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They set me up to be a sex slave. I am enjoying this! True story

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I am 43 year old divorced heterosexual woman. I have a daughter.
I thought it would be nice to share my personal story. I decided it might be fun and exciting to share. I want to write everything that happened in details. .

I am intimidating (I’m 6 foot tall”). I was always the tallest in my class. They use to call me “giraffe” The older I get the more confidence I get from the fact that I am tall. Women aren’t supposed to take up a lot of space, we aren’t supposed to be bigger than guys, aren’t supposed to be the tallest in the room. And the fact that I am is making me happy. Honestly even though it doesn’t make sense being tall has made me more secure in my femininity and beauty. I throughly enjoy being large. My parents are extremely rich. I grew up rich.
I am dressing up everywhere (even for grocery shopping ). The whole shebang, satin/leather/shiny pants/skirts, satin/silk blouses, pantyhose, shapewear, high heels, full make up on, be it morning, noon or evening.
Most of my outfits are well-coordinated in terms of color
I love my style and get lots of compliments on my clothes. . My clothing makes me stick out like a sore thumb . I am always dressed up to the max, on high heels, full make up on.

I feel confident this way, so i don't want to dress down .

I am extremely arrogant. And I mean in-your-face arrogant. I literally think i'm amazing and I can do anything I want. Other women seem to either hate me or go out of their way to compete with me. Politically, I am a Republican. I have a very difficult time making females friends. One of my former female friends blocked me unexpectedly, even though she owes me money. Interestingly, she didn't block my ex husband and makes payments to him. When I asked her why she blocked me, she just ignored me. About two years ago I thought I was making a new friend with this Korean woman Rachel who lives nearby but eventually I realized that every time we got together she would interrupt me while I was talking to disagree with whatever I was saying - like anything - the sky is blue - no it's not - kind of thing. If I talked about a place I'd visited any where in the world - she would always interrupt and tell me about how her experience was so much better then mine. It all blew up one night over wine and a silly political discussion. So this woman Rachel became my frenemy. Nine days ago Rachel organized this women in wine party at her out of town restaurant. She invited me. I was surprised. I went there out of boredom . I was wearing this
(the picture is taken on that day)

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I was on 5 inch heels shoes.
I arrived a little earlier at the restaurant. My frenemy Rachel greeted me. She welcomed me to the party. I walked into the main area.

I was surprised to see so few women there, but i knew i was early. I just stood there with Rachel and watched women slowly start to arrive.

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We began chatting and sipping our wine, when i heard footsteps approaching behind me.

"Rachel," the voice said, calmly, but sternly.

"This giantess is fat." she said. But she didn't exactly sound disappointed. I was shocked to hear the word used so freely by others to describe me. It wasn't considered polite to describe people as fat

Rachel looked at me with a hard stare, like she was disgusted.

"Yes she is a giant arrogant rich stuck up fat bitch Yun "



This Korean woman in her mid 50's Yun had chin length haircut , her hair tinged with grey but otherwise dark. She was short and skinny, but somewhat muscular. Her arms were strong and she was dressed in a white shirt, dark blue jeans and brown shoes. She stood in front of me and inspected me like a farmer might inspect a pig at the market.



"My name is Yun, i am Rachel's first cousin. I moved to Florida from New York about a month ago. I live in Bartow." she took a sip of her claret and continued.

"I saw your FB profile , but you look even bigger in person. You are a big woman

You certainly stand above us like Gulliver among Lilliputians.." Yun said, patting me on the belly.

The cousins looked at each other.

"We've got a nickname for you too," Yun said. "Don't worry."

Rachel gave her cousin an evil smirk as she slowly said the name "Peppa."

"As in Peppa Pig." Yun reiterated.




I wanted to avoid this weird small woman Yun , so i walked over to the buffet .

They had a really nice, wide range of food, I found some nicely chopped pork chops, so I made myself a mix of them about the size of 3 apples, onto the dedicated plate. I also had a pile of cold cuts/salmon/cheese and a small piece of bakery.

When I sat down to eat, I noticed this weird small woman Yun starting to make faces, looking really angry. I ignored her. I ate fast. I finished. I fixed my make up . I got up and started mingling with the women.

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"Oh, AHHH!" i shrieked as i suddenly felt someone grab me from behind. Before i had a chance to realize what was happening, two greedy hands started fondling my rack over my blouse. I gasped and shut my eyes, overwhelmed by my hypersensitivity, as i felt the groper jiggle my tits against each other and harshly tweak my nipples through the satin material that covered them. This was the first time that another woman had ever touched my breasts. An involuntary wetness rushed between my legs and dampened my panties, and soon i felt the groper's face pressing against my back.

It was the immense roar of the crowd that brought me out of the overwhelming pleasure and back to reality. I opened my eyes, the groper still wrapped around me from behind. I tried to push the hands off of me, when i realized that they were Yun's! I glanced behind her and saw this small weird woman Yun, with her silly buck teeth, groping and grinding me. Nearby, Rachel and the rest of the women were laughing their asses off.

