long time have gone by, We catch up with Emma now married to Henry James. At 35 Emma is still quite beautiful but very curvy. Most would report her as a BBW. Her Husband James has no cognition of Emma 's former years in overhaul to ED, being a prostitute who 's body Ed frequently sold to depraved Doms and Dominatrix. Or so Emma believes. …..

For weeks now James I has been becoming more aggressive with Emma around the house and in bed. His demands more forceful, his lovemaking that used to be so sweet and caring now becoming rough. On a few occasions James has tied Emma up in various different positions using her pussy and ass as he pleased.

Emma has wondered about this change in her hubby, but to herself admits that she feels so much more accomplish when he dominates her and uses her like the slave, cum adulteress she used to be. Emma continues to put on a front end, complaining about the abuse, asking what has gotten into James as he plunges his cock deep into her ass. He never answers but oink and fucks harder, making Emma 's toes lock, her heavy large mamilla sway wildly as she screams and moans out her pleasure.

It is a Thursday evening. Emma and Jesse James have just finished supper. Epistle of James excuses himself to his den saying he has some work to end up for tomorrow. After doing the dishes and putting the house to order, Emma is walking down the hall. The den door is ajar and she hears groan and howler. Curious, she peeks in. James II has the big screen on his den wall on, hooked to his laptop. On the screen there is a large Andrew D. White female ass being caned. Red wheal are rising with every strike making the cleaning lady scream again then moan in delight. A set of hands reach into the picture and spread the ass all-encompassing exposing the puckered SOB, and the very wet pussy that is gushing Brobdingnagian sum of pussy cream.

Emma pant in surprise. The ass and kitty-cat are hers. She recognizes the clit and labia piercings on the screen. Then as to reassert this, the photographic camera angle changes to her face that is hung over the border of a bench. A vast Black ball gag stuffed in her mouth. Tears stream from her face. The camera goes lower to show her massive pierced knocker hanging through hole cut in the workbench. Very heavy weights attached to the rings that run through her nipples making them stretch out and sway.

Emma sees her hubby sitting in his high back chair. His pants around his mortise joint. Stroking his cock slowly and grinning at the crack in the door. A shiver of inflammation and concern shoots down Emma 's spine. She knows she is caught. She knows her secret is out.

King James'evil grin deepens. He tells Emma to get her tart ass into the den. The days of conditioning and training from Ed kick in automatically and Emma swings the door all-encompassing entering the room looking at the floor. Without thinking she replies to Jesse James, What do you desire, master key.

King James, pleased with the response, society Emma to strip her top off and kneel between his knees. Emma wastes no metre shedding her shirt and bra, freeing her monumental tits for her married man. She sinks to her knee between his and awaits his demand.

King James acting like a cruel dom, grabs Emma 's hair and tells her to suck his fucking cock, and she serious do it right.

Emma opens her lip, tears in her eyes, knowing once again she is being pulled into the modus vivendi she worked so hard to pass on behind for a normal life. Emma, using all the skills she learned in her younker sinks onto James 's peter taking him to the backbone of her throat gagging hard then letting her married man have her pharynx for the very first time in their 10 twelvemonth of marriage. James howls his pleasure thrusting hard holding Emma 's fount tight to him. Her nose smashed into his pubes, and his orb on her chin. She has his 8 inch of thick-skulled tool throbbing in her throat as she milks his dig. James IV only lets Emma up when she struggles and looks like she will pass out from lack of air, then shoves back abstruse after a few needed hint.

As he uses her throat to stroke his cock he starts growling out to her how she was discovered, and her new persona in aliveness.

That 's right strumpet, I know. I know all of it. How you gave your 18 year old cunt to that dirty deviate. How he trained you to be such a good slight whore. How you fucked your own mother and father at his direction. No, no do not halt sucking my cock beef. I do not need you to excuse anything. You should have told me long ago. Now you are my slave. My cunt, My whore. James roughly boldness screwing Emma 's pharynx a few metre to make his point, and she settles down and accepts her fate sucking her husband 's putz meat.

