The pillow my face had been resting on was wet from my saliva and tears, my bottom was hurting badly and felt like it was on fire and my legs were beginning to stiffen.  The position he had put me in to fuck my arse was ignominious and degrading--anyone could walk in and use me, as I now realized, either my pussy or my arse.  I was so horny I found myself wishing someone would use my pussy, just so I could come at last.

A door slammed and Jared was perched on the bed beside me, Sylvia leaning against the door and I could smell a cigarette.

"I'm going to release you... I expect you to behave or the few smacks you got with the belt will seem like a lover's kiss.  I can hurt you," he hissed in my ear, "really hurt you if you cause me grief, sweetheart!"

"He is capable," Sylvia said idly, "really capable.  You wouldn't sew her cunt up, Jared?" she asked, a teasing tone in her voice.

"I might, I just might."  I screamed into the gag but it was no use and the image of them sewing my pussy together hung in my mind.  Jared laughed softly and his fingers played with my sore and painful arse and then moved to my pussy.  Please touch my clit, I pleaded silently but he withdrew his fingers to unbuckle the gag.

"Speak when spoken to or I'll hurt you," he said warningly as he undid the strap.  The handcuffs came off next.

"Stand up and get out of those clothes," Sylvia commanded.  Sullenly, I pulled the maid's uniform off, wincing when the movement caused my bottom to hurt and threw the clothes on to the bed.  Stepping out of my shoes, I peeled the stockings off and stood naked in front of them.

Jared seized me by the throat, his fingers hurting me and I panicked, thinking he was going to strangle me.  "You call me Sir and her Ma'am.  Got it?" he said coldly, his fingers around my throat.

"Yes Sir," I croaked and he suddenly let me go.  My heart was pounding.  My neck now hurt as well as my bottom, and I could feel something dribbling from my backside.  I still couldn't believe what he had done to me.

"You want to get her ready, Sylvia?  I'll set the camera up."

Camera?  What was happening I wondered.

"On the bed, slut," Sylvia said, and I sat on the bed while she placed a thick towel on it.  "Lay down on that."  I did and she handcuffed my hands above my head and fastened them to the headboard.  She then took two pieces of rope and bound each ankle to the corresponding post so my legs were wide open, my shaven pussy wide open and my large breasts rolling to the sides.

Jared returned with two drinks and the video camera.  Putting one drink down, he sipped the other while turning the camera towards me.  The red light was winking and I realized he was filming me--I was totally exposed and on film!  The way she had tied me was meant to keep my legs pulled up and apart, my pussy and bottom on display.

Sylvia appeared from the bathroom and sat down on the bed, slipping latex gloves on.  "This is our new slut," she said to the camera.  "Pretty face, big tits and if you zoom in here, a pretty little bald cunt."  I opened my mouth, face burning, but a warning look from Sylvia made me shut it again.

"She looks about seventeen but she's actually twenty-six and truly submissive.  Look," she said, her latex fingers slipping easily into my pussy, "how wet her cunt is.  You like this, don't you, slut?" Sylvia suddenly asked, picking her drink up and taking a sip while coldly watching me.

"Yes Ma'am," I answered, saying what they wanted to hear and knowing that part of me did enjoy it.

"What do you call this?" she asked, her fingers probing, my juices glistening on the white latex.

"Pussy, Ma'am," I stuttered, breathing deeply as her fingers probed knowingly.  Suddenly she slapped me, slapped me hard and I yelped in surprise.

"Cunt, it's a cunt.  Say it!"

"My cunt, Ma'am," I cried, "it's my cunt!"

"I'm glad we understand each other.  Now tell the camera what your Master did to you."

"He used me in the bottom," I muttered, my tears welling.  This time I saw the slap coming and tried to move but she still hit me hard.

"He fucked your arse!"

"He fucked my arse, Ma'am!"  Tears were running down my cheeks and my body was trembling, my large breasts moving.

"And now another cherry to pop."  Sylvia's eyes glinted and she raised her hand and started to squeeze lubricant from a tube onto the latex glove.  "I'm going to fist you, slut."

My eyes widened--she couldn't be serious!

"And we're going to capture it on film to watch later.  You haven't had a hand in your cunt before?"  Wordlessly, shocked, I just numbly shook my head.  "I didn't think so."  She turned her head to the camera as she slipped two fingers into my wet pussy.

"This slut screams like a banshee when she comes, and this time it will be very intense for her as this is the ultimate penetration.  Bring the camera in closer and you'll see I have two fingers in her and about to slip the third in."

