and I knelt down.

Another cock appeared in front of my face, smelling bad and tasting salty. With all my skill I started to do the job, pulling down with one hand the pants of the second guy, who had a pretty decent-sized aggregate. And so I started sucking one and the other, bringing the first guy to orgasm in a minute. His cum splashed in my ear, flooding my cheek. A cab was already at the door, and I was sucking on the second boy's impressive organ. His hands grabbed my hair and started driving the stake down my throat. It took quite a while, but finally the kid moaned, and a stream of sweet-smelling semen poured into my mouth. The guy slapped my cheeks a few times with his still hard bolt, and then pushed me to the ground, kicking me in the groin. Didn't hit me in the balls. I realized that there were going to be punches and rushed into a cab.....

A quarter of an hour later, I went into my hotel room....