King James goes on to explain a chance encounter a few months ago. He had a very significant business enterprise coming together in his government agency with a powerful fertile guest. The client saw the pictures on Jame 's desk of Emma, and asked about her and how she was doing. Curious how the guest knew his shy, calm down, wife, James II started asking questions.

The client told tales of wild parties they had been to. Kinky natural state stuff James had only ever dreamed he could train contribution in. In fact he had tried to lecture Emma into some of the Acts on several occasions only to be denied. This client come to find out used to be into the adult video production business sector. Not only had they produced and filmed the video recording now playing on the covert behind the gagging suction Emma. They had also fucked Emma on several occasion, abusing her for the gang to enjoy. The client was a woman, improbable, fit, and very solid willed. In fact the very Same woman that had tortured and fucked Emma at her very foremost BDSM party that ED rented her out to for a company party favor.

The inviolable prevailing woman, on their third meeting, dropped a leaf drive on King James'desk. With a yucky grin she told him to watch the videos of his whore married woman in action. Then went on to explain the terms of the current deal they had been negotiating with James'company. She went on to say her terms were not open to negotiation any longer, take it or leave it.

After James IV sampled the video recording on the driving, his dresser fell seeing his married woman used, abused, and begging for more. Epistle of James agrees to the terminal figure.

The dominatrix, grinning, produces the papers to be signed plopping them on the desk then leaning in inches from James face. She tells him that Emma will once again be submit to domination, and the animation she trained for. To bring her to the address she quickly scribbles on a mainsheet of paper, on the date she provides. If not, a copy of the video recording of Emma will be distributed to James'partners, his neighbors, and anyone else of grandness. James River gulps, then just nods in arrangement. He will get to find a way to nominate Emma perform the acts.

Grinning widely, the dominatrix pats James buttock and tells him how very pleased she is that the deal is now done. Seeing the worried looking at on his facial expression she encourages James to enjoy the new biography, in fact if he can eclipse his slut well it could be quite profitable.

Pushing Emma back roughly, before exploding down her talented pharynx, James IV social club Emma to loot her pants off as he finishes the story of her being outed.

Still crying almost hysterically, Emma strips her pants and step-in off exposing her bare pussy.

Epistle of James stands and pushes his naked wife over his desk facing the screen where the video recording from geezerhood ago still played. In the television, Emma is deep throating a huge fake strap on dong that is being stab down her throat by a dominatrix. Emma tries to shut her eyes and count away, completely humiliated. The old feelings of excitement are taking over her pussy no affair how tough she tries to deny she loves to be humiliated and used.

James force his hard putz between her twat lips and impales his married woman. Ramming hard and bass. betwixt thrusting he grunts out what biography will now have in store for Emma.

James tells Emma of the many fantasies that she will now make a reality. Tells her she will sleep together anyone he tells her to. That she no longer has any other purpose in living but to be his fuck toy. Pulling her hair back backbreaking making Emma squeal loudly, he asks her if she understands.

Emma pants out a ready yes schoolmaster. James can feel her slippery wet cunt contracting hard on his tool. He rips his heart from Emma. Oh no whore, you do not get to cum yet. You only cum when I allow you to. Arrrrghhhh ohhh Emma groans out. The combining of the rough fucking, and his Holy Writ driving her over the edge. Try as she might, it was just too deep when Saint James the Apostle had ordered her to withhold her pleasure. Her hips hump the air, and she strains against the pulling of her hair as she cries out her pleasure into the room. Her purulent squirting her slip creamy puss juice.

savor ! ! ! ! ! ! James IV smacks Emma 's ass nerve as hard as he can, raising hand photographic print welt across her milky skin. Fucking whore, he growls out. I told you not to cum. The punishment, just intensifying Emma 's orgasm and making her howl more. Not waiting for her to calm Jesse James lines his cock up with Emma 's asshole that is throbbing in time with her pussy contracting. He spears the head of his cock in roughly prying her hole outdoors to accept him.

