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Chapter 78 - JOANNE'S FALL PT. 04 – MARKED

Joanne is a 46 year old married woman. Her sex life with her husband has died a long time ago so she resorted to having online sex with men on a chatroom. She came to love having men treated her like a slut online. Accidentally sending a naked photo with her face on, Joanne learns that the person she's sent it to knows her and her husband Freddy. This is her fall.

Part 1

After learning she is being blackmailed by this stranger, she is forced to flash her bare pussy in public to strangers. Afterwards she is forced to ask people to make her cum. Eventually, a 20 year old agrees and he fingers her to orgasm down an alley way and then Joanne gives him a handjob until he cums.

Part 2

Joanne loses more control to her blackmailer. Having to finger herself at work and just stopping before getting to cum. Afterwards she's ordered to a glory hole where she sees her blackmailers cock in real life. For the first time, she physically cheats on her husband by sucking his cock until she swallows him cum, only to be made to cum whilst looking at his cock. Joanne goes back to work and spends a virtual meeting with a dildo in her pussy. Afterwards, her assistant who she is a bitch to gets sent the videos of Joanne and tells Joanne that she is no longer going to boss her around.

Part 3

Joanne's assistant Claire takes full advantage of the blackmail. First she fucks Joanne's pussy whilst in her office with a dildo before shoving it down Joanne's throat. After that, Claire makes Joanne lick her pussy, the first time Joanne has ever done anything with a woman. Afterwards, Joanne has to go home on her lunch and get fucked by a big black man that her blackmailer owed money too. She was punished for cumming whilst having sex with this black man without her blackmailers permission and punishment is due.

Part 4

"Did you do as you're told?" Claire asks as Joanne enters her own office, surprised to see Claire is sat on her chair at her desk with her feet up.

"Claire..." Joanne replies before being interrupted by her blackmailer.

"That's strike one." Claire says calmly, leaning back on Joanne's chair.

Joanne hangs her head and closes the door, grateful that no one else is in the office to see her being treated like this.

"Please, Mistress." Joanne corrects herself, "What if someone saw this?"

"Don't worry about that slut," Claire replies, a huge smile on her face, flashing her perfectly white teeth.

"It's too risky." Joanne whispers, although she wants to argue about ending this altogether, she knows that Claire won't agree.

"Enough!" Claire shouts and startles Joanne, still not being used to her assistant talking to her like this.

Claire brushes her long, blonde hair back and brings her feet down from Joanne's desk and onto the floor.

"Get on your knees, my slave." Claire orders and Joanne's eye shoot wide open, knowing exactly what she wants.

"Please Mistress, I'm not gay. I can't...." Joanne argues until Claire shouts back at her.

"Strike two! You stupid fucking whore! Get on your knees and crawl here now!" Claire orders.

Joanne stares at her, knowing that she should stand her ground, but feeling weak against this younger woman.

"If you are not on the floor in 3 seconds then your husband gets everything," Claire threatens, showing no sign of backing down. "Now I don't want that as I enjoy owning your bitch arse, however if you keep disobeying then I will do it."

"Okay, okay...I'm sorry." Joanne whispers, yet again defeated, lowering herself onto the office floor.

"Good girl, now crawl to me." Claire orders in a harsh tone.

Adding onto her humiliation, Joanne gets onto her hands and starts to crawl over to the younger woman behind her own desk.

I can't believe this is happening to me! Joanne moans in her head.

She reaches the young woman, looking up, Claire is grinning an evil smile back down at her. Ever so slowly, Claire spreads her legs and reveals her smooth, tight pussy under her skirt.

"Now, lick my cunt my dyke slave." Claire orders.

Joanne's eyes plead at her assistant, however she's just met with a stern look as though to say "Don't fuck with me."

The older woman sighs to herself one last time before leaning her head in between Claire's thighs. Extending her tongue, she realises this is just the second time in her life she's licking a woman's pussy.

Luckily for Joanne, she actually finds the taste of Claire's pussy extremely intoxicating.

"Good slut, this is going to be your usual morning task." Claire moans.

"I can't do this every morning." Joanne tries to argue and lifts her head up.

