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   My Journey into Degradation Part Four Authored by In2thissht

   Warningto the Reader!  This piece of fiction contains sexually explicit
imagery including MF, M+F, FF, F+F, Forced Sex, S&M, Interracial and
Bestiality.  I think that covers the perversions herein.



   For the next week, I went through hell!  My emotions were all over the
spectrum.  Every time I looked in my husband's eyes, my guilt would
surface. I was locked in a mental battle with myself every night when he
came home.  The kids were my only saving grace.  Their normalcy was my
lifeline to sanity.  As the beginning of week two rolled around, Ray
announced he had another business trip to the East Coast.  The meeting was
set for next Monday and his boss wanted Ray fresh so he was flying on
Saturday.  I chuckled to myself thinking that fate must be in control of my
torture.  Like clockwork, Tuesday morning Ken called to insure his 'cum
loving slut' was available for his poker party at the Country Club.

   "Ken, have you taken leave of your senses?  The Country Club is the
worse fucking place to throw a sex party!" "Relax Jill.  The guys that will
be there are business associates.  Oh, of course Bill will be there." Fear
swelled into my throat.  "Oh, Ken I don't like this one bit." "Look, meet
me for lunch tomorrow and I will explain all the details to you.  Ok?"
"Alright!  Where do you want to meet?" "How about Dominic's on 2nd Avenue?"
"Well aren't we the fancy one?  I've only read about Dominic's and it has
an excellent reputation." "Only the finest for my little sex slave.  I
understand professional models will be showing gowns from Charlene's during
lunch.  We have reservations for noon." "I love the idea.  It sounds so
decedent.  Of course, I'll be there.

   I took all morning preparing myself for meeting Ken.  I treated myself
to a soothing bubble bath.  I made sure that my makeup was impeccable.  I
selected a summer dress that was very stylish.  Of course, it was light,
breezy and very sexy.  When backlit you could see right thru the material.
I chose to wear a bra with the area around the areola and nipple cut out. I
blushed at selecting to wear my new 'butt floss' bikini panties purchased
thru mail order.  I decided not to wear nylons and then topped the ensemble
with high-heeled sandals that laced up my legs.  One check in the mirror
and I knew I looked hot.

   As I drove to the restaurant, my pussy would not stop juicing.  'Jill,
you little slut, you are about to receive your just due', the little voice
in my head said.  I was squirming in my car seat so much that I lifted the
back of my dress up to keep it from wrinkling.  In addition, I wanted to
prevent my pussy from leaking all over staining the fabric.  I arrived at
Dominic's a few minutes early but I did not see Ken's Jaguar.  The young
valet opened my door and stood aside as I stepped out.  It was then that I
remembered my dress.  My bare ass was in full view of this young man.  His
smile told me that he was indeed pleased by the spectacle.  I straightened
my dress, pirouetted and asked over my shoulder, "How do I look?" The young
man stammered a bit but finally blurted out, "Bitchin'!" "I'll take that as
a compliment young man." I put on my best little swing as I walked into the
restaurant.  I proceeded to the bar where several men sat sipping drinks. I
decided to sit at the very end of the bar so that each man could check me
out.  Every eye followed my sashaying ass.  I was quite pleased with
myself. I sat down and ordered a dry martini.  The drink had just arrived
when Ken walked into the bar.  He took one look at me and whistled his
approval.  He bent over and gave my cheek a kiss.  I was very pleased by
this simple act of a gentleman.  As his sex slave, I was not sure what
greeting to expect so you can see where this was appreciated.  "Why don't
we move to the dinning room and have lunch." Ken took my hand and led me to
the Maitre'd.  "Mr.  Giovanni, it is so good to see again.  Please follow
me to your usual table?" I was stunned by the familiarity the Maitre'd
showed.  "Ken, do you come here that often to command this kind of
recognition?" "Yes, quite often.  My clients and I prefer the food and
atmosphere at this restaurant.  I think you will enjoy lunch." Walking to
our booth, I noticed that I was one of only a handful of women in
attendance.  Once seated in a plush and very comfortable booth, I relaxed.
My martini magically appeared as well as a drink for Ken.  Ken ordered our
lunch without looking at a menu and the waiter hurried away.  I was about
to ask Ken about the 'party' when a lovely blond woman stopped in front of
our table and modeled a stunning dress that was both sexy and beautiful.  I
was taken aback slightly because it was very apparent that the model was
not wearing a bra.  The material clung to her swaying breast and her large
erect nipples were clearly visible.  The model never said a word.  She only
smiled, twirled around, stood briefly for our appraisal then moved on. 
Eight or nine equally beautiful ladies repeated this spectacle at 10 or
15-minute intervals.  Each wore elegant evening or bedroom attire.  Each
displayed professionalism as she modeled the clothing.  Each appeared
unaffected by their near nakedness in a room full of lusty men.  I was
envious of their beauty, youth and self-assuredness.