Emma cries out in infliction and delight. New levels of seventh heaven that she has not felt since Ed, spread through her inner core and the unending orgasm seizes her consistence. Her muscularity lock up, she gurgles and moans as her centre roll back. Her breaths are ill-regular as she cries out. James has never felt anything like this before in his life. He feels Emma 's dickhead milking his severely cock as he thrusts deeply, instead of resistor and complaints as she always voiced in the past, she is now humping her fat ass back as hard as she can trying to shoot his whole cock deep in her guts.

Emma begs pathetically for pardon, telling King James that she could not help cumming, to please lie with her slimy asshole.

St. James the Apostle slams laborious and bass with slow strokes, loving how Emma 's fat ass cheek ripple with each wallop. He growls out to Emma to shut the screwing up and take his cock. The tight ring of her ass gripping his cock and pulsing on it is too practically for Henry James, he thrusts deep. His ass clinch tight, and he arches his vertebral column with the force he is drilling his putz to its pedestal in Emma 's cumming ass. beat of his own coming wash over him and his shaft jumps and pump deep in the whining groaning Emma as he fills her ass with his hot cum.

Finally finished pumping his slattern wife fully, James pulls from her ass and, panting, walks around the desk. Emma is lying limp on the desk panting, moaning and still twerking her ass. James picks up her head and shoves his ass covered cummy cock in her mouth. He tells Emma to suckle him white.

While Emma goes on auto pilot slurping and sucking every bit of crud and cum from her husband 's cock without complaint, James lays out a new plan.

exact your ass to the beauty shop tomorrow and get a makeover. We are going to that guild I have been trying to take you to for years tomorrow night. Emma just looks up while she sucks James'balls. commodity I see you remember how to be a submissive little whore James River tells her. Before that Night is done we will have new videos of you to enjoy. As I told you in the past when you told me no over and over again, it is a swinger club that caters to the BDSM crick. Emma just nods her head with a sass full-of-the-moon of softening turncock. She knows the nightspot well. Ed took her there many times to whore her out in the past.

James pushing Emma from his pecker. scope down into a desk draftsman and hands Emma a collar. Here you wear this at home and to the ball club tomorrow night. James hands Emma another little box. Put these in also. I know you were pierced in the past tense from the holes in your pussy and tits. Emma starts to stir her head no.. What is that slut ? Are you daring to narrate me no ? Emma draws a breathing time and tears stream from her eyes, how could this be happening, she thought she closed that chapter in her spirit. It will be done sea captain, Emma says. Emma opens the box and a shiver rushes to her pussy. Inside the box are heavy gauge titanium rings with blue beading closures. They are much thicker than her old jewelry, and she has not worn annulus for days so she knows the new rings will be very painful to skid through.

James waves a dismissive hand to Emma. Go take a shower and put those in slut. I will inspect you after you 're done. Dropping her chief to attend at the trading floor Emma shuffles from the den to go do as she is told. James turns back to the video still playing where Emma is on test jacking two large black cocks while she opens her rima oris to take a load of cum from a third.

In the exhibitioner, Emma soaps her body and lets the steaming piss run over her organic structure as she sobs. She considers her choice. She can leave James, and try to start again. Or she can submit and accept her fate in aliveness that she is a desirable submissive whore. She had thought she escaped the modus vivendi when Ed passed away all those old age ago. She was still his slave at the clip of his death, and true to form he had suffered a heart attack while fucking Emma. To Emma 's surprise Ed had provided for her in a modest way but left almost of his acres to family. It was enough for Emma to live comfortably for class until she met James.

Letting the memories flood her mind, Emma realizes she had not escaped the lifestyle at all but had been hiding from it because she missed her old master so very a lot. Her sobs turn of events to a full smile of delight, realizing she can again survive to please her man.

The exhibitor done, Emma stands in front of the mirror. Using a bit of lube she forces a thickly anchor ring into one of her tit piercing holes. The painfulness is fervid and acute as she slowly forces it through her rubbery mamilla. The pain sent shivers of delight to her throbbing button. The old smell flooding into her. She repeats with the opposite incline, moaning in pleasance when it is finally in and the beading in home. Lifting one leg to take a breather her heel on the cesspit, Emma rubs the clit ringing between her wet pussy lips lubing it then takes a deep breathing spell pressing it arduous into the almost varnish hole from age ago. A shriek of pain in the ass, followed by moans of pleasure leak Emma as the anchor ring slides through. She repeats the cognitive process for her inner pussy lip piercings. The job done Emma puts her new slave collar on. The tag hanging from it simply reads"slave ”.

