Carmen's Humiliation Pt. 02

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Thursday

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Carmen went to bed desperately wanting to cum again. It took her ages to go to sleep and then her dreams had been nonstop sex. She woke up a few times, wanting to give herself an orgasm. But, was instantly thwarted by the leather shorts padlocked into place blocking all access to her pussy.

She woke up and checked her phone seeing it was only just after 6am. Kay had told her she'd help her get ready at 7:30--so there was no point getting up early. Even if she did, she knew Kay would leave her locked up until exactly 7:30.

Carmen was off work today. She had reduced her hours to three days a week while she was staying with Sir. He and Kay had something planned forctge whole day but hadn't given her any details. But, they never told her anything in advance unless they wanted her mind to race with anticipation.

No one she knew was likely to be up yet. She sent a few messages, then scrolled on her phone. She checked her socials, but her heart wasn't in it. Her mind kept wandering to muse about what Sir and Kay had planned for her in the coming weeks.

She turned on the tv and went into the pig tv app. It showed her heart rate at 68 and the other half of the screen was a camera feed of her in the bed now. The app had a new button called "highlights". She clicked into it and there were now three videos just called 1, 2 and 3 with the dates next to them.

She clicked into the third one and it was scenes from yesterday morning, ending with her cumming in the garage. Her guess was that Kay was creating these and hadn't gotten as far as last night yet. She turned off the tv. It turned her on seeing what she'd done and knowing there was a video that the three of them had to watch... whenever.

She really wanted to watch the videos as she rubbed herself. But, the shorts... She clicked off the tv and killed time on her phone.

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Just after 7:20, Carmen got out of bed and quickly made it, then sat on the edge. She didn't have long to wait--at exactly 7:30, Kay entered the room and turned the light on.

"Good, you're up. Stand up."

Kay unlocked the padlock and removed it from Carmen's leather chastity shorts.

"Now, get yourself cleaned up and ready. I'll leave a special outfit out for you. Come down as soon as you're dressed and your makeup is perfect. Ok?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Don't mess around. You're serving breakfast to Sir at 8:30 exactly."

Carmen pulled the shorts off and tossed them onto the bed and walked quickly into the bathroom to start getting ready.

Following the rules, she'd left the bathroom door open. Kay stepped out of Carmen's room and stood in the hallway, watching her as she sat down on the toilet.

Kay didn't say a word, but raised her hand and moved two of her bent fingers apart.

Carmen got the message and spread her legs to give Kay a better view. She hated being watched when she peed. Kay had watched her last night before bed as well. She hoped this wasn't going to be an everyday thing.

She felt very self conscious and had to work to relax so she could pee. It took a few seconds, but she was happy when her stream finally came. When she was finished, Kay was gone.

She took a shower and finished her morning routine.

Back in her room, she was surprised by what Kay had left out for her to wear. It was a high quality French Maid uniform with garter belts and thigh high stockings complemented with very high black heels.

Carmen did her hair and makeup and put on the outfit. The dress only went to mid-thigh. The top was very low cut, showing off most of her boobs and had ribbons holding the rest of it closed. It even had a little white lace thing that sat in her hair, held in place with a couple of clips. She finished by putting on the pink collar, which she thought kind of ruined the outfit.

She had dressed up for them before, but only in very slutty clothes or evening wear--never costumes like this. She felt both objectified and very sexy. She was guessing her role for today would match the uniform. Still, she looked amazing in the outfit... and it excited her to dress for him like this. To really be his servant.

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Carmen was down in the kitchen 10 minutes early which seemed to please Kay. Together they got Sir's breakfast ready and Jay gave her some instructions.

At precisely 8:30, Sir sat down at the dining room table which was already set for two with placemats, napkin, cutlery and orange juice. Kay sent Carmen out to deliver his coffee and oatmeal. He ate simple breakfasts, so the presentation was very over the top for the meal served.

Kay joined him at the table a minute later and Carmen brought her coffee and cereal out. Then she stood silently against the wall as they chatted, ate breakfast and completely ignored her.

When Sir finished, he headed off to his office, never saying a word to Carmen. After he'd gone, Kay got Carmen some breakfast and tidied up the kitchen while she ate.

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When she finished, Kay sent her to clean the toilet adjacent to Sir's office. It was an unusual request since they had a housecleaner in twice a week who kept everything in great shape.

But, Kay's instructions had startled her. She told Carmen to make the toilet spotless so it was "clean enough to eat off of."

She'd seen people online who were forced to lick toilets. She'd never done that before and was thoroughly disgusted by the thought. But, would she tell Sir no if he asked her to do it? She didn't think so... and that thought made her wet. Was she turning into some kind of... thing... some thing that wanted that? Or had she always had that itch and Sir was starting to help her scratch it? She hated herself for... wanting that.

She took the cleaning supplies Kay gave her into the tiny bathroom. The cleaner had been here just yesterday and Sir was pretty tidy. So, everything already looked spotless.

She bleached and scrubbed the inside of the toilet, then meticulously scrubbed the sides, back and seat. She also cleaned the sink for good measure before returning to Kay.

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Kay spoke to her as she prepared a coffee for Sir.

"Today, puerca, you're going to tend to Sir's every need while he works. There's a chair in the corner of his office. You are to sit there or stand against the wall and take care of whatever he needs. If he uses the bathroom, clean it as soon as he finishes."

"Keep your phone with you in this pouch on vibrate so I can message you. If you're not responding to a message or messaging me about something, stay off your phone. Understand?"

"Yes, ma'am." Carmen put her phone into the pouch and hooked it onto a metal ring on her uniform. She noticed the pouch also contained a condom and one of the small containers of lube she'd bought yesterday.

"Take this to him. He's working, so don't knock. Just go in silently and set this on his desk then take up your position." Kay handed her a cup of coffee and Carmen headed towards the office.

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Carmen had never been in Sir's office before. She walked through the den and opened his office door as silently as she could, closing it behind her.

