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

For weeks now James has been becoming more aggressive with Emma around the business firm 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 dissimilar attitude using her pussy and ass as he pleased.

Emma has wondered about this change in her married man, but to herself admits that she feels so much Sir Thomas More satisfy when he dominates her and uses her like the slave, cum fornicatress she used to be. Emma continues to put on a front, complaining about the insult, asking what has gotten into James as he plunges his cock deep into her ass. He never answers but grunt and fucks harder, making Emma 's toes curlicue, her grievous large tits sway wildly as she screams and moans out her pleasance.

It is a Thursday evening. Emma and James I have just finished supper. James excuses himself to his den saying he has some employment to finish for tomorrow. After doing the dishes and putting the business firm to order, Emma is walking down the hallway. The den door is ajar and she hears moan and riot. queer, she peeks in. James has the big screen on his den rampart on, hooked to his laptop computer. On the screenland there is a orotund egg white female ass being caned. Red welt are rising with every strike making the woman screech again then moan in delight. A set of mitt reach into the picture and spread the ass astray exposing the rumple dickhead, and the very wet cunt that is gushing huge amounts of kitty pick.

Emma gasps in surprise. The ass and pussy are hers. She recognizes the clit and labia piercings on the screen. Then as to confirm this, the tv camera Angle changes to her cheek that is hung over the edge of a terrace. A huge inkiness ball gag stuffed in her oral fissure. rip stream from her face. The camera goes glower to show her monumental pierced tits hanging through hollow cut in the workbench. Very heavy weights attached to the anchor ring that run through her nipples making them extend out and sway.

Emma sees her husband sitting in his high back chairwoman. His pants around his ankles. Stroking his rooster slowly and grinning at the cleft in the door. A shiver of excitement and reverence shoots down Emma 's spine. She knows she is caught. She knows her secret is out.

James'evil grin deepens. He tells Emma to get her whore ass into the den. The years of conditioning and training from Ed kick in automatically and Emma vacillation the threshold wide entering the room looking at the flooring. Without thinking she replies to James I, What do you hope, professional.

James, pleased with the reception, orders Emma to strip her top off and kneel between his knees. Emma wastes no time shedding her shirt and bra, freeing her massive tit for her hubby. She sinks to her knees between his and awaits his demand.

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

Emma opens her backtalk, snag in her eye, knowing once again she is being pulled into the lifestyle she worked so punishing to leave rump for a formula life. Emma, using all the skills she learned in her younker sinks onto Saint James 's cock taking him to the back of her pharynx gagging laborious then letting her husband have her throat for the very for the first time time in their 10 days of man and wife. Henry James howls his pleasure thrusting hard holding Emma 's face tight to him. Her nose smashed into his pubes, and his balls on her chin. She has his 8 inches of blockheaded hammer throb in her throat as she milks his shaft. James II only lets Emma up when she struggles and looks like she will drop dead out from lack of air, then shoves back deep after a few necessitate breathing place.

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

That 's right jade, I know. I know all of it. How you gave your 18 year old slit to that dirty pervert. How he trained you to be such a good little whore. How you fucked your own female parent and father at his management. No, no do not turn back sucking my cock bitch. I do not need you to explain anything. You should receive told me retentive ago. Now you are my striver. My beef, My whore. James II roughly face screw Emma 's throat a few times to make his period, and she settles down and accepts her circumstances sucking her husband 's cock meat.

Epistle of James goes on to explain a chance showdown a few months ago. He had a very important business concern coming together in his office with a powerful rich client. The client saw the pictures on Jame 's desk of Emma, and asked about her and how she was doing. Curious how the node knew his shy, quieten, wife, James started asking head.

The customer told tales of wild parties they had been to. Kinky wild stuff King James I had only ever dreamed he could take part in. In fact he had tried to peach Emma into some of the acts on respective occasions only to be denied. This client come to detect out used to be into the adult video product byplay. Not only had they produced and filmed the video now playing on the concealment behind the gagging sucking Emma. They had also fucked Emma on several occasions, abusing her for the crowd to enjoy. The client was a woman, tall, fit, and very strong willed. In fact the very same woman that had tortured and fucked Emma at her very first BDSM party that ED rented her out to for a party favor.

The strong dominant womanhood, on their third meeting, dropped a flip driveway on James River'desk. With a wicked grin she told him to ascertain the videos of his cyprian wife in military action. Then went on to explicate the terms of the current mass they had been negotiating with King James'company. She went on to say her terms were not open to negotiation any retentive, take it or give it.

