Riding the Lakefront--Chapter 6 SeXStoRY

BIG CHANGES COMING! In the bag was a note with the address. Clear across the city on the north side of town. It read: "Now you know who is in charge of your life. Don't play games with us Bitch! You WILL do as you are told. We own your skank white bitch ass. Great pics of you cleaning up using piss. Have fun with the woman. Can't wait to see how you explain your appearance! Soon, you may be ours 24/7! Say hi to Lisa! It was then that I came to the conclusion I had no choice but to explain to Lisa what was going on and how I would have to do whatever this group wanted for the next several months. I pondered how I would explain this so as to ease her pain of processing it. How do I explain the original ****, the black mail, the lying to her, the total turnover of my life to these a****ls. Yet, what could I do but explain. Otherwise, it made no sense. I was trapped... I drove to the area and began looking for the address I was meeting Lisa. This can't be right. This is a shopping mall. I turn in and see Lisa sitting on a bench by a fountain...right in the middle of a rather upscale mall. I pull in to the curb area and honk my horn. Lisa sees me and motions me to park and get out. I am determined NOT to leave my car as I look wretched. I sit there for several minutes and begin to panic when I see her roaming about an outdoor art fair that was set up. But how could I get out of the car looking like this? I looked like a skank and still had my posture collar on...locked in place. I had on the short denim skirt that had slits up the front and rear. My short top barely covered my tits...and I mean BARELY covered them. My ankles continued to glare with the look of the shackles. Hair caked with cum. Smelling like piss. She motioned to me three or four times but finally headed over to the car. Arriving at the car, Lisa opened the door and immediately was taken aback by the site that greeted her. "What the hell? What the hell are your dressed like that for and what is that foul smell? Damn..." "Lisa..", I began sobbing. "Lisa, I have to tell you something...can we go somewhere to talk?" "God, you stink and you look like hell. What happened to you? Did you lie to me about what you were doing?" "Lisa...please listen to me and hear me out.." I began my explaination...explaining it all. Throughout, there was a lot of sobbing, then rage, then questions, then rage, then more sobbing... "in conclusion, Lisa, I don't see any alternative other than just letting them have me for whatever time period they want. I am trapped. I don't want them to bother you...and that will be part of my agreement...that I am theirs but you are free." I explained things, let her ask questions, and then I told her i would be by to pick up my things...that i needed for several months. She would simply have to explain that we having a separation and we needed time away from each other. Lisa sat stunned for several minutes..and then finally opened the door, got out, leaned down and said to call her when this was all over. With that, she disappeared into the mall masses. I sat there...for several minutes until I saw a policeman heading my way. Can't be seen like this, I thought! I drove to a nearby parking area and dialed... "You win! I am yours 24/7!" "We knew it was just a matter of time for you to become our white bitch whore...come on over...let's have at it!" For the next several months, I serviced more black cock than I ever dreamed of sucking. Be careful what you wish for....it may become your nightmare! No more lakefront bike rides for me!