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THE TRAINING OF SLUT HEATHER OR MY WEEK-END OF SERVITUDE AND HUMILIATION CHAPTER VIII The Black Dahlia Club By the time we arrived back at the house, my new piercings were not aching as much, with the except of my nipples. They were still very sore and sensitive to the lightest touch. But even then, Ann suggested that I go relieve myself of the tampon, and the enema solution, then take a good shower. I was told to put on a robe and come down to the kitchen for dinner. By the time I carefully showered, so as not to agitate any of my piercings, put on a robe that I found in my closet, I heard the doorbell ring. When I got down the stairs, the pizza delivery boy was handing the boxes to Tom. We both went into the dinning room where Ann had just set the table. I noticed that Ann was dressed in a very tight fitting long black leather dress with black thigh high boots on, there were chrome chain decorations hanging all around the dress and boots. She also wore leather wrist cuffs and collar with studs around them. She made such a very seductive looking dominant, that I could not take my eyes off her. I can't remember what we ate for dinner! I do remember that during dinner Tom mentioned that the "Club" was having a very special "party night" and a large crowd was expected. I wondered what the "special party" was about, but thought best not to ask. After dinner, Ann led me upstairs to dress, at least that was what she called it. First, she gave me a black leather open cup bra to put on. This was more of a cleavage enhancer since my undeveloped breast were completely exposed showing off my new nipple rings. But, it did push my chest up and out to give me the illusion of having size "A" breasts. She had me put a black very sheer stretch lace top on over the bra, this was light enough so as not to put too much pressure on my sore sensitive nipples. Even then, the friction of the lace was very erotic and kept me semi hard most of the night. The top was also very short, coming just down past the bottom of my bra exposing my navel piercing. Next was a red satin mini skirt or should I say ultra mini skirt since it barely covered my ass checks. She gave me a pair of red back seamed thigh high stockings to put on and a pair of black and red 4 inch platform shoes with nine inch heels. My accessories were long dangling gold earrings, and black leather collar with 4 rings spaced around it. The wig was one of the large honey blond bouffant wigs that had been styled that Friday afternoon at the beauty salon. Ann sat me down in front of the vanity mirror and took a long time to put my make up on, taking very special attention to all details. At last she said she was done except for the eye lashes. She showed them to me first, and I gasped at how long and full they were. It took her another 10 minutes to glue them on me just right. I felt like I could hardly keep my eye lids open they were so heavy, but they did look very sexy. I stood up and looked at myself in the vanity mirror, and saw the reflection of what I had seen pictures of Las Vegas show girls look like. I was amazed at the "passable" sexy image that looked back at me from the mirror. I started to worry that I would have to go to the club without panties on, but just then Ann returned from the basement with a box about the size of a cigar box. She said that I would not be experiencing a period as before, but that I needed to be prepared for the activities at the club. She led me back into the bathroom carrying the box. There I saw the dreaded enema bag hanging from the IV stand and attached to the white tubing was another red tubing about three feet long and as big around as my finger. She had me bend over the tub edge as before, while she mixed up the devilish solution and poured it in the bag. She evacuated the tubing over the sink to expel all the air in the tubing then held it up and said, "This is a colon tube. It will help to put the enema deep up in you so that you can hold more, which will probably cause more bloating and cramps, but that is what a female experiences this time of the month." She lubed me up, and the colon tube ,and started to insert it up in me. I thought it would be painful, but the only thing I felt was the end of the tube passing around the bends in my colon. Then I heard the click of the valve opening up and a warm sensation deep up in me. It took quite a long time to empty the bag since she said it need to go in slow so that I could adjust to the intrusion and expanding of my colon. When she pulled out the tube she informed me she had put in two quarts of a water, vodka, douche powder, and peppermint schnapps. "This will give a very perfumed essence when you expel it," she said. "Now, hold that in and don't let a drop of it leak out while I prepare your special tampon." She opened the cigar box and pulled out a butt plug that was so big that I never thought it would go into me. She