Suddenly, Claire's hand grips the back of Joanne's brunette hair and yanks her head back.

"Ahhh fuck!" Joanne shouts out in pain, feeling like her hair is being pulled out of her head.

"If you fucking talk back to me again then I will end you." Claire whispers, her face only an inch from Joanne's. Her tone even more frightening than when she shouts and Joanne knows that she means it.

"I.... I.... I'm sorry." Joanne whispers out, hoping the agonising pain of Claire's grip won't last much longer.

"Good whore!" Claire replies, still gripping Joanne's hair she pushes her head back to her pussy.

Joanne automatically sticks her tongue out and starts to flick it again Claire's swollen clit, it would seem that abusing Joanne really turns Claire on.

Joanne doesn't want to piss off the young woman any more and focuses on pleasing her clit. Flicking and massaging her clit over and over with her wet tongue.

"Mmmm that's good, how does my cunt taste?" Claire moans, finally releasing Joanne's hair.

"Delicious." Joanne moans back, wanting to keep her happy.

"Finger me!" Claire orders.

Doing as she's told, Joanne pushes a single finger deep into Claire's now soaking wet pussy and drives it in and out of her as she attacks the woman's throbbing clit.

"Fuck yes, don't fucking stop! Get used to licking this cunt you fucking whore!" Claire moans loader and loader, loving the power she has over her boss.

"Mmmm!" Joanne moans, actually enjoying the taste and appreciating not getting any physical abuse for the time being.

"Fuck... fuck... fuck... I'm gonna cum you fucking slluuuuuuuuttttttt!!!" Claire moans out, pulling Joanne's head deeper into her pussy and clenching her toned thighs around her.

Joanne feels a wave of juices over her face as her assistant cums from her tongue and finger.

"Fuckkkk, good girl." Claire whispers, pushing Joanne away and forcing her to fall on her back.

What confuses Joanne more, she finds herself incredibly turned on right now.

"Right, you best do some work." Claire says standing up and pulling her skirt down, "We are having a very long lunch together." Claire informs her.

"W-what are we doing?" Joanne asks back.

"Your punishment." Claire says walking out of the office without explaining further.

Joanne gets onto her own chair and holds her head in her hands.

This can't get fucking worse! What is wrong with me! She argues in her own head, distraught over her situation.

For a few hours Joanne tries to carry on work as normal until midday, she hears a knock on her door and Claire walks in with a grin on her face.

"Ready?" She says.

"Y-yes." Joanne says back, knowing to not argue again.

They both walk out together through the main office, Joanne can see a few of her employees looking at them with a bit of a strange look. Joanne has never been one to spend time outside of work with her employees so they must find this strange.

"You're driving." Claire says, not giving Joanne an option. Slowly, Joanne is growing used to her assistant talking to her like this.

Getting in the car, Joanne puts on her seatbelt.

"Where to?" Joanne asks.

"To the Houghton shopping centre." Claire replies.

"That's nearly 45 minutes away?" Joanne asks to make sure she means the right one.

"You don't want anyone you know seeing us do you?" Claire says with a grin.

"W.." Joanne goes to ask why, however she stops herself, knowing not to question Claire, "Yes Mistress." She corrects herself.

"Good girl, you're learning," said Claire, with a laugh.

Joanne starts the engine and drives to the shopping centre, partly grateful that she won't know anyone there, but also worrying over what Claire has in mind.

"When was the last time you fucked your husband?" Claire asks, breaking the silence.

"W-why?" Joanne questions back.

"Just understanding how you came to be such a whore. I'm guessing you don't fuck a lot if you have to cheat around." Claire says calmly.

"I don't cheat," Joanne corrects her before being hit with shame, "Well, I didn't."

"You're a massive cheater now you little slut!" Claire laughs.

Hearing this and accepting that she is an adulterer, Joanne nearly starts to cry.

"So, when did you last fuck?" Claire asks.

"Maybe 2 years ago." Joanne whispers, feeling ashamed of herself.

"Fucking hell!!! That makes sense then!" Claire laughs, "How often does he see you naked?"

Joanne hates these questions, but she knows better than to not answer.

