My name is Becca. I have worked as a whore all of my adult life. I am a genetic woman, my sister, Julie, is a beautiful sissy. She has also been a whore her entire adult life. No one meeting her would ever suspect what is really between her legs.
The other women in this story will be our mother, Linda, our Aunt Patti (or just Mistress), she is the Domme of the family. Also included will be our grandmother, Jane and our great aunt, Patricia (Aunt Patti was named in her honor).
This series is going to be about how the women in my family have been whores from one generation to the next. Understand that everyone is over 18 and willingly submitted to what happened.
In the last chapter we saw how Cindy was able to tap into Arlene’s craving for scat play. Once Cindy had shit on Arlene’s tits and belly, she discovered to the older woman’s need for humiliation.
Here is how the last chapter ended:
Cindy was done with Arlene. Mistress Patricia said that she and I decided reassert our dominance over my sister Linda and my mother, Jane.
Mistress smiled at me as we pissed on my sister and mother and said, “This is how we maintain our dominant positions, by never allowing our submissive sisters to forget who is in change.
After we were done pissing, the slaves rolled around on the floor covering themselves with our piss. Since it was our morning piss, they both smelled especially bad.
As Mistress and I watched, a tall black woman walked in. She looked at my sister, Linda and our Mom on the floor wallowing in piss.
The black woman was stunning. Her skin was jet black. She wore a leather halter with metal rivets that made her look so kinky. She wore a leather skirt that ended mid thigh. Then to accent her black skin, she wore white fish net stockings and white heels.
Mistress introduced the Domme to us. “Girls, this is Mistress Sara. She will be administering the final test for you today.”
Mom, Linda and I stood and curtsied submissively, as we did I noticed the piss dripping from my mother and sister. Like Linda, I had blood running down my thighs because we were both on our periods.
Mistress Sara asked, “Which of them is to be tested?” Linda and I raised our hands. Then Mistress Sara looked at me and then our aunt and said, “Why isn’t that one, covered in piss?”
Our aunt explained that I was being trained to be a Domme.
Mistress Sara looked at our Mom and commanded Mom to remove the skirt that Mistress Sara was wearing. When Mom did, we saw that Mistress Sara was wearing the same kind of knickers that Linda and I have been wearing, because we were on our periods.
Mistress Sara said, “Patricia thought since you slaves were on your period, you would prefer being tested by a Domme who is also on her period.”
Both Linda and I thanked the 2 Dommes for their consideration. Mistress Sara looked at me and told me to kneel at her feet. When I did, Mistress slipped off her knickers and pissed all over me. Moving her hips so she started at my face and hair and then all over my body.
“Much better. I want the whores I am testing to stink.” The Mistress Sara asked, “Which of you is the older sister?”
Linda’s hand trembled as she raised it and said, “I am the older sister Mistress.”
Mistress Sara bent over and pulled Linda off her knees by twisting her nipples and pulling her into a standing position. “You will be tested first.”
And now:
One additional warning, there are some subtle racial overtones towards the end of the story.
Before Mistress pulled her knickers up, she called me over to her. I crawled to her, piss still dripping from my body. She told me to look at the diaper/panties she was wearing. When I did, I could see her period was quite heavy.
She told me to lick her cunt and get the taste of her period blood on my lips and face. When I did, I could savor the metallic taste from her blood. Mistress said, “I want you thinking about that taste all day long, understand slave?”
After she stepped away, I watched as both Mistress Sara and Linda got dressed. Mistress Sara just pulled up her knickers and let her short skirt flow down over her hips. Like Mistress, my sister wore a diaper that looked like high cut panties for her period.
My sister’s diaper was blue, so Mistress had Linda wear a blue bra for her ample bust. Linda then slipped into a matching skirt and blouse outfit. After brushing her hair, my sister was ready to leave. As she walked by, I noticed the strong smell of piss on Linda.
Mistress Sara looked to my aunt, Mistress Patricia and said, “I would appreciate it if you would keep Patti naked all day. I know she is on her period, but I want her to be a nasty mess. Mistress Sara said, “It’s 7:30AM now, I should be done with Linda and pick up Patti by about 1.”
Our mother was allowed to hug Linda before she left and whispered in her ear, “Behave girl. I am so proud of you.” Then Mom curtsied to Mistress Sara and watched them both leave.