It was a modest sized room with a large desk and bookshelves along the wall behind it. There was a display case and a sideboard. It was minimally decorated with a handful of pictures, an unusual digital clock and a small painting on the walls.

Sir sat behind the desk in a large ergonomic chair. There were two comfortable looking tub chairs in front of the desk that she guessed had only rarely been used--they looked brand new. The desk itself was minimalist--just four legs holding up a large sheet of clear glass.

In the corner of the room was the chair Kay had told her about. It was a high stool with a back that she thought would have been more at home in a bar or restaurant than an office.

He was mostly hidden from view by two large monitors and was currently on a video call, but wasn't speaking.

He raised his arm and motioned her over, pointing towards a heavy stone coaster on the table. She set down his coffee, glancing at his screen to confirm she was hidden from the people in the meeting with him. Then she awkwardly walked over to the chair in the corner.

She hesitated for a moment trying to decide whether to sit or stand, but decided to stand for now.

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It was odd just standing here. She literally had nothing to do. She was just an object. Another decoration for his office.

Fortunately, she could see the digital clock from here, so she could at least track the time. But, standing there on display with her mind wandering just slowly built up her excitement and made her wet.

She wasn't sure what exactly he did. He worked from home most of the time and had to travel occasionally. He had a lot of video meetings, but this was the first one she'd ever actually heard.

She tried to figure out what was going on in Sir's meeting. The meeting was discussing the statuses of various projects including two that Sir seemed to be in charge of in some capacity.

After he presented an update, he seemed to lose interest in the meeting. She noticed him looking at her between the two monitors.

When the meeting ended he called her over to him.

"Put this on. Then send a selfie to Kay."

He handed her what looked like something from a Halloween costume. It was giant red lips with an elastic strap to hold it in place.

He waved his hand at her, sort of shooing her back to her spot against the wall.

She followed his gestured command and walked back over near the chair. She pulled on the giant lips and immediately understood what they were for. They were essentially a ring gag that held her teeth apart and her mouth open--keeping it available for use.

She could hear Sir working on his computer, seemingly ignoring her.

The lips felt strange, but weren't uncomfortable. They were made out of some kind of rubbery plastic that had a bit of give to them, but still did their job.

She pulled her phone out of the bag and took a few selfies. The giant lips made her look almost like a cartoon. They were so exaggerated and bright red. With the French maid's costume, it made her look and feel more like a sex doll than a person. She'd seen those cheap dolls with their mouths in a permanent "o". Maybe that was the point? To make her into just a toy?

It had a small knob at the side that made the gap between the lips larger or smaller. It was actually set to be nearly closed, which she was happy about. Having it open for a long time would be... challenging.

She hated it, but that was the point... and that thought gave her a familiar electric throb. It just turned her on even more.

She sent the selfies to Kay who just replied with, "Looking good piggy! lol". She put away her phone.

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He left her standing there with the ridiculous lips in her mouth for nearly 30 minutes before summoning her to come to his desk.

"I have another meeting starting in a few minutes and there's something I want you to do for me."

"Yes, Sir. What can I do for you?" She spoke awkwardly through the lips

"It's called cock warming. I'm going to put my dick in your mouth and you're just going to gently hold it there. You're not going to suck it or lick it... just hold it. Do you understand, puerca?"

"Yes, Sir. Where do I... uh..." she looked around, trying to figure out how to do it.

"Under the desk. Sit in the chair until the meeting starts, then I'll motion you over to start. While you're waiting, adjust those lips to be fully open."

She sat down awkwardly in one of the tub chairs. It was a bit low. With her heels, her knees were pushed up too high. Without her underwear, this angle with the short dress gave Sir a nice view of her pussy. They probably planned it, she thought. She spread her legs slightly in case he wanted to look.

Then she adjusted the lips. Having them fully open was challenging, but do-able.

He was engrossed in something and tapped quickly on his laptop. She didn't want to stare at him, so she tried to read the book titles on the shelves behind him. It looked like an eclectic mix of fiction, history, business and art.

He suddenly stopped and shifted in his chair. He motioned for Carmen to go under the desk. Then he clicked a few buttons and joined the meeting.

"Hi, Martin. How's everything?"

Carmen crawled under the desk and quietly unbuckled his belt, then unzipped his slacks. He lifted himself up slightly, making it easier for her to pull down his underwear and get to his hardening cock.

She learned forward and took as much of his cock as she could into her mouth. The lips made her open mouth drool onto his cock.

She couldn't really see him very well because of her odd angle and the constriction of the desk, chair and Sir around her. She tried to listen to the meeting to gauge the passing of time.

It was hard just to sit still with his cock in her mouth. She wanted to use her tongue on him. She wanted to slide him in and out of her lips, to gag on his full length. It was hard to obey and just hold him gently in her mouth. But, she concentrated on trying to remain still.

She didn't think the meeting had lasted very long--maybe 30 minutes? She could hear Sir and a couple of his colleagues winding down the meeting. They were talking about next steps and when they should meet again. Carmen just wanted it to end.

Her mouth was getting a bit sore from not moving and being full. His cock had been semi hard, but was now stiffening in her mouth. She carefully adjusted, trying to keep him inside her mouth without teasing him.

Finally, he clicked to leave the meeting.

Without looking at her, he said, "You're a good cockwarmer, puerca. I may have to use your mouth like this more often."

He pulled his cock out of her mouth and rolled back in his chair, removing his underwear and pants.

He stepped around the desk and had her crawl out from under the desk.

"Stand up and bend over this chair. I'm going to fuck you in the ass."

When she stood, he unhooked the pouch from her uniform and opened it. He took out the little tube of lubricant and set the pouch on his desk.

"Lube it up for me, puerca."

He handed the lube to her. She squeezed some of it onto his cock and gently rubbed it along his full length, leaving a dollop on the tip.

"You might want some in your ass as well, pig. Bend over so I can watch you put it in."