explained that I would be grateful for the expansion that this would create later in the night when it was removed. I was afraid to ask what she meant. She lubed it up real good and told me to spread my legs very wide apart. She started inserting the monster in my rectum with a very slow shove until I really started moaning from the pressure. Then she said, Heather I want you to try and "shit" this plug out, and at that time I am going to shove it all the way in. "Are you ready?" she asked. All I could do was to shake my head. As soon as she felt me pushing open, she shoved as hard as she could and the plug plopped in all the way to its flared base. The pains was so great that I jumped up and screamed, but in a few seconds the pain subsided and soon all I felt was the ridge of the plug rubbing against my inner ass checks when I walked. Next she handed me a pair of red thong panties to wear. She said that the panties were for traveling only, as sluts like me were not permitted to wear panties in the club. Tom came up at that time and announced it was time to go. We all headed out to the car with me lagging behind since I was having a hard time walking in such high shoes, and the butt plug was causing considerable discomfort. Then, trying to sit down in the car seat was another experience I will never forget. It took me about five minutes to find the best way to sit without pushing the plug in deeper. Even then the half hour ride to the club was total agony for me with the pressure, bloating and cramps I had to endure. Finally we pulled into the parking lot at the side of a building with a sign "THE Black Dahlia Club." Again I had difficulty getting out of the car, but at least I did not have the pressure of the butt plug being forced up in me, but my walk was slow as before. Upon entering the foyer, Tom paid our admission, and had a little small talk with the proprietor and introduced me to him as their new slut-in -training. He responded saying, "We were expecting you Heather since you are going to be the main attraction tonight," and pointed to a sign on the wall behind me. I look around the foyer and saw a big sign tacked on the wall that said, "Welcome To Slut Heather's Coming Out Party." My heart sank as I realized that I was going to be the center of attraction! Once inside I noticed the entire ground floor was filled with B&D equipment of all kinds. Already there was several slaves in bondage on several X-frames and suspension devices. We headed to one side of the room where a set of stairs led up to a mezzanine over looking the "Play Room." Tom went over to a table with a reserved sign on it next to the railing looking down into the main room and seated Ann, and set the "equipment" bag down on one chair and sat down himself. Ann told me to remove my panties and put them in my purse, then I could sit down. Again I had a difficult time getting comfortable sitting. As I kept squirming trying to find the best position, Ann said, "it won't be long now before you can remove that plug, but we need to leave it in as long as possible to allow it to do its job. Within a minute, a waitress came over and took our drink order. She wore only a small apron over her genitals, but other than that she was totally naked showing off her navel, nipple, and septum piercings. And there was a bar that went through the upper half of her ear ridges from front to back. As she walked away, i could tell she was not wearing panties since the apron did not cover her ass, in fact, I noticed some very red welts across her ass as she wiggled it away walking on 5 inch spiked heels. Within several more minutes several couples came in and found tables and several small groups of men wandered in and sat down close to us. When the waitress served our drinks, Tom ordered another drink for me, and said, "She is going to need it for her ordeal tonight!"Ann told me to light up a cigarette and smoke it as sexily as possible. She explained that she wanted to attract the men in the room to notice me and they would know that I was a slut ready for action. I lit up a 120 Misty Menthol and let out a fine stream of smoke over my shoulder. Ann said when I do that I should look directly at one of the men and give him a sexy stare and blink my false eyelashes at him. And each time I blew the smoke out pick out another man to make eye contact with. She added that was the way girls acted like a slut to start off a possible sexual encounter. Well, it seemed to work, after my second cigarette several men came over and started to talk to Tom. All I heard was them asking if, "The slut would be available for some action soon." I guess Tom gave them an affirmative reply as they said to me as the were walking away, "See you later slut." Finally after many more people filled the place, and I finished my second drink, Ann took my hand and the equipment bag Tom had brought in and led me back down the stairs. I needed a little help walking and going down the stairs