I grunted when she slipped the third finger in, and I felt full and so wet.  It was humiliating but so arousing and I hoped she would just flick my clit.

"I'm avoiding her clitoris," Sylvia said, reading my mind, "but if you zoom in you can see how red it is... I could send her over the edge very easily but we want her to come from the fisting, don't we?"  Sylvia laughed and kept working her fingers in and around.

Moaning, I closed my eyes and turned my head to the side, only to be slapped by Jared.  "Keep your eyes open, slut."

"I know you don't think I'll get my whole hand in there, but cunts are very flexible... very flexible indeed," Sylvia laughed.  "Now, four fingers.  Can you feel them, slut?"

"Yes Ma'am," I moaned, the sound of her fingers squishing in and out of my wet pussy loud in the room.

"And now the thumb.  This is the difficult part... " she said to the camera as if she was lecturing, "the knuckles form a natural barrier so we just have to wait until her cunt relaxes a little more and them my hand will slide right in."

I moaned again and I felt full, so completely full I could not imagine what the whole hand would feel like.  "Please," I moaned.

"Please what, slut?" Sylvia laughed.  "You want my whole hand?  Look at the camera and tell them you like what your owners are doing to you."

I looked up at the camera and Jared's smiling cold face, filming me naked on the bed, my legs spread with a woman slipping her hand into my wet pussy.  I was nothing but entertainment--people would watch this and laugh.

"I am being fist-fucked by my owners," I moaned into the camera, "I like it."  I felt humiliated, degraded and used, a plaything to be used and abused... just like in my private fantasies but this time it was real.

"Here we go," Sylvia said with delight and then I felt her hand slip in, pushing air out with it.  "A little pussy fart," she laughed, "how cute.  Look slut," she commanded, and I looked down to see her hand had disappeared into my cunt with her arm protruding... it looked like the arm was growing from me.  It was incredible; my whole body was shaking and I could feel every part of her hand inside of my pussy.

"That's fucking incredible," Jared breathed.

"Put your hand here," Sylvia said, placing Jared's hand on my lower belly, "and I'll make a fist inside her."  I screamed with the intense feeling as she did it, pleasure rocking within me.

"I felt it," Jared said.  "Unbelievable."

"Film her, quickly, she's about to come--"

"Oh my God," I moaned, head tossing from side to side as she opened her hand and closed it again.  Suddenly her other hand stroked my pussy lips, moving up to my clit.

"Here she goes," Sylvia said, fingers tickling my clit while she opened and closed the hand inside me.  It was intense, so intense it was pain mixed with sheer pleasure, and my whole body erupted until I screamed and screamed with the ecstasy.

I was a shuddering shivering mess, gasping for air and so weak, so very weak after the incredible orgasm.  "Like a volcano, isn't she?" Sylvia laughed at the camera.  "It's nice to have such a vocal submissive."  I felt her tug her hand.  "Looks like I'm stuck," she laughed and I opened my eyes in panic, looking down at the arm growing from my pussy.

"Stuck?" Jared asked.

"You have to let the air in," Sylvia explained, using her other fingers to peel my pussy away from her wrist.  With a sudden whoosh and a gulping noise, her hand emerged and I suddenly felt empty.  "Film her gaping cunt," Sylvia said.  "I'm afraid you won't be fucking that for a little while."

"That's ok," Jared said from behind the camera as he pointed it down at my gaping pussy, "I'll use her arse or her mouth."

"After me, of course," Sylvia said, "I haven't used her yet."

"Of course."

"Better yet, why not use her now and then I'll take her next door for the night?"  They were discussing me as if I wasn't even there, an object!

"Sounds great to me, want to film it?  The gang will love it."  Sylvia nodded and took the camera as Jared unbuckled his pants, dropping them to the floor.  His cock, hard immediately, bobbed in front of my face; thankfully he had washed after using my bottom.  "Say it," he said softly, his dark eyes gleaming down at me.

"Please Sir, can I suck your cock?" I whispered, looking up.  He smiled and Sylvia giggled as he slid his cock into my mouth, holding my head with both hands as he fucked my face, fingers tugging the hair.

"That looks so sexy," Sylvia said.  "Look at the camera, slut!"  His cock was deep in my throat and, gagging and spluttering, I looked at the camera.  She was filming me sucking cock!  He was relentless, sawing it in and out of my mouth with no concern for me, just using me to come; it was almost masturbation.

"Here's the money shot," Jared grunted, pulling out and spurting over my face, his sticky mess landing on my cheeks and almost in my eyes.