She burned with embarrassment, but did as he said. She turned to face the chair and bent over. Then she squeezed more of the lube out, this time onto her fingers, and reached behind her and used her finger to lube her anus for him.

He dropped a small towel in front of her which she quickly picked up to wipe the lube off her fingers.

He eased his cock into her ass. She gasped as he pressed his full length into her in just a few thrusts.

It was a sudden intrusion. She had to brace herself, holding the chair tightly as her pushed through the resistance of her anus to his cock. She liked the feeling of fullness in her ass, but always needed something more to cum--even a few rubs of her clit was usually enough to send her over the edge.

That was the hardest part of this whole... experience. She was constantly excited, always wet, but only allowed to cum occasionally. She felt on edge and frustrated between orgasms which perversely only made her more turned on.

He kept his thrusts long and slow, burying his full length inside her on each thrust, then pulling almost out before plunging deep inside her again. She could tell he was getting close to cumming.

After a few more thrusts, she heard him groan. He slammed deep and hard into her and she felt him explode into her ass, his cum firing inside her.

When he finished, he kept his cock in her ass. She could feel him moving and tried to look back at him without changing position.

He had picked up a butt plug from his desk. He slipped his cock out and quickly replaced it with the plug. She guessed it was to keep his cum from leaking out.

Wordlessly, he stepped around in front of her and put his cock into her open mouth. The lip gag allowed him easy access. She knew what he wanted and did her best to clean him with her tongue which was awkward through the hole in the lip gag. She always hated this--cleaning off his cock after it was in someone's ass--even hers. She could taste herself and had to keep from gagging, knowing what she was doing. He left it in her mouth for what seemed like a few minutes, so she could clean him thoroughly.

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Still naked from the waist down, he had her follow him to the small bathroom near his office.

"Kneel down there and help me piss."

Carmen was stunned. Was he going to pee on her? Make her drink his pee?

She knelt down next to the toilet. He stepped forward and gestured towards his cock.

"You can aim it towards the bowl or lick the piss off the floor afterwards. Your choice, puerca."

She quickly took his cock in her hand and held it as he peed, making sure his stream landed in the bowl. When he was finished, he had her lick the head of his cock free of drops and sent her back to Kay.

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Carmen found Kay sitting in the living room reading. She looked up from her book at Carmen.

"I like the new look. We may have to have you wear those more often," Kay smiled at her condescendingly. She stood and walked to the kitchen, waving her hand at Carmen to follow her.

Kay reached into the cupboard and pulled out a measuring cup and a mini baster.

"Bend over and spread your ass for me, pig."

Carmen obediently leaned over the kitchen island, reaching behind her to part the globes of her butt for Kay. She hated being... inspected like this. That Sir and Kay could examine her whenever and however... in whatever degrading fashion. But, it also made her wet.

Kay gently pulled out the butt plug and Carmen could feel her using the mini baster around her anus. It kind of pulled gently and tickled her skin as Kay used it to suck up Sir's cum from her ass.

When Kay was done, she reinserted the butt plug and let Carmen stand up straight. She watched as Kay set the mini baster and measuring cup on the counter.

"Do you need the bathroom, puerca?"

Carmen had been feeling pressure in her bladder for a while now and wanted to pee. She'd just been waiting for the right time to ask. She suddenly realised what a small child she felt like... needing to get permission. Things just got worse and worse.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Go to Sir's bathroom and wait at the door for him. I'll message him that you're there."

She reddened even more. Now he was going to watch her as well?

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She stood waiting outside the bathroom door for what seemed like ages. She couldn't see a clock and her phone was in the pouch so she had no way of keeping track of the time.

His office and the bathroom were down a short hallway off of the den which meant there was very little to look at. She was bored and her mind wandered.

The longer she stood, the more she needed to pee. She had only just started wanting to go when she was in the kitchen. But her need to go was building. She clenched, trying to stave off needing to go.

Finally, Sir's office door opened and he stepped out fully clothed.

"So, piggy needs to take a piss?"

"Yes, Sir. May I go?"

"Step in there and wait."

She stepped into the bathroom and waited for him to follow, leaving the light off. She wasn't sure what he wanted, so didn't want to do anything wrong.

He stepped in behind her, turning on the light as he entered. He lifted up the lid, but left the seat down..

"Stand over the bowl."

Carmen swallowed. This seemed like it was going to be messy and embarrassing.

She stepped over the toilet, facing Sir and straddling the bowl.

"May I pee, Sir?"

"Ask me if this pig can piss."

She reddened, "Sir, may this pig piss?"

"Say please."

"Please, Sir, may this pig piss?"

"Ok, puerca. You can piss in my toilet. But, try not to dribble on the seat."

Carmen looked down and frowned. She bent slightly and tried to relax. This was even harder than when Kay was watching. She looked up and made eye contact with Sir who was watching her intently with a mischievous smile. He was really enjoying this.

She started to pee. Her lips made the stream choppy and--from this height--her pee spattered onto the lid despite her best efforts to aim for the hole in the seat. She hadn't peed since this morning and it seemed to go on and on.

When she finally finished, she leaned over to get some toilet tissue to wipe--

"Stop. Pigs don't get to wipe. Shake it off."

Carmen pulled her hand back and shook her hips as best she could, hoping the last droplets fell off.

Sir motioned her to move away from the toilet. She took a couple of steps and stood close to him in the small room.

He leaned forward towards the toilet, "that's what I was afraid of... you pissed all over the seat. There's piss everywhere."

"I'm sorry, Sir. I did the best I--"

"You're a real puerca, pissing in my bathroom like it's your mudhole sty. Get down there and clean it up."

Carmen kneeled down and began to open the cabinet to get the cleaning supplies she'd used before.

"No, no. Take off those ridiculous lips and use your tongue."

Carmen was still kneeling. She pulled the lip gag off, happy to remove the pressure on her mouth, and set it on the edge of the sink. She turned and faced him, hoping to beseech him with her eyes. But, he was cold and unmoved by her non-verbal entreaty.