Emma walks to the bedroom and lays back on the bed, waiting for her master key to scrutinize her body of work. Her pap, and cunt on fire throbbing pleasurably. Her cunt sloppy wet and running down over her used asshole.

The Club.

The following day Emma does as her husband had commanded. She visits her favorite salon and gets the whole kit and boodle done. Nails, hair, composition, she even gets an anal bleaching done. After the salon, Emma went to the adult clothing store she knew of and picked out several revealing items. The day wearing long Emma returned nursing home to get fix for her husband to take her out tonight.

Emma finds herself blushing as she puts on the sexy clothes she was requested to fall apart. Starting with the fishnet stockings, then a garter whack to hold them up. No scanty for Emma tonight. Then the lacy shelf bra makes her tits stand out from her chest, making her already curvy figure stand out more. Then she slips into the skin tight leather mini skirt that is so tight it hugs her large ass like a secondment skin. For her top she puts on a melanise sheer lace top that shows good deal of her tit cleavage. Lastly she slides her fresh multicolor toes into a twosome of 6 inch spike heel come fuck me heals.

Emma 's grimace sunburn bright red as she straps on her own slave collar. She remembers the days when this was formula life for her. Now she is feeling shy, not knowing if men and char will still want her after putting on a few Sir Thomas More years and Lebanese pound.

Saint James walks into the chamber finding Emma finishing the last tactile sensation to her kit. His putz hardens in his knickers instantly. He never dreamed he would be able to get his sexy but reserved wife to dress like a whore and go out into world this way.

The ride to the clubhouse is not eventful, mostly silence. The alone demand made of Emma is to hike her wench So St. James can glance over to check her finger her already wet pussycat. By the time they park, Emma is breathing backbreaking, and groans when she is told to remove her fingers.

Walking behind King James I on a terzetto attached to her collar the pair enter the club to a noisy crowd chatting, and drinking in the chief room. Everywhere Emma looks she sees slave women, and some men attending their masters. Some on collar, some not. Some partially dressed with tits exposed or often for the male person slaves their chest of drawers and crotches bare.

Emma feels anxiousness wage increase. She knows Jesse James is fully mindful of her old life now, but worried how he might respond seeing her preform those sex acts with his own eye. Will he still want her or put away her like the trashy whore she once was and secretly still wants to be. She feels a tug on her leash, not realizing she was so mysterious in thought that she failed to notice James start to take the air again. Emma rushing to follow.

King James leads Emma to an spread board and directs her to sink to her articulatio genus beside his chair. Blushing and the humiliation feeding her inner desires Emma does as she is commanded, sinking low and looking down. She hears several people stop to talk to James and compliment him on his slave. A few ask if Emma is available to join the fun in the back rooms. James declines the request but hands out clientele sized notice to the men and women, he lets them know that in about half an 60 minutes in the master play elbow room Emma will be participating in an attraction they are welcome to add up ticker.

Emma suddenly gets a shiver running up her prickle as the next vocalism she hears speaking to James she will never forget. She knows without looking that it is the bull dominatrix that broke her in at that kickoff political party years ago. Emma now knows that this case has been pre arranged between her loving husband and this harsh squawk. Emma knows her limits will be explored, there is no longer any uncertainty about what James River expects their new relationship to be.

After a few pleasantries, and a few drinks James I stands tugging the leash letting Emma know to remain firm and fall out. She listens as James and the bitch talking about limits. James River happily tells the dom bitch to do anything she wishes to the slut. Just no permanent damage or target. James hears Emma groan pathetically behind him, knowing her luck before it even begins.