I was nervous as a cat all day long. My aunt had me onikişubat escort doing menial chores like scrubbing the floors and doing laundry. No matter where I went, I seemed to leave a messy trail behind. I remember thinking that my period flow seems more intense today and wondering if being nervous was affecting my hormones.
At 1, I heard my sister and Mistress Sara walk into the door. Linda was a mess. Her diaper was torn and barely hanging on to her hips. She had blood, shit and cum all over her face and body. The piss smell was even stronger than when she left. Her blouse was ripped open and her bra nowhere to be found.
I saw her body had vicious bright lines all over her. I was afraid to even ask her what that was from.
Mistress Sara pointed to me and said, “Come here and lick your sister’s nasty asshole clean. I got behind her and she spread her ass cheeks wide. As she did she farted loudly into my face, spraying cum on me as she did.
My sister, turned her head to look at me, “I am sorry Patti, I have no control because…”
Before Linda could finish her sentence, Mistress Sara grabbed Linda by the hair, and viciously slapped her face, “I told you girl! You are not to say anything about what happened to you, to your sister. I don’t want her to know anything ahead of time!”
To make her point, Mistress Sara punched Linda in the belly. She did that on purpose. Linda doubled over and lost all bowel control and shit herself.
Linda was humiliated. She started to cry as she took off what was left of her clothes and knelt in her shit and smeared it all over her body without even being told to do so.
I watched as our mother knelt with Linda and helped smear the shit all over Linda and then on herself. Mom whispered in Linda’s ear, “I know what you have experienced dear, your aunt and I went through the same thing when we were you age. I am proud of you dear.”
Mistress Sara pulled me to my feet by twisting my nipples and pulling me into a standing position. “Your clothes are on your bed, get dressed, it’s your turn girl.”
My hands trembled as I stepped into my black diaper and slipped on the matching black bra. The stockings I wore were black with a black garter belt. The skirt was a bright Kelly green. Between the shortness of the skirt and the bright color, I knew a lot of people would looking at my legs.
That made me blush, because there was blood on my thighs from my period. I was kept naked all morning long, so the period blood dripped down my legs.
The blouse was white and very tight and pushed my tits upward, making it obvious that I was wearing a black bra. Finally I stepped into black heels and came back to Mistress Sara and curtsied.
Our aunt looked at me and said, “She looks so beautiful, but smells so bad. She is perfect Sara.”
Sara smiled, “Thank you Patricia, but there is one more detail she needs”
Sara pointed to her feet and I got on my knees in front of her. Mistress lifted her skirt and had me pull down her diaper to her ankles. Once she stepped out of the diaper I could see, her period was still quite heavy.
Mistress pulled my hair and forced my face to her cunt and I started to perform oral on her messy cunt. After a bit, Mistress thrust her hips outward and squirted cum all over my face. She moved her hips and started to grind them on my face.
After Mistress Sara was done, my Aunt Patricia handed me a mirror so I could see how nasty I looked.
As we left, my Mom called out to me, “I am sorry dear, but obviously I can’t hug you now, but I love you so much. Your aunt and I are proud of you dear.”
Mistress Sara put on a fresh diaper, adjusted her white stockings and then took my hand and led me to the car.
We drove to the outskirts of town to a small store. Mistress explained, “This is a private adult club/store. There are rules that must be followed. Women, even Dommes like us, are to be submissive to all of the Masters there. If the males is a slave, then we can treat them like a slave.”
“I know you are being trained to be a Domme, but until I say otherwise, you will be treated as a slave. Never forget that. If you do forget, you will fail the test. Your sister passed the test, but she is like your mother, a natural submissive. You are more like your Aunt Patricia, a Domme. But sometimes, even your aunt has to be a slave, so do I dear.”
Mistress leaned over and tried to wipe my face but the blood and cum had already dried. Seeing that, Mistress leaned over and licked my face and then wiped me clean.
When we got out of the car, Mistress had me take my blouse off. She didn’t care that people driving by could see us. She reached around and unhooked my bra and tossed it into the car. Then she buttoned my blouse again. My nipples were poking into the fabric.
Once my blouse was buttoned, Mistress grabbed my blouse and pulled it apart. As she did all of the buttons were ripped off. My blouse hung loosely, any movement at all caused my tits to be exposed. Mistress ordu escort Sara looked at me, “Last chance girl. Are you sure you want to do this”
I nodded and we walked into the store. As we walked in, I noticed a sign that said:
ALL SLAVES MUST BE TRAINED
AND RESTRAINED
AND KNOW THEIR PLACE
Once we walked in, Mistress curtsied to the man behind the counter and I did too. She said, “Good morning Sir.”