He took out his phone and began filming her.

She faced the toilet and could clearly see the droplets of pee scattered across the lid. She turned her head to the side, letting her hair fall out of the way to keep it dry. Then she began licking the toilet seat. She worked methodically from the left side, towards the front.

Carmen was thankful that her pee wasn't strong. She could almost pretend it was water flavoured with... something. There wasn't a lot of it, either. She'd been mostly successful about keeping her stream in the hole, so it was just bits of overspray. It took her several minutes to lick her way completely around the seat.

She inspected it to make sure it was "clean", then turned to look up at Sir, staying crouched by the toilet.

He stepped towards her and inspected the toilet seat.

"I think you missed a few drops--just there." He pointed towards the right edge of the seat.

Carmen leaned over and licked the area. She wasn't sure there was even a drop there, but she wasn't going to argue.

"That'll do. Go talk to Kay and I'll see you later, puerca."

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Kay had her clean the bathroom again since it "had been used since you cleaned it properly." Carmen scrubbed everything, including the floor. She wanted it to be spotless in case she had to lick it again.

Carmen was allowed to relax in her room while Kay prepared lunch. Kay had told her to freshen up and be ready to help serve lunch in a while. She appreciated the break. It had been an intense morning and it was nice to sit after all the standing earlier.

Kay messaged her, telling her to come to the kitchen. She helped Kay set the table for lunch. Kay told her to go and get Sir and then help her serve him lunch.

Carmen went back to Sir's office and entered silently. He was finishing up a video call, so motioned for her to sit and wait. She sat down in the chair he'd fucked her over earlier and waited.

When he finished his call, he motioned to her.

"Lunch is ready, Sir."

He followed her to the dining room and sat down at the table. Kay handed her his plate of food and his glass of water for her to place in front of him. Carmen then collected Kay's plate and set it on the table. Kay told her to sit down.

A moment later, Kay arrived from the kitchen and set down a bowl of salad and a child's sippy cup of water in front of Carmen. Carmen noticed there was no fork for her.

Sir and Kay began eating and Kay told Carmen to "eat up, piggy."

Carmen decided to eat with her fingers, which was messy due to the salad dressing. As she ate, she began connecting the dots on her lunch. The salad seemed to have everything she had put into her pussy last night--the tomatoes, cucumber and carrots were all there. The salad dressing itself had a funny flavour to it that she guessed was Sir's cum. Kay had mixed... something... with it to water down his cum and make enough dressing to cover her salad.

Neither of them said a word to her as she ate. They chatted to each other about normal, everyday mundane things. But, Carmen felt they had to be judging her. They had to be wondering how depraved she was... licking up piss and now eating cum and vegetables that had been in her pussy. Was she really this bad? Judging by how wet she was... she knew the answer to that.

Carmen ate her salad, feeling like a small child whose parents were having real conversations while she had nothing intelligent to contribute. She felt even more ridiculous in the maid's outfit... with a collar and drinking from a sippy cup. They were pushing a lot of her buttons at the same time.

After lunch, Sir headed to his office. Kay stayed seated at the table and scrolled on her tablet while she had Carmen clear the table and load the dishwasher. Kay was a clean-as-you-go cook, so it only took Carmen a few minutes to tidy up. It was making her do it that was the point, not the work itself.

Kay had Carmen come upstairs to what she called her beauty room. It had a large dressing table, a padded bench a chest of drawers and a large wardrobe. Kay had an extensive collection of makeup laid out.

Kay pulled the chair next to the bench.

"Sit in the chair, puerca. I want to doll you up a bit."

Kay started by removing the makeup Carmen had applied this morning. She started by applying nail polish on her fingers and toes. Then she methodically applied a new look onto Carmen's face. She did her foundation, blush, lipstick, brows and eyes.

Kay then undid Carmen's top and pulled her breasts out.

"Make your nipples hard for me, piggy."

Carmen avoided eye contact, but obediently squeezed her nipples between her fingers.

Kay smiled, then applied dark red makeup to Carmen's areolas and nipples.

"Just for fun, puerca." Then she put Carmen's boobs back into the top of her outfit and brushed her hair. She took a quick pic of Carmen with her phone.

Then Kay opened a drawer and took out a large dildo. She put it, the lips gag and a few other items into a bag with a drawstring and handed it to Carmen.

"Now, head down to Sir's office and enjoy your afternoon."

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Carmen entered Sir's office, quietly closing the door behind her. Kay had her bring a cup of tea with her for Sir. She stepped over to his desk answer it down on his stone coaster. He didn't even look up, but waved her towards her spot against the wall and continued to work intently on something on his computer.

She took her spot against the wall, setting the bag down softly onto the floor. After almost an hour, Sir sent her to fetch him another cup of tea.

When she returned, it was the same as before: she set down the mug on his desk and he sent her back to her spot near the stool.

Carmen was getting bored. Watching Sir work on his computer was just... dull.

She was thrilled when he finally called her over to sit in the chair in front of him.

"I have a *very* dull meeting in a minute. I want you to distract me. I think Kay included a dildo in your little bag of tricks?"

"Yes, Sir."

"Perfect. Get it out. I want you to edge with it and generally try to distract me during the meeting. But, you need to be as silent as possible. Any noise you make that my coworkers hear will be *severely* punished. Understand?"

"Yes, Sir."

"Tell me you understand, using the third person."

She paused, wanting to get this right for him.

"This puerca will entertain you and be silent, Sir."

"Good, pig. Get your bag. Remember: edging only. You're *not* to cum."

"This puerca will not cum without your permission, Sir."

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Carmen got the bag and sat down in the tub chair in front of Sir.

He joined the video call and said hi to his colleagues. Carmen was facing the back of his monitors, so she could only make guesses about how many people were on the call and how the meeting was going.

It sounded like some kind of presentation. After the initial greetings, it was mostly one person talking. She heard them explaining charts and data.