Entering the main playroom, James hands over the leash to the dominatrix. There are already several the great unwashed in the room waiting for the show. Many have their slaves on stifle servicing their cocks or pussies fluffing them. To Emma 's revulsion she sees several mass with cameras on their berm ready to record her humiliation. A quiver runs through her body, and her pussy pulses under her skirt.

The Dominatrix, leads Emma up onto the provoke weapons platform in the nerve centre of the room. And starts speaking to the crowd.

"Welcome friends. Tonight we have a limited treat. Some of you may think her from eld past. Others will cum to have it off the pleasures that this very peculiar slut can provide."“ Though in hiding since her last master left this world, by happy probability she has been discovered again, and her new master is very well-chosen to share her body with us."“ When invited, you are all more than welcome to use the slave anyway you see fit, her master copy requests you do no permanent damage or marks."“ Let us begin ”. The Dominatrix says as she cracks a party whip in the air making Emma jump.

The Dom first-class honours degree pulls her kind fitting overcoat off, tossing it to the position. Now standing in a black corset that has muddle for her boastfully tits to fit through, wearing no panty or anything else to hide her very precisely neaten twat. There is a 2 inch wide short cropped landing strip of hair right above her pussy. Her plenteous ass on display. She wears mid thigh gamy spiked leather flush that are laced from the toes to the top. Her short graze butch way black haircut, contrasting the light physical composition and blood red lip rouge she is wearing.

She sets about the task of cuffing Emma 's wrists to Ernst Boris Chain suspended from a anatomy. She signals two men at hired man nut windlass and they start cranking, spreading Emma 's arms out and up. Soon Emma is suspended a few inches from the floor, her pegleg wall hanging limp and helpless. The dominatrix pulls hard on the skirt Emma is wearing, it slowly slides down away exposing her supporter belt then her smooth shaved pussy mound, her ass outflow free from the confinement and jiggle. Next her articulatio talocruralis are cuffed and the clicking of the windlass fills the room as her legs are spread wide exposing her very wet twat to the crowd.

Emma feels the humiliation sunburn in her soul, helpless to produce it terminate. She moans at the discomfort from her shoulders and hips as they are spread. rill of juices run from her twat dripping from her pussy annulus. Glancing up to see if her married man is enjoying her abasement, she spots him close to the border of the stage. A young fit blonde slave on her knees gagging and slurping his cock as he watches Emma. James has a very different look on his face than Emma is used to seeing. blade cold-blooded eyes and a panoptic grin blusher his face.

The dominatrix roughly puff and bust Emma 's new shirt, shredding it from her eubstance. She feels the bra being removed and now she is fully exposed to the elbow room full of alien.

The dominatrix now starts draping a multi tailed leather flog over Emma 's shoulders letting the thin strap tickle her skin. She trails it over each tit slowly savoring the fearfulness in Emma 's eyes. She rubs the handgrip lightly through Emma 's swollen puss rim, then brings it to Emma 's mouth telling her to lap up her disgusting cunt from the flog. Emma complies by licking and sucking her sticky thick clear kitty fluids from the offered toy. The gang cheers and starts chanting whip her, whip her.

James watches intently, shoving the slave off his cock so he will not cum to soon, the cunt on stage hooking back her arm and wales a work stoppage of the flog across Emma 's ass. The wet meaty slap of the straps is quickly followed by the lament of pain sensation from Emma struggling in her suspended thralldom. to a greater extent slaps of the flog and the lamentation quickly turn to grunt of joy from his slutty wife swinging from the chains. He watches as her clear up pussy juice turns creamy dripping from her swollen shake up pussy.

When Emma 's sidesplitter of pain in the ass twist to grunts of joy, the dominatrix moves around front, and flogs Emma 's large teat. Welts of red ascension up across her flannel physique. Her nipples catch respective of the snow making her cry then moan.

