[MasterBilly]

We drove back into town with Amanda and Sharon largely ignoring me and pulled up onto the driveway of a large detached house. All of us entered the house and once in the main reception room I was ordered to strip and lie on my back in the middle of the carpet. As I lay down I adopted the missionary position pushing my knees out wide, giving them both a superb view of my pussy. It seemed to me the more that I played the slut then the less that I got abused afterwards and after everything that I had been through today I was not sure if I could handle any more abuse.

Sharon smiled down at me, amused by how submissive that I was becoming as Amanda removed her dress followed by her pink knickers. She squatted down on her knees over my face and I looked up at her hairy pussy, she was an ‘out and proud’ lesbian and I knew what I was about to be told to do, even in front of her girlfriend.

“Well get to work Slut, make me come and make it good,” Amanda told me, I looked across at Sharon, she was smiling and pointing a camera at my face, another porn movie in the making, oh well, I was becoming quite a star.

I lifted my head up and got to work, if there was one thing that I had learnt in prison then it was eating women out.

I knew all the tricks and I knew how to bring Amanda off quickly and get this over with. I also knew that a woman who has recently orgasmed was usually a lot calmer and happier than one who had not, it was definitely in my interest to make Amanda calm and happy as soon as I could.

I quickly had her grinding her fanny into my face and going by the moans that were coming out of her she was clearly enjoying it, as she got closer she was getting more and more aggressive with her grinding, something that I did not anticipate at the beginning! In fact her rubbing of her fanny on to my face was actually starting to hurt. She suddenly grabbed hold of my hair in one hand and really pounded herself into me, she was close and very soon she was orgasming into my face. She kept grinding for a few more moments, smearing her juices all over my face and even into my hair.

“That looked good,” said Sharon, I looked up at her, she was only a couple of feet away and still pointing the camera at my face.

“It was fucking awesome, she is one good pussy licker, that was deffinately not her first time, all that ‘anti-Lesbo’ stuff she has given us two in work and she’s the biggest lesbian slut going,” Amanda replied pulling her dress back over her head and adjusting it straight.

“Yeah and she’s an Ass To Mouth slut too, don’t forget her in work today,” Sharon reminded her as if she needed reminding.

None of it was true, I was forced to perform Ass To Mouth by Theresa Barrett, I was forced to perform oral in prison on a daily basis and sometimes more often, I became good against my own will. But I was not allowed to say that, I had to take all insults on the chin.

“Your turn next Sharon, have fun,” said Amanda to her friend, I watched as Sharon took off her skirt, shoes and finally a small pair of light blue knickers. My lips and nose were numb and I prayed that Sharon would be gentle with me.

She was, taking hold of a fistful of my hair she held my head in position as I licked out my second woman in a matter of minutes. Sharon had a well trimmed pussy and it occurred to me that this was probably the pleasantest pussy that I had ever eaten out. Then suddenly what was I thinking of, the pleasantest, you mean the least unpleasant.

Again I did a good job and soon had her in the ‘throws of orgasm’ though in fairness she was as horny as hell before I had got my tongue anywhere near her twat.

As she did cum she banged my head down against the floor and raised her hips slightly, I had a brief glance of Amanda holding her phone close to Sharon’s vagina and my face before Sharon erupted. She was a squirter and boy did she squirt, completely plastering my face.

Sharon climbed of me and I could just make out her face through my cum covered eyeballs, her face was bright red, totally flushed.

“That fucking bitch is something else,” called out Sharon, her voice on the edge of hysteria. I had clearly done her some good, strangely I actually felt proud of myself.

“We’ve still got about ten minutes, how about the slut puts on a show for us,” asked Amanda.

“What were you thinking of,” Sharon replied. I saw Amanda go over to a set of drawers and pulled open the bottom one; withdrawing a dildo, it was a standard 7 inch flexible dildo.

“Here Slut, stand there and bring yourself off for our entertainment,” Amanda ordered, pointing to a spot about four feet from the far wall.

“Can I clean my face first please Miss Amanda?”

“No, Miss Barrett will be here shortly, I’m sure she’ll want to see your cum face, if you excuse the expression,” Amanda told me.

As I turned my back on her to walk to the required position I quickly and discreetly wiped the corners of my eyes clean, I got away with it, neither Amanda nor Sharon spotted it.

I faced them both, spread my legs and inserted the dildo, Amanda was recording me with her phone, Sharon now with her skirt back on, just sat and watched, her face still flushed and with an excited sparkle in her eyes.

This task was simply meant to degrade me and I knew it, I stood there pumping away and lightly scratching my nipple with my spare hand and getting nowhere, no feeling of eroticism whatsoever. Amanda and Sharon were still seemingly enjoying the show, but it was going nowhere! After a while I heard the chime of the front door opening.