"Help, Rachel! Get her off of me," i called out.

"No can do! The crowd loves it!" Rachel responded

I was mortified. I couldn't believe that i was getting felt up by this small skinny woman Yun, and the entire thing was being seen in detail by everyone in the restaurant! I was so shocked that i could barely move

Finally I shouted my protest and shoved Yun away as forcefully as i possibly could. I managed to escape her grasp, blushing and mortified. The crowd booed at first, but started laughing as Yun began miming lewdly. She held up her paws and groped the air, pointed at me, and then pretended to motorboat my chest. I crossed my arms over my boobs, more embarrassed than i had ever been in my life, and retreated behind the other women.

The other women were all laughing openly at my humiliation, including Rachel. I blushed, and felt tears rushing to my eyes. Was this just another one of Rachel's attempts to humiliate me? Did Rachel tell her cousin Yun to grope me like that? I felt like a complete idiot for allowing myself to be bullied by Rachel. Well, Rachel had gotten what she wanted. I was totally humiliated, and i was going home. Rachel saw me trying to leave, and grabbed my arm.

"Where are you going? " Rachel insisted.

"Please, Rachel. You have to stop. You probably thought it was really funny to get your cousin to touch my... my..."

"Your tits?" Rachel laughed. I gasped. "Don't worry. My cousin Yun does that to all big tittied curvy women. She has an obsession with big titties and butts, she just can’t keep her hands away as much as she tries! "

My eyes widened. "R-really? You didn't... You didn't tell her to touch me like that?"

I sighed. "I know you're kind of a prude — I guess I should have warned you about Yun. Sorry, babe. " I sighed in relief. The groping had been so humiliating, but it made me feel a lot better that it wasn't Rachel's idea. Besides, Rachel was right. I had to stop being such a prude.

I made a resolution: I was going to clear the air with this small groper Yun. Whatever bullshit jealousy Yun had over my cup size, it was time to hash it out.

Yun was standing in the corner.

I snapped. "What the fuck?" i said, stomping over and staring down Yun with my full six foot height. "Seriously, what the fuck is it with you? Honest to fucking god, you have been giving me shit since we met. I don't care if you're fucking jealous of my goddamn tits, you can fucking respect me as a person and, and..."

I trailed off into astonished silence as Yun started laughing. Not just a little chuckle, but a long, hard, spluttering belly laugh that brought tears to Yun's eyes and made her contort her body uncontrollably. Every time it looked like she was about to get it together, she'd look up at me and start giggling all over again.

"I'm sorry," Yun said. "It's just...jealous?" She had an incredulous look on her face. "Of your slut handles?" She reached out and hefted one of my breasts before i could stop her, bouncing it slightly in her hand like a water balloon. "I don't think so, honey."

I angrily reached to slap Yun's hand away, but she saw it coming and pulled back. She reached out with her other hand, palming it over my right nipple. "My 'slut handles'? Are you serious-hey! What the fuck!"

Yun shrugged. "Just making a point, sweetie," she said. Her eyes were hard and stony,. "Great big cow titties like these, well...they're a little too sensitive sometimes. When someone touches them like this, you start getting a little bit fuzzy. A little bit slow."


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"Fuck off!" i snarled, making a grab for Yun's hand. But she was too fast again, pulling away from the now-erect nipple and darting in to stroke the exposed swell of skin where my cleavage came together.

"See, that's what I'm talking about," Yun said. "Those slut knockers of yours are so distracting that you don't even know where my hands are going." I swatted down, but Yun's fingers had already moved away to pinch my nipples, first one then the other. "And then your thoughts start getting all slow and lazy, because those bouncy boobs don't care who's touching them or why. Me, I don't have that problem. I can stay in control. You? You're a titslut the second someone gets their hands on you. I'd say I have the better deal."

I felt myself blushing furiously, still swatting ineffectively at Yun's touches. I felt like i was playing Whack-a-Mole; every time i brushed Yun's hand away from one breast, i felt it caressing me somewhere else.

"Big woman" Yun said in an amused tone. "I am wondering if it is worth training you up as a housepet for me. I'm starting to think you need someone like me. Look at you-you're already thinking with your tits, aren't you? I can see it in your eyes."

"No, I'm nnnuhh!" I shrieked. I struggled to push her , but Yun took the opportunity and obstructed reach to lean in and give me a long, slow lick right along the curve of my breast, i took a step back in surprise .

"See what I mean?" Yun said. "You're so ** on your own tits that you can't even walk straight. All I needed to do was grab you by your slut handles and you melted like butter for me." She matched her actions to her words, grabbing a handful of each breast and flicking my nipples with her thumbs until i was panting with arousal. I realized that most of the women were watching the whole situation. I was flustered and embarrassed . I went into the restroom. I walked up to the sink. Then all of a sudden small ugly touchy feely woman Yun walked into the bathroom and closed the door, making sure it was locked so nobody else could walk in. I looked down at her in fearful anticipation, wondering what the hell she was doing.