"Never, I got to bed earlier than him and I'm asleep in my pyjamas before he gets in. He hasn't seen me naked in a long time." Joanne replies.

"Good." Claire says with a grin but Joanne doesn't want to ask why.

After five more minutes of silence Claire turns her head back to Joanne.

"Your Master and I have decided on your punishment." Claire says.

Joanne really wants to ask what it is, but doesn't want to get in any more trouble.

"Yes Mistress." Joanne says, continuing to drive.

Suddenly, Claire's hand lands on Joanne's bare thigh, below her skirt and grabs onto her.

"For a thick woman you feel toned." Claire says feeling Joanne's larger thighs.

"Thank you?" Joanne replies, a little hurt by being called thick.

Without any warning, Claire's hand quickly goes up Joanne's leg and two fingers plunge deep into her pussy.

"Woooahhhh." Joanne moans out, trying to focus on driving.

"Why are you so wet, slave?" Claire asks, pumping her two fingers in and out of Joanne's pussy.

"I... don't know." Joanne moans back to her.

As she tries to drive, Joanne can feels Claire's face inches to her side and her warm breath in her ear.

"You're so fucking pathetic," Claire whispers as her fingers fuck her pussy, "Big strong woman? Really you're just a cheating, nasty whore."

"Plleeaaaseee." Joanne moans, hating the hurtful words that Claire is saying but unable to hide the pleasure from being fingered.

"Letting a girl young enough to be your daughter to finger your desperate cunt," Claire mocks her further, "You're such an embarrassing, thick whore."

"Pleeeassee stoppp." Joanne moans out, feeling her eyes well up from the hurtful words.

Joanne has to stop for a redlight and another car pulls up along side her.

"Open your window." Claire orders still fingering her.

Joanne turns her head in shock, not believing what she's being ordered.

"Open your window and shout over to them that I'm fingering you." Claire orders again.

She's so fucking horrible! Joanne thinks to herself.

Lowering her winder, Joanne turns her head and sees two young men, must be in their twenties, looking over to her, clearly figuring out what is going on in their car.

The one close to her lowers his window and the two young men smile at her.

"She's fingering me!" Joanne says over.

"Louder!" Claire shouts at her.

For fuck sake!

"She is fingering me right now!!" Joanne shouts over and the two men burst into laughter.

Joanne can feel her face burning red with humiliation and a tear starts to drop down her face. She suddenly feels Claire's fingers leave her desperate pussy, just short of cumming.

"Open up whore." Claire orders and without giving her time, Joanne feels Claire's two fingers forced into her mouth.

Claire harshly shoves her fingers down Joanne's throat and makes her gag around them. She can taste her own pussy as her mouth is fucked in front of these strangers, just adding to her humiliation.

Not being able to stop herself from gagging as Claire pushes her fingers deeper down her throat, Joanne can feel some of her spit drool down her chin. She looks at the two men who have stopped laughing and are just staring at her in disbelief.

"Green light." Claire says pulling her fingers out of Joanne's mouth and some spit falls down her chin.

Quickly looking straight ahead, Joanne drives, hoping to get away from the young men and the embarrassment that's just happened to her, although she can't deny, she wishes that Claire made her cum.

"How was that?" Claire asks with a light giggle in her voice.

"Mortifying." Joanne replies honestly, hoping that if she keeps saying how much she doesn't want this then maybe Claire will lighten up.

"Shame." Claire laughs back at her.

Joanne pulls up to the shopping centre and turns off the engine.

"Right then slut," Claire says turning to face Joanne, "You are going to do every single thing I say and if you talk back to me even once then your life is over."

"Y-yes Mistress." Joanne tells her, fear totally taking over her and wondering what her punishment is going to be.

"Good whore, you Master and I have been deciding your punishment and we have come to an agreement." Claire says.

"W-what is it?" Joanne asks.

"You'll find out." Claire spits out and gets out of the car.

Oh god, what is about to happen to me? Joanne panics, her hands shaking as he open her car door and steps outside.

As they walk through the car park and into the shopping centre Joanne is looking all around to make sure there is no one who recognises her.

Suddenly, Joanne feels Claire harshly slap her arse as they walk. Her eye shoot wide, not believing she just did that so open in the public.

