I was asked by a sexy fan to prove that I am really a slut so here’s just one example of some of the things I got up to in my younger years, when I was 25 I started working for another really big company and within 6 months I had slept with quite a few of my male peers all of which were significantly older than me and I ended up with a reputation. during a works training week we were all put in a hotel and during a night out I got so drunk that a couple of my male peers took me back to their room for a threesome for most of it I was on all fours with my pussy and ass in the air being spit roasted ,the room was pretty dark and I was so drunk that I thought the two guys just kept swapping over but every now and again the door would open and light up the room at one stage I noticed there were a further two guys in the room or what I thought was a further two guys, they were wanking over me and groping my body but I carried on, the swapping over started to get more and more frequent but after everyone had cum in or on me I had a shower whilst I was in the shower I could hear them all laughing because they had thrown my clothes out of the window along with all the towels dripping wet through I put my heels on and left the room to retrieve my clothes from outside, the next day a close male friend of mine had told me that he’d heard rumours that a total of 6 guys had been in the room and had a go on me and some drunk guy who was nothing to do with our company but had been in the hotel bar that night, to this day I still do not know how many cocks I had inside me that night or who’s cocks they were ,weeks later the same male friend told me that he had been in the room that night and had a go as well
Lois had a visit from a friend of hers yesterday. She is a lifestyle Dominatrix in a Female led relationship. These days I tend to stay out of the way when Karen visits as she feels Lois is far too soft on me. I heard shrieks of laughter coming from the living room and Lois was near hysterical . When Karen left, she told me the story. As a test of devotion, Karen set up a test. As her husband/slave was driving along she suddenly told him to stop and pointed to a discarded bottle at the side of the road, which clearly contained urine. We often see these in the UK, I believe they are used by lorry drivers to relieve themselves when driving , but don't want to stop. She had planted the bottle earlier and filled it with her own urine. She told him to fetch the bottle and drink the contents. In call credit to him he reluctantly did as he was comanded and drank the contents of the bottle. Karen acknowledged his servitude with a promise of a release when they got home. As they drove off she noticed another bottle on the side of the road and realised it was the bottle she had had actually planted there and she had pointed to the wrong one! She never told him, but couldn't wait to share her joke with Lois. I complain about my life sometimes, but it doesn't compare to Karen's husband.