as the two drinks and the enema up in me were starting to take effect. She led me over to some suspension chains hanging from the ceiling, and placed leather cuffs on my wrists and started to clip me up to them while adjusting the chains to the proper length (not in tension) she whispered in my ear, "This will not hurt much, we are only going to put on a show to attract more players." She pulled up my lace top so all could see my bare breasts and nipple piercings, then pulled up my skirt and tucked the hem into the waist band. Being so short the tucked in skirt left my cock totally exposed. Ann said, "This way, there will be no mistake what you are and prevent some men from getting angry when they find out you are not a real female." In the position I was in, with my top almost totally bare and my ass showing, everyone could see the whip marks Ann had administered that afternoon. Again she whispered in my ear, "Don't worry, I am not going to put more marks over your back side." She pulled a light flogger out of the bag and proceeded to whip my legs, stomach and chest, but was very careful not to hit my nipples; she showed her mastery of instruments of corporal punishment. She did an erotic scene on me alternating with instruments of light weight and arousing me by lightly touching my sore nipples and stroking my cock while pressing her breast against my body. By the time she had finished the "game," there were at least 15 people gathered around us egging her on. Then she announced that the show was over for now, but that we would return for the second act. Ann proceeded to unclipped me from the suspension chains and picked up the bag and led me to a side room that was all white tiled. She informed me that this was the clubs "Medical Room." And to my amazement, it had all the equipment of a hospital examining room complete with a GYN table and medical instruments. She also said this was the only room that had a shower in it. I could not imagine what she needed a shower for. But it soon became apparent when she led me into the shower and positioned me facing the shower outlet with my back side facing the far wall. Now she pulled out a latex glove and pulled onto her right hand. She said, "Heather I want you to spread your legs as far as possible, bend down with your hands on your knees and your ass sticking out as far as possible." I assumed the position as instructed. She then said, "Now when I start pulling on your butt plug, I want you to push as hard as possible to 'shit' it out." I felt her start to pull on the plug and I grunted as hard as possible and in a few seconds out it plopped, and I heard the splash of my enema hit the back wall. I let out a loud "AAARG" when it popped out, but the relief was terrific. It was then that I realized why she had put peppermint schnapps in the solution. The smell coming from the shower was not all that unpleasant and the aroma of peppermint was all that was noticeable. Even then, Ann told me to turn on the shower to wash down the stall. Ann got some paper towels from the dispenser above the sink and came back and wiped my back side real good, then told me to go sit on the toilet and expel the rest of the enema. After about 5 minutes of expelling pockets of the solution, I felt completely empty. By this time Ann had cleaned the butt plug in the sink and lubed it up again. I was horrified when I saw the lubed plug again and cried out lisping, "Noooo, pleath not that in me again!" Ann replied, "Yes, and you will thank me for it later tonight when those large cocks start tearing into your she male pussy! Besides, it will go in a lot easier now since your spinster muscle has been stretched a bit." Sure enough, when she pushed in on it and I pushed out, it slipped in with a wet plopping sound that hurt just enough for me to jerk up right and let out a low moan. Ann led me out of the medical room and back to the main floor then over to a piece of equipment that she called a whipping bench. She said I might get a good canning if I did not perform as a good slut is expected to do, but that was not the purpose of using the whipping bench. She had me kneel down on the lower platform of the bench with my torso over the padded top, and my head hanging down over the far side, she attached ankle cuffs to my legs and clipped them to eye bolts on the bottom of the bench so that my legs were spread far apart. Next she clipped my wrists to the other side of the bottom of the bench. She stopped for a minute to give me some erotic rubbing and stroking of my cock from my back side. She said, "This should get you in the proper mood to be the star in the next scene." In a few minutes, she went to her equipment bag and pulled out what looked like 2 small and short tie down straps, with small clips on it. She proceeded to place the two smallest clips attached to two rubber bands onto my septum piercing and pulled each one along each side of my nose, and with one hand she pulled off my wig and