After James sampled the videos on the movement, his dresser fell seeing his wife used, misuse, and begging for more. James II agrees to the terms.

The dominatrix, grinning, produces the papers to be signed plopping them on the desk then leaning in inch from James face. She tells him that Emma will once again be subject to domination, and the life she trained for. To bring her to the address she quickly scribbles on a sheet of paper, on the date she provides. If not, a copy of the videos of Emma will be distributed to Jesse James'better half, his neighbors, and anyone else of importance. James River gulps, then just nods in agreement. He will have to find a way to make Emma perform the enactment.

smiling widely, the dominatrix pats Henry James face and tells him how very pleased she is that the hand is now done. Seeing the disquieted look on his face she encourages James to delight the new liveliness, in fact if he can prevail his slut well it could be quite profitable.

pushing Emma back roughly, before exploding down her talented throat, James orders Emma to strip her pants off as he finishes the taradiddle of her being outed.

Still crying almost hysterically, Emma strips her pants and panty off exposing her bare puss.

King James stands and pushes his naked wife over his desk facing the screen where the video recording from years ago still played. In the TV, Emma is deep throating a huge fake strap on dong that is being squeeze down her throat by a dominatrix. Emma tries to close her heart and face away, completely humiliated. The old spirit of fervour are taking over her kitty-cat no matter how toilsome she tries to abnegate she loves to be humiliated and used.

James rams his toilsome rooster between her cunt lips and impales his married woman. Ramming hard and recondite. 'tween jab he grunts out what lifetime will now have got in store for Emma.

James I tells Emma of the many phantasy that she will now build a reality. Tells her she will love anyone he tells her to. That she no longer has any other design in life but to be his fuck toy. Pulling her hair back hard making Emma squeal loudly, he asks her if she understands.

Emma pants out a quick yes skipper. King James I can find her slippery wet cunt contracting hard on his cock. He rips his centre 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 combination of the rough fucking, and his watchword driving her over the sharpness. Try as she might, it was just too late when James had ordered her to withhold her delight. Her pelvic arch hump the air, and she strains against the pulling of her hair as she cries out her joy into the room. Her pussy squirting her slick creamy pussy juices.

SMACK ! ! ! ! ! ! James smacks Emma 's ass cheeks as hard as he can, raising hand mark welts 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 St. James bloodline his dick up with Emma 's asshole that is throbbing in time with her pussy catching. He spears the head of his cock in roughly prying her hole loose to accept him.

Emma cries out in pain and delight. New levels of bliss that she has not felt since Ed, cattle ranch through her inner core and the perpetual orgasm seizes her body. Her muscles lock up, she gurgles and moan as her eyes 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 asshole milking his grueling hammer as he thrusts deeper, instead of resistivity and complaints as she always voiced in the yesteryear, she is now humping her fat ass back as backbreaking as she can trying to rent his whole stopcock deep in her grit.

Emma begs pathetically for forgiveness, telling James that she could not help cumming, to please roll in the hay her worthless asshole.

James slams hard and mysterious with slow chance event, loving how Emma 's fat ass buttock ripple with each shock. He growls out to Emma to shut out the fuck up and take his cock. The taut pack of her ass gripping his peter and pulsing on it is too practically for St. James, he thrusts deep. His ass clench tight, and he arches his back with the military force he is drilling his rooster to its base in Emma 's cumming ass. pulsing of his own orgasm washing over him and his cock jumps and heart deep in the whining groaning Emma as he fills her ass with his hot cum.

Finally finished pumping his hussy wife full moon, 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. St. James picks up her head and shoves his ass covered cummy dick in her mouth. He tells Emma to suck him uncontaminating.

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

Take your ass to the salon tomorrow and get a makeover. We are going to that club I have been trying to assume you to for age tomorrow night. Emma just looks up while she sucks James'balls. skillful I see you remember how to be a slavish little cyprian Epistle of James tells her. Before that night is done we will have new TV of you to savor. As I told you in the past times when you told me no over and over again, it is a swinger club that caters to the BDSM kink. Emma just nods her head with a mouth full of softening cock. She knows the club well. Ed took her there many times to whore her out in the past tense.

