Slut Survey Pt. 05: Neighbours

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I’m Allie, 56-year-old wife Sue, Fred and their eighteen-year-old son, Jake.

Sue’s a middle-aged busy body, much thinner than me (I’m a size 12), always poking her nose in, and reminds me of an ostrich. (Peck, peck, peer and peck! LOL. Fred, her hubby, comes across as a wet lettuce and their son, Jake seems to be a bit of a dork.

Okay, Allie, but how’s any of that sexy? Well… I don’t have a very good relationship with my neighbours ‘cos we fell out, so sometimes Sue is a bit mean and petty, which gets me imagining her dominating me and making me serve her family, but in the ‘ostrich, wet lettuce and dorky’ way I see them. It kind of adds to the humiliation to be dominated by people with no finesse or subtlety in how I’d imagine they’d do it. Horses for courses as they say!

Anyway, please take a moment to complete this little survey (is only 15 little questions) to help me be the best slutty neighbour (This is part 5 of my little survey, so you might want to do parts 1,2, 3 and 4 first to catch up. Is up to you! This part is about how I should behave as my neighbour’s house slave and fuck slave to their son. It’s kind of a multiple choice, as always. I get randy as a bag of bunnies imagining having to behave as peeps decide I should instead of my own choices. Enjoy.

Love and kisses,

Allie. Xxx

SLUTTY MOM SURVEY PART V: SLAVE FOR MY NEIGHBOUR’S.

I: Okies, so Sue does Pilates and is super thin, in shape and about a foot taller than your cute, little, muffin. Sometimes, when she thinks I’m not looking, Sue throws her doggy’s poo into my garden and I become an angry little muffin: Grrrr!

When I told my boys about it, my son’s friend jokingly suggested there should be a MILF fight. Soooo… let’s say that gets arranged, what should be the rules and arrangements? First off, where should we fight?

a) The Fight should be outside so all our friends and neighbours can enjoy watching Sue and I sweat and strain to defeat each other.

b) The fight should be held in a public place like a beach so the public can watch.

c) In a barn where the floor is a mix of cow pats, water and mud (like at the end of a nearby lane).

d) In a boxing ring type of thingy.

II: What sort of fight should it be?

a) Topless/nude boxing. (This will mean all my friends and neighbours get to know what I look like nude! Oh, the humiliation! How will I ever face them afterwards?)

b) Topless/nude wrestling.

c) Bikini wrestling.

d) Oil wrestling.

e) No-holds barred full-on catfight. (Yikes! Actually… Grrrr! Bring it on! Um, maybe…)

III: If e) What should the rules be?

a) None. Last slut standing wins!

b) No hair-pulling, scratching or biting.

c) Allowed moves are; yanking and pulling hair, slapping, scratching, raking, clawing and gouging with nails, biting, tearing off clothing, penetration of our asses and pussies, kicking, kneeing, punching.

d) Banned moves: Any defensive moves: Pathetic circling, dancing, jabbing, feinting, and retreating will result in forfeits.

e) Loser becomes the household slave for the winner for one month. (See how I slipped that in there! LOL)

f) Loser’s body is public property for one month.

g) Referee’s ruling is final.

IV: Should there be a first aider or medic on site?

a) Yes, for aftercare and in case of serious injury.

b) No, my injuries are what the crowd will enjoy seeing.

c) Yes, but only for Sue, my injuries should etiler escort bayan be left for everyone to enjoy.

V: When should the fight be?

a) As soon as poss, bitches! (LOL!)

b) 3 months from now so we have time to grow our hair long and loose for better hair pulling, grow and sharpen our nails for better cat scratching and grow out our trimmed pubic bushes to give our opponent a better grip and Sue and I can grow to really hate one another ‘cos of the expectations and increased rivalry. (No doubt more doggy-poo heading for my garden! LOL)

VI: If b) how should I be made to promote the fight to neighbours etc?

a) Go around in a bikini exposing my middle-aged body handing out flyers and offering to do chores for people if they’ll come and watch.

b) Promote the fight on the internet by posting promo pics of me posing like a fighter nude. Grrrr! Check out the biceps! LOL!

c) Just tell everyone. Goy! Stop being so dramatic and over thinking everything!

d) Get in touch with everyone who dislikes me (my ex-hubby, his chums, work colleagues etc) and tell them there’s a chance to see me be totes humiliated!