The dom holds Emma 's chin up with the flog, asking her if she is cumming without asking for permission ? Emma shit and moans out a yes Mam. The Dom grinning wide of the mark and snaps her fingers. A buckle down quickly approaches handing a short stubby gimmick to the dom. She clicks a clitoris on its face holding it up for Emma to see the raw electric arc jump from tip to maneuver. She touches the be toy to one nipple then the other making Emma convulse and sidesplitter. Her pussy loosing all control and gushing her pussy juices in jets as the pleasure from the twisting overwhelms her. The dom laughs cruely and pushes the toy against Emma 's button while she tries to jazz her pelvic arch. Fresh plaint of pain in the neck and pleasure as the toy shocks her sensitive pulsating clit.

Emma 's brain rolls limply as her coming fades. The Dom, pleased with the reactions, turns back to the crowd. She invites anyone that wishes to sample the whore to use her. The gang surges towards the stage. The dom takes the time to shift Emma 's restraints so that she is still suspended off the floor but lower, bent at the waist. Her carpus now bound behind her rear. A midst belt around her costa just under her tits holding her speed body up. Clipped chains are hooked to Emma 's nipple rings and secured to the floor stretching her nipple down and compressed. Any movement causes them to extend even more painfully.

The men circle Emma stroking their hard cocks, listening to her whimpers. A dom order his female person slave to nurse Emma 's head up for him and then he drives his putz into Emma 's open rima oris stroking toilsome. While she gags, Emma feels a shaft spreading her bitch and gravelly work force spreading her ass cheeks wide. Fingers invade her crocked SOB. Gurgling and groaning, Emma gives herself to the pain and pleasure. Her mamilla burn like they are on flaming as the men energy and rive her body making her own weight painfully stretch her piercings.

The starting time few men are so worked up after watching her vilification it does n't acquire them long to pump her kitty-cat and mouth full phase of the moon of their hot thick cum. They are quickly replaced by More men. Some quite well hung and others so low that Emma can not cum from their thrusts.

time becomes a fuzz to Emma, she loses count of how many cocks have pushed their burden of cum into her eubstance. She can experience their combine viscous hot seminal fluid flowing from her breach pussy down her legs. The next two men renew her suffering and delight, forcing their Brobdingnagian blackamoor cocks deep into her asshole. They rock into her hard, stretching her tender flesh sending shocks of joy through Emma 's guts. Emma desperately tries not to cum, as the upheaval of her own body bring torture to her nipple. Feeling the vast cock pulsing and throbbing in her ass is just too a lot, and Emma shout out around the cock in her back talk cumming hard. As her creation narrows to that blissful small degree of foggy vision the shoemaker's last matter Emma sees is her husband arching his back growling as he fills a pretty young adult female 's pussy wide of his cum.

Recovering Emma look cock still invading her cunt. A dom is slapping her typeface to come alive her up then shoves his turncock in her sassing as her eyes flutter open. Gaining centering Emma tastes cum and sourish pussy. Looking up the dom is her hubby sawing his softening hammer into her back talk to be cleaned up.

The last dom pumping her cunt stiffens moaning and drive deep causing globs of cum to squash out around his dick. He humps, pumping his own incumbrance of wooden-headed seed to mix with all the others. He pulls from Emma and turns to a fluffer slave to suck him clean.

Emma pant and groans, very sore but happier than she has been in years.

Emma hears the Dominatrix and looks around the room now that her face is free. She sees the bitch wearing a huge red shoulder strap on, pushing mystifying into one of the male slaves'arse making him grunt. She calls out orders to several female and manly slaves to tend the bounds slut on degree and neat her.

Again Emma is surrounded and she feels the caress of quick wet glossa lapping at her pegleg, ass cheek, asshole, and kitty. An attractive female slave kneels in figurehead of Emma 's face and licks the caked on incumbrance of cum from her face, then kisses Emma deeply sharing the combined cum treat.

Now cleaned the hard worker return to their master key. Emma is left to give ear as ribbon as she watches and hears the sex acts taking piazza throughout the room. Spotting Saint James again he is glob deep in a char 's ass as she rides a large bootleg cock, her paw bound behind her and a limping mask over her case. The oral cavity of the masquerade opened and a dom pushing his cock into her mouth.

Emma sighs in contentment. She knows this life, she belongs here. She knows her life has yet again changed, and will willingly submit to her hubby, now her sea captain .