Hi, my name is Julie and this is a true story about how I came to be a slut. I always was a quiet and compliant child, even though as the youngest child my older siblings considered me a brat. On my sixteenth birthday, I had gone over to my boyfriend's house and after some heavy petting, my hormones kicked in and we had sex. It was his first time too, so he finished pretty quick and I was still hormonal. Neither of us had realized his older brother had been watching and when he came into the basement and suggested he help satisfy me and his brother could see how it was done, I agreed. I do have to admit, he did last long enough to give me an orgasm.

I ended up breaking up with my boyfriend and dating his brother until I found out he was telling all his friends that I was ‘easy'. But before that happened, guys started asking me out. I was flattered and accepted every invitation. But either on the first or second date, I ended up having sex with them. When I got invited to a party one weekend by a very popular senior, I jumped at the chance. He picked me up and when we arrived at his house, I discovered that I was the entertainment.

His parents were gone for the weekend so he had invited four of his buddies over and me. They took turns kissing and fondling me, eventually getting me out of my clothes and then having sex with me. It was the first time I had both holes and my mouth filled at the same time, but far from the last. Rather than being disgusted or upset, it was a turn on for me. After they couldn't get it up anymore and I was still horny, they used bottles and a miniature baseball bat. That encounter resulted in my getting pregnant, but I miscarried at two months. After that got spread around school, even girls wouldn't hang around me and the guys asking me out got sleazier and sleazier.

I still kept dating guys until one day, Nancy, the daughter of a family friend I had known all my life seduced me and I had my first experience with a female. She was two years older and I thought she was so sophisticated. I fell for her big time, but she said we had to keep the relationship a secret as no one knew she was a lesbian. I was so head over heels for her that I agreed.

I was young and inexperienced and had never been in love. I did not realize it at the time, but she was slowly dominating me until I had become her willing little pet; I would have done and did do anything she asked of me. Looking back, I now know that was my first experience of being used as a sub, though, again, I did not fully understand that at the time.

Once she took me to a party with a number of her friends. As soon as I walked into the room, I was given a shot of Schnapps to drink, followed by a couple more. I wanted to please Nancy, so I drank them. They put some music on and encouraged me to dance and do a striptease. They all took turns using me to pleasure them which I did willingly since Nancy was telling me to do it. Several of them also fucked my pussy using a couple of odd-looking dildos. Every so often, they would give me another shot to down.

My dad traveled a lot for his job and was often gone for one to three months at a time. Whenever he came home, he and mom would go off for a long weekend together. When my two siblings were away at college and I was not old enough to be on my own for the weekend, I was usually shipped off to a relative. I had been dating Nancy for about three months when mom and dad went off on one of their trips. Nancy's mom offered to let me stay with them and I was thrilled thinking that I would actually be spending a couple of nights with Nancy.

My folks dropped me off and I went in the house expecting to see the whole family, but the only person there was Ann, Nancy's mom. She said that Nancy and her dad were off for the weekend checking out a college she was interested in attending. It turned out Ann knew all about Nancy and me, but she didn't care. She was only interested in expanding my submissiveness.  At first, she instructed me not to tell Nancy anything that was happening or that she knew that Nancy was a lesbian. Her excuse was that she wanted to let Nancy reveal that when she was comfortable telling them.

So I played a juggling game, spending time with Ann and becoming her submissive and spending time with the woman I was totally in love with. I kept the secret about the other from each of them, because it was what they asked me to do. When the three of us were together, I acted like we were all just family friends and nothing more. They both kept me in line by using my love for Nancy to control me. And they did have complete control over my every move.

Ann continued introducing me to the world of submissiveness and BDSM. She became the first of several Mistresses I would have during my life and I grew to love her as well. Ann taught me the line between pain and pleasure with an emphasis on the pain. But as my tolerance grew, so did my desire for more pain. She showed me just how submissive I was and taught me many things about the lifestyle. Both of them used me in their own way, I willingly accepted it because I loved them.

Ann initiated me into a number of fetishes, including some hardcore and what many would consider ‘taboo' stuff. I became so totally immersed into the lifestyle; I began to crave much of it all the time. I knew Ann had a business and after high school, I went to work for her. I discovered that while she had a legitimate business, she also had another business that was far less acceptable. Though I did work in her office, they used me more often on the other side. I modeled and was a ‘hostess' at parties and different functions for her clients, prospects and other business acquaintances.

It was at this point that I finally found out that Nancy knew all about me and her mom, and that she, in fact, was learning from Ann all the intricacies of the BDSM world. I had not realized that Nancy was doing the same thing Ann was, just on a smaller and more subtle scale or that they both were well aware of what each of them was doing with me.