“We’re in here,” called out Sharon, seconds later the door to the room opened and Theresa walked in.

“Hey girls, you’re supposed to be the one’s having fun, not the Slut,” Theresa told them, Slut seemingly was my new name.

“We’ve had loads of fun Miss Barrett, we were just killing time until you arrived,” Sharon replied.

“Oh well, I’m ready now, if you’d all like to follow me to the basement ladies,” Theresa was instructing us, not inviting us.

She led us all back into the main corridor, Amanda put her phone down and instructed me to leave the dildo. In the corridor Theresa opened the third door that she passed, flicked on a light switch and went down some stairs with the three of us following. At the bottom of the stairs we entered a dimly lit room, though all the walls were white, which created some reflective light.

It was a strange room, along the far wall was an enormous mirror, some 7 foot by 14 foot long I would guess, to the side of the mirror was a second door. But the strangest thing in the room was the chair, which could best be described as a gynaecologists chair, with leg restraints wide apart; the chair was facing directly at the mirror.

Theresa produced a butt plug, some lubricant and a vibrator, I did not recognise the vibrator, but the butt plug was the first one that she had used on me earlier in the day.

“If you look up at the top of the wall behind the chair you will see a camera Slut, it is pointing directly at the mirror and the reflection of the chair.”

I looked at where Theresa was pointing, there was indeed a camera on the edge of the ceiling pointing directly over the back of the chair at the mirror on the opposite wall. I would end up on the chair, I knew that and the camera would get an excellent view of my most private area, via the mirror.

“So Slut, (How they loved calling me Slut) me, Amanda and Sharon will go through that door next to the mirror and into the recording room, when we turn the lights up here you will lube up the butt plug, insert it in you, climb on the chair, raise the legs to the highest level and then bring yourself of to orgasm for the camera,” Theresa instructed me, pointing to the chair controls as she said ‘raise the legs’.

“Once you have orgasmed you will suck the vibrator and the plug clean and then join us in the recording room, is that clear?” Theresa asked for confirmation.

“Yes Miss Barrett,” I said curtsying, Amanda and Sharon both smiled at this.

“Remember Slut, do not start until I turn the lights up, leg supports to the highest level, do not even think of faking the orgasm, lick both toys clean and then join us in the recording room,” Theresa stated, repeating her key points before leading Amanda and Sharon through the door next to the mirror.

I studied the two toys for a few minutes, feeling them and running them through my fingers when the lights suddenly went very bright, it actually shocked me for a second. One final look at the vibrator I glanced at the mirror and the thought flashed through my mind, ‘this is it, let’s just make it good and get it over with’.

I picked up the plug and the lube and facing the mirror I liberally lubricated it up, turning my back to the mirror I bent over, stuck my bum out, spread my legs and giving the camera an excellent shooting angle, slipped the plug up my bum, actually it slipped in very easily.

Climbing onto the chair with the vibrator in my hand, I put my legs in the rest and pressed the ‘raise’ button on the control panel. My legs came right up and spread out wide in the most vulgar fashion. By the time that the leg rests were in the highest position I was almost doubled up, my butt plug clearly on view to the camera.

In this position I masturbated myself to orgasm, it took a while, I was not exactly comfortable and it was my seventh orgasm of the day, but I got there, at one point I was even pumping my plug with my spare hand. It was not my best orgasm of my life, to be honest it was probably the worst one of the day but I had had some good ones! I slowly pulled the vibrator out of me and looked at it. It was soaking with my juices, I opened my mouth and put the tip in and licked it clean, I entered it in further and further, to see if I could get the whole thing into my mouth, I could but only just. I was making myself look a right slut for the camera, I still had not lowered the rests one inch and my ‘netherlands’ were still obscenely spread wide open. At the same time I was deep throating a vibrator that was covered in my own pussy juices. I just hoped that this performance would ease the pressure on me and Theresa Barrett would hopefully leave me alone afterwards.

I managed to suck it completely clean just by deep throating it and I held it up for the camera, not knowing if the camera was strong enough to spot how clean it was. My hips breathed a sigh of relief as I lowered the leg rests and I was able to climb out of the chair. I stretched my legs a couple of times before bending over and showing my bum to the camera. I pulled on the plug and it slipped out easily, my bum was obviously a lot slacker than it was at the start of the day, I pushed it back in and pulled it out again, then pushed it in and pulled it out a third time, this time completely out. Straightening up and turning around I made eye contact with the reflection of the camera in the mirror and with what I hoped was my most seductive huge grin I put the plug in my mouth and sucked clean every inch of it.

Taking it out of my mouth I held it up for inspection by the camera only inches from my lips with a shy half smile across my face. A few moments later with both toys lying on the chair I headed for the recording room hoping that I would receive some good news.