laid it on my back while she attached the other end of the "Y" shaped tie down to the back of my collar. It only took her a few minutes to adjust the contraption so that it put a great strain on my septum piercing forcing my head to tilt way back causing me to stare at the far wall. I could not figure out what she was positioning me for, but was unable to talk with my head so far back and the lisping the tongue piercing created. Then she put the wig back on my head and fluffed it back into shape and announced for all to hear, "The slut is ready." By this time there must have been at least 20 people standing around watching and some of them waiting. In a couple of minutes Tom walked up to us and announced that the "players were "ready." Someone came up in front of me and I could see his condom covered cock was out and coming toward my mouth. My mouth was already open from the pressure on my nose, but I had to open wider to accommodate the size of the cock moving into my mouth. Tom bent down and whispered in my ear, "I have them arranged in order of size so that you will slowly get stretched bigger with each one of them." The man in front of me must have been very eager to get hard since he kept thrusting in and out of my mouth like we was fucking a tight pussy. Within a few strokes and my tongue piercing rubbing the underside of his cock, he swelled up real hard, and I had to start swallowing during each stroke to keep from gagging. But that didn't last long as soon as he got hard he pulled out and walked away. But that was only the beginning, as another cock was waiting to enter my mouth, and I had to take him in as the first one, but he wasn't so eager to get hard and he slowly stroked in and out with a regular rhythm allowing me to massage his cock with my tongue piercing. Then I felt someone push up against my ass. And realized it was the first man, but , I heard Ann say, "John let me lube you up first, and remove her butt Plug!" In a few seconds I felt Ann's hand grab the plug and tug on it. I realized that I would have to help push it out or it was going to hurt much more. In just a just a few seconds man number 1 was back and started ramming his cock deep into my rectum. At the first thrust I let out a loud AAAGH since I had another cock in my mouth and could not scream like I needed to. But after several thrusts from him my rectum stretched back out and allowed painless entry. Just about the time I started enjoying it, the bastard came! As he pulled out and moved away, Ann came up and whispered in my ear, "Isn't it great to have both your orifices filled with cock at the same time? Too bad you are not a real girl, you could service three cocks at the same time, then you would really be a slut!" No sooner had the first man pulled out of my ass, when the second man pulled out of my mouth and went behind me as the first one had. And I barely had time to catch my breath when a third cock came into view and thrust into my mouth, but this one did not have a condom on. I had to trust Tom in knowing who was "safe" and who was not. The second man entered me and while he was a little gentler than the first, He was definitely bigger, and the pain returned as soon as he entered me. But within a few strokes, the pain subsided, and again I started to enjoy the penetration, but again as I was getting real hard, he came and pulled out. Now I realized that the man without the condom was next as he pulled out of mouth and walked behind me. There was a fourth cock staring in my face, but I heard Ann say, "Not yet, give the 'girl' a rest." I was real relived since by this time my jaws were aching from all the sucking I had done. Then I felt that bare cock up against my ass and was afraid that the pain would destroy my hard on, but this gentleman knew how to fuck a lady and a she male, and he entered me very slowly and eased it in slowly until I could feel his balls touch my ball sack. Then he slowly withdrew all the way and entered me again with same slow motion as before and pushed even deeper in me if that was possible, but it felt like it to me. He repeated the complete withdraw several more times, then kept it in and built up to a nice slow rhythm and this allowed me to really enjoy a master artist at fucking a she male slut like me. In fact, I started to move in the same rhythm, but in the opposite direction causing his cock to come out a little farther and definitely driven in deeper. Oh, God was I in heaven, my cock was so hard, then it started to throb, and I thought am I going to cum like this without any manipulation to my cock. Then I remember that Ann had said that I had got off that afternoon with no other stimulation than a sever painful whipping. Then I asked myself if I could do it again now, so I really started to back into his cock each time he thrust in me. By this time I had never felt so hot and turned on as he thrust his cock deep into me, and I noticed that his rhythm was getting much faster