The man looked at us and said, “Did you read the sign? Which one of you is the slave?”
I nodded and the man smiled, “Looks like times have changed. The white girl is the slave and the black girl is the Owner. How about that!”
Then the man looked at Mistress, “You know the rules.”
Mistress asked, “Where is Master Paul, he was here this morning?”
The man said, “Master Paul had to leave, I am replacing him. My name is Mike, Master Mike”
Mistress curtsied, “Yes Master. I need to purchase some products starting with handcuffs so my slave can be restrained. Before we leave, I will settle the bill.”
Mistress put the cuffs on my wrists in front of my body, then led me passed all sorts of kinky toys. She reached for a slave collar and put it around my neck and locked it in place. The sound of the collar being locked around my neck both terrified and excited me.
As we walked, my blouse opened up and I felt everyone staring at my bare tits. I could see all sorts of people in the store, a mix of dominants and submissives. One male had his balls tied and a leash attached to his balls.
Mistress stopped in front of a display of nipple clamps. She took a package and unwrapped and then played with my nipples. “Is my little slave excited dear? Your nipples are rock hard and fully extended. Do you mind if I put these clamps on your pretty nipples?”
I was beyond words and nodded. Once the clamps bit into my flesh, I could feel myself drifting into sub space. The pain became pleasure and I wanted more.
Mistress reached for a leash and instead of attaching it to my slave collar, she attached it to the chain of my nipple clamps. She led me around the store by my nipples.
I smiled as I saw people gasp at the kinky display of a slave being pulled around by her nipples. I could see a mix of admiration and fear as I looked at the Owners and slaves watching Mistress Sara putting me through my paces.
Mistress then stopped in front of another shelf with odd looking round objects sitting on it. “Have you ever seen these before slave?” I shook my head and Mistress said, “These metal balls are called “Ben-Wa balls dear.”
She shook them and I heard them making rattling sounds. “It is a larger ball with a smaller one inside it, so that it vibrates.”
Mistress made me pull the diaper down to my ankles. She took a bottle of lube and rubbed in along my stitched cunt, but when she came to the spot where some stitches had been cut away, she pushed her finger inside my cunt.
“Didn’t you wonder why I had Dr. Missy remove some of the stitches girl?” Mistress then slipped the Ben-Wa balls into my cunt. Between the lubricant and blood from my period, they slipped in easily. There was a string with a plastic loop that hung from my labia. Then she wiped the blood from her fingers into my hair.
Mistress pulled the leash forcing me to walk with the diaper at my ankles. I knew everyone could see the blood on the exposed diaper, but I was way passed carrying about how nasty I looked. I was savoring the humiliation.
With each step, the balls inside my cunt started to vibrate, making my entire body quiver. People stared at me and I did not care. I had lost all sense of shame.
Then she pulled the leash downward, making me bend over. Using her fingers, she pushed lube into my asshole. She pushed another set of Ben-Wa balls into my asshole. Again there was a string with a plastic loop hanging between my ass cheeks.
She made me kick off my diaper and said, “Make sure those balls do not slip out of either hole girl.”
She pulled the leash and with each step I could feel the balls vibrating inside me. The sensations were like nothing I have ever experienced before. Each step sent erotic sensations throughout my body, making it hard to walk.
Just when I thought I could not feel more excited or humiliated, Mistress made me stand still and hold my skirt at my waist. I had no modesty, my tits, cunt and ass exposed to a roomful of strangers that were watching the lewd show Mistress and I were putting on.
Mistress reached for a thin vibrator. It was as thin as a pencil. Mistress got on her knees in front of me. Mistress pulled my labia apart where the stitches had been removed and then slipped the vibrator into my cunt. When she turned it on, it made the balls vibrate inside my cunt and I came hard.
As I came I had to had to lean on Mistress’ shoulder to stop from falling over and in time I started to squirt all over Mistress’ face.
When I came to my senses and saw what I did, I was terrified. “Oh Mistress, I am örnekköy escort so sorry! I had no idea what was happening.”
Mistress surprised me, “No worries dear, I expected that. But trust me girl, you will pay for what you just did.”