The door was on a spring and required force to push it open, it slammed shut behind me and I noticed that there was no handle on the recording room side, a little strange to say the least. The door opened into a small alcove before opening into what was obviously a much bigger room. I nonchalantly strode forwards into the room, it was full, of fully clothed people! Every single member of the main office at work, all eleven of them plus Theresa Barrett.

Shocked to the core I instantly covered my fanny and boobs with my arms as the room erupted with a massive cheer, clapping, wolf whistles the lot.

“Nice show Mary,” shouted one.

“Mary James you are a total slut and on camera too,” called another.

“Do you want to do another show for us in here Mary,” Pete said out loud, Pete was one of the few men who worked in the office.

“Show? I don’t know what you mean,” I said pathetically.

“We’ve all just been watching you masturbate through the window, you can’t deny it,” Pete laughed as he pointed to his right. I stepped forwards tentatively and looked where he was pointing, there was a huge window in exactly the same position as where the mirror was in the room that I had just left. It was a fucking 2-way mirror. I could see everything clearly in there, the white walls, the camera, the fucking chair with the toys left on it. Every bastard in the office had just watched me masturbate in the dirtiest, sluttiest fashion possible from just a few feet away. Most of them had their phones out as well and probably recorded it. As the realisation hit me I felt myself becoming very light headed, I could feel my knees giving way as I sank to the ground.

When I came around I was lying on a couch at the back of the room, a few people had clearly left, I did a quick head count, there were still nine in the room, so three had left.

“Mary you really are a total slut aren’t you?” one of the girls had seen that I was awake and came to talk to me, well insult me. I treated the entire office like bitches, I was not going to get an easy ride here.

“I’m not a slut,” I retorted.

“Mary, you used a butt plug whilst bringing yourself off and then licked it clean, on camera,” she spat down at me.

“I didn’t know that there was a camera,” I protested weakly, this just brought a large laugh of derision from the rest of the room.

“Mary we all saw Miss Barrett pointing the camera out to you when you entered the room,” she replied.

I just broke down in tears at this point, hands in my face, I didn’t care if everybody in the room was staring at my tits and pussy. This was just horrible.

By the time that I had composed myself another 2 had left, the girl that had been horrible and one of the men, two more girls were just leaving at that point as well.

“Mary James you are a fucking slut,” one of them whispered into my ear, the other just shook her head with a look of disgust on her face. I felt like crying again but I had to tough this out. Still naked I got up, making not attempt to cover my bits l tried to join the others.

Pete, the guy that laughed at me, Trisha, the typist and youngest girl in the office as well as the quietist, she looked like butter would not melt in her mouth, Theresa of course, Amanda and Sharon, five of them.

“I’m looking forward to getting a blow job from you later on in the week,” Pete told me in a loud brash manner.

“I don’t think that that’s going to happen,” I smiled sweetly, this morning he would have never dared say that to me, now though things were a lot different.

“Not according to Miss Barrett, she says that things like that are possible to arrange,” Pete said smiling and shrugging his shoulders.

I did not dare look at Theresa, I just stared at Pete, trying my best to smile at him in a non-committal way. But the point was not lost on me, unless I could find a way out of this very quickly then I would be giving Pete a blow job!

“I want you on your knees and I want you to swallow every drop,” he smirked.

I retained my non-committal smile, so swallowing sperm, another first for me, but I showed no emotion. Just at this point I noticed Trisha, squatting down on her heels and pointing her phone only inches from my pussy. I made no attempt to move away or cover myself, what would be the point now? But this was uncomfortable.

“Getting a nice view from down there are you?” I asked sarcastically.

“It’s not bad but could you move your thighs apart please,” Trisha replied.

“Er, no!” I stated incredulously.

At this point I heard Theresa clear her throat, I clearly knew what it meant and I moved my thighs about 18 inches apart.

“Just a little wider please!”

Pissed off at having to do this for the youngest girl in the office, of all people, I moved my thighs another foot apart.

“Thanks,” said Trisha, obviously still recording my fanny.

“What a slut,” laughed Pete.

By the time that she had enough video footage of my fanny Pete was ready for leaving.

“If you’re going now is there any chance that you can give me a lift?” Trisha asked.

“Yeah okay, are you ready now?” Pete replied.

“One mo, I just want a quick full frontal snapshot. Mary or Slut or whatever your name is now. Can you put one hand on your hip, one on the back of your head and face the camera. ”Was there any point in trying to resist? None whatsoever.

“Tell you what Trisha, why don’t you pose next to her, you know, one naked and one fully clothed, pass me your phone and I will take it,” offered Pete after Trisha had taken about three shots of me.