and my cock was throbbing harder. I heard Ann tell the fifth man, "You can put it in her mouth now." It was at that instant that I understood what Ann meant by having both orifices filled with cock. No sooner than the cock got big and hard in my mouth I realized it was even bigger than the one fucking me. It took all my concentration to try and swallow every time he pushed deep in my mouth since I was so en rapt with the fucking I was getting at the other end. But then all of the sudden I felt hot liquid squirt into me and that sensation caused me to start spurting cum out too. I felt that I had died and gone to heaven, but before I could finish my orgasm, the fifth man shout his load down my throat and I realized that he was not wearing a condom. I never thought that sex with two men at the same time could be so earth shattering, but the sensation of hot cum erupting in my ass and down my throat at the same time while experiencing my own orgasm was almost too much for me to handle and I started to swoon and get very light headed. Ann must have recognized my problem, since she came over and held my head up and calmed me down with soft and gentle strokes with her hand to my forehead. After a few minutes of rest, Ann told the group around us that Heather was ready for more action and told the remaining players to line up as before and let the orgy continue. There was only four men left, but I was worried that I could not endure much more. But as with youth and a burning desire to complete my assigned task I started with the next man in my mouth when another man was so hard from watching the action that he said he was ready to fuck me. He must have been the last one in line since he had at least an 8 inch cock and 2 inches around. Again I felt the pain as he rammed his monster up in me, then as before the pain subsided after a few strokes, and the sensation was enjoyable as before, but I was too spent to get aroused. So the action continued for almost another hour with several of the men coming back for seconds! By now I was feeling very humiliated at having to be used in such an intimate way with no foreplay. It was then that I realized that I was being used as just a "cum repository." By the time Ann came over to free me from my bondage, I felt like a well used whore must feel after a night of turning tricks. When I stood up I could hardly walk without assistance, but it felt like I was walking on a cloud I was so high with emotion. On the way to the ladies room to "douche out" as Ann called it I could feel the sperm oozing out of me and down my leg. At this time I really got the feeling that I was now a complete uninhibited "SLUT." In the ladies room Ann gave me a bottle of "douche" to use and showed me how to administer it. As I was sitting on the toilet relieving myself, another attractive lady came in and introduced herself as Helen and told Ann what a great show we put on. She pulled Ann over to the far side of the room and talked to her so that I could not hear what was being said. Since Ann had left the stall door open,I saw her shake her head and agree to something then said, "Give us a few minutes to relax and prepare for it." We spent another 10 minutes in the ladies room while Ann repaired my make up and straightened up my wig. Ann escorted me back up to the mezzanine, and as she put it, "For a well deserved drink and rest." Ann ordered us another round of drinks as soon as we sat down with Tom, and whispered something in Toms ear and I could only imagine that it was the agreement that the two ladies had made a few minutes ago. I heard Tom reply that he thought it was acceptable and should be interesting to watch. When the drinks were served, Ann told me to light up another cigarette to calm my nerves and get ready for the next show. She did add that this show would be a little more private and not as exhausting, but could prove to be another mind bending experience for me. As the waitress was serving the drinks she interrupted the conversation by saying, "I was watching the show you put on from up here, and I must say that I wished it were me on that prayer bench. Your lovely slut performed like a real trouper and I wish I could have gotten into the action." Ann replied, "What's your name, and what kind of action do you like?" "Well," the waitress responded, "my name is Joyce, and I like anything vaginal, anal and oral, especially if it involves pain." I noticed that Ann perked up at that remark and mentioned that maybe she could accommodate her. Ann motioned to Helen to come over to our table. After a few minutes of hushed conversation between Helen and Ann they both agreed to something and Ann asked if Joyce could join us in the medical room in about 15 minutes. Joyce looked at her watch, and said, "Make that 20 minutes and I am off work then." Ann responded, "That is great, in the mean time, bring another drink for Heather, she is going to need it!" Again I did not like to hear those words since