She could just see Sir in the gap between his monitors. She thought he'd moved them apart more since this morning--she could readily see his face between them.

She decided to really give Sir a show.

Carmen leaned back in the chair, raising her hips up and spreading her legs wide, dangling them over the arms of the chair.

Then she undid her top, as Kay had done earlier, pulling her breasts out. She pulled at her nipples with both hands, squeezing and kneading her boobs. She took her time, making sure Sir saw her playing with them before she moved on to her pussy.

She gently separated her labia with one finger. It felt amazing to finally be able to touch herself. She relished the feeling of her finger as it slid through her wetness, sliding slightly into herself before lightly massaging her clit.

She so wanted to keep playing and just cum, knowing Sir was watching. She wanted to cum hard for him. But, she decided to be disciplined and edge like he told her. It took a lot of willpower for her to stop and pick up the dildo.

Kay had given her a large toy. It looked realistic, but was bigger than any cock she'd ever seen in person. It was 10" long and very big around.

She slipped just the tip inside herself. She pressed it gently but firmly in and out, each stroke going a bit deeper, letting her body adjust to its girth. She was so wet and so turned on. She wanted to just force it all inside her and be full. But, she took it slow. She had to focus and keep reminding herself that she couldn't cum.

It felt amazing and fucking herself like this for Sir made it unbelievably hot. She felt like such a slut... such a toy, performing like this for him. She really was a filthy pig. His puerca.

Sir was watching her between the monitors, the audio of his meeting droning on in the background.

She was about to cum when she stopped and pulled the toy out. She physically trembled, her pussy spasming from the sudden emptiness as though screaming for her to put it back inside herself. She made a soft, desperate moan as her body eased itself back from the edge and she almost cried inside from frustration.

She closed her eyes and grimaced, waiting for the sensation of being near to subside. After several seconds the pressure and urgency of it receded and she began again.

She opened her eyes and saw Sir still watching her and smiling sardonically. He loved doing this to her. He loved denying her and making her more... needy. That's what she was--a needy pig toy. And she loved it.

Carmen edged again, starting slow and then getting faster. She wanted to fuck that toy hard and deep and cum lush. She almost came this time. She was sliding the giant cock in and out of her sopping wet pussy and had to use all of her willpower to stop.

She actually took her hands off the toy entirely and felt the walls of her vagina squeeze it hard as though trying to force it to move. She trembled as it slid out of her and fell onto the floor with a dull thud.

She was so embarrassed by that. She couldn't believe she'd dropped the toy. She leaned over and picked it up, red faced. When she finally looked up, she saw that Sir had a self satisfied grin on his face. He motioned for her to continue.

Thankfully, his meeting ended not long after.

He wheeled his chair to the side for a better view.

"Does my puerca need to cum?"

"Yes, Sir. I--"

"Third person."

She nodded then continued, "Sir, may your puerca cum?"

"How badly does my piggy need to cum?"

"Your piggy needs to cum badly, Sir. Her pussy is on fire."

"Piggies don't have pussies... they have cunts."

"Yes, Sir. Your piggy needs to cum badly. Her greedy cunt craves attention."

"Good. I like a needy cunt. I want you to cum three times as quickly as you can. I'm going to set a stopwatch on my laptop. If you finish within my expectations, I'll give you a little reward. If not, it may be a while before you cum again. Understand, puerca?"

"Your puerca understands, Sir."

"Good. You may begin."

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Carmen was thrilled. She had been so close to orgasm and it was almost painful to have to stop before she'd cum. She began sliding the dildo in and out of her fiery wet pussy. It felt so good, nice and fast and deep.

She came in less than a minute. It was amazing. She felt like a tsunami of pleasure had washed over her--her whole body tensed as she exploded. She kept the dildo moving, but much slower as she rode the peak of her orgasm.

She was glad she didn't have to stop. Her body was craving... demanding more. She began rubbing her clit with her right hand as her left hand kept the large plastic cock pistoning in and out of her. She was so turned on, it was like her skin was on fire. She could feel everything. She was rubbing her clit in firm, circular motions. She started changing her rhythm, making it feel like she was alternating between her clit and the dildo--even though they were both moving non-stop. It felt like she was switching between the two and it felt fantastic.

It wasn't long before she came again. She was loud this time. It was like she was outside her body listening to herself moaning like an animal. Hearing herself only excited her more. She rode the dildo, feeling the walls of her vagina pulse, squeezing it tight then releasing it as it spasmed.

Carmen was glad she didn't have to stop yet, but was already dreading that her next orgasm would be her last--for how long. They kept teasing her, then making her edge like this or just locking her away in those leather shorts. Sir was pushing her buttons, keeping her wet and making her feel small. She hated that she was so... needy. Why did she crave this?

Even thinking about how doing these things excited her just made her feel... more disgusting. She really was their pig. Their puerca. Their plaything to abuse... but excite at the same time. If she saw someone doing this to another person, she'd tell them they were in an abusive relationship. But, Carmen could feel them scratching her hidden itch. She had never felt more alive, more excited... or more degraded.

She was so wet, the dildo made an almost cartoonish squelching noise as she fucked herself with the toy. Had she ever been this turned on before?

As she came the third time, her whole body shook in ecstasy. She moaned loudly this time as her pussy throbbed.

"Stop."

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After he told Carmen to stop, he told her she could have a rest and sent her down to Kay. She'd cum three times in just under 5 minutes (4:57).

It was only just past 4pm. Kay told her she'd have "special duties" tonight at Sir's Game night with his friends.

Kay told her she could relax for a while, but she needed to be ready to go at 6pm wearing the outfit Kay had left out for her.

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Carmen was waiting for Sir in the living room at 5;50pm wanting to be early, The outfit Kay had left for her was made for easy access to her body--it was a black bodysuit with holes for her breasts and had a rectangular Velcro panel between her legs. It also had a "hood" that could be pulled over her face that would cover everything except her mouth. Fortunately, Kay had also left out a black zip hoodie to cover her upper body so she wouldn't be exposed on the drive. Her collar was also waiting for her.