   A very beautiful woman approached our table.  She was dressed in
business attire that looked quite expensive.  She appeared to be 30-ish in
age.  "Good afternoon.  I am Charlene.  Does the lady find my fine gowns to
her liking?" "Oh, yes.  They are very stunning and beautiful.  The models
are charming and your designs only enhance their beauty." "Your compliments
go to my heart.  I appreciate your kindness my dear.  Ken, why not bring
this lovely creature to my shop after lunch.  I will personally find
something wonderful that will accent her obvious charms." It was at this
point that I noticed her gaze was fixed on my nipples as she drew out the
word 'charms.' I was embarrassed by her forwardness and I blushed openly.
"Oh my!  I have embarrassed you my dear.  That is so charming.  Ken, I am
quite taken with your lady friend." She reached across the table and
briefly touched the back of my hand.  An electric shock jolted my very
being.  Charlene was openly making a pass at me.  What was even more
amazing to me is that the quivering in my pussy told me that I was
responding to her flirting.  My mind was confused from the way my body
responded.  This situation never before occurred in my life.  Sure, back in
college my roomy and I kissed and 'checked out' each other's naked bodies
when we showered, but this was a woman coming on to me for real. 
"Charlene, this is Jill, a very dear friend.  I think you have an excellent
idea, Charlene.  What time do you and your models finish here at the
restaurant?" "We will be finished by the time you are done eating,"
Charlene replied.  Ken looked at me and asked, "Since we need a dress for
the 'party' on Saturday, I think Charlene could be of assistance.  Do you
want to drop by?" "Oh Kenny, I would love to." Charlene again took my hand
holding it with both of her delicate hands.  "It has been a pleasure
meeting you my dear.  I look forward to seeing all of you later." Again, my
pussy reacted to her words.  The way she emphasized the word 'all' left an
implication hanging in the air.  I waited for Charlene to turn and walk
away before asking Ken, "Was she hitting on me?" Ken smiled, "Yes, my dear,
I believe she was." I playfully punched Ken in the ribs.  I knew Ken was
teasing my with his use of 'my dear' drawn out just as Charlene had done.
"Stop teasing.  I have never had a woman flirt with me before." "Did you
find it exciting Jill?" I leaned into Ken and whispered, "My pussy is so
wet!  I am not sure that I understand why but yes, I am excited by her
advances."