it sent a shiver up my already whip marked spine. Fifteen minutes, and two drinks, and two cigarettes later, we were headed down to the medical room with Helen following us. We entered the medical room with Tom posted at the door to prevent voyeurs from crowding in. Ann led me over to the GYN table and positioned me on my back with my legs high over head and my feet in the stirrups. Helen pulled a latex glove from Ann's bag onto her right hand and started putting Ky on her hand. While doing this she said in a matter of fact way, "I want to let you know I am a lesbian, I usually do this to girls in the their vagina. And I would never agree to do this to a man, but Heather you look so feminine, except for that ugly thing between your legs, I just had to ask Ann if I could give you my first anal fisting to you. I trust that you feel honored by this service I am going to perform on you?" All I could say was, "I guess so, what ever a fisting is!" Helen just smiled and continued to apply the KY to her hand. By this time Joyce enter the room and was introduced to Helen. Helen proceeded to remove her blouse and bra and I gasped at her lovely pert "DD" breast that stood out like two upright mountains on her chest. She stated rather casually, "I do my best work naked! But I think it best to leave my panties on for at lest a little while." Since Joyce had removed her apron she too was truly naked. Helen looked over at Ann and asked, "Aren't you going to get comfortable TOO?" Ann responded, "Why not?" And began unzipping her leather dress and exposed her black lace "D" cup push up bra, and immediately reach in back of her and unclipped the straps and pulled the bra free from her lovely breasts. Helen let out a 'Oooow yes, they look delicious! Helen then turned her attention to me and asked, "Well, slut, are you ready for your first fisting?" I responded, I guess so, but is it going to hurt?" Her response was very quick,"Hell yes it will hurt, why do you think I like doing this? Well, at least at first it will hurt." Then I felt Helen's two fingers enter my ass and squeeze past my sphincter muscle which caused me to moan a little. Then I felt another finger enter me, and groaned again only a little louder. "Oh that sounds nice," I heard Ann say, "make her scream a little please!" Helen retorted, "I plan on it it Honey," and I saw a big grin on her face. It was then that I realized that I was being administered to by another sadistic female. Helen turned back to face me a said, "Now back to work, a true Mistresses work is never done!" At that time I felt a forth finger enter my ass, and moaned a little louder. She must have had all four fingers up in me stretched out flat since the next motion I felt was moving her fingers together forming a little cone shaped bundle of fingers. Then to my horror, I felt her thumb enter me, and then it dawned on me, she was going to put her whole hand up my ass and make a fist! I screamed out loud, "Oooooh no, not your whole hand?" Helen only smiled and responded, "Yes, slut, my whole fucking hand!" Then started pushing it in slowly until I started to cry out loud. I heard Ann say, "Yes, Helen, make Heather scream for me, that will be music to my ears." I looked over to where Ann and Joyce were standing only to see Ann take Joyce's hand and lead her over to a flat examining table, and help Joyce up on it. She spread her legs far apart and stroked her labia gently until a pleasurable moan come from Joyce's mouth. Ann cooed, "Oh, yes, you are getting hot now, I can feel your pussy juices starting to flowing." Ann stopped her massage and walked over to a medicine cabinet and retrieved a small box and returned to the table Joyce was spread out on, and retrieved a pair of latex gloves from her bag. Snapping on the gloves with a fast ramming motion up and into each glove, Ann smiled and and queried, "Are you ready bitch for a little pain?" Joyce responded, "If that pleases you Mistress." Ann proceeded to open the small box she had gotten from he medicine cabinet and pulled out a surgical/piercing needle and held it up for all to see. Joyce gasped and moaned, "OH no, not needles, Where are you going to put them?" Ann only smiled and retorted, "Where they will hurt the most my dear!" By this time I started to moan then scream as the widest part of Helen's hand must have been entering my sphincter I am sure she stopped pushing for a minute or two to prolong the agony and let me scream loud and long. I heard Ann let out a nice low cooing sound and said, "Oh, how I love that music coming from Heather. Too bad you can't make it last longer." Helen said, "Hand me some of those needles and I will make Heather really sing!" Ann responded, "Heather has had enough piercings for a few days, along with a branding, alligator clips on her nipples, tack bra on her breasts, flogging, and bull whipping. We will have to find another diabolical way to make her sing the sweet music that only pain can elicit." Finally