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Hello, here I am (Little Whore Susu). I’m back to continue my story.
After my stepdaughter Maddie and her friends Katie and Katherine took control of me and made me their slave, filming me pleasuring themselves, cutting my hair, and urinating on me, I gave in and started doing everything they told me to do.
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But one day, before I went to sleep, I was thinking about what had happened to me. I’m a woman in my forties, married to Maddie’s father.
I was a model of good morals and refined manners in my neighborhood. I remembered that I used to meet with a group of women from my neighborhood and discuss everyday matters with them. We would meet every fifteen days at one of the group’s homes. I was the most beautiful and elegant among them, and they always complimented my beauty and composure.
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I remembered that we had a meeting in two days, and I had to attend, but how could I go in this state? What would the rest of the group say about me? I had to ask Maddie and her friends to let me dress nicely, take my hair extensions out, and wear a hat or something. If they didn’t agree, I wouldn’t be able to go. I fell asleep thinking about this.
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The next morning, at 6:30, I woke up, as I usually did, at Maddie’s request, to tidy the house and prepare breakfast.
I tidied and made breakfast for three people, then went to Maddie’s room, which used to be mine, but she had taken it and given me hers. I knocked softly on the door, and a voice inside told me to come in. I went in and found Maddie and her friends already awake. I went in and said to Maddie, ”
Miss Maddie, breakfast is ready.” Maddie looked at me and said, “Okay, Soso, go to the kitchen and we’ll be right back.”
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I went back to the kitchen, and after about five minutes, they came and sat down at the dining table and started eating. I saw it as a good opportunity to ask them to go to the meeting quietly and orderly. I cleared my throat and said, ”
☆Miss Katie, since she was the one in charge of most things, the most daring, and the most domineering, may I ask you a favor?”
☆Katie replied, “Ask, Soso, what do you want?”
So I explained to her about the meeting and that I had to go, and I also said, “Would you allow me to go to the meeting wearing decent clothes, not the ones you assigned me, and not showing up with my strange hairstyle, and perhaps wear a hat or something on my head to hide my short haircut?”
☆Katie didn’t look at me, but she looked at Maddie and asked her, “What meeting is Soso talking about?”
☆Maddie explained that it was a meeting where respectable and valuable women from the area would discuss life matters and other issues.
☆Maddie laughed, looked at me, and said, “What business is this meeting of yours? It’s for people of standing in society. Do you consider yourself important, Soso?” I replied, “I don’t know, Miss Maddie, but I’m one of the founders of this society.” Katie looked at me and said, “Well, this isn’t your business anymore, but I can give you a chance to leave, just not the way you asked. You’ll leave looking like this.”
☆I looked at her and said, “Please, Miss Katie, don’t do this to me. What will people say if I go like this?” Catherine looked at me and said, “What’s this I’m hearing from you, Soso? Don’t you like the haircut I gave you? Are you ashamed of it? What is this I’m hearing? Anyway, today is the last day before the weekend, and tomorrow is a public holiday. You’ll get a new hairstyle, and you’ll go to this meeting with it.”
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I knelt on the floor near Catherine’s feet and began to plead with her, saying, “Please, Miss Catherine, don’t cut my hair any shorter. I’ll do whatever you want, and I love this cut you gave me, but I was begging you for mercy so I wouldn’t have to keep these horns when I go to the meeting.”
Maddie interjected, “Well, Soso, you say you want to go to this meeting, that it’s for the respectable ladies of this area, and that you don’t like the haircut Catherine gave you. Well, I have some news for you.”
I didn’t want to tell you now, but it’s alright. My father called yesterday, and we talked for a long time.
He asked about you and what happened after Aunt Lucy met him and told him about your new look. He asked me what made you do this to yourself, and I told him that I was back home too, that you were still the same, and that your behavior had changed a lot and your clothes were much less conservative, like you were a younger girl than me.
And He replied that after hearing this, he didn’t want me anymore and that he was going to divorce me and had already started the divorce proceedings. I begged him to reconsider, but he was adamant. He told me that he had met another woman from where he lives and that he was going to marry her. He said that I could be independent now and that this house was mine from now on and I could do with it as I pleased. He said I have to kick you out of the house, so go ahead, Soso, you’re kicked out. You can leave now, and you can go to your meeting if you want. But before that, I have to tell you that my father is a good man; he put money on your card so you could get by, like renting a place until you find a job or a man to marry. He didn’t just leave you there, though.