Short skinny Yun reached up with her both hands and unbuttoned the top button of my blouse.

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"Look big woman, your nipples are hard." Yun said.

"Why don't i have a little suck on them?"

"Peppa, i need a taste of you fat nipples."

I stood there, my blouse around my waist as Yun began feasting on my nipple.

"I know we said your name was Peppa," Yun said, "But while i suck your saggy udders, I want you to moo like the fat cow you are."

This might have been too far. But i could feel how wet my pussy was and i was sure Yun could see it and smell it too. There was little point in going back now. I was intrigued to see how far Yun could take this.

I began making mooing noises as Yun suckled on my nipples, which had become very big .



"That's right, moo for me." Yun said.

"Moooo," i moaned, i started to lose myself in the mooing as Yun suckled.

"Oh yes, i am feasting on your fat udders Peppa. "

"Yes Yun."

Yun took my nipple in her mouth, a little rougher this time.

My head fell back as i surrendered to the feeling of pleasure i had from the older small woman sucking on my engorged nipple.

"Stop ." Yun said abruptly. " It is enough."



Yun stepped back. She walked out of the bathroom without saying a word. I fixed myself up. I adjusted my breasts into my blouse. I tucked my blouse into my pants. I walked out of the bathroom..



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This cheerful looking short skinny blonde kinda masculine woman in her mid 40's Brenda who is a known lesbian walked up to me .
Looking me directly in my eyes said, “Wow. You are getting off with Yun in the bathroom. We heard mewing. She was feasting on your enormous tits, wasn't she?”

I swallowed hard, and could feel the heat rise up in my face. Then Yun walked up and said to Brenda
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"Big woman's tits are so saggy . That's what happens when you eat too much junk food, Peppa, isn't it?" Yun said, picking up one of my tits and grabbing it in her hands.

She continued in this vein, picking up my tits and jiggling them in her hands, grabbing them and slapping them.

"Yes Yun," i said, feeling myself become aroused again.

Yun moved behind me, moving her hands from her breasts and on to my belly.

She moved her hands up on my breasts.

With both her hands, she started to jiggle my boobs. It was designed for my humiliation, but i was extremely turned .

Brenda was laughing as Yun jiggled my breasts. Yun stopped jiggling my breasts
She grabbed my buttocks and started jiggling them.

"Keep jiggling that arse for us."

I started twerking my own ass as both Yun and Brenda attacked it with their hands. I felt my bottom reddening as i became more helpless to their actions.

"Big Woman my love, I think it may be time for a break." Yun said.
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"Wait", said Brenda. "I want to squeeze and massage her breasts too, " and approached me smiling.

I flinched and gasped as Brenda's small wrinkled hands made contact with my boobs. She spread her hands all over my boobs, her fingers slipping over my nipples again and again.
Brenda was in heaven! She had a look of wonderment in her creepy blue eyes as her hands touched my breasts. Her initially tentative fondling soon gave way to more urgent lust-fueled groping. She zeroed in on my nipples, pinching and rubbing them through the blouse. Brenda smiled as my breath became ragged with the waves of sensation radiating out from my nipples to reach my clitoris. I realised that my pussy was now totally drenched and prayed that the women would not notice.

Brenda tweaked my erect nipples.

After another minute of fondling, Brenda moved away reluctantly. My nipples stood out like erasers.
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"I have certainly left your breasts totally stimulated. Your nipples are more erect than I would have thought possible." Brenda chuckled with satisfaction.
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"You are wonderful, Big Woman ," this short skinny creepy woman Brenda said, as
she pulled me close and buried her face between my breasts. I said nothing. She rubbed her face in the valley between my breasts, inhaling my scent. Then slowly she moved her head back and forth across my breasts, her whole face pressing into my curves. Occasionally her mouth would open and I would feel the heat of her breath .

I was so wet. My pussy burned with the pain. My heart was beating out of control. I closed my eyes and let Brenda do as she pleased. Her lips encircled my nipple, not moving, just resting around the nub enclosed in satin. I felt the constant pressure of her lips around my nipple, waiting, waiting for her next move. But there was no next move. Instead she rested. She pressed her face into my breast breathing her hot breath on my nipple, making it hard and achy. I was so turned on, waiting, writhing and wanting.

I wanted to cry out and beg, ‘please , please suck my nipple, play with it, suck it, suck it, unbutton my blouse and suck them.' But I never did say those words. I never had the courage. I was afraid of what would happen if I did say those words. Instead I stood there with her lips wrapped around my breast, my nipple. She held me close, moving to one breast then the other, back and forth until they were overly sensitive from the contact of her face and satin of my blouse. Then after a few minutes of doing this she pushed me back .





TO BE CONTINUED
 
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