Kay walked in wearing a stunning, elegant blue dress. She quickly inspected Carmen, looking at her from head to toe. Then she had her turn around and fastened a necklace onto her. It was an oversized necklace with the word "puerca" on it, in a fancy script made of silver wire. It stood out against the black bodysuit and reminded Carmen of something you'd buy cheap at a fair. But, she guessed Kay had actually made it--one of her more mundane hobbies was jewellery making.

When Sir arrived, Kay gave him a kiss goodbye and headed off in her car to meet her friends for dinner. Every other Thursday, they went separate directions for girls and guys nights out.

Sir led Carmen to his car and they drove the short distance to his friend's house for Game night.

"When we arrive, you'll see your old friend Randall. He'll tell you what you need to do. Follow his instructions as though they were from me."

Carmen's heart sank. The only Randall she knew was her ex boyfriend. She hadn't seen him in over a year. They'd broken up amicably enough, but she didn't like the idea of him having any power over her.

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Sir rang the doorbell and a moment later the door was opened by a woman dressed identically to Carmen, but with a black collar and her boobs fully exposed. Carmen noticed her necklace said "toy". She blushed, suddenly unsure about what was about to happen.

Sir was nonplussed.

"Hi, toy. This is puerca. Take her with you to help."

"Yes, Sir. Puerca?"

Toy led her to the kitchen to the right while Sir headed off towards the sound of men chatting off to the left.

Toy told Carmen her name was actually Cheyenne and that she and her husband were helping with the party under instructions from their Mistress.

Cheyenne led Carmen to the kitchen where she was shocked to see her ex-boyfriend. Randall was dressed in black wearing a round neck t-shirt, slacks and leather shoes. Like the two women, he had a similar necklace which said "cuck."

Carmen about fell over. Randall had always impressed her as being vanilla. He'd been an almost timid partner in the bedroom. To see him here now...

His face lit up in recognition, "Carmen, great to see you?"

"You know her?"

"Yeah... we dated for a while. We finished like... a year and a half ago?"

They didn't have time to really catch up--they had to get everything prepared for the guests.

Cheyenne had Carmen remove the hoodie and hung it up. Then Cheyenne removed her bodysuit and Randall helped her to lie down on the dining room table.

The host has decided that dinner would be Nyotaimori--sushi served on a naked woman. The table had been prepared with a heavy plastic tablecloth that Cheyenne was now laying almost completely naked on top of the table--wearing only her collar and necklace.

Carmen helped Randall to place a variety of sushi onto Cheyenne's skin. They had several boxes of perfectly presented pieces of sushi of various types and did their best to lay them on top of her in a decorative fashion.

It took them several minutes, but Carmen was impressed by the results. Randall had Carmen pour six small cups of sake and place them neatly on the nearby counter next to the small serving plates. The buffet was ready.

"Carmen, pull your hood up and stand over there, I'll get the guests. By the way, be sure to call us toy and cuck. They'll get mad if you use our real names." Randall headed off towards the men.

Carmen pulled the hood over her face. She could see clearly enough with the fabric over her eyes, but the sheer material covered everything except her mouth. She stood up against the wall where Randall had directed her.

She was actually happy to have the hood in place. It made her feel more detached from what was going on. She wasn't sure how she'd feel having her breasts out in front of a room full of strangers. She didn't think she'd be able to lie naked on the table like Cheyenne was doing. She couldn't believe how calm she seemed laying there naked with her legs spread, covered in sushi.

The men entered the room and began eating, taking food off of Cheyenne's naked skin. Randall acted as their waiter, encouraging everyone to get a cup of sake. Carmen counted six of them in total including Sir and the host of the gathering.

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Several of the guests began playing with Cheyenne. They'd take a piece of sushi, pausing to squeeze her breast or play with her nipples. Others spread her labia open to examine her pussy or rub her clit. One guy spread her butt cheeks and rubbed her anus with his finger.

Cheyenne reminded perfectly still, her face reacting to the poking, prodding and squeezing, but she stayed almost silent apart from some gasps and sharp inhalations.

As the guests finished eating, the host stepped over to the table and slipped a finger inside Cheyenne's pussy.

Sir asked him if she was ready.

"Oh yeah. Toy loves this... she's very wet." Then he turned to Randall, "clean her up and get things ready, Cuck."

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The three of them quickly had a bit to eat before tidying up the kitchen and dining room.

When they were done, Randall handed an envelope to Carmen, "It has instructions for this next part." He smiled briefly, almost sympathetically, she thought.

Randall and Cheyenne headed down the adjoining hallway. Carmen followed them, reading the note from the envelope as she went.

It was written in Kay's handwriting. It said Carmen was the bathroom attendant for the evening. Her job was to help the guests and make sure they were all "properly cleaned, using your mouth, if necessary" before they left the bathroom. It also told her that while she was the bathroom attendant, she needed to keep her "cunt locked away"--she was to "cater to all the needs of the guests" and not herself.

She stepped into the bathroom just as Cheyenne was finishing washing herself quickly after being the "tray" for the sushi. She dried off and slipped into her bodysuit before walking across the hall to a bedroom.

Carmen followed her, standing in the doorway.

Cheyenne was making herself comfortable on the large bed, laying in the centre of the bed. Carmen noticed she'd removed the covering material between her legs, so her pussy and ass were fully exposed, like her breast and mouth. With her hood in place, she was literally reduced to easily accessible body parts.

Randall was laying out a few toys and lube. There was a laptop set up on top of a chest of drawers, with a camera set down next to it, streaming onto the screen (but she noticed it was paused).

She thought about what this must be like for Randall and Cheyenne. She was going to have sex with whoever came into the room while her husband watched and filmed. Hence the nicknames... Carmen didn't think she could do that. But, who knows? She'd already agreed to have sex with a guy she picked off the internet, probably while Kay and Sir watched... Was she any different from them?