I took your card and transferred the money to my account, and it’s mine now. I left you $100 on the card to buy food. Now get out of my house. You’re kicked out. I don’t want to see you here again.
I crawled on the floor until I reached Maddie’s feet and began to beg her: “Miss Maddie, please don’t throw me out of the house. I’m ready to do anything you ask of me, anything you want me to do, but please don’t throw me out. I have nowhere else to go.” I began to kiss her feet until she pushed me away and stood up. She said, “What use do I have of you? I don’t want you anymore. I’ll bring a maid into the house. She’ll clean it and cook for me. I don’t want you anymore.” I looked at her, crying, and said, “I am your maid, Miss Maddie. Let me stay in the house, and I will be your servant and slave, just as you wish.” She looked at me and said, “No, there is a difference. A maid identifies herself as a maid, and everyone knows she is a maid. But you don’t want that. You want to remain a respected lady in your community, don’t you?” I looked at her and said, “Very well, I’ll be whatever you want, and I’ll do whatever you ask of me, but please allow me to be your servant in the house, Miss Maddie.” Maddie looked at Katie and Catherine and said to them, “What? What do you think, girls? Does she deserve to stay in my house, or should I send her away?” Katie replied, “Don’t be so harsh, Maddie. Let her stay in your house, and she’ll be your obedient servant in front of everyone, and our servant when we’re alone.” Catherine nodded in agreement with Katie’s words. Maddie looked at me and said, “Very well, Soso, you will remain working here in my house as a servant, and we will announce it to everyone, but you will not receive any salary. You will work in exchange for a roof over your head, and food and drink. Now go and get me some water and stop crying. I have appointed you as the servant of this house. Is that clear, Soso?”
I looked at the ground and said in a low voice, “Yes, Miss Maddie.”
When I brought the water and returned to them, Maddie looked at me and said, “Okay, Soso, now you’re going to call all the women who meet with you and tell them you’re inviting them to meet here at the house. You have half an hour to do this, and when you come back, I’ll tell you what to do.”
I went to my room, took my phone, and started calling the women and inviting them to the meeting. When I finished, I went back to the kitchen and found the girls still sitting and talking. I went in and said, “Miss Maddie, I did what you asked me to do. I invited all the women to meet here tomorrow at 2:00 PM.”
Maddie looked at me and said, “Okay, we have to get you ready for the meeting today. We won’t go to school; we’ll stay here with you. You have a lot of work to do.”
Katie and I will go and get you a maid’s outfit, and you’ll put it on when the women arrive while Catherine gets the hair-cutting tools ready. When we arrive, Catherine will start cutting your new hair while we finish. Go take a shower and wash your hair.
I looked down at the floor and said, “Yes, Miss Maddie,” and we went our separate ways. About half an hour later, Maddie and Kitty returned from the market. Catherine had already set up a chair and placed the tools beside it in my room. I came out of the bathroom, and when I entered my room, I was surprised to find them there. I was still wrapped in a towel on my body and another on my head. When Maddie saw me, she said, “Take off what you’re wearing and sit in the chair.” I did as she asked, and when I sat down, Maddie wrapped me in a bedsheet. Kitty looked at me and said, “You’re going to sit here. I don’t want to hear a sound from you, and you’re not going to move until Catherine’s finished, or Maddie will throw you out of the house naked like this. Is that clear?” I nodded and said, “Yes, Miss Kitty.” Then Catherine came over with a comb and began to gently brush my hair. She then started to draw a line around the top of my head. She took a hair clip and gathered the hair from the top of my head, then put the clip on it and brushed the rest downwards. Next, she took the razor, turned it on, and held it to my forehead, then ran it over my head. She repeated this several times, gathering all the hair that was still in the clippers until it was completely gone. Then she took a lock of my hair and threw it into my lap, saying, “This is the story I’m going to tell you so you learn not to be impressed by the hairstyle I cut.” She then took the shaving foam and started applying it to the area where she had cut the hair. Next, she took the razor and began shaving the foam-covered hair. She repeated this process three times, twice against the direction of hair growth, until she was sure there was no hair left in the shaved area. Then she took a towel and wiped the remaining shaving foam off my head. After that, she took scissors and trimmed the ends of my hair. Then she took a bowl of hair dye and started applying it to the rest of my hair, then wrapped it in a plastic cap. Finally, she took off the robe and sat on the edge of the bed next to Maddie and Katie. Maddie looked at me and said, “Come here, Soso, crawl to me and sit at my feet.”
