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New Year’s Eve 2015/16
We have owned his/our bar now for a little over 10 years, and for the last 8 years, the place has closed to the public at 9pm on Dec 31st and a private, by invite only, party started at 10pm. The first couple of years it was a pretty vanilla event, mostly as a way of saying thanks to the “regulars” that keep the lights on and the doors open. It was the 3rd year that I was first told to make an appearance. I was dressed in a bikini and heels, not a common sight in Iowa in December. I flirted with the guys, some who knew I was a sex toy and had used me, and some that had not. There was a lot of groping, ass slapping, and I even gave more than a few blow jobs. By the 5th year it had lost all aspect of vanilla and was a straight up free fuck, where my holes were the thank you and my body, there for their amusement. This year was no different.
This year we sent out 63 invitations to our regular customers and some friends we have that live in our lifestyle. By now, my brazen whoredom is well known not only amongst the customers but pretty much our little burg as a whole. The guys that get the invites show up knowing that I will be there ready to take what is given and do what I am told. 54 of the invited gentlemen said they were going to be there, of those 52 actually made it. The 2 that didn’t show were in Pasadena at the Rose Bowl to watch the Hawkeyes. So given the outcome of that game I am sure I will be asked to console them when they get back in town, but that is another story for another time.
I was instructed to be there at 9pm in nothing but my collar and my cuffs. So like the good slut I am, at 9pm I left my coat in the car and made the walk to the back door in nothing but a dog collar, wrist, and ankle cuffs. Just FYI it was only 23◦ outside so I would say a brisk trot more than a leisurely stroll. None the less at 9pm I am ass naked in the back room. By about 9:15 or so, the place was empty and at about 9:30 the first of our invited guest had started to arrive.
I spent the first 2 hours behind the bar, serving drinks, flirting and just getting everyone sort of calmed down and use to seeing me running about the place with nothing on. A little before midnight, Master Ty made the announcement of what the plan for the evening was. Before I was released to the crowd for general use, I was going to be tied over a table and every guy in there was going to fuck my ass and when they were about to cum, they were to come around and fuck my face shooting their cum in a beer pitcher that was beside me which I would drink when everyone was done. Then once all the cum was gone, they could use me as they wished.
However, there was going to be a contest to determine the “pecking order” as it were. I am sure most if not all of you know what English Mark Darts are, the electronic version of pub darts. Well each guy was going to get 5 darts, and their score determined in which order they got to fuck my ass, highest score first. The ball dropped, Happy New Years was shouted and a group toast was drunk, then it was time to start the contest.
This is where it becomes obvious that a lot of planning and work had gone into this. 2 of the guys brought in this large wooden frame and put it by the dart board. It was obviously made to string me up and at first glance I thought I was going to be displayed to remind them what they were shooting for. Then I noticed there was also a myriad of wires, electronics, and a laptop. Other than the laptop the only thing I recognized was some alligator clamps, and a couple of small metal bullet probes, all attached to wires leading into this mess. I have to admit at this point I was a little scared and a little turned on all at the same time. Once I was securely attached spread eagle to the frame, one of the guys started wiring up the electronics. A clamp was put on each nipple and one on my clit and one of the metal bullets was stuck up my ass and in my cunt. I was really scared when they started wiring all this up to the dart board. Master went into demonstration mode which quickly made things clear. A “single” score would produce a 2 second “mild” shock to my tits and clit. He walked up to the board and stuck a dart in a single spot and there was definitely a shock that raced through my body. Not entirely unpleasant but most assuredly a shock. A double would produce a stronger shock again for 2 seconds, same places, and he hit a double. There was a much stronger but not unbearable shock but again it was over pretty quick. The triple produced the same shock but for 5 seconds. That one was a little harder to stand and it must have been obvious to the guys because there were several laughs and chuckles. A bullseye however would deliver the strongest shock, but it would fire not only on my tits and clit, but would also power the devices up my ass and cunt. As a “bonus” as he put it, the shock would last until the next dart was thrown or until the dart was pulled from the board. To prove his point he stuck a dart dead center. Holy fuck, electricity ripped through me and I thought I was being BBQ’d. My ass and cunt clinched up, drawing those damn things further inside of me, my nipples felt like they were on fire and it felt like someone was putting a cigarette out on my clit. I don’t know how long he left it going, but when it stopped I nearly passed out. I was hanging limp by my wrist, I could feel drool running down my chest and I could hardly breathe. At that point I guess he decided that maybe that was too strong, so the geek boys clacked away on the keyboard and before I could protest, he stuck another dart in the center. The pain that ripped through me was definitely less severe than the first time but holy shit it was not a pleasant experience. The sad and twisted thing about it was that it made my cunt dripping wet and I almost was feeling empty when he pulled it out.