She stepped back into the bathroom and had a look around. There was a large tablet hanging on the wall above the toilet which showed the camera's stream from the bedroom with the sound on low. It was perfectly placed for the guests to watch as they peed.

There was a large counter area around the sink. There were several things neatly laid out there including mints, mouthwash, condoms, lube, wet wipes and a stack of high quality disposable towels. There was also a small silver tray that had a folded paper sign that said "tips". Carmen wondered what that was about. Were these guys going to leave money for her?

Randall stepped into her, "are you ready?"

"I think so... do you know--"

He cut her off with a wave of his hand, frowning, "I know less than you do. I didn't see what your note said. They just said that was your instructions. But, I'm across the hall if you need me."

She nodded as he left the bathroom. She heard him walking to tell the party that they were ready for them.

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Brett, the host, was the first person down the hall. He stepped in briefly into the bathroom and looked around, obviously checking the setup. He didn't say a word to Carmen, but just nodded and stepped back out. She saw him go across the hall and talk to Randall briefly, then head back to the guests.

Maybe a minute later, one of the men came down the hall. He was a tall, muscular looking guy and looked like someone who worked out. Carmen nicknamed him Gym Guy in her head. He gave a small wave to Carmen, but went straight into the bedroom.

The tablet began streaming what was happening across the hall with Randall apparently doing the filming.

Gym Guy took off his shoes and set them off to one side. He then nonchalantly removed his pants and boxers, dropping them on top of his shoes.

He left his shirt on--his cock already sticking out under the hem. He walked to the side of the bed and got on his knees on the mattress.

Without saying a word, Cheyenne leaned over and began licking his cock. The camera zoomed in on her mouth and tongue as they teased his shaft. Carmen realised that Randall was moving, trying to get the best angle of his wife pleasing Gym Guy.

He let her lick and tease his cock for a couple of minutes, then grabbed her head and pulled her against him, forcing his dick deep into her mouth.

He held her tight against him until she gagged slightly, then he pulled her head back and began fucking her face. With the hood over her head, she was reduced to just a hungry mouth. A mouth he was now mercilessly fucking.

She was drooling onto his cock, her spittle dripping down her chin. He didn't seem to notice and fucked her mouth faster and harder.

He didn't last much longer. Just before he came, he pulled out and exploded onto her fabric-covered face.

He called Randall over, "Cuck, zoom in on this. Don't move yet, Toy. Did you get it?"

"Yeah."

"Perfect. Now, Toy, you can lick whatever you can reach. But, leave what you can't to dry."

Gym Guy got off the bed and pulled his clothes on. He watched as Cheyenne strained with her tongue to lick some of his cum off her face. She couldn't reach much of it, leaving a streak of cum on her cheek.

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Her first bathroom visit became the pattern for most of the night. The guys used her as a fluffer before they visited Cheyenne. A guest she nicknamed Dadbod was first to step into the bathroom.

"I need a piss, puerca."

"Of course, sir. Let me help."

Carmen kneeled down on the floor and unzipped his fly and pulled his cock out through his zipper. She held his cock in her hand and pointed it towards the toilet bowl while he peed.

When he finished, she asked him, "Would sir like me to clean him with this pig's mouth or would sir prefer a wet towelette?"

Dadbod grinned, "Use your mouth, pig."

She quickly licked the head of his cock clean, feeling him stiffen.

"I'll take it from here. I'm going to go fuck Toy."

She flushed as he washed and dried his hands and put a nickel on her tip tray. Then he walked across the hall with his cock hanging out of his pants.

Carmen watched on the tablet as Dadbod removed his clothes and then fucked Cheyenne in the ass. Randall filmed all of it including close ups of Dadbod's dick sliding in and out of her anus which clutched his shaft on each thrust.

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As soon as he left, Sir came down the hallway. He didn't even look towards her in the bathroom, instead going directly into the bedroom with Cheyenne.

Carmen was instantly jealous of her. He was her Sir... she wanted to do... whatever... anything to please him. She'd never been jealous of Kay because it was the three of them. But, seeing him about to have sex with Cheyenne stabbed her deep in the heart.

She watched on the tablet as Sir had Cheyenne get on all fours and began fucking her from behind. Like before, Randall zoomed in on his dick entering her. Carmen was green with envy watching his cock slide in and out of her pussy.

She could hear Cheyenne moaning, loving him inside her. Either she was a good actress or Sir made her cum twice before he finished. After he pulled out, he made her lick him clean of her juices.

He finished by smiling directly into the camera. Carmen wondered if he did that to mock her?

He left the room shortly thereafter and walked back to the other guests without a look in her direction.

It made her feel like such a thing. Something he could just play with or discard depending on his whim.

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Ironically, the next person to visit the bathroom made her feel a lot better about everything. Brett, the host of the gathering, came to her a few minutes later.

"So, you're the famous puerca. Dan was telling us all about you. You sound like a *very* fun piggy to have around."

"I try my best, sir."

"We'll have to find a more interesting job for you at the next games night. You don't seem to be getting many customers."

"You're the second, sir."

"Well, hopefully you won't get too bored. The livestream should help entertain you anyway."

"Yes, sir. It's great to see what's... uh... going on."

"Yeah. We've got it on in the living room as well. I don't know how that cuck just stands there and films everyone fucking his wife." He laughed contemptuously.

Brett lifted the toilet seat and lid up.

"Kneel down next to the toilet, pig."

Carmen kneeled as he unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock.

"Lean your head over the bowl and open your mouth."

She did as she was told, leaning awkwardly against the toilet. She opened her mouth, dreading what was about to happen.

Brett began to pee. He aimed first for her open mouth. Carmen tried to swallow what she could, but it was difficult. She coughed slightly, with most of his warm, bitter piss dribbling out of her mouth and down her cheek.