"Nearly there slut." Claire says with a smile.

Joanne nervously pulls her skirt a little lower down and closes her blazer that's covering her white shirt.

"Here we are." Claire says stopping outside of a shop.

Looking up, Joanne's jaw nearly hits the floor as she sees it's a tattoo and piercing shop!

"What are we doing here?!" Joanne almost shouts at her assistant.

"Your punishment, come on." Claire says, completely ignoring Joanne's fear and she walks inside.

Oh my god! What am I about to have done?! This can't be real! I'm 46 years old! I'm married with a 20 year old son! I can't be having tattoos or piercings! Joanne panics.

"Get in here now!" Claire suddenly shouts, opening the door once again.

Knowing that she has absolutely no say, Joanne hangs her head and follows inside to discover how bad her punishment is going to be.

Stepping inside, Claire closes the door and Joanne looks around, seeing a few staff working and one woman getting a tattoo on her arm.

Please got don't be a tattoo! Joanne prays.

"Hi, can I help you?" A woman with blue hair and many piercings comes over and asks.

"Yes we have a booking under Joanne," Claire replies politely.

"Ah yes, come on through," the blue haired woman replies and starts to walk away.

Joanne grabs Claire's arm and whispers into her ear.

"What am I getting?" She stutters out, feeling sick to her stomach.

"You are getting what I tell you," Claire whispers back then leans in close, "If you fight it at all then your husband sees everything."

"But what about my husband? He will see!" Joanne asks her in a panic.

"Don't lie to me, you told me he hasn't seen you naked in a long, long time!" Claire says and Joanne realises why Claire was asking her questions in the car. "You will be able to hide this easy from him," she sadds.

Claire pulls Joanne's hand away and walks to catch up with the blue haired woman.

Joanne slowly meets up with them and the blue haired woman pulls a curtain around them, with a chair in the centre.

"Please take a seat." The blue haired woman says softly.

Feeling like she could be sick at any moment, Joanne nervously sits down and looks at the two women.

"If you can take off your blazer and shirt that would be great," the blue haired woman says.

Take off my top, oh god, this is hell! Joanne fears.

With her hands still shaking, she pulls off her blazer and starts to undo her shirt, then remembering she doesn't have a bra on. She looks up at Claire who has her arms crossed and is smiling at her, giving her a nod to continue.

I can't believe this is happening to me. Joanne panics, finishing undoing her shirt, she takes it off and sits in front of these two women with her big, heavy tits hanging openly.

"Okay, please lean back." The blue haired woman instructs, and Joanne does as she's told.

Leaning back in the chair, the ceiling light blinding her, she decides to just close her eyes and not open them until it's over.

Then, a cold cloth is rubbed against her right nipple three or four times, causing Joanne to jump in shock.

"Sorry, should've warned you." The blue haired woman laughs.

"I-it's okay." Joanne stutters, wondering what is about to happen.

The blue haired woman's glove covered hands start to hold onto Joanne's tits.

"Ready?" She asks.

"S-sure." Joanne stutters.

CLICK!

"Ahhhh fuck!!" Joanne jumps feeling a sharp stabbing pain in her right nipple. Opening her eyes she sees that the blue haired woman had moved away and left was a piercing on her nipple.

"All done." The blue haired woman says standing up.

A piercing pain remains on Joanne's nipple as a tear runs down her face, not sure if it's from the pain or from the fact she now has a nipple piercing against her will.

"What do you think?" The blue haired woman asks holding up a mirror to Joanne's nipple.

Joanne looks up to Claire giving her a stern look.

Looking in the mirror, Joanne can see it is a steel piercing of a black bunny that covers most of her large nipple.

"I... love it." Joanne lies, when in reality she wants to rip it off and run.

"Great." The blue haired woman says, "I'll leave you to get changed." Then she stands up and walks away.

"Well done, I'm impressed." Claire says looking down at Claire.

"Why?" Joanne asks, feeling on the brink of breaking down.

"Now you know you belong to black cock, that's what the black bunny represents." Claire tells her.

"I don't understand." Joanne whispers.

"Don't worry, one day I'll get you something to represent me as your Mistress." Claire says.