Then the throwing began. Most of the guys were obviously not dart players so for the most part, it was an exciting, teasing type experience. Lots of mild or medium shocks to my tits and clit, I like that. Some, however were in the bar’s league, they proved to be more of a challenge for me to take. Lots of triples and more than a few bullseyes were thrown and none of them hurried to throw again or go get the darts when they did hit the bull. By the time it was all said and done, about an hour and 15 minutes, with tie breakers and all, 83 rounds were thrown. For those who don’t do well at math, that is 415 separate and varying shocks I endured and to be honest, there was more than a few orgasms to go along with it for me. But alas the order was set; I was unwired, unhooked and taken directly to the table. My ankles were hooked to the base on one side, and my wrist to the other and the fucking began.
There was no need for lube, not that I would have gotten any if it were, as my cunt was dripping wet. The first guy walked up, swiped his cock against by crack and plowed away. Fortunately the shocking had loosened me up a bit so it wasn’t horridly painful and they were all horny enough, nobody took overly long to get ready to cum and move to my face.
There really is something exciting, humiliating, degrading,.. something about basically getting spit roasted in a room full of men. Some who are watching, drooling and waiting anxiously their turn, and others who are really paying no mind to me at all. They are just drinking their booze, playing pool, or whatever, just carrying on with normal bar activities. Seeing these guys, made me feel like nothing more than a piece of furniture, nothing more than a sleeve for their cocks, which is exactly what I am. They would walk up behind me, pull out their cocks and fuck away. Some of them were gentle, for lack of a better term, slowly pushing inside of me, gaining their momentum then moving to my face to finish off then squirt in the pitcher. Others were not so gentle, as soon as the guy before them pulled out and moved to fuck my face, they just plowed right in. They would slap my ass, pull back on my hair, “you like that don’t you slut” was something I must of heard a dozen times, and each time if didn’t have a cock in my mouth, YES SIR would be the reply or a mumbled version of it if my face was currently being fucked. You know what, I meant it, I did love it. It is kind of amazing how different my ass can taste on different cocks.
It took about 2 hours or so before the last poor bastard shoved into my gaped ass. I am not sure how much pleasure he could have been getting but he pounded away the just like the 51 guys before him, he moved to my face and rammed his cock down my throat. He fucked my face a few times then into the pitcher it went.
Now I have always loved cum, I love cum play, bukakke, cum eating, all of it, but 52 loads of cum is a lot. That pitcher was almost ½ full when #52 deposited his load. I was as close to cum dumb as I have ever been. I have been used by a lot of guys over the course of several hours, but to be ass fucked and face fucked 52 times in less than 3 hours, that is no easy feat. I was unhooked and immediately lifted on top of the bar and given the pitcher. Ladies, back me up here, but cum is not an easy thing to chug, it’s delicious and tastey right out of the tap, but once it sits, it gets thick, cold and not really all that appetizing. Every single guy there stopped and was watching me shouting CHUG CHUG, like frat boys at a kegger, and I did my best.
I guess my best wasn’t good enough, because after about 5 minutes, there was till probably ¼ of that pitcher of cum left. Master grabbed me by my hair, and pulled me onto my back. He twisted my nipple and told me to open up, I did and he dumped what was left in my mouth. I swallowed a lot but most just ran out of my mouth down my face and pooled onto the bar. He flipped me over and used my body to try to wipe up the mess, smearing me with sperm, spilt beer and whiskey in the process, then he literally shoved me over the other side of the bar and told them to “have fun”.