I crawled down to her feet, tears streaming down my face. She grabbed my chin and forced my head up to meet hers. “How many times do we have to tell you that tears won’t do you any good? You need to get used to these haircuts because you’re mine from now on. Me and the girls can do whatever we want with you. Now wipe your tears. You’re going to have a lot of changes, so stop crying. It’s like we don’t know you’re a whore, but the real difference now is that the whole world will know. Go to the bathroom and kneel on the floor until it’s time to wash the dye out. We’ll come and wash you.” I went to the bathroom, knelt on the floor, and waited for about half an hour until the girls came. Katie removed the plastic cap from my head, and Catherine turned on the shower and started pouring water over me. Then she put shampoo in her hand and scrubbed my head, then rinsed it out. After that, she threw a towel over me and told me to dry myself without touching my head, then follow them. I dried myself, left the towel in the bathroom, and went back to the room naked. All of this happened without me waiting. I didn’t look in the mirror, not because they told me to, but because I didn’t dare. I went back to the room, and Catherine said, “Come on, Amani, sit on the floor and turn your back to me.” I sat down on the chair, facing her. Then she took a towel and dried my hair. I could feel the towel against the top of my shaved head. Then she took a hairdryer and dried my hair. Then she combed my hair from all sides until I had what looked like the goat horns she always made for me. Then she lowered my head and took the shaving foam and put it on my shaved neck, where a little hair had grown back. Then she took the razor and shaved the back of my head. Then Maddie came in with a bag, threw it at me, and said, “Get up and put this on. This is your uniform from now on.” I got up and opened the bag. Inside was a French maid’s outfit that revealed all the private parts. It was black and white, almond-shaped, with a white apron.
I put it on and looked at the girls. They all looked at me and laughed hysterically. Then Maddie looked at me and said, “Go to the mirror and look at yourself.” I went to the mirror, and when I looked at myself, I didn’t know how to describe it. I was a woman dressed as a maid, showing off my curves without underwear. It was so tight that it accentuated my large breasts and buttocks. I looked at my head and found it was bald on top, like a samurai’s head.
But I have light blue horns on the sides of my head, like the ones on little dolls, and the rest of my hair is the same blue. I put my hands to my face and burst into tears. Maddie got up, came closer, and patted my bald head. “It’s okay, Soso,” she said. “You’ll get used to these hairstyles. I don’t want to see you cry again because crying won’t do you any good.” Then she reached into her pocket and took out a small black object that looked like a metal plug. She handed it to me and said, “Put this in your vagina.” I took it from her and inserted it. Then she took a small remote control out of her other pocket and pressed a button. I felt a tickle in my vagina, and my whole body trembled. Maddie said, “You’ll keep this in place until I tell you to. I’ve tried the lowest temperature now, so be careful and don’t let me try higher temperatures because they’ll hurt you or embarrass you in front of the others. Don’t try to remove it, or I’ll have to put something in to stop you. But you can remove it now. Take off these clothes. We have to leave them as they are.” Be clean and tidy until tomorrow, then come to me in bed. I did as Maddie told me, and I went back to them and stood naked in front of them. Katie looked at me and said, “Come on, kneel in front of us.” So I knelt. Then she continued, “Tomorrow the ladies will come here. We’ll greet them, and you’ll stay in the kitchen. You’ll make and pour the tea. When you feel the device you’ll put in your vagina working in the first stage, you’ll bring the tea and serve it to the ladies without saying a word. Then you’ll stand in the corner opposite everyone. Then Maddie will speak and say to everyone, ‘This is Sarah, but her name is Susu now.'” My stepmother is no longer here, but she now works in this house as a maid. After that, Maddie gestured for me to kneel on the floor, and I spent the whole night going from vagina to vagina until I had satisfied them all more than once, and then they all fell asleep. Then I went to my room and threw myself back on the bed as I had been and fell asleep from sheer exhaustion.
I woke up early the next morning, at six o’clock as usual. I tidied the house and prepared breakfast. After I finished, the girls woke up and came to the kitchen to eat. I stood by the table, and Maddie looked at me and said, “Go and put on your new clothes, put the machine away, and then come back to us.” I went and did as she told me, and then I returned to them. They were all dressed up. When I arrived, Katie said to me, “Look at me closely. I don’t want any mistakes today.” ” You will do as we told you, or you will be punished.”