Sometimes my duties included having sex with men or women, sometimes it did not. I mostly did whatever was needed to make other people happy with little regard for myself. But it did not matter what it was they asked of me. They told me all the time how much they loved me, and I was still very much in love with Nancy. As long as we were together and as long as they kept praising me, I willingly did whatever they wanted me to do.

At one point, Nancy took me to an adult toy store. She offered my services to the owner as a glory hole worker. She told me how hot she thought it would be thinking about and occasionally watching me suck cock. She told me how pleased she would be if I would be willing to do that for her. Of course, that was all it took for me to agree to do it. For the next several months, every Saturday night I sucked cock for three hours.

As word got out that the glory hole at the store was manned again, those hours became quite filled. By the end of my ‘shift', my face and clothes were covered in cum, I swallowed so much of it, I could have opened a sperm bank. And at times it was not my mouth that was the recipient of those cocks either. There was a room above the store with a bed and Nancy occasionally asked me to take one of the men up there for a more private session.

One night she took me up to another room on that floor and said she wanted me to have sex with a man that had become very close to her. She really laid it on: how much she wanted me to do it; how happy it would make her; how wonderful it would be for him; and how she just loved her little pet so much for doing this for her. I was swimming in sugar and as usual, I closed my mind to anything but wanting to please her and earn her love. I stripped and went into the bedroom where he was waiting. We had sex and if was rather pleasant for a change.

By then, I had been with them over a dozen years and could barely think for myself anymore. Not long after that night, I discovered that all the men and women I had been with, all the cocks I had sucked and many of the other things I had done had been bought and paid for, I had been their prostitute for years and they had pocketed every cent. I left them the very next day, just grabbing my clothes and a few possessions. I wandered around in a fog for the next four days, sleeping on the beach or wherever I could. I finally went home to my parents but lived in fear of seeing Ann or Nancy as they were still family friends.

After a short time, I could not bear the thought of running into them and asked a cousin if I could come and stay with her for a while. She lived halfway across the country and said I could come and stay with her as long as I wanted. I moved a few days later and after being there a short time, discovered I was about two months pregnant. I stayed with her until after the baby was born. At that point, I decided I needed to do something to support myself and my daughter. For a while, I worked as a stripper and as an escort to older and often wealthy women who did not want to attend events alone. If they had been men, I would have been considered eye candy.

I had always had good grades, and while in high school, I had thought about becoming a dentist. I applied to several colleges and got accepted to three of them. I applied for financial aid and one school offered me some, so I went there and after graduating, went on to dental school. When I got my dental license, I was hired by my cousin's dentist and a few years later when he decided to retire, my parents helped me get a loan and buy the practice.

I had expressed ideas to him on how to expand the business, but he had known he would be retiring soon, so had not implemented any of them. After I took over I began to incorporate some of my ideas in the practice. Soon, I had to move to larger facilities. Today, the office offers the full gamut of dental services including the latest technology and even one-day dental implants. I have more than tripled the number of staff, and I still see patients, though I now also work with students.

During all this time, my desire for sex and discipline just seemed to intensify, and I generally have sex in some form or other most days. I have some friends that know of my submissive tendencies and help me by setting me up with Dommes at lesbian clubs we go to regularly.

At one of these clubs, they had talked to several women and eventually one of them came up to me, introduced herself as Martha and asked me to dance. Now whenever we went to the clubs or dungeons, I always wore a tight short dress that was either strapless or very low cut, ‘fuck me heels' and no panties or bra. When I had been able to choose my Mistress, I generally leaned toward the more feminine type. The girl that came up to me was over six feet and very butch. She was also dressed like a biker, as were several others at the table she came from.

I got up and followed her to the dance floor, where we danced for some time. She kept grinding into me and eventually raised the back of my dress up exposing my ass which she grabbed and pulled me into her. When she was done, she pulled me to her table and plopped me down into her lap after pulling my dress up to my waist. She pushed my legs to either side of hers and began fingering me for all her friends to see as well as many others in the room. She pulled my top down and played with my nipples and tits and by then, I was extremely aroused. I could see a number of women looking at us with lust in their eyes.

At that point, she announced to her friends that we were all going back to her house and I was coming too. I was not asked, I was told. She informed my friends that she was taking me to her place and that she would see to it that I got home safely and they would see me the next day. I was walked through the entire bar, dress still just around my waist and put in the back seat of her car in between two of her friends who played with my pussy and tits the whole ride.