I was immediately pulled to my knees by my tits and someone shoved his cock down my throat. A second or two later, I felt someone pushing his cock in my cunt. I guess my asshole was just to gaped and stretched to be of use, because not a cock went near it for some time. Over the next hour or so I was basically gang ****d. For a while I was just supported by cocks, but eventually I was back on the table. A guy fucking my mouth might be slapping my face at the same time the guy fucking my cunt was twisting my nipples or grabbing my pussy lips and using them to pull me toward him. I was punched, slapped, pinched, bitten, fuck one guy took of his belt and started beating my pussy. Just FYI I absolutely loved the pussy beating. Eventually my ass became a viable target again. I remember at one point I was sitting on some dudes cock and the guy fucking my pussy was just slapping the shit out of me, tits, face, tits, face then when he came he punched me hard enough to double me over so he could shoot some cum on my face too.
Eventually they all drained their cocks, for the last hour or so of the evening I just laid on that table, covered in beer, vodka, whiskey, cum, spit and god only knows what else. Every few minutes someone might come by and shove a cock in one of my holes, but the hard core fucking was done and guys were getting ready to leave.
It was decided that I should be hung back up in the frame so everyone could take a parting shot. Some just slapped my face, others my tits, some just spit on me on the way out. But my favorites, the guys that know me best, were they 20 or so guys that decided to either kick, slap, or whip me in the cunt. I really can’t help it, pussy pain just gets me going. As sore as I am right now, if someone were to start slapping my pussy, I would be dripping wet in a matter of seconds.
As the last guy was leaving, Master Ty decided that I was way too much of a mess to drive myself home and he didn’t want me to muck up his car so he asked him to take me home. I was loaded into the back of his truck, bare as naked and driven the 20 minutes home. Yes nude, and covered in enough cum to create an army, I had to ride home on 20 degree weather in the back of a pickup.
I was told as I left that I was not to sit on the furniture, but wait for him and his boys. Yes his sons were a part of this debauchery. So I figured that my holes weren’t done yet, but to my pleasant surprise when he got home. The boys went to bed, and Master Ty drew me a hot bath. He washed me clean, toweled me dry then carried me to bed. He held me close, stroked my hair and told me what a good slut I had been for him as I drifted off to sleep.
We have owned his/our bar now for a little over 10 years, and for the last 8 years, the place has closed to the public at 9pm on Dec 31st and a private, by invite only, party started at 10pm. The first couple of years it was a pretty vanilla event, mostly as a way of saying thanks to the “regulars” that keep the lights on and the doors open. It was the 3rd year that I was first told to make an appearance. I was dressed in a bikini and heels, not a common sight in Iowa in December. I flirted with the guys, some who knew I was a sex toy and had used me, and some that had not. There was a lot of groping, ass slapping, and I even gave more than a few blow jobs. By the 5th year it had lost all aspect of vanilla and was a straight up free fuck, where my holes were the thank you and my body, there for their amusement. This year was no different.
This year we sent out 63 invitations to our regular customers and some friends we have that live in our lifestyle. By now, my brazen whoredom is well known not only amongst the customers but pretty much our little burg as a whole. The guys that get the invites show up knowing that I will be there ready to take what is given and do what I am told. 54 of the invited gentlemen said they were going to be there, of those 52 actually made it. The 2 that didn’t show were in Pasadena at the Rose Bowl to watch the Hawkeyes. So given the outcome of that game I am sure I will be asked to console them when they get back in town, but that is another story for another time.
I was instructed to be there at 9pm in nothing but my collar and my cuffs. So like the good slut I am, at 9pm I left my coat in the car and made the walk to the back door in nothing but a dog collar, wrist, and ankle cuffs. Just FYI it was only 23◦ outside so I would say a brisk trot more than a leisurely stroll. None the less at 9pm I am ass naked in the back room. By about 9:15 or so, the place was empty and at about 9:30 the first of our invited guest had started to arrive.
I spent the first 2 hours behind the bar, serving drinks, flirting and just getting everyone sort of calmed down and use to seeing me running about the place with nothing on. A little before midnight, Master Ty made the announcement of what the plan for the evening was. Before I was released to the crowd for general use, I was going to be tied over a table and every guy in there was going to fuck my ass and when they were about to cum, they were to come around and fuck my face shooting their cum in a beer pitcher that was beside me which I would drink when everyone was done. Then once all the cum was gone, they could use me as they wished.