He smiled, obviously enjoying himself. He shifted his stream to hit the rest of her face and then her chest. She felt the pressure of his piss, then its wetness as her bodysuit became damp with his pee.

She hated being pissed on. Even when Sir did it, it made her feel... worthless... humiliated... It was like being marked by a dog as territory. Being reduced to a urinal. It disgusted her, but she could feel that familiar fire growing in her pussy.

Fortunately, it didn't take him long to finish. When he was done, he had her clean his whole cock with her mouth, making him rock hard. He washed his hands quickly and dropped a dime in her tip tray.

"Well, thanks for your help, puerca. There's cleaning stuff under the sink. Leave the bathroom like you found it, ok?"

He left the room without zipping up, his cock bobbing in front of him as he walked towards the bedroom.

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Carmen was still kneeling on the floor. She opened up the cupboard under the sink and found a pile of clean, but rough old rags and some spray bottles. She tried to mop some of the piss off of her bodysuit--it was already feeling cold, wet and slightly uncomfortable.

She then sprayed the floor with the cleaner and mopped up the piss that had splattered there when he peed on her. When she was sure she had all of it, she wiped down the toilet and put down the seat and lid for the next guy.

She stood back up and looked at the tablet.

Brett and one of the other guests were already fucking Cheyenne. She was on all fours again, sucking Brett's cock while the other guest fucked her from behind. From the sounds she was making, she was thoroughly enjoying herself. She was moaning loudly, almost continuously repeating "oh god oh god... fuck yeah" as she bucked her hips fast and hard toward the guy behind her.

Carmen had never had two men at once. Even with Sir and Kay, they'd only all three done stuff together at the same time on just a few occasions--they seemed to like to take turns with her. The way Cheyenne was responding made her want to try it... the thought of being full of cock excited her. Could she take her place on the bed? Could she fuck two men at once... while being filmed and watched from the living room? Maybe wearing the bodysuit? Would being anonymous make it easier? She was wet and throbbing thinking about it.

Carmen guessed Cheyenne had cum several times before the two men took turns cumming inside her mouth and pussy.

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Carmen didn't have to wait long before she had her next "customer" after the spitroast she'd just witnessed. Since they were tipping--even just coins--she was thinking of them that way in her mind. Brett and the other guy passed her next customer in the hall as they headed back to the living room and he came down.

He was quick, having her hold his cock while he peed and had her clean him off afterwards with him leaving a 5 cent tip. Then he headed across the hall to have sex with Cheyenne.

Sir came into the bathroom with Carmen.

"Are you enjoying the show, puerca?"

"Yes, Sir. Your puerca is enjoying watching Toy on the tablet."

"Good. I was glad they had that set up so you could watch."

Sir turned to face the tablet. They both watched on the tablet as her previous customer had sex with Cheyenne, with her on top.

"How turned on are you, piggy? Do you want to cum?"

Carmen flushed, she was *very* excited. She'd spent the whole evening turned on. She felt like just a little attention would send her over the edge.

"Your puerca is very turned on, Sir. With your permission, this piggy would like to cum."

He smiled, "I think you've earned it. Go into the bedroom and tell Toy to do whatever you'd like so you can cum."

"Sir?" Carmen was thrown.

"She's tonight's party favour. She'll do just about anything for whoever enters the room. The only one she can't fuck is the Cuck."

"Your puerca understands. Thank you, Sir."

Carmen walked nervously across the hall.

Cheyenne was laying in the middle of the bed. She smiled when she saw Carmen enter. Randall stood at the back of the room, holding the camera.

Carmen walked over to the bed, leaned down and kissed Cheyenne. Her lips were electric and their kiss sent shivers down Carmen's spine.

"What would you like me to do, Puerca?"

"Make me cum, Toy. Please."

Cheyenne moved down slightly in the bed.

Carmen removed the Velcro covering between her legs, making her wet pussy easily available. She crawled onto the bed and straddled Cheyenne's face, gently lowering herself down onto Cheyenne's waiting mouth.

Her lips and tongue seemed impossibly soft, yet firm. Her skilled tongue slithered through her folds, teasing her lips apart and then writhing inside her.

Carmen moaned loudly, relishing the amazing feeling. She pressed herself downward and Cheyenne shifted to focus on her clit.

Cheyenne reached up and began caressing and teasing Carmen's exposed breasts. She kneaded them, then focused on her nipples, gently pinching and scraping them softly with her fingernails as her mouth continued to work.

Carmen came hard and lush. The wave of pleasure washed over her, making her writhe and buck as she drowned down harder into Cheyenne's mouth, greedy for more.

They kept going with Cheyenne moving her hands to Carmen's ass. She squeezed her cheeks hard, pulling them slightly apart then teasing her anus and pussy with her fingers as she continued to tongue her clit.

Carmen came hard again and felt the electric charges of pleasure ripple across her like lightning.

When her orgasm passed, she gently crawled off of Cheyenne's face and leaned down and kissed her deeply, tasting her juices on Cheyenne's mouth.

She got off the bed to see Sir standing there smiling and saw Randall had been on the other side of the bed filming everything.

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"I need to piss before we leave. Give me a hand, pig."

Carmen quickly put the flap covering her pussy back on and followed Sir back to the bathroom across the hall.

He lifted the toilet lid and had her sit on the seat with her legs spread wide. Then he pissed on her. He used his stream to fire his urine across her body from her head, into her open mouth, across her breasts and tummy down to her groin.

She hated and loved it at the same time. It was so degrading, but she loved being marked by Sir like this. She felt like he was reminding her and everyone else that she was His.

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Sir put her meagre tips in his pocket and told her to clean up and meet him at the front door. She again used the rags to try and mop some of the piss off of herself before cleaning the floor and toilet, leaving the bathroom pristine.

As she worked, she glanced at the tablet. It was only Cheyenne and Randall in the bedroom now. Randall had apparently set the camera down and was now leaning between Cheyenne's legs, licking her clean.

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