Joanne's head flops back, giving up, she knows she's completely defeated and can't see any point in fighting anymore.

She feels a slight pain as Claire's fingers grab onto her piercing and she starts to play with it, pulling on it. Weirdly enough causing Joanne pain and a bit of pleasure.

"Get your top on, we have stuff to do," Claire says walking away, pulling the curtain open as she does, leaving anyone looking in to see Joanne topless.

She looks up and sees the woman getting a tattoo smiling at her. Joanne quickly grabs her top and covers herself.

Walking out of the shop, Joanne can feel a slight pain still in her nipple as it rubs again her shirt.

"Follow me, quickly!" Claire says walking away.

Joanne follows behind, looking down and seeing if the piercing sticks through her shirt, it does.

What am I going to do? I will have to always make sure it's not on show in front of Freddy! Joanne panics.

Joanne mindlessly follows Claire without even paying any attention, it's only when she closes a door that she realises they are in the bathroom of the shopping centre.

"In here!" Claire shouts and walks into one of the cubicles.

No, she can't be serious! Not here! Joanne thinks, except that doesn't stop her following her Mistress.

Joanne slowly walks in and closes the door, surprisingly the bathroom is quiet spacious and Joanne has a bit of space between her and Claire.

"Show it me again!" Claire orders.

Without saying a word, Joanne undoes her shirt until it's fully open and pulls it to the side, unleashing her bit tits.

"Fuck that's so hot!" Claire moans, reaching out and grabbing onto the piercing.

"Ahhh!" Joanne whimpers out, still sore. Although she just stands there and takes it, knowing she can't do anything to argue back. She watches as her young assistant plays with her nipple and squeezes her tit.

Suddenly, Claire's other hand is under Joanne's skirt and two fingers are quickly pushed deep into her surprisingly wet pussy.

"Fuuucckkk!" Joanne moans louder than she intends to.

I must still be horny from nearly cumming in the car! Joanne tries to argue in her head.

Claire's hand grips around Joanne's throat and pushes here back against the cubical door as her two fingers quickly fuck her soaking wet pussy.

"Now you even have a symbol to show that you are owned." Claire whispers to her, "You like that whore? That you are just someone's property? You're no longer a married business woman or a mother, you're just a pathetic whore for black cock!"

"Urrrghhh!" Joanne moans out, wanting to argue but Claire's grip around her throat is stopping her from breathing.

"That's it slave, letting me finger fuck you in a public toilets, you're so fucking wet! You must love it!" Claire whispers as her fingering gets faster and faster.

Much to Joanne's dismay, she feels her orgasm rising. Being choked so hard and held against he door is just increasing her pleasure and her dripping wet pussy starts to clench around Claire's fingers.

"You're going to cum aren't you whore!" Claire moans loudly and Joanne fears someone can hear them.

Joanne can only shake her head as Claire's grip on her throat stays tight.

She hears the door to the bathroom open and someone enters, their footsteps echoing around the bathroom.

"Say it!" Claire whispers, looking deep into Joanne's desperate eyes.

"I'm going to cum." Joanne whispers as Claire lightens her grip.

"Louder whore!" Claire says, definitely loud enough to be heard by this stranger.

"I'm gonna cum!!" Joanne almost shouts out in a moan as Claire's fingers hammer in and out of her pussy.

"What the fuck!" They hear another female voice say.

"You want to cum from my fingers you little slut?!" Claire asks again loudly.

"Yes Mistress!" Joanne shouts, defeated by her pleasure, "Please can I cum?!"

"Get a fucking room!" The stranger shouts and suddenly her footsteps leave the room.

"No you can't." Claire says, releasing Joanne's throat and pulling her fingers out of her desperate pussy.

"Pleeeassee." Joanne moans, being so close to cumming for the second time.

Joanne stares at her Mistress, her exposed chest heaving up and down with just pure desire to cum. Claire sits down on the toilet and spreads her legs, once again showing her smooth pussy.

"Lick my cunt!" Claire orders.

"Yes Mistress." Joanne replies, the thought of arguing not even in her head anymore, if there's a chance of cumming then she will do it.