“Yes, Miss Maddie, I will do whatever you want,” I replied.
A few moments later, the doorbell rang, and Maddie went and opened it. All the members of the society had gathered. I recognized them by their voices. I was in the kitchen making tea and could hear their conversation. At first, they were exchanging greetings, and then Maddie cleared her throat and said loudly so everyone could hear:
She said, “Excuse me, ladies, there’s something I need to tell you about Sarah, my stepmother and the head of this association. My father divorced her because of some personal problems between them. He called me and told me he had divorced her and sent me the divorce papers to give her. He asked me to leave the house, but he didn’t tell me why. However, I’d noticed some things for a while; her behavior had changed, and her appearance had changed a lot. I realized there must be a reason for this. So, when I told her, she refused to leave the house. She sat at my feet and said, ‘Let me be your servant, but don’t throw me out into the street.'” “I’ll do whatever you want, just don’t fire me.” I had intended to hire a maid to look after the house, but I didn’t have enough money, and Sarah… so I agreed to her request and hired her as a maid. That’s why she was no longer able to fulfill her duties at the association. So, I asked her to invite you all so I could tell you this. Then she pressed the button on the device, and I felt an electric shock inside me. That’s when I knew she wanted me to come in and serve the tea. So I poured the tea into the cups and left. When I entered the room where all the women were sitting, I saw the looks of surprise on their faces. I went in and served the tea, then picked up the empty tray and stood in the corner opposite everyone. I bent down and looked at the floor for two minutes. I didn’t hear a word after that. Then there were faint giggles, and then everyone burst out laughing at my appearance. I waited for some sympathy for my situation, but all the women were laughing at me. After everyone had finished laughing, Mrs. Mary, the oldest of the women, intervened and addressed Maddie, saying, “Why do you look like that?” And she replied Maddie: “As for her clothes, they’re maids’ attire. And her hair, I don’t know what’s happened to it. Lately, she’s been going out and coming back with an even stranger hairstyle than before. Now, let’s get this over with. I’ve started calling her ‘Soso,’ and she’s become my maid, so she doesn’t have time to go to the society. That’s why I’ve called you here.”
Mrs. Mary cleared her throat and addressed Maddie, saying, “Miss Maddie, I see you’ve grown up, and we all loved your mother before she passed away. Since the position of president of the society is now vacant, I would like to offer you this position on behalf of all the members, and I believe no one will object. What do you think? I hope you will accept. We are looking forward to a president with a stronger personality and greater self-confidence than the previous one.” Maddie looked at me, then at Mrs. Mary, and said, “Thank you for your confidence in me, and I won’t let you down. It’s alright, I’ll accept your offer. I have no objection as long as this position doesn’t interfere with my studies.”
Mrs. Mary clapped her hands and said, “Well, Maddie, this position won’t affect your studies. Congratulations on becoming president of the society. I hope we’ll see a positive change in the society’s direction now that you’ve joined us. As for Soso, I think she deserves this position. I don’t know how we were fooled by her all this time. She’s never done anything good for the society, and now you’re telling me her name is Soso, isn’t it? My feet are really hurting. Could she massage them for me?” Maddie looked at me and said, “Soso, Mrs. Mary’s feet hurt. Go and massage them for her.” I went over to where Mrs. Maddie was sitting and knelt opposite her. She put her foot on my knee, and I began massaging her foot, then her other foot. While I was busy massaging, Mrs. Mary put her hand on the bald spot on the top of my head and began to feel it. She looked at Maddie and said, “It’s very smooth.” Then she grabbed my horns and tugged at them, saying, “Well, that’s enough. We have to go. See you at the next meeting. Goodbye.” They all got up, and Maddie saw them off at the door. Then she came back, looked at me, and said, “See? No one was watching you. As a respected lady in our community, you were my father’s wife, and he gave you that status. Now you’re back to where you belong.” She pressed a button on the remote control in her hand, and the waves began to pound inside me. But it wasn’t the first level; it was a higher level than anything she had experienced with me before. The waves kept vibrating inside me until I was on my knees, moaning from the intense pain inside me and from the ecstasy that was approaching. Before I could reach it, she stopped the device, and I cried out in pain and from the loss of the ecstasy that had almost come. I begged her, “Yes, Miss Maddie, I’m nothing, but please let me reach the ecstasy, I beg you.” She laughed and said, “No, you don’t deserve it.”