Helen eased her hand deeper up me and I felt a little relief as her wrist must have entered my sphincter causing it to contract tightly around the intruding arm. I let out a little sigh of relief as the pain subsided a little more, but then I felt a big ball forming deep inside me and realized that Helen had formed a her hand into fist up inside me. She started to rotate her fist back and forth in me causing a little discomfort up in me. But that soon gave way to a feeling of being stuffed and filled with a big cock, which made me feel very feminine inside. It started to become a very pleasurable sensation, But feared that Helen would find a way to make it more painful again. I heard a very loud shrill scream coming from Joyce and looked over to see that Ann had just inserted one of those needles into the lips of Joyce's pubic region. The needle enter from the middle of her slit and exited toward her leg. A few second later another emanated from Joyce as another needle entered close to the first one. The screaming continued about every minute until Joyce's left nether lip had five needles lined up and down it. Then I heard Ann exclaim,"OH Shit, I have to go pee! I hate going to the ladies room naked like this with only thigh high boots on in front of all those ogling men!" Helen suggested, "Why don't you use Heather, what else is a submissive good for?" "Nice idea, Helen," Ann replied, "I think I will, Heather needs a good golden shower." Helen added, "While you are doing that I will slide my arm deeper into Heather's ass, I bet that should get a favorable response from her!" I thought, what shower? There isn't a shower head around here, at least not close enough to use on me. By this time Ann had come over to the side of the GYN table and proceeded to climb up over the top of me and sidled around until her pussy was right over my face and centered above my mouth. Ann commanded, "Heather open your mouth wide and start swallowing, and don't miss a drop of my golden nectar!" Then it dawned on me what a golden shower was, and I gasp out loud, "Oh, no, not dat, not like thisth!" But I was too late as I felt the first drops trickle onto my lips and I had to open my mouth to catch it. Ann hollered at me, "Open your mouth wider Heather I am going to let it all go! Keep swallowing as fast as possible or you will loose some if it, and that will make me very angry!" I learned real fast how to swallow with my mouth open, and that is not an easy thing to learn if not threatened by sever punishment. And, I was not about to anger Ann while she was in a very sadistic mood! As I was swallowing as fast as I could I was amazed at how fast a stream of piss can come out, and just how much one can hold and release at one passing. All the while I felt so embarrassed and humiliated knowing that I was being used as a toilet and all the men were watching from the door. I felt really debased and worthless. Finally Ann stopped peeing and then ordered, "Wipe me dry." I let out a "Huh." Ann repeated the order, "Wipe me dry stupid, use your tongue!" I started licking her pussy like she had taught me yesterday, and soon Ann was moaning in pleasure, only to yell at me, "Stop, I don't have time for an orgasm, at least not yet." Ann was able to climb off of me and alight down on the floor in just a few seconds as Helen's arm was still easing deeper in me and causing me to groan louder and louder. Then she began to rotate her arm and thrust it back and forth, which caused me to start screaming again from the pain. Helen must have gotten tired as she started slow down and ease her arm back out of my ass. Another loud shriek emanated from the direction of Joyce and as I glanced over I saw another needle pushed into the right side of her nether lips. Every minute I heard another scream from Joyce while Helen was retrieving her arm from my over stretched ass. After the fifth scream from Joyce, I heard Ann say, "I have a pussy ready for fisting, Helen!" Helen responded, "As soon as I free my arm from Heather. I am doing it slow and keeping my fist formed to create the most painful withdraw possible, just so we can hear more sweet music from Heather." Ann replied, "Oh Helen, you are such a dear sadistic, we make such a good team don't we?" Helen laughed and said, "We are the best I am sure of that!" I had to agree, and I was sure after Helen got through fisting Joyce, she would have to agree also. Just at that time, Helen's fist must have started to exit my ass as the pain began to build until I was a screaming wreck and was shuddering up and down with pain emanating from around my ass. I suspect that Helen kept her fist in me those last few inches until my screams started to die down then she jerked it out in one swift motion that caused one last loud screech from my throat. Helen peeled off her latex glove and as she was tossing it in the trash she looked at me and told me, "I would love to have you eat my pussy, but I don't have time