Joanne drops onto her knees in this public bathroom and buries her head in between Claire's legs. Instantly licking her sweet, juicy cunt.

Joanne's tongue runs along her wet pussy lips, sucking each one into her mouth before finally making her way to Claire's throbbing clit.

"Mmmm you're getting good at that you fucking whore!" Claire moans out, clearly not caring if anyone else comes into the bathroom.

"Mmmm!" Joanne moans as she attacks Claire's clit with her wet tongue.

Over and over she flicks her swollen clit, Joanne brings a hand up and slides two fingers deep into her Mistress's pussy and fucks her faster and faster.

"Oh fuck, you naughty little slut! You want to taste my cum again?" Claire moans, holding Joanne's head in her hands.

"Yes Mistress!" Joanne moans back, barely taking her tongue away from Claire's delicious pussy.

"FUUUUCCCKKKK!!!" Claire moans and Joanne is rewarded with a face full of Claire's sweet cum.

She continues to massage her clit throughout her orgasm, hoping that in doing so she will be allowed to cum herself.

Then, Claire pushes her head away and stands up.

"Get up slut, we still have a lot to do!" Claire says, opening the cubical door she steps over Joanne who is still on the floor and walks away.

Joanne looks out and sees a girl who must be only 19 washing her hands in the sink, she looks back and makes eye contact. Then, Joanne realises she is still on her knees, her face covered in Claire's pussy juices and her shirt wide open with her big tits out.

Fuck sake! Joanne thinks, shutting the door and trying to make herself more presentable.

Stepping out of the cubical, luckily for Joanne the younger woman has gone but Claire is stood there with her arms crossed.

"Hurry the fuck up!" Claire orders.

Joanne catches herself in the mirror, her make up is spread around her face and there is a clear gleam of pussy juice all over her.

"Can I clean myself first?" Joanne asks.

"No, wear it with honour!" Claire orders, grabbing Joannes hand and dragging her out of the bathroom.

Please, I can't take much more of this! Joanne thinks to herself as she catches people staring at her, obviously realising what a mess her face looks.

Joanne walks through the shopping centre humiliated with being seen like this until they finally get outside.

They both get back into Joanne's car.

"We're going back to your place." Claire tells her.

"M-my place?" Joanne asks back, wondering why she wants to go there.

"Yes, now hurry up!" Claire barks back.

The entire drive is in silence, except Joanne's mind is running wild.

What are we doing at my place? Please don't tell me another random man is coming over to fuck me! I don't know how much longer I can go without getting caught or at least having a break down!

They pull up to Joanne's house and they both enter.

"Take me to your room." Claire orders.

Without saying a word, Joanne guides her to the room she shares with her husband. The husband who before a few weeks ago she never cheated on.

"Take your clothes off and lie down." Claire orders.

"Y-yes Mistress." Joanne replies.

She slowly takes off her clothes until she stands completely naked in front of her assistant.

"You do have a pretty hot body, for a bigger woman." Claire says, her fingertips tickling around Joanne's skin. Except once again being called a bigger woman hurts her.

"Lie down, you fucking idiot," Claire barks.

Doing as she's told, Joanne lies back and watches as Claire puts her bag onto the floor. She pulls out, to Joanne's utter shock, a blind fold.

She goes to argue back but stops just before something comes out, knowing what will happen if she talks back to her Mistress.

Instead, she lies there and allows this younger woman to tie the blindfold around her head.

"Open up." Claire orders.

Joanne opens her mouth and is shocked to feel a large, plastic like ball being forced into her mouth. This ball is then tied around the back of her head, making her teeth sink into it. Joanne goes to speak but all that comes out is muffled groans.

For a few minutes, Joanne lies there, unable to talk or see as Claire moves around her room.

Before she has chance to react, Joanne feels what must be a handcuff being locked onto her wrist. She goes to move but the other side but be locked onto the corner of the bed.

"Mmhhhhh!!" Joanne goes to shout.

SLAP!

Claire's hand strikes across her face hard and shocks Joanne to being silent.

"Stay fucking still!" Claire shouts.

"Mhmmm." Joanne moans back in agreement, although she can feel a tear running down the side of her face as Claire handcuffs her other wrist and both her ankles so she is spread eagle on the bed.