   A parade of waiters presented our meal.  First, we enjoyed an antipasto
that was divine.  The waiters whisked empty plates and used utensils from
the table as by magic.  My glass of Chardonnay was never empty, yet I never
noticed it refilled.  The antipasto disappeared and a bowl of soup arrived.
The soup was a delicate chicken broth where two pillows of pasta floating
in the liquid.  I discovered that a delicious mixture of cheese filled the
pasta.  Our entr e followed.  Ken had selected thinly slice veal and
porcini mushrooms in a heavenly cream sauce.  It was to die for.  The meal
was finished superbly with the arrival of a medley of fresh fruit
accompanied by a selection of imported dessert cheeses.  I had never eaten
a better meal in my entire life.  I cooed in Ken's ear, "Thank you Ken,
this was all very delicious.  I feel like I have gained ten pounds.  I
could not indulge this richly on a regular basis.  How do you keep so fit
and trim?" "I fuck beautiful women." "I'll take that as a compliment" I
responded.  Ken no longer surprised me with his bawdy language.  I added a
little giggle to flatter his ego.  A very handsome older gentleman
approached the table and greeted Ken warmly.  "Kenny my boy, how was the
meal?" "It was great as always.  Dominic, I would like to introduce you to
a very dear friend of mine.  Jill, this is our host and the owner of this
dinning establishment." Dominic placed my hand in his gigantic paw and
brought it to his lips.  A light kiss and my pussy started leaking again. I
cannot explain why my body was responding to every innocent touch.  I only
knew I was enjoying being the center of attention.  "It is a great pleasure
to meet such a pretty lady.  Jill, I hope my humble restaurant has met with
your approval?" "I, too, am pleased to meet such a handsome man.  Your
restaurant deserves its excellent reputation.  The meal and the service
that your staff provided were impeccable.  I have been treated as royalty.
I thank you for making my day so bright and wonderful." Dominic actually
blushed a little.  He released my hand and slide into the seat next to me.
I could smell delightful fragrances emanating from the man.  I detected
smells of the kitchen and a hint of a spicy after-shave.  My pussy went
into overdrive.  I was convinced that I am indeed a sex-starved slut.  I
wanted to fuck this handsome man so bad I almost asked Ken for permission.
I was very disappointed when Ken announced that we had an appointment with
Charlene.  "Would you mind if I tagged along?" Dominic asked.  "I missed
the modeling show and a chance to see you wearing Charlene's designs is a
treat that I simply cannot pass up." My heart began to pound in my chest.
"Oh, please Ken.  It would be so exciting to model for the two of you."
Ken's evil smile appeared.  I knew immediately that there was more in store
for me at Charlene's than modeling some clothing.

   We drove over to Charlene's in Dominic's chauffeured Rolls Royce. 
Riding in this fine car reminded me of an old joke I had once heard.  'What
does Cher and a Rolls Royce have in common?' 'Most young men have never
been inside a Rolls.' I feared I was I going to be the next joke of the
town.

   Charlene owned a small boutique in the upscale West End of town.  We
parked in a reserved parking stall at the rear of the shop.  The two
gentlemen lead me into this den of iniquity.  A beautiful blond clad in a
delicate silk slip and high heels greeted us at the rear entrance.  I
recognized her as one of the women that had modeled at the restaurant.  She
kissed each of us and ushered us into a cozy room furnished with a several
large overstuffed chairs, matching ottomans, end tables and what appeared
to be a small bar in the corner.  The chairs flanked a runway that
projected into the center of the room from a small raised stage.  A curtain
blocking viewing beyond the stage.  The overhead lighting system bathed the
stage with soft ever change colors.  A hidden sound system supplied dreamy
hypnotic music.  I felt relaxed by the atmosphere this room created.  The
curtain covering a portion of the stage opened and Charlene made her
entrance.  She was wearing a dress that looked straight out of the 1920s.
Not a dress the flappers wore but an elegant dress worn for a night on the
town.  The dress was silky, sexy and very 'bedroomy'.  Charlene was flaked
by two huge puddles.  They were very handsome males standing waist high to
Charlene.

   "I am very pleased to see everyone.  Dominic it is always is a pleasure
when you visit my shop.  Jolene, will you please show Jill to the dressing
area." The blond took my elbow and led me backstage where another gorgeous
woman greeted us.  Jolene introduced her as Gabriella.  Gabriella was the
tall elegant model from the show.  She was clad in just a bra and panty
sleep set.  Her nipples were erect and clearly visible thru the fabric. 
The lips of Gabriella's pussy clutched the material of the panties she
wore. My escorts led me to a small raised dressing platform and they began
to remove my clothing.  When I was stripped to my bra and thong, both took
a step back to admire my body.  I turned slowly so they could see from
every angle.  I thought they were trying to determine what would look best
on me.  The tall brunette approached and without a word captured my right
nipple with her lips.  She sucked my nipple briefly then released it and
moved on to the left nipple.  She then removed my bra and began to knead my
breasts gently.  I moaned my approval.  Both women looked at each other and
smiled knowingly.  The brunette retreated and the blond approached.  It was
my turn to smile.