Once we got there, she and her friends used me as they wanted. I ate pussy and they fucked my cunt and ass; I was tied, gagged, and passed around. I was spanked and peed on. When they were done, she finally drove me home and walked me to my door. She leaned down and gave me a kiss that rocked my world and then told me matter-of-a-factly I would be seeing her again. I went inside in a daze as she drove off. By Monday I was back to normal and went into the office first thing in the morning. I did not hear from her on Monday or Tuesday until just before closing.

She walked into my office followed by my assistant. I waved her off and stood there in front of Martha. She closed the door and locked it, then told me to strip. When I hesitated, she told me again to strip or she would do it for me, and likely not be too kind to my clothes. I removed my clothing and stood there naked in front of her. She was carrying a bag and she pulled out a pair of leather pants, telling me to put them on. As I pulled them up, I realized there was a large hole cut into the crotch leaving my cunt and ass exposed.

Next, she handed me a leather shirt, but that too had holes, exposing my tits. She told me to put my heels back on which looked totally ludicrous with the leather clothing. She handed me a short jacket which, while it covered my boobs, barely covered my ass. I was also acutely aware that my pussy could be seen as well, but she took my hand and pulled it away when I tried to cover up. Then she walked me through the whole office and the waiting room to outside where her motorcycle was waiting. Her friends were there as well. She told me we were going for a ride.

When I looked at the passenger ‘jump' seat, I saw two cocks sticking up. Martha picked me up like I was a rag doll and set me right on top of them. The front one slipped in easily, but even though it hit right on target, my ass was not prepared for the other one. She put her hands on my shoulders and pushed me down until it was completely inside me. With no preparation, I grimaced as it entered me, but she just laughed. She climbed on in front of me and we all took off. 

I swear she hit every pothole, speed bump, gravel road and train track in a twenty-mile radius. As I bounced up and down on the dildos, I came four times and needless to say, the dildo in my ass was now sliding in and out easily. We finally stopped at a Sonic Drive-in and she ordered some shakes. She told the carhop what she had been doing with me, but of course, the carhop did not believe her. Martha signaled me to rise up so she could see the dildos. I was humiliated but did as I was told. Then she made me open the jacket and display my tits. It made the carhop's day. After the ‘ride' she drove me home.

When she dropped me off, she told me that I belonged to her now and that we would be seeing a lot more of each other. I was her slut and hers to do with as she wished. And we did. She spent more time at my house than her own. She frequently came to my office and made sure everyone knew we were a couple. We went on many more rides, always with the ‘dildo seat' and the same or similar clothing. She took me to biker gatherings and showed me off. She made me do things in public to her friends and fucked me where and when she wanted.

At one event I was used as a food platter for the bikers. They had several tables set up under some pop-up canopies where there was food for people to eat. Some food had been catered in, but a lot of the women also brought food to share. As normal, as soon as we arrived at the event, I stripped except for heels and a collar. I was told to lie on an empty table and became an antipasto platter. My chest and stomach were covered with lunchmeat and cheese slices and a pile of potato salad was between my tits. Pickles, olives, peppers and other items soaked in an olive oil marinade were in the valley created by my legs which had been tied together.

Some of the bikers ate directly from my body, while others just scooped things onto a plate; though somehow, I got poked and prodded with a lot of fingers. When the food was gone, my legs were untied, spread open and tied again and a bowl of various fruits and vegetables was placed next to me. Bananas, cucumbers, squash, and zucchini were in the bowl along with carrots and parsnips, Chinese eggplant, a bunch of celery, an ear of corn and yams. All were invited to use my cunt to ‘marinate' the items.

While my cunt was kept busy ‘marinating' food, my mouth was kept well occupied servicing Martha's friends and other bikers. I ate a lot of pussy that day. Martha loved showing me off, showing others the power she had over me. She loved relating the stories of what we did to women she did not know; loved hearing them ooh and ahh.

I was with her for six months until she moved away to take a new job. She asked me to go with her, but I had the practice to consider, as well as my daughter. She still comes back to town from time to time, and I see her whenever she does. These days, I don't have a Mistress, but I am still a slut and still go to the lesbian bars. I plan on being a slut until the day I die.

Someone asked me recently why I do what I do; why I let myself be used and humiliated like that. I thought about that and my answer was that I have an insatiable need to please others; to pleasure them and display a skill that they might feel only I have. Perhaps there is a need for attention; perhaps there is a need to be accepted and to be praised for what one does. Perhaps there is almost a sense of accomplishment and maybe pride in making others so happy.