Unable to see or speak, Joanne realises she is completely helpless in this position. Claire can literally do whatever she wants to her and Joanne can't even attempt to fight back.

What comes to Joanne's head is, a few weeks ago she used to talk to strangers online about being in this sort of position and she used to get off to it, however now it actually happening and against her will, she's only filled with fear.

"Let's get a few photos first," Claire says.

Joanne wants to argue but doesn't see the point, her blackmailers already have so much evidence to use against her.

"Oh, that's a great one, it's even got a photo of you and your husband in the background." Claire laughs, her voice like a dagger into Joanne's heart.

Oh god, poor Freddy. He doesn't deserve this, what would he do if he knew, probably divorce me and take half of my company from me! Joanne thinks to herself as she lays there at Claire's mercy.

"Right, I'm off." Claire suddenly announces.

"Mhhmm!!" Joanne shouts, seriously hoping that Claire is not about to leave her like this!

"Someone will be here soon, or a few, or none, who knows." Claire says with a laugh and Joanne hears her footsteps leave and the door close.

Oh my god! What do I do?! I'm completely stuck in the darkness, how the fuck will I explain this to Freddy?!

Joanne writhes and tries to fight her way out of her handcuffs but nothing helps. The knot around her blindfold and her gag are too tight for her to get them off. She fights for what feels like twenty minutes to no luck.

Lying there, panting for breath from shaking around so much she wonders what to do next.

What feels like another twenty minute, Joanne lies there completely useless.

Am I just supposed to stay here all day until Freddy gets back to let me out? What will he think?! Wait, what if I need to go the toilet?!

Then, Joanne hears something for the first time since Claire left. The door to her room opens and she hears some footsteps enter.

"Mhhmmm!" Joanne tries to shout through the gag, wondering who it is in her room.

Is it Freddy? Is it Claire? Her blackmailer? Or maybe some other man that is being allowed to fuck her!

Suddenly, a hand is felt on the bottom of Joanne's bare legs. Gripping and rubbing her smooth skin.

No please! I don't want this, please don't let this person fuck me! Joanne thinks to herself, although her body is frozen solid in fear.

Another hand appears on her other leg and both hands start to rub and squeeze her thick thighs as they slowly work up to her exposed pussy.

"Mmmhhhhmm!!" Joanne suddenly moans as a finger slides easily into her still soaked pussy!

This person waists no time fingering her faster and faster, properly fucking her pussy with his finger.

This can't be Freddy, he would never do this! Joanne thinks to herself, even more mortified about her situation and how she is currently unwillingly cheating on him again.

Joanne feels pleasure starting to come from being fingered against her will.

As this persons fingers keep pumping in and out of Joanne's pussy that grows wetter and wetter, she feels their other hand reach up and grab onto her big tits.

"MMHHH!!" Joanne screams into the gag as this stranger harshly squeezes her tit into their hands.

She writhes in her chains once again but it's no use, this person, whoever it is, can do absolutely anything they want and Joanne can't do anything to stop it.

The person starts to grab her brand new, black bunny, piercing. Pulling on it and twisting, causing pain onto Joanne's tits.

"Mmmhhh!!!" Joanne shouts in pain again, only to me muffled by the gag.

In an instant, the hand leaves her tits and she feels a strong grip onto her throat pushing her down onto the bed.

Joanne really starts to panic now, whoever this person is, is choking her hard and she can't even attempt to fight back.

"Hhhhhhhh." She can lightly groan into the gag as the fingers dig tighter into the side of her neck, choking her harder.

Oh my god! What can I do?! What if they kill me!! Joanne fears as the grip gets tighter and her oxygen is getting completely cut off.

The strangers fingers leave her wet pussy and she feels them wiping her own juices over her big tits.

Joanne starts to panic more, writhing and trying to gasp for air as her head slowly starts to go light.

With this strangers grip still not loosening, Joanne's body is shook as she feels what must be a giant cock sliding balls deep into her drenched fucking pussy!

Oh god! This is not happening! He's forcing his cock in me as he chokes me out!! Joanne panics more and more as her body writhes more, desperate for air as she feels this big cock slowly sliding in and out of her.

