The Idea 3

By 5 pm everything was ready and we were just killing time before Karen arrived back, and then waiting for 7.30 pm to drive down to Epping Forest, to the Dogging venue. Karen walked in with a couple of shopping bags and waltz straight into the kitchen. “Have you two eaten yet?” She called out. 

I entered the kitchen and said “no not yet, why?” 

“Shoo out of my kitchen!!!” she replied. With in half an hour she had prepared a meal of Eggs, Gammon and Chips.

Mick jokingly said “When are you moving in, Karen?” 

She blushed and replied “that depends on whether Ray, my master, wants me to!” 

Mick gave me that, Told you so, smile.

We eventually loaded the van with a mattress in the back, the cross tied to the roof rack and all our equipment. Squeezing into the front with Karen between me and Mick the driver was fun to say the least. When we arrived at Epping it was already going dusk, so we pulled up to a corner of the car park roped off an area and set up our new portable 1,000 watt lighting rig. The two floodlights were aimed towards the side of the van and lit the area as if it was broad daylight. I ordered Karen into the back and told her to change into the leather underwear, white blouse, and black skirt. I also told her to stay inside the van until I told her to come out. Meanwhile Mick and I lifted down the cross and anchored the top to the roof rack of the van allowing the bottom of the cross to rest on the ground. I got Mick to catch the rope I threw under the van and we secured the bottom of the cross to the other side of the roof rack.

By now a small crowd of maybe a dozen people had arrived and began taking quite an interest in our activities. I decided to go speak to them. “We are here tonight to film a ladies fantasy, so if you do not want to end up on film I suggest you leave now!” “When we start filming I may ask for volunteers to come up and tease the lady, She will not object for she is my slut slave” “if I ask you to fuck her, it will only be if you put on a condom, which you will find over there on that small table!” I continued “Please be honest, as I said this is being filmed, is there anyone here with a prick longer than 12 inches?” From the back of the crowd, a coloured man stepped forward. “Are you longer than 12 inches?” I asked. 

“No. but I reckon I am the biggest that’s here!” he replied “I measure 101/2 inches and 4 inches round!” he added 

“Would you be willing to be filmed?” I asked 

“Yeah, why not. After all you don’t know me or where I live!” was his response.

I took him off to one side and showed him our brochure, explaining that as of West Indian origins, he could have a great future as a film star with our company. I figured that a lot of women would be asking for a large black cock to fulfill their fantasy. He asked if he could keep the brochure and think it over. I agreed, but he did tell me his name was Cleve.

I returned to the well lit area. I quickly explained to Mick about my conversation with Cleve. Mick looked at his watch and said “we had better make a start!” I agreed. I called Karen out of the van. As she entered the ring of light, she was shocked to see so many in the audience. 

She came to me and said “Master, I don’t think I can do this!” 

I snapped back “You will do exactly what I tell you to do, Bitch.” 

“Yes, Sir” she meekly replied.

“Bitch, All these people have come to see my bitch do a strip for them!” I announced loudly. “You are not going to let your Master and these people down are you?” I added. 

“No Master” she mumbled. 

“What was that, you slut. Speak up” I demanded. 

“No Master” she said louder. 

“Right then Start stripping” I ordered.

Dancing to imaginary music she removed her blouse, to a cheer from the crowd, next he skirt slipped to her knees and then to her ankles, stepping out of it she picked it up and handed it to me. Just as she was about to reach behind her for her bra strap, I interrupted her. “Stop Slut.” She froze. I went up to her and taking her hand, I led her to the rope surrounding the lit area. I then paraded her along the front of the group watching. 

“Pick a man or woman to assist us” I demanded. She looked at me and then out to the audience. Two rows back she spotted a woman, maybe in her late forties dressed in a short mini skirt and a boob tube top. The woman hesitantly approached the ring.

Slipping under the rope she told us “my name is Sonia, me and my Husband there are first timers at this.” I called her husband forward. 

When he joined us I said “Don’t worry, I will tell you exactly what I want you to do!” They nodded. “Firstly, if you notice her bra cups are held in place with press studs!” they both nodded “please remove her bra cups, one each!” 

They moved towards Karen and popped the bra cups off. I instructed Karen to stand still with her hands behind her back, saying “Show this nice crowd, your fucking tits, bitch”

I turned to the couple and asked them to examine the inside of the cups, and then show them to the audience. The woman ran her finger inside the cup and remarked “Wow, I bet they stimulate her tits” 

I stepped forward and took the cup from her, “Tell everyone here, Bitch, why you like this bra!” I said 

“The studs stimulate my breasts and the two that rub my nipples cause them to become really aroused” she replied. 

I spoke quietly to the woman, Sonia, “are you wearing a bra, my dear” I said. 

“no.” she replied. 

“Would you like to feel this cup on your tit” I asked. 

“Oh wow, could I?” she asked. 

“Only if you’re prepared to expose at least one of your breasts to all of us here!” I ventured. By way of answering me she pulled her boob tube down exposing both her breasts. I slipped the bra cup over her right breast and pressed it home. Almost immediately, whether because of the cup or because she was exposing herself to strangers, her left nipple became very hard and erect. 

She sighed “That feels weird but wonderful, she certainly is a lucky slut to have these to use all the time!”

I removed the cup and allowed her the opportunity to replace her boob tube; she whispered to her husband and then declined to replace the top. “Right if you two would like to stand either side of my slutty bitch” I continued. “Check the sides of her panties and undo the laces, then remove the laces.” I carried on. “Now Sonia, hold the front apron of her panties against her skin, whilst sliding you hand down the front of the panties”. “Tell everyone what you feel?” I asked.