So I ended up with Trisha, arms around each other, both smiling like we were totally happy with it all. She was about 8 years younger than me and I could have eaten her for breakfast. That was followed by Pete insisting on posing with me and finally the pair of them, which Amanda happily took, me in the middle, Trisha to the left and Pete to the right, all smiling like Cheshire cats.

Pete and Trisha left together making a point of saying goodbye to me in their own little way.


“Goodbye Slut,” grinned Pete as he flicked one of my nipples on the way past, it hurt, but I tried not to show it.

“Cheerio Slut, I cannot wait to see your next performance,” smiled Trisha brightly, placing a hand on each boob and giving my boobs a quick squeeze, this had clearly been one of the better days of her life.

Then there were just four of us again.

“What are you going to do now Slut?” asked Amanda.

“Dunno,” I replied stupidly, looking down at my feet.

“Let’s go up to the dining room and talk about this,” Theresa declared smiling.

As I followed the three girls I could not help but notice how comfortable I now was being naked around them; compared with when Theresa grabbed me by the hair earlier on in the day and paraded me in front of Amanda and Sharon for the first time, then I was totally humiliated.

We entered the dining room, the formal dining table took centre stage, obviously, there were seats for 8 people. At the top end of the table were a set of clothes, my clothes, complete with underwear, on top of the pile for maximum exposure and my set of keys.

Theresa sat on one of the middle seats, Amanda to her right, Sharon to Amanda’s right at the head of the table, I sat opposite Amanda as Theresa addressed me.
“You have three choices Slut, choice A you can take your clothes and walk out of here, I will even give you £5 for the bus fare. Go back to work, pick up your car and get out of our lives for good; never, ever report back to work for Mansfield Advertising again,” She paused for a few seconds before continuing.

“Choice B, me and you go and see Peter Mansfield in the morning and you persuade him to reduce your grade to supervisor and you work directly for me. Choice C, me and you go and see Peter Mansfield in the morning and you persuade him to reduce your grade to just clerk and you will work as my personal clerk and I will run the advertising business entirely. As my personal clerk you will move into this house and you will agree to be my little sex toy, you will have sex with me or anybody I say whenever I say.”

“What if I choose none of the options,” I asked, after all there were other avenues that I could choose to go up other than the three Theresa suggested.
“Then I pass on all the shit that I’ve got on you to Peter Mansfield and the Police and you go to prison for 10 years!” She told me sternly.

“I thought the spanking this afternoon paid for that,” I pleaded.

“It bought you these 3 options,” Theresa replied.

“Do Miss Amanda and Miss Sharon live here as well?” I asked sadly.

“No, but they are regular visitors and will continue to be,” Theresa told me as Sharon sniggered.

The grim reality of the depth of shit that I was now in fully sank home, the evil bitch Theresa Barrett had used the ‘embezzlement evidence’ to blackmail me for her own long term sexual pleasures. The fucking evil, wicked, nasty bitch and I had swallowed it all; hook, line and sinker.

“If you choose option A then I will put a track on you and ensure that any future employer is fully aware of your history, basically you will never work again. If you choose B then be aware that your authority as a supervisor is finished, everybody in the office has seen you masturbate with a butt plug in you, they all have recordings of it and you know what, Amanda and Sharon may just wish to share this afternoon’s photo shoot with them too,” I shuddered at the thought.

“We’ve got videos of her eating out our pussy’s, can we share those with the office as well?” Sharon asked.

“Of course they’re your videos, share them with who you like,” Theresa told her smiling.

“Ooooo wonderful,” Sharon replied clapping her hands in excitement.

“I remind you Slut, you will have no authority in the office, the staff will be able to come and go as they please and if you try to discipline them then they will simply pass around a video of you masturbating. Would they contact your family to show them, what about your friends, what if they showed it to Peter Mansfield. The other thing of course is that in not being able to discipline the staff then profits are sure to start falling and when I tell Mr Mansfield that his supervisor Is letting staff do as they please and I show him the evidence, then you will probably get sacked anyway,” Theresa finished with a shrug, placing a butt plug on the table, a new one and smaller than the one that I had used already today, but still fairly large.

“If you choose option C then we can start right now, put the plug up your bum and then join me upstairs in my bedroom in 5 minutes, I will leave you a couple of minutes to decide,” with that she pushed her chair back and got up, Amanda and Sharon did the same and followed her to the door.

“I’ll show you ladies out now, I hope you’ve had a good day,” Theresa said to Amanda and Sharon, who immediately voice their thanks as the door closed behind them.

So I was now alone, I studied the pile of clothes and thought about the options. The reality was that I had none. As I picked up the butt plug and sucked on it I realised that Theresa Barrett had beaten me all ends up. I leaned forwards and pushed the plug up me in readiness for my new life.

THE END