Joanne lies there, star fished, bound and gagged as someone who she has no idea is forcefully fucking her unprotected pussy faster and faster as her head goes lighter and lighter from his harsh choking.

The occasional grunt manages to leave her as her body rocks back and forth from the giant cock destroying her desperate, wet pussy.

"HHHHHHHHHHHHMMMMMM!!" Joanne suddenly screams into the gag as soon as this persons grip is released from her throat, although Joanne worries about it leaving a mark because he held onto her so tight.

All Joanne can do is breath heavily through her nose as this man fucks her over and over. To her complete humiliation, Joanne's pussy starts to react amazingly to this cock that's stretching her so perfectly.

Her heavy breathing starts to turn into moans as his cock goes balls deep into her wet cunt over and over. Something about having so much oxygen cut off from her seems to have enhanced her pleasure.

"Mmm....Mmmmm...Mmmmm!" Joanne moans into the gag.

She doesn't even attempt to move, just the forcefulness of the man fucking her is making her wrists and ankles rub against the cuffs as she just allows this person to take her.

Feeling completely helpless and at his whim, Joanne can hear his breathing growing heaver as his cock really hammers into her. She starts to worry that she will have bruises around her pussy from him fucking her so dam hard.

"Mmmm! Mmmm!! Mmmmm!!!" Joanne moans louder into the gag, against her will her orgasm starts to grow.

Oh fuck, what if he cums in me?? He doesn't know I'm unprotected! Joanne panics, but nothing is stopping her own orgasm from hitting her.

Then, as soon as she feels the first strike of his cum inside of her desperate cunt, Joanne's long waited orgasm hits her like a tonne of fucking bricks.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!" She screams into the gag as this amazingly thick cock fucks her over and over.

She can feel buckets of his cum filling her insides up completely but her own orgasm feels too good to care about that right now.

As this man milks every last drop of his cum into her cunt, Joanne's moans start to go lighter as her own orgasm dies down. Although she can feel her pussy clenching around his thick cock.

Without saying a word, this man pulls out of her pussy and she hears him leaving the room. Leaving her there once again except this time filled with cum.

"Hey slut." Joanne suddenly hears and her consciousness comes back to her.

I must've fell asleep. Joanne thinks to herself and she feels the blindfold being pulled from her head.

As her eyes adjust to the light, she focuses on Claire's face smiling down at her.

Claire walks down the bed and pulls out her phone. Joanne is too weak to fight back, instead she watches Claire taking a lot of photos of her in this position, feeling spit drooling out of her ball gag.

"Looks great with cum leaking out of you slut." Claire laughs before uncuffing Joanne.

"There's no point going into work now, you might want to get these cum covered bed sheets cleaned before you husband gets back." Claire laughs, mocking her.

"What time is it?" Joanne whispers, rubbing her sore wrists, ankles and neck.

"Nearly 4pm." Claire says.

4pm? I must've been tied up for hours! Joanne thinks.

"Who was it that came in?" Joanne asks Claire.

"What do you mean?" Claire asks with a straight look on her face.

Oh no! Don't say that was just some random guy who came in and fucked me?!!! Joanne panics and shakes.

"Only joking you stupid slut, that was your Master." Claire tells her.

"Oh." Joanne replies, realising that is now the second black man to fuck her and cheat on her husband.

"Don't worry, I'm sure you'll be meeting him face to face soon. He just likes to make you wait." Claire says standing up and walking to the door before turning around, "Oh and he said you are being punished again."

"Why?" Joanne asks, her eyes shooting wide and what this punishment could be.

"You came as he fucked you, he didn't give you permission," Claire says, almost casually.

"Do you know him?" Joanne asks before Claire leaves.

"I've met him yeah," Claire says with a smile.

"Are you and him? You know." Joanne asks.

"I have a boyfriend you stupid slut," Claire says as though it's an obvious excuse and not that she's had Joanne making her cum.

Before she can reply, Claire slams the door and leaves.

Standing up, Joanne looks at herself in the mirror. Luckily there is no markings on her throat or her wrists or ankles.

I need to get the morning after pill. Joanne thinks as cum leaks out of her pussy.