“There are more of these studs, like tiny pin pricks in the back of my hand.” She offered “They really must stimulate her cunt as she is walking or sitting!” she said. Turning to her husband I instructed him to remove the panties. Again they turned them inside out and showed the inners to the crowd.

“Open your legs, Bitch” I commanded of Karen. She moved her legs about eight inches apart and stood there. I then ordered her to come to me and stand in front of the cross. I got her to raise her left arm as I tied that to the upper cross beam. I repeated this on her right arm, before ordering her to spread her legs wider. These were then tide to the lower cross beam, a further rope was fastened around her waist securing her back to the upright beam. I then invited the husband, (who I found out was called Ray) to check the bindings and hinted that he should try to pull her from the cross by her nipples. His wife Sonia looked on enviously, so I invited her to try pulling her from the cross by her cunt. Karen never made a sound although I could see her biting her lip.

I announced “My Bitch, here has a thing about black cocks” and as if to prove my point I held up her Black dildo. I gave this to Sonia and asked her How she felt about such a thing sliding in and out of her own cunt. I really stressed the sliding and cunt as I said this. 

“Oh no, I could never consider something this big, my own cunt is delicate to me and this would damage me for weeks” she replied. 

“Bitch tell everyone, what you feel about your black rubber friend” I demanded. 

Karen Spoke with trembling voice “I just love to have it thrust deep inside me, sometimes my cunt, oh master, and sometimes when permitted I love to feel it forcing its way up past my anal ring”

I asked Sonia “Would you like to take that up your arse?” 

She declined fervently. 

“See, you slut, a normal woman may enjoy anal sex but not with something this hideously big and certainly not made of rubber!” I stated. “Sonia, would you please tease, this slut’s cunt with the weapon in your hand” I asked. “In fact, just fuck her with it” I added. Sonia stepped up to Karen and slid the dildo against her cunt. “Don’t be gentle, Sonia, this bitch likes it hard and fast, Don’t you Slut!” I said 

“Yes, Master” Karen replied. With this Sonia began thrusting the Black rubber prick up Karen’s cunt. 

“Ray, you seem to have nothing to do!” I offered, “Here take this riding crop and tease her nipples with flicks from it” He took the crop and immediately flicked it against his own wife’s breast, she yelped. “No no please use it on my slut’s nipples” I corrected.

Whilst this was going on, I slipped away, passed out some handbills for our company, and found Cleve. I asked him if he was ready to fuck Karen. He agreed. He went over to the table and picked up a condom. When he stripped off all his clothes, he certainly was not lying about his manhood; it hung almost eight inches whilst slack. I asked Sonia to stroke his cock and compare the real thing to the rubber one she had in her other hand. She immediately knelt and began to suck on Cleve’s cock, as it hardened it lengthened; soon it reached it full glorious size. Cleve then slipped on the condom and stepped up towards Karen.

He pulled out the rubber cock and pushed it up to her mouth, saying, “Taste this, Bitch and if you like it I will give you a real one later”. Karen Began feverishly sucking her own cunt juices from the rubber cock as Cleve began to fuck her cunt with gusto. The crowd began to urge him on to even greater speed of thrusts. 

Karen Suddenly went rigid and the dildo fell from her mouth. I urged Sonia and Ray to step in close and suck on a nipple each to send Karen into an orbit of orgasmic proportion.

When Cleve felt the closeness of this couple and his sustained fucking frenzy, he was not able to last too long, He too when rigid as his spurting cock deposited a whole load of cum inside the condom. As he withdrew and as Karen came down from her orgasm, I asked Sonia to remove the Condom and to step up to Karen and have her open her mouth whilst she poured the contents over her forehead, causing it to trickle down before Karen would be able to get any on her tongue. 

“Open Wide, You cum slut” Sonia shouted.

When Karen had manage to clean herself up or as much as she could, we continued filming her fastened to the cross as we allowed everyone who wanted to, to walk by her and cop a feel of her cunt or tits. Meanwhile I spoke to Sonia and Ray, thanking them for their help. Sonia never bothered covering up her breasts and Ray invited me to have a feel or a taste. My one specialty I suppose is I have a definite passion about oral, I can give oral for hours with out tiring, I joking said to Ray, if it was licking Sonia’s cunt he had offered I would have whisked her away inside the van for at least two hours before returning the orgasm ravished body to him. Sonia’s eyes widened when she heard this. I quickly felt Sonia’s nipples; they were already rock hard and thanked them once again. 

As they were leaving, Ray returned and asked for a business card, which I happily gave him.

By now the crowd had thinned out and I untied Karen and allowed her to rest in the back of the van on the mattress, whilst we packed up our equipment. We arrived back home around 4 am, but Karen wanted to see the footage so we left her watching the two tapes. Next morning as I awoke, I felt movement beside me in the bed. Bleary eyed I gazed upon Karen as she opened her eyes, reached up and kissed me. “Morning, Master” she greeted me.

After Karen left for home, I Edited the Footage and mixed the DVD, Before arranging to go up to Leicester the following Friday to deliver the finished product. Again Karen greeted me each morning of the weekend I was there with “Morning My very own Master”.

The footnote to this customer is that a month later Karen moved down to London and actually moved in with me as I continued her training as a first class cum eating slut.