for that, since there is another orifice waiting for me to fill. Maybe some other day we can get together again and pleasure each other." I shuddered at the though of another fisting, but deep down inside I prayed that we could meet and Helen could work her exquisite erotic ministrations on me. At this time Tom poked his head in the door and told Ann and me it was time to go. Ann replied, "In just a minute, I need to prepare Heather for her ride home, and I want to see Helen fist Joyce with those needles I put in her." Ann did start putting on her bra and dress while watching Helen re-glove, lube and position herself between Joyce's legs. I was busy wiping my ass clean from all the KY, and I suspect some residue seaman the was still up in me. I was still dressed in the lacy top, short skirt, and 5 inch heels since the skirt ,heels, and top were never in the way of any anal or oral action I had endured so far. All I needed to do was retrieve my purse, and I was ready to go. But Ann reminded me that she needed to prepare me for the ride home, and for me to go back upstairs and get my purse, then meet her in the ladies room. On my way out I heard a loud scream from Joyce and I suspected that Helen's hand entering her pussy causing the lips to stretch and the needles to move. On the way to and from the mezzanine, several men tried to pick me up, but I gracefully declined and rushed to the ladies room before any of them tried to force me into a sexual situation. I had to pass the Medical Room on my way to the Ladies and I could hear another long and loud scream form Joyce at lest 50 feet from the door and it continued until I reached the door when all of the sudden her screams turn into long low moans and heavy breathing. I suspect she reach the first of many painful/pleasurable orgasm's that night. I entered the ladies room where Ann was waiting for me with a latex glove on one hand and a tube of KY in the other. I pleaded, "Oh, not another tampon and enema!" Ann only laughed, and said, "Not now, I don't have the equipment in here. But, I do have something else for you to make a memorable exit from the the club, now bend over!" I did as instructed, and felt her slippery finger enter my rosebud (which was now more like a fully opened flower), and move around to lube me up real good. She must have reached down into her "Equipment Bag" and retrieve something, since I could not see behind me. But I sure felt something press against my hole, and slowly enter me. Ann informed me, "This is another plug, and not as big as the other one, but big enough so that it should not fall out of you either." Sure enough it was big enough to make me push out to ease the pain as she pushed it in. "You can stand up now Heather," she ordered me. As I stood up, I felt something long and bristle like rustling against my inner legs. Curiously, I bent over and looked between my legs and saw a horses tail swishing between my nylon covered legs. The tail must have been attached to the plug, and it hung down at least 15 inches below my ass cheeks. With the red Micro Mini Skirt on, everyone could see almost the total length hanging out of me. Ann picked up her purse and admonished me, "Get your ass and 'tail' in gear, time to go!" That was the most embarrassing exit I from a club or party that I ever made, several men hollered Whoa, horsey" at me as we walked the length of the "play room" floor and toward the door. As we met Tom at the door, He said, "She looks so sexy, we must train a 'Pony Girl' next, don't you think so?" Ann responded, "I think Heather would make a lovely Pony Girl after her breast's get bigger!" I thought to myself, I am almost glad that I am leaving Sunday night because being a "Pony Girl" surely would be most humiliating, and I suspect very painful! On the way home, Tom asked me if I felt like a well fucked slut, and I replied, "My 'pussy' is sore, and my mouth jaws still ache from all those cocks, but yes, I never felt so used and abused in my life. I can't believe I took all those cocks, and still was ready for more sex." Ann chimed in and said, "Tomorrow will be another sexual experience with all the Girls we have coming to the Brunch Party. In fact, You will need to be up by 9 AM and be dressed and ready to let the caterer in by 10 am. I expect you to be dressed very feminine, and sexy, it would not fit our reputation for him to think we harbor cheap transvestites at our house. I want him to know that we only train the very best females, or, the next best substitute!" I went to bed that night with a throbbing "Pussy," my jaws still aching from all those cocks and fist, and Ann's the golden shower in my tummy. I was almost glad that my week end vacation was almost over, but started to realize that this was what I was meant to be and do. So my thought was, I wished it would never end, and I could be their full time live in slut. My dreams were full of enormous cocks, tight pussies, and sexy revealing female outfits.