James push Emma from his stopcock. Reaches down into a desk drawer and hands Emma a catch. Here you wear this at nursing home and to the cabaret tomorrow night. James hands Emma another small box. Put these in also. I know you were pierced in the past from the jam in your twat and tits. Emma starts to judder her head no.. What is that hussy ? Are you daring to narrate me no ? Emma draws a breathing spell and rip stream from her optic, how could this be happening, she thought she closed that chapter in her life-time. It will be done master key, Emma says. Emma opens the box and a thrill rushes to her pussy. Inside the box are labored gauge titanium rings with risque pearl closing. They are much thicker than her old jewelry, and she has not worn gang for geezerhood so she knows the new doughnut will be very dreadful to slide through.

Epistle of James waves a dismissive hand to Emma. Go take a shower and put those in hussy. I will inspect you after you 're done. Dropping her head to appear at the level Emma shuffles from the den to go do as she is told. King James turns back to the video still playing where Emma is on projection screen jacking two large inglorious cocks while she opens her oral cavity to take a lading of cum from a third.

In the shower, Emma soaps her physical structure and lets the steamer water run over her physical structure as she sobs. She considers her selection. She can leave behind James II, and try to start again. Or she can submit and accept her fate in life that she is a desirable slavish cyprian. She had thought she escaped the lifestyle when Ed passed away all those days ago. She was still his slave at the meter of his death, and truthful 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 most of his land to family unit. It was enough for Emma to live comfortably for days until she met James.

Letting the store flood her mind, Emma realizes she had not escaped the lifestyle at all but had been hiding from it because she missed her old passkey so very much. Her sobs turn to a wide grinning of delight, realizing she can again live to please her man.

The cascade done, Emma stands in front of the mirror. Using a bit of lubricator she forces a thick ring into one of her tit piercing holes. The pain is fervent and acute as she slowly force-out it through her rubbery nipple. The pain sent shivers of delight to her throbbing clit. The old notion flooding into her. She repeats with the opposition incline, moaning in pleasure when it is finally in and the beads in berth. Lifting one leg to rest her heel on the sink, Emma rubs the clit halo between her wet pussy sass lubing it then takes a deep breath pressing it hard into the almost seal hole from years ago. A shriek of painfulness, followed by moans of pleasance flight Emma as the ring slides through. She repeats the process for her inner kitty 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 to scrutinise her work. Her tits, and pussy on fire throbbing pleasurably. Her cunt waterlogged wet and running down over her used cocksucker.

The lodge.

The next day Emma does as her hubby had commanded. She visits her favourite salon and gets the works done. Nails, whisker, composition, she even gets an anal bleaching done. After the salon, Emma went to the grownup clothing store she knew of and picked out several revealing token. The day wearing long Emma returned home to get ready for her husband to take her out tonight.

Emma finds herself blushing as she puts on the sexy clothes she was requested to wear. Starting with the fishing net stockings, then a supporter belt to have got them up. No panties for Emma tonight. Then the lacy shelf bra makes her tit stand out from her pectus, making her already voluptuous figure stand out more. Then she slips into the skin tight leather mini skirt that is so tight it hugs her big ass like a second gear peel. For her top she puts on a black sheer lacing top that shows plenty of her tit cleavage. Lastly she slides her fresh painted toes into a twain of 6 in spike heel come fuck me heals.

Emma 's grimace burns bright red as she straps on her own slave neckband. She remembers the 24-hour interval when this was convention life for her. Now she is feeling shy, not knowing if men and women will still want her after putting on a few more class and Pound.

James walks into the bedroom finding Emma finishing the final stage trace to her outfit. His cock hardens in his pants instantly. He never dreamed he would be able to get his sexy but reserved married woman to snip like a harlot and go out into public this way.

The ride to the club is not eventful, mostly silence. The solitary demand made of Emma is to hike her wench So James can glance over to watch her fingerbreadth her already wet snatch. By the time they park, Emma is breathing severe, and moan when she is told to remove her digit.

walk behind James on a trio attached to her choker the pair enter the club to a noisy gang chatting, and drink in the main room. Everywhere Emma looks she sees hard worker fair sex, and some men attending their Edgar Lee Masters. Some on leashes, some not. Some partially dressed with bosom exposed or often for the male slaves their chests and crotches bare.

Emma feels anxiousness rise. She knows William James is fully aware of her previous life now, but worried how he might react seeing her preform those sex human activity with his own heart. Will he still want her or dispose 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 deep in opinion that she failed to find James bug out to walk again. Emma hurries to trace.

James leads Emma to an unfold board and directs her to go under to her knee joint 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 mass stop to talk to James IV and compliment him on his striver. A few ask if Emma is available to join the fun in the back rooms. King James declines the requests but hands out business sized scorecard to the men and charwoman, he lets them know that in about half an 60 minutes in the main romp room Emma will be participating in an attractive feature they are welcome to number vigil.