   Jolene hooked her thumbs in my thong and slowly peeled them down my
legs. As the material slid move along my skin so did Jolene's lips.  When
her face was in line with my pussy, I could hear her inhaling my fragrance.
My eyes closed as a moan escaped my lips.  Gabriella moved behind me and
caressed my cunt lips.  I opened my legs slightly to allow her greater
access.  Her fingers dip inside my vaginal opening.  My moans were growing
louder.  Gabriella removed her fingers and I heard her sucking the juice
from them.  "Later," was all that Jolene said and my sexual pleasuring
ceased.  Wonderful gowns, hung on a rack were wheeled before me.  Assisted
by my new 'friends', each carefully selected gown was draped on my body. 
Then I was ushered to the stage.  I danced and whirled to the music and
lights.  The gowns were all very clingy and sans undergarments, my 'charms'
were plainly visible to my audience.  Charlene, standing at a podium near
the stage, announced each gown as if she were conducting a professional
modeling show.  The only difference was that Charlene took every advantage
to touch me sexually each time I returned to the stage.  The two models
backstage likewise took every opportunity to tease my body.  I had become
the little sex slave fantasy of my youth.

   Jolene offered me a glass of champagne that I gratefully accepted. 
Gabriella selected the last gown from the rack.  It was the most stunning
yet.  It was a replica of a silk gown worn by a movie starlet from the
1940s.  The backless dress feel in layers angled from my right thigh to my
left ankle.  The right side of the gown stopped just at mid thigh and the
left drew to a point at about my ankle.  The bodice hugged every curve.  A
delicate strap tied behind my neck held the material covering my breasts in
place.  My breast easily could be lifted from the dress without untying the
strap.  It was magnificently daring.  I strutted onto the stag feeling like
a movie queen.  Ken and Dominic applauded loudly and Charlene simply walked
to my side and kissed my cheek.  "This gown is made for you.  I have never
seen anything worn as regally by any professional before.  My dear Jill,
this is my present to you." I was lost for words.  "Thank you, Charlene,
but I cannot accept such an elegant gift." "Then accept it for the
entertainment you are about to provide," was her response.  My eyes
widened. What entertainment was I about to provide?  My answer was forth
coming.  Charlene moved her hand along the bare skin of my rib cage and
gently held my breast.  She bared my breast and bent to nip and suck my
nipple.  I turned to Jell-O.  I closed my eyes and felt two additional soft
sets of hands removing the gown and my sandals.  I stood naked before all.
My unseen lover rubbed my pussy from behind and my lips parted.  A tongue
was finding its way into my mouth.  Someone pulled, sucked and bit my
exposed nipples.  Every sexual fiber of my body was burning with desire for
release.  I refused to open my eyes for fear the pleasuring would stop. 
One of my sweet torturers placed a silken blindfold over my eyes.  Another
tied my arms behind my back with a silk scarf.  Led to center stage, the
women gently coerced me to kneel on a large cushioned device.  My thighs
were spread open as wide as the muscle would permit.  They butted my legs
against, then secured them to generously cushioned curved posts.  Gently my
torso was bent forward over a padded bar.  I was comfortable and completely
available to whatever perversion awaited me.  Someone constantly brushed
body with a feathered device.  My pussy was open, wet and willing.  Juices
ran down my open thighs, tickling my skin as the rivulets made their way to
the floor.  "She is fucking beautiful," Dominic's voiced boom from beside
me.  A female tongue was playing with my cuntal lips.  Whoever this lover
was, she was an expert at eating pussy.  I moaned my way to the pinnacle of
ecstasy.  My orgasm was almost upon me.  The sound of my lover's voices
drifted thru my brain.  The pleasure and torture were delicious.  "Please
make me cum," I implored.  "Yes, my dear.  My pets intend to make you cum
and cum and cum." Charlene's voice whispered into my ear.  "Mount,"
Jolene's voice commanded.  The single word command did not register
immediately with me.  The familiar weight of an animal brought its reality
to the fore.  So, this was to be their entertainment for the afternoon. 
The puddles would soon be taking their pleasure deep inside my cunt.  I
heard Jolene say, "Here baby let me help you put that big cock into this
little doggy slut." I felt Jolene's soft hand guide the pointed cock to the
entrance of my cunt.  She rubbed it up and down my lips.  The creature
whimpered and began to trust at my opening.  Jolene released the cock and
the dog jammed himself balls deep into my body.  My pussy was so wet that I
easily accommodated the thick hard dog cock.  Like a fuck-machine, the
animal pounded his cock into me.  Secured as I was, I could only enjoy the
ride.  On and on the fucking continued.  My orgasm began to rise from the
depths of my soul.  I felt myself go over to the edge of the sexual abyss.
I screamed my joy for all to hear.  The growing bulge at my cunt lips told
me that my canine lover was about to please me even more.  His knot slipped
inside my pussy lips and wedged itself deep in my vagina.  The sheath
tickled and pricked at my clitoris in a maddening dance of pleasure. 
Another orgasm swept over my straining body and again I yelled my pleasure
aloud.