She made me bend over and pushed the vibe into my asshole and I came again. This time I sunk to my knees at Mistress feet, unable to speak. I heard the sound of people clapping as they watched what we just did.
Master Mike came over to us and looked at me, “I want her naked.”
Mistress was not certain what to do, “Master, my slave is on her period. If I take the diaper off, she will make a mess all over the floor.”
Master said, “The floors are being redone this week end any way, make her strip.”
Hearing his words, I did as told and in a moment I stood bare assed naked in front of a store full of strangers. Then the Master looked at Mistress Sara, “You are on your period too?” She nodded. The man said, I want you naked too.”
I saw Mistress hesitate, she did not like being humiliated in public like this, but I remembered that she said, even Dommes must be subservient to male Masters.
Once Mistress was naked she reached for her white garter belt to unhook her white stockings. The Master stopped her. “Your black skin against the white stockings and garters are sensual. Leave them on.”
Mistress curtsied and asked, “Do you mind if I have my slave use your glory hole?”
When he agreed, Mistress pulled me by my nipples to the wall outside the glory hole. I watched as she put a pre made sign she brought with her. It said:
TELL THE GIRL WHICH HOLE YOU WANT TO CUM IN; HER MOUTH, ASSHOLE OR ON HER FACE.”
Then Mistress pulled me to the other side of the wall and pushed me on my knees. She said, “I know Cindy taught you how to suck cock properly (see previous chapter), I better see those skills at work. I know you have been told not to use your hands, but I will allow it today, otherwise the line will get too long.”
I looked at Mistress and said softly, “I am so sorry Mistress?” When I saw she did not understand, I said, “That man humiliated you, he should not have done that.”
Mistress touched my face tenderly and said, “As a white girl, even a slave, you can not understand how, even in our kinky world, racism still happens.” Then she shrugged her shoulders and said, “There is a cock waiting for you girl.”
As I got to my knees and waited. I heard the man say “MOUTH” and I started to suckle his cock. The hole was big enough to allow his balls to get push through as well. As I sucked his cock, I fondled his ball. I was able to reach back enough to tickle his asshole and that set him off. I let his cum fill my mouth.
Once he was done cumming, his cock slid out and I put my mouth to the hole so he could see I had a mouthful of cum. I made sure he saw me swallow the cum before the next cock was pushed through.
A long cock was pushed through and I heard the man saw “ASSHOLE.” As I got up to turn around, Mistress lubed my asshole again and then reached for the ring that was hanging out of my ass that was attached to the Ben-Wa balls. She looped another string to the end, making it longer.
When I looked at her, she could see I was confused, so she explained, “His cock will push the balls deeper inside your asshole. This will make it easier to remove them.
I brought my anus to his cock and I stared into Mistress’ eyes as I slowly impaled my ass on his cock. I had to rest my hand on the chair to check my balance as I started to rock back and forth on his cock. As I moved, I could feel the Ben-Wa balls bouncing off his cock, causing them to vibrate.
I heard the man calling me names, “Fucking whore, you have no shame, you are a pig!” I should have been ashamed to hear him say that to me, instead hit triggered my orgasm. The Ben-Wa balls vibrated as he dump his load of cum into my asshole.
Once he finished, I turned around and licked my shit from his cock. I heard the man say, “Disgusting whore! You have no dignity at all.”
I saw Mistress smile when I said, “Thank you for your kind words, Sir.”
I was soon covered in cum, it was so erotic sucking cocks of men I had never met before. As I was sucking, Mistress allowed me to play with myself and cum. As I was cumming, I saw Mistress playing with herself and we came together.
At one point, I saw a woman’s pussy at the hole. The woman was black with cunt hair that was tight and curly. I was able to push my fingers up and into her pussy and she started to grind her hips on my face. I heard Mistress tell me, “When I tell you to, push your tongue on her clit and wiggle it all her her clit.
I could tell she was close and then Mistress said “Now!” The timing was perfect and I could feel her clit quiver on my tongue.
After the orgasmed, I heard Mistress yell out, “Turn around Beth, let her lick your asshole clean.”
As the woman positioned herself, Mistress explained, “That woman is my sister, I told her to shit before coming to the hole. You got her off, now lick her dirty asshole clean.”
I never hesitated and I was pleasantly surprised at how good shit tasted. After she left, Mistress came over and bit my ear as she explained, “My sister and I love scat play, like you, we are careful about our diet.”