Emma suddenly gets a tingle running up her spine as the next voice she hears speaking to St. James she will never blank out. She knows without looking that it is the bull dominatrix that broke her in at that first party old age ago. Emma now knows that this outcome has been pre arranged between her love married man and this harsh bitch. Emma knows her limits will be explored, there is no longer any doubt about what King James expects their new relationship to be.

After a few pleasantries, and a few potable St. James the Apostle stands tugging the leash letting Emma know to stand up and come after. She listens as James and the bitch talk of the town about demarcation line. Epistle of James happily tells the dom bitch to do anything she wishes to the slovenly woman. Just no permanent damage or sucker. King James hears Emma moan pathetically behind him, knowing her fortune before it even begins.

Entering the main playroom, King James hands over the leash to the dominatrix. There are already respective people in the room waiting for the show. Many have their slaves on knee servicing their cocks or pussies fluffing them. To Emma 's horror she sees several people with television camera on their shoulder ready to record her humiliation. A chill runs through her body, and her pussy heart rate under her skirt.

The Dominatrix, leads Emma up onto the fire weapons platform in the center of the elbow room. And starts speaking to the crowd.

"Welcome friends. Tonight we have a special goody. Some of you may commend her from years past. Others will cum to know the pleasures that this very special slattern can provide."“ Though in hiding since her last master left this world, by well-chosen chance she has been discovered again, and her new master is very felicitous to parcel her torso with us."“ When invited, you are all more than welcome to use the slave anyway you see fit, her overlord petition you do no lasting damage or marks."“ Let us start ”. The Dominatrix says as she cracks a party whip in the air making Emma jump.

The Dom kickoff pulls her soma fitting greatcoat off, tossing it to the side. Now standing in a mordant girdle that has gob for her prominent breast to fit through, wearing no panties or anything else to hide her very precisely prepare pussycat. There is a 2 inch all-inclusive short-change cropped landing flight strip of whisker right above her pussy. Her sizeable ass on display. She wears mid thigh high spiked leather boots that are laced from the toes to the top. Her dead range dyke elan bleak haircut, contrasting the light makeup and blood red lipstick she is wearing.

She sets about the task of cuffing Emma 's wrist to concatenation suspended from a skeletal frame. She signals two men at hand crosspatch winches and they start cranking, spreading Emma 's coat of arms out and up. Soon Emma is suspended a few column inch from the level, her peg wall hanging limp and helpless. The dominatrix pulls hard on the annulus Emma is wearing, it slowly slides down away exposing her garter belt then her smooth shaved twat mound, her ass springs free from the childbed and jiggles. Next her ankles are cuffed and the clicking of the winches fills the room as her legs are circularise wide-eyed exposing her very wet twat to the crew.

Emma feels the chagrin burn mark in her soulfulness, helpless to take a shit it turn back. She moans at the soreness from her shoulders and pelvic girdle as they are spread. run of juices run from her pussy drippage from her pussy closed chain. Glancing up to see if her husband is enjoying her abasement, she spots him close to the edge of the stage. A young fit blonde slave on her human knee gagging and slurping his cock as he watches Emma. James has a very dissimilar look on his face than Emma is used to seeing. sword frigidity centre and a wide smile paints his cheek.

The dominatrix roughly pulls and crying Emma 's new shirt, shredding it from her consistency. She feels the bra being removed and now she is fully exposed to the elbow room full of strangers.

The dominatrix now starts draping a multi tailed leather flog over Emma 's shoulder letting the thin shoulder strap tickle her cutis. She trails it over each tit slowly savoring the fright in Emma 's eyes. She rubs the handle lightly through Emma 's swollen pussycat lips, then brings it to Emma 's back talk telling her to lick her disgusting pussy from the flog. Emma complies by licking and sucking her sticky thick clear pussy fluids from the offered toy. The crew sunshine and starts chanting whip her, whip her.

James watches intently, shoving the slave off his cock so he will not cum to soon, the gripe on stage draw play back her arm and wales a smash of the flog across Emma 's ass. The wet meaty slap of the shoulder strap is quickly followed by the wail of botheration from Emma struggling in her debar bondage. More smacking of the flog and the wails quickly turn to grunt of delight from his slutty married woman swinging from the chains. He watches as her clear kitty juice turns creamy dripping from her swollen charge cunt.

When Emma 's screeching of bother play to grunts of pleasure, the dominatrix moves around front, and flogs Emma 's large tits. welt of red rise up across her Andrew D. White flesh. Her nipple overhear various of the blow making her cry then groan.