   I could hear the sounds of people having sex all around me.  Naked flesh
slapping wetly together as their bodies collided.  Moans and groans were
the music the room held now.  I was pleased that the entertainment was so
enticing that everyone had joined in.  Again, my body rushed towards
another climax as my lover began to squirt his hot liquid love juice inside
me.  "Fuck me, fuck me with your big dog cock.  Squirt your hot cum deep
into my cunt," I wailed.  "I'm cumming again!" Each pulse of cum fired my
climax.  In finality, I slumped over my cushioned prison allowing my
restraints to hold me in position.  My dog lover pulled at my pussy to
release his cock.  He was stuck.  I felt his leg slide over my back and we
were positioned butt to butt.  He again began to strain to release the
engorged piece of dog meat held firmly by my cunt.  "Oh no you don't big
boy.  Your cock is going to stay right where it is needed." I clenched my
muscles firmly down on his cock and held him in place.  I ground my cunt
lips against his sheath dragging my pleasure from him.  I kept his cock
firm lodged inside my pussy until I felt his cock begin to shrink within
me. Then I release him.  Dog cum and pussy juice squirted from my body to
the amusement of my hosts.  "Gabriella, I think our guest needs a
cleaning." Charlene's voice commanded.  The next wonderful sensation I felt
was Gabriella's tongue bathing my ass cheeks, my pussy lips and my thighs.
This 'bath' had a profound effect on me.  I came with a whimper.  I was
sexually near the end of my endurance.  The excitement of today's
activities starting with this morning preparing myself for my luncheon date
to present had left me near exhaustion.

   My hosts though, were not done with their perversion yet.  As I lay
gathering my strength Charlene commanded, "Jolene, go get Goliath." I was
not prepared for what happened next.  Jolene retrieved Goliath and
Gabriella began to lubricate my anal opening.  "No please no.  Don't let
the dog fuck me in the ass," I pleaded.  Ken slapped my ass hard and said,
"Shut up slave, take it in the ass because it pleasures me to see you
fucked in that tiny orifice." My response was, "Yes, my master.  If it
pleases you to entertain your friends this way, I wish it also." I resigned
myself to suffer this humiliation and pain.  What could I do?  "Mount!" The
command given once more.  I soon found out why Goliath was his given name.
His cock was immense.  Shocked by the size of meat hang down below the
dog's belly, Dominic spoke to Ken.  "Are you sure you want him to fuck her
up the ass?" Ken hesitated then replied; "Her ass needs to be stretched
anyway and I want to see her take this monster into her ass." The gigantic
cock was placed at my anal opening and I tried desperately to relax the
muscles at the entrance of my asshole.  The tip entered my ass easily but
what followed was the most painful experience of my life.  I remember
childbirth being a breeze compared to the burning ripping assault that
ensued.  I screamed for mercy.  I screamed in agony.  The cock forcibly
pushed itself deeper into my anal cavity.  I can best liken this assault to
shoving sandpaper up your asshole followed with a dash a salt for truly
searing pain.  Tears and insults flew from me in the storm called anger. 
If I could have rented myself free, I would lash out at everyone for their
cruelty.  These fucking people were using me for their own sick pleasure.