However, there was going to be a contest to determine the “pecking order” as it were. I am sure most if not all of you know what English Mark Darts are, the electronic version of pub darts. Well each guy was going to get 5 darts, and their score determined in which order they got to fuck my ass, highest score first. The ball dropped, Happy New Years was shouted and a group toast was drunk, then it was time to start the contest.
This is where it becomes obvious that a lot of planning and work had gone into this. 2 of the guys brought in this large wooden frame and put it by the dart board. It was obviously made to string me up and at first glance I thought I was going to be displayed to remind them what they were shooting for. Then I noticed there was also a myriad of wires, electronics, and a laptop. Other than the laptop the only thing I recognized was some alligator clamps, and a couple of small metal bullet probes, all attached to wires leading into this mess. I have to admit at this point I was a little scared and a little turned on all at the same time. Once I was securely attached spread eagle to the frame, one of the guys started wiring up the electronics. A clamp was put on each nipple and one on my clit and one of the metal bullets was stuck up my ass and in my cunt. I was really scared when they started wiring all this up to the dart board. Master went into demonstration mode which quickly made things clear. A “single” score would produce a 2 second “mild” shock to my tits and clit. He walked up to the board and stuck a dart in a single spot and there was definitely a shock that raced through my body. Not entirely unpleasant but most assuredly a shock. A double would produce a stronger shock again for 2 seconds, same places, and he hit a double. There was a much stronger but not unbearable shock but again it was over pretty quick. The triple produced the same shock but for 5 seconds. That one was a little harder to stand and it must have been obvious to the guys because there were several laughs and chuckles. A bullseye however would deliver the strongest shock, but it would fire not only on my tits and clit, but would also power the devices up my ass and cunt. As a “bonus” as he put it, the shock would last until the next dart was thrown or until the dart was pulled from the board. To prove his point he stuck a dart dead center. Holy fuck, electricity ripped through me and I thought I was being BBQ’d. My ass and cunt clinched up, drawing those damn things further inside of me, my nipples felt like they were on fire and it felt like someone was putting a cigarette out on my clit. I don’t know how long he left it going, but when it stopped I nearly passed out. I was hanging limp by my wrist, I could feel drool running down my chest and I could hardly breathe. At that point I guess he decided that maybe that was too strong, so the geek boys clacked away on the keyboard and before I could protest, he stuck another dart in the center. The pain that ripped through me was definitely less severe than the first time but holy shit it was not a pleasant experience. The sad and twisted thing about it was that it made my cunt dripping wet and I almost was feeling empty when he pulled it out.
Then the throwing began. Most of the guys were obviously not dart players so for the most part, it was an exciting, teasing type experience. Lots of mild or medium shocks to my tits and clit, I like that. Some, however were in the bar’s league, they proved to be more of a challenge for me to take. Lots of triples and more than a few bullseyes were thrown and none of them hurried to throw again or go get the darts when they did hit the bull. By the time it was all said and done, about an hour and 15 minutes, with tie breakers and all, 83 rounds were thrown. For those who don’t do well at math, that is 415 separate and varying shocks I endured and to be honest, there was more than a few orgasms to go along with it for me. But alas the order was set; I was unwired, unhooked and taken directly to the table. My ankles were hooked to the base on one side, and my wrist to the other and the fucking began.
There was no need for lube, not that I would have gotten any if it were, as my cunt was dripping wet. The first guy walked up, swiped his cock against by crack and plowed away. Fortunately the shocking had loosened me up a bit so it wasn’t horridly painful and they were all horny enough, nobody took overly long to get ready to cum and move to my face.
There really is something exciting, humiliating, degrading,.. something about basically getting spit roasted in a room full of men. Some who are watching, drooling and waiting anxiously their turn, and others who are really paying no mind to me at all. They are just drinking their booze, playing pool, or whatever, just carrying on with normal bar activities. Seeing these guys, made me feel like nothing more than a piece of furniture, nothing more than a sleeve for their cocks, which is exactly what I am. They would walk up behind me, pull out their cocks and fuck away. Some of them were gentle, for lack of a better term, slowly pushing inside of me, gaining their momentum then moving to my face to finish off then squirt in the pitcher. Others were not so gentle, as soon as the guy before them pulled out and moved to fuck my face, they just plowed right in. They would slap my ass, pull back on my hair, “you like that don’t you slut” was something I must of heard a dozen times, and each time if didn’t have a cock in my mouth, YES SIR would be the reply or a mumbled version of it if my face was currently being fucked. You know what, I meant it, I did love it. It is kind of amazing how different my ass can taste on different cocks.
