San Diego - Part 1B: THE PARK

Mike drives about 15 minutes to a park somewhere near some water. H pulls over and says, “Alright, you are going to get out here. Then you are going to take your slutty whore ass and walk to meet me on the other side of the park. You will not wipe the cum off your face, dress, or body. You will do anything any guys you meet tell you to do. Now get the fuck out!”

He points. There’s a path that leads through the park. He hands me a pack of cigarettes with only a few left and a lighter. “Walk until you see a park bench and then stop and light up. I will be nearby. If somebody happens to **** your sorry ass, I won’t stop them.”

Again, not sure if he’s k**ding or not…and it’s exciting and terrifying at the same time.

I get out and start walking. As my eyes adjust, I still don’t see any people around. My spikes clicking on the pavement, I work my way toward the other side of the park. I love walking in 6” heels…how it makes my legs look, how I have to work to keep my balance, how my hips shift like a woman’s.

I don’t see Mike anymore. As I get closer I see a few guys hanging around a park bench. They’re talking and looking at me. I still don’t see Mike. I light up the cigarette. One guy walks up to me and looks me over.

“You look like you’ve been having some fun,” he says.

I smile. “Some,” I say.

He steps in closer, “Is that what I think it is?” he says and points to the dried cum on my face. “I’ve got a lot more if that’s the kind of slut you are.” I look at him, blow out a puff, and say, “Why don’t we find out?”

He reaches under my skirt and feels my caged clitty.

“She’s caged!” he shouts!

The other two guys come over to me and circle me like they’re stalking an a****l. One runs his hand up the back of my skirt. My clitty-cock is straining in the cage, I’m a little scared but also really excited. I hear Mike behind me say, “yeah, that’s her.”

I look at him and he just smiles. He’s got a backpack. “Bring her over to the bench,” he says. He reaches in the backpack and pulls out a bottle of JD. They pass it around. Even I get a swig.

“Ok, let’s show my friends what kind of slut you really are,” Mike says as he clips the leash onto my slave collar.
I reach out for two of the guys now bulging crotches and kiss the third one. Mike jerks the leash and leads me to the park bench where he pushes me to my knees. I unzip the closest fly and take out that cock…I kiss it and take it in my mouth. Before I know it, there are two more cocks out, one in each hand. I try to work my mouth around to all three so they all stay lubed and get harder.

I finally recognize the one in my left hand as the 7” one from the booth. I smile up at him, “I remember this cock.”
He says, “good, because you’re going to get to know it much better.”

Mike jerks on the collar and moves me to bench. I’m kneeing on it with my hands on the back. Two of the guys come around and I take each cock in a hand and start to work them again. Mike has come around behind me, he lifts up my skirt and removes my plug. The release into the cool night air feels glorious. I feel the cold touch of lube being worked around me and then what had to be Mike’s cock playing with my ass. He slaps me and I fight to not bite the cock in my mouth.

“Pay attention bitch” the guys whose cock I’m sucking says.

“Yes, Sir” I say and keep working…alternating between the two in front of me.

I feel Mike’s cock starting to penetrate and I have to stop sucking to enjoy the pleasure for a second or two…after years of fantasy, getting my first spit roast…I’m going to enjoy this…but the penetration is stronger than I expect.
I stop sucking and look – it’s not Mike it’s the guy from the booth. Oh fuuccckkk…but he’s actually gentle and takes me slowly so I can expand. I couldn’t take it all, but I could take enough that he seemed happy. I go back to work on the two cocks and the one on the right gets ready to shoot and I take it into my mouth and drain him. Squirming from the fucking I’m now getting. The guy on my left has stepped back.

So booth guy starts to stiffen up and then cums. Hard again. He fills the condom and I can feel it in me (wishing secretly it could have been bareback, but being safe). He carefully peels the condom off, folds the top and tucks it into the top of my stocking…ok, kind of hot. The guy who’d backed away now had on a condom and Mike pulls me back down so this other guy can fuck me.

Mike has come to the front and I start to play with his bulge. “Oh no” he says, “You’re going to give me a special treat you fucking cum slut.” The guy fucking me was already close and he cums and tucks his used condom into my stocking. Fuck!!

The other guys are passing around the JD and one has lit up a cigarette. Mike tugs the leash to the bench so my head is pulled down and it is difficult to move. Mike nod to the guys drinking and they come to the bench and sit on either side of me.

“Hold the bitch’s hands please,” Mike says. They each grab a hand. Mike walks around and looks me in the eyes. He smiles, “now you fucking slut, you get what you deserve…and want.” He puts a ball gag in my mouth and straps it around my head. The guy smoking just smiles. Mike stands in front of me and removes his belt. Then he circles behind me and SMACK hits me across the backs of my legs. Then SMACK, SMACK hard on my ass. I wince in sharp pain. The guys are laughing.

Mike takes one of the condoms out of my stocking top. I feel him squeeze the cum out of it and onto my ass and balls. I feel the gooey wet slickness of it... still warm because it was on my stocking.

“You know, the best lubricant is another man’s cum,” he says. He starts working his cock into my ass-pussy…mmmm…feels so good…He slowly fucks me deeper and deeper. I tell him “yes” when he asks whether my cock is hurting in the cage. As well as I can say “yes” with a ball gag. He fucks me deeper and harder. Oh…my…god…!!!

After a while, he pulls out and says, “you want to eat my cum don’t you slut?” I eagerly nod.

He tells the guys to let go of my hands, pulls his cock out of my ass-pussy, and then releases the leash from the bench. He tells me to get to my knees. I comply.

“Let me help warm up that fuck hole of yours,” he says. He pulls the other condom out of my stocking and squeezes the cum onto his erect cock…

“Now…let’s see how much you can take,” and he slides his cock directly into my mouth. At first, it’s delicious all coated in another man’s cum. But he stats shoving it in deeper and deeper. I start to gag a bit and choke. At least I can tell he’s close.

“Are we good,” Mike says to one of the guys. He looks around says, “yup, finish her.”

Mike puts his hand on the back of my head and starts “helping” my throat take his cock deeper. I can feel my nose getting to his pubic hair and his balls starting to slap my chin. Finally he pulls me in hard and actually cums down my throat. I’m holding back my choking and gag reflex.

Mike pulls his cock out of my mouth. I start to lick it and he slaps me. “Who the fuck told you I was done with you bitch?”

I stare up at him.

“Open your mouth!” he orders. I comply.

“Now, drink!” And while still semi-erect, he starts to piss into my mouth. At first I choke a bit but I calm down and start to drink. Then I feel warmth on my body…one of the other guys is pissing on me. Soon another one is pissing on my face and moving his stream toward my mouth. Finally, the other guy pisses on me, up and down my body, soaking my outfit.

After they’re done, the three guys walk off laughing and thanking Mike. Mike hands me JD for a swig. Then he hands me another garbage bag. “Wrap yourself in there bitch.”

I do. Mike leads me back to the car. “Get in the back and don’t fuck up my car” he says. I get in. Mike had put another trash bag on the seat for me to sit on. In less than 15 minutes, we’re back at my hotel. He hands me the key to my cage and takes off the leash. “Thanks for a great night,” he says. “Please make sure to let me know next time you are here. We’ll do more kinky shit! Now, leash the trash bags and do the ‘walk of shame’ you fucking slut!” He’s smiling and clearly pleased (I’m sore…and clearly pleased).

“Yes, Sir!” I say. I get out and start walking back to my room. Not too many people around. One guy is out smoking and just smirks.

Ahh...what a glorious first night back in San Diego!