   On and on the assault inside my ass continued.  Goliath's knot began to
expand inside my anus.  I steeled myself to endure.  Fortunately for me,
the knot forced Goliath to slow his fucking motion considerably.  I guess
the tie was too tight for movement.  Soon his cock began its vibrating
dance of ejaculation.  Squirt after squirt of dog cum was injected into my
anal tube.  The cum only fueled the fire that was my pain.  Then it was
over.  I was so tired and racked with pain that I knew I could not hold
Goliath's cock inside me.  "Jolene, please hold Goliath in place," I
implored.  "I am afraid that he will rip me open if you don't help me." "Of
course, baby," Jolene said in a soothing voice.  She took a firm grip on
his collar, then commanded, "Stay." Goliath stood there with his cock
locked deep in my ass.  He pumped what must have been a gallon of cum into
me.  Finally, his cock softened and slipped from my body.  Jolene and
Gabriella untied my arms and removed blindfold from my eyes.  As Ken and
Dominic helped me to my feet a stream of dog cum gushed from both sex
holes. I tried to walk but required assistance to reach the bathroom.  My
pussy and asshole farted and bubbled juice along the way.  I was too
fucking tired to be embarrassed.  The fluid ran down my legs leaving a
slimy trail.  I stopped when a rather loud cum-fart was expelled from my
backdoor.  A fresh flow of juice issued forth.  I looked between my weak
legs to see blood mixed with the soiled white froth.  I raised my gaze to
Ken's eyes and locked him with my stare.  "You fucking bastard!  If that
dog has ruined me I'll shove my fist up your ass and rip out your heart."
Ken released my arm, turned and slapped my face so hard that Dominic's lost
his grip and I crashed to the floor.  "Don't you ever talk to me like that
you dog fucking whore!  Do you fucking hear me!  I will mate you to
whatever I wish.  Is that perfectly fucking clear?" I was so angry that I
could not cry.  I glared up at Ken with all the malice I could muster. 
"YES, MASTER!" I spat out.  "I LIVE TO SERVE FOR YOUR FUCKING PLEASURE!"
"Get your worthless ass cleaned up.  I need to get you home to your
family," Ken roared.  "Remember, you need to start preparing for the party
on Saturday." Quietly I thought 'Oh hurrah the 'party' on Saturday.  Let us
not forget the fucking 'party' on Saturday.' I only hoped I would not bleed
to death in this fucking boutique.  I prayed I would be alive tomorrow. 
Dominic and the girls stared at Ken as if they were in shock.  As I crawled
into the bathroom Dominic grabbed Ken's arm and blocked any advance on my
prostrated body.  Dominic raised his voice at Ken.  "Ken, get a fucking
grip on yourself." Dominic demanded.  "I will not tolerate this conduct. 
My god man, that woman may in fact be your sex toy but do not ever let me
see you hit her again.  Is that perfectly clear?" Ken regained control but
he appeared visibly shaken by Dominic's intervention.  Ken stormed off
saying, "Fuck that dog sucking cunt!"

   Jolene tried to sooth me with soft words; "It will be ok darling.  I
went thru it myself.  Thought that the big fucker was going to turn my
asshole inside out.  Bend over here let me take a gander at the ol'
poopchute.  Boy, he sure stretched the fuck out of that hole." "Thanks,
just what I needed to hear.  Truly, how bad is it?" "Jill old girl, you
will live to buttfuck another day," she replied.  I mustered a little
strength to laugh a bit.  Jolene reached into a cabinet and retrieved two
bottles with long nozzles attached to the end.  "Relax, I am going to
squirt this shit up your ass.  It will sooth the fire up there and it'll
begin the healing process of your battered ass tube." Gently she pushed the
tube into my hole and squeezed the bottle.  The liquid squirted deep inside
of me.  I felt it flooding my insides.  Instantly the bathing liquid
provided a cooling and soothing feeling.  "Sit down honey and let that junk
out of you." I gave and the toilet received.  Jolene let me rest a bit
rubbing my forehead with a cool cloth.  "Ok, one more squirt." I stood up
on weak legs and bent forward allowing Jolene to insert the tube of the
second bottle.  The liquid was working its magic.  I was definitely feeling
better.  I knew I could not have another dick fuck my ass any time soon but
I definitely was felling better.  Next Jolene retrieved a box of
Preparation-H from the cabinet.  She inserted 4 or 5 sticks of the medicine
up my ass.  "These will tighten you up a little.  Also, if your are
bleeding it will stem the flow and let you heal.  Do not shit for a couple
of hours.  Then douche your ass again with these." She handed me a couple
of fresh bottles to cleanse myself on Saturday morning.  'Oh yes,' I
thought, 'I must be kissing sweet on Saturday.

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