It took about 2 hours or so before the last poor bastard shoved into my gaped ass. I am not sure how much pleasure he could have been getting but he pounded away the just like the 51 guys before him, he moved to my face and rammed his cock down my throat. He fucked my face a few times then into the pitcher it went.
Now I have always loved cum, I love cum play, bukakke, cum eating, all of it, but 52 loads of cum is a lot. That pitcher was almost ½ full when #52 deposited his load. I was as close to cum dumb as I have ever been. I have been used by a lot of guys over the course of several hours, but to be ass fucked and face fucked 52 times in less than 3 hours, that is no easy feat. I was unhooked and immediately lifted on top of the bar and given the pitcher. Ladies, back me up here, but cum is not an easy thing to chug, it’s delicious and tastey right out of the tap, but once it sits, it gets thick, cold and not really all that appetizing. Every single guy there stopped and was watching me shouting CHUG CHUG, like frat boys at a kegger, and I did my best.
I guess my best wasn’t good enough, because after about 5 minutes, there was till probably ¼ of that pitcher of cum left. Master grabbed me by my hair, and pulled me onto my back. He twisted my nipple and told me to open up, I did and he dumped what was left in my mouth. I swallowed a lot but most just ran out of my mouth down my face and pooled onto the bar. He flipped me over and used my body to try to wipe up the mess, smearing me with sperm, spilt beer and whiskey in the process, then he literally shoved me over the other side of the bar and told them to “have fun”.
I was immediately pulled to my knees by my tits and someone shoved his cock down my throat. A second or two later, I felt someone pushing his cock in my cunt. I guess my asshole was just to gaped and stretched to be of use, because not a cock went near it for some time. Over the next hour or so I was basically gang ****d. For a while I was just supported by cocks, but eventually I was back on the table. A guy fucking my mouth might be slapping my face at the same time the guy fucking my cunt was twisting my nipples or grabbing my pussy lips and using them to pull me toward him. I was punched, slapped, pinched, bitten, fuck one guy took of his belt and started beating my pussy. Just FYI I absolutely loved the pussy beating. Eventually my ass became a viable target again. I remember at one point I was sitting on some dudes cock and the guy fucking my pussy was just slapping the shit out of me, tits, face, tits, face then when he came he punched me hard enough to double me over so he could shoot some cum on my face too.
Eventually they all drained their cocks, for the last hour or so of the evening I just laid on that table, covered in beer, vodka, whiskey, cum, spit and god only knows what else. Every few minutes someone might come by and shove a cock in one of my holes, but the hard core fucking was done and guys were getting ready to leave.
It was decided that I should be hung back up in the frame so everyone could take a parting shot. Some just slapped my face, others my tits, some just spit on me on the way out. But my favorites, the guys that know me best, were they 20 or so guys that decided to either kick, slap, or whip me in the cunt. I really can’t help it, pussy pain just gets me going. As sore as I am right now, if someone were to start slapping my pussy, I would be dripping wet in a matter of seconds.
As the last guy was leaving, Master Ty decided that I was way too much of a mess to drive myself home and he didn’t want me to muck up his car so he asked him to take me home. I was loaded into the back of his truck, bare as naked and driven the 20 minutes home. Yes nude, and covered in enough cum to create an army, I had to ride home on 20 degree weather in the back of a pickup.
I was told as I left that I was not to sit on the furniture, but wait for him and his boys. Yes his sons were a part of this debauchery. So I figured that my holes weren’t done yet, but to my pleasant surprise when he got home. The boys went to bed, and Master Ty drew me a hot bath. He washed me clean, toweled me dry then carried me to bed. He held me close, stroked my hair and told me what a good slut I had been for him as I drifted off to sleep.
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