The dom holds Emma 's Kuki-Chin up with the flog, asking her if she is cumming without asking for permission ? Emma bastard and moans out a yes Mam. The Dom grins widely and snaps her fingerbreadth. A slave quickly approaches handing a short stubby twist to the dom. She clicks a push button on its side holding it up for Emma to see the raw electric arc jumping from gunpoint to channelize. She touches the inhabit toy to one nipple then the other making Emma convulse and screech. Her pussy loosing all restraint and gushing her pussy juices in reverse lightning as the pleasance from the twisting overwhelms her. The dom laughs cruely and pushes the toy against Emma 's clit while she tries to hump her rose hip. Fresh wails of pain in the ass and pleasance as the toy shocks her sensitive pulsating clit.

Emma 's capitulum rolls limply as her orgasm fades. The Dom, pleased with the reactions, turns back to the crowd. She invites anyone that wishes to sample the working girl to use her. The crew surges towards the stage. The dom takes the clock time to reposition Emma 's control so that she is still suspended off the trading floor but turn down, bent at the waistline. Her wrist joint now bound behind her spine. A thick belt around her ribs just under her tits holding her speed body up. Clipped chains are hooked to Emma 's tit band and secured to the trading floor stretching her pap down and tight. Any effort causes them to stretch even more painfully.

The men circle Emma stroking their hard hammer, listening to her whimpers. A dom rescript his female slave to obtain Emma 's head word up for him and then he drives his hammer into Emma 's open mouth stroking firmly. While she gags, Emma feels a stopcock spreading her snatch and rough workforce spreading her ass cheeks wide-eyed. Fingers invade her tight asshole. Gurgling and groaning, Emma gives herself to the hurting and delight. Her nipple burn like they are on fire as the men thrust and pull out her consistence making her own weight painfully stretch her piercings.

The world-class few men are so worked up after watching her abuse it does n't take them long to pump her pussy and mouth full of their hot thick cum. They are quickly replaced by more men. Some quite well hung and others so small that Emma can not cum from their stab.

fourth dimension becomes a fuzz to Emma, she loses count of how many turncock have pushed their loads of cum into her torso. She can find their combined sticky hot seed flowing from her gaped pussy down her legs. The next two men renew her excruciation and joy, forcing their huge black prick deep into her asshole. They rock into her unvoiced, stretching her bid flesh sending jar of pleasure through Emma 's catgut. Emma desperately tries not to cum, as the convulsions of her own body bring torment to her knocker. Feeling the huge tool pulsing and throbbing in her ass is just too practically, and Emma watchword out around the cock in her mouthpiece cumming hard. As her existence narrows to that blissful little point of fuzzy sight the endure matter Emma sees is her hubby arching his back growling as he fills a pretty young adult female 's pussy full of his cum.

Recovering Emma spirit cock still invading her cunt. A dom is slapping her fount to ignite her up then shoves his tool in her mouth as her eyes hoo-hah unresolved. Gaining focal point Emma tastes cum and tart puss. Looking up the dom is her hubby sawing his softening tool into her mouth to be cleaned up.

The last dom pumping her pussy stiffens moaning and jabbing deep causing clod of cum to squash out around his dick. He humps, pumping his own load of thick seed to mix with all the others. He pulls from Emma and turns to a fluffer hard worker to suck him neat.

Emma pants and groans, very sore but happy than she has been in old age.

Emma hears the Dominatrix and looks around the room now that her face is justify. She sees the bitch wearing a huge red strap on, pushing cryptical into one of the male person slaves'prick making him grunt. She calls out decree to several female and male slave to be given the bound slut on point and clean her.

Again Emma is surrounded and she feels the caress of warm wet tongues lapping at her legs, ass cheeks, motherfucker, and cunt. An attractive female slave kneels in nominal head of Emma 's face and licks the caked on rafts of cum from her look, then kisses Emma deeply sharing the combined cum dainty.

Now cleaned the slaves return to their masters. Emma is left to flow as medallion as she watches and hears the sex acts taking berth throughout the room. Spotting James again he is balls deep in a woman 's ass as she rides a large pitch-black cock, her hands bound behind her and a gimpiness masquerade party over her aspect. The mouthpiece of the masquerade opened and a dom pushing his cock into her mouth.

Emma sighs in contentment. She knows this life sentence, she belongs here. She knows her life has yet again changed, and will willingly put forward to her married man, now her victor .