VII: What should we be made to fight in?

a) Oil

b) Jello

c) Garbage.

d) Broken glass and other sharpies (Just to amuse all you sadist).

e) Doggy poo (Just to amuse you guys who like to see a woman humiliated).

f) Everyone who comes to watch should pour their pee into the fighting area so we end up glistening in pee and probs tasting it sometimes (Yuckies!). That way when we meet any of the audience afterwards they know, and I know, I’ve writhed around in their pee and probs drank some too!

VIII: How should I have to dress for the fight?

a) Totes feminine clothes as though I’m going on a date, makeup, perfume, and lots and lots jewellery, especially piercings and big, dangly jewellery that can be grabbed like hoop ear rings. Footwear should be metal stiletto heels. (We should be judged on our appearance and have forfeits made before we fight).

b) No underwear and only tops and mini-skirt that can be pulled off easily.

c) Swimsuits/bikini.

d) Footwear should be metal stiletto heels.

e) No footwear.

IX: Let’s say we ended up with a no-holds barred cat fight with a dress-code of utterly feminine clothes as though I’m going on a date, makeup, perfume, and lots and lots jewellery, especially piercings and big, dangly jewellery that can be grabbed like hoop ear rings. Footwear should be metal stiletto heels. (We should be judged on our appearance and have forfeits made before we fight).

That we’ve gone for allowed moves are; yanking and pulling hair, slapping, scratching, raking, clawing and gouging with nails, biting, tearing off clothing, penetration of our asses and pussies, kicking, kneeing, punching. Banned moves: are any defensive moves: Pathetic circling, dancing, jabbing, feinting, and retreating will result in forfeits.

The prize is agreed as the loser becomes the household slave for the winner for one month and we’ve had three months to grow our hair long and loose for better hair pulling, grow and sharpen our nails for better cat scratching and grow out our trimmed pubic bushes to give our opponent a better grip and Sue and I have really grown to really hate one another ‘cos of the expectations and increased rivalry.

So, to follow the dress-code, I am wearing a 3-piece sexy Go Go Girl, 70’s fancy-dress costume pendik escort bayan comprising of a pink daisy print halter top with a beaded trim and tassles that tickles my bare podgy tum, a pink headband that makes my overgrown blonde bob bunch up better for grabbing, a tiny bright yellow skirt with pink sash belt. I’ve lots of costume jewellery on; my biggest hoop ear-rings, lots of silver bangles on my bare fore-arms, a dangling belly piercing, small chains with bells through both my nips (visible through my halter top) and extra long chains for the bells dangling from each of my labia so that they reach my mid-thighs. I’ve got steel capped stilettos too. I feel totes vulnerable and exposed in such a skimpy outfit, and ridiculous with all my perfume, outfit and tarty make-up. The guys all hanging around swigging beer make catcalls as I stand shivering in my garden waiting for Sue.

Eventually there’s a big cheer and Sue struts out wearing a warm, winter coat. What shocks me the most though is that her hair is cut short, almost shaved, certainly too short for me too grab. I also notice Sue isn’t wearing any ear-rings or jewellery that I can see. Her make-up looks pretty ordinary too. When Sue removes her winter coat to the cheers of the gathered crowd, I am totes shocked to see her slim frame outlined, but totes covered in a super-cozy long sleeve layer top with a pair of high-rise tights and instead of stilettos, Sue is wearing steel toe-capped running shoes.

OMG! Totes unfair I yell and you all as the audience get to decide. So, what’s your thinking?

a) Sue has broken the rules and so should suffer a forfeit. (Yay!)

b) Sue has broken the rules and so should suffer a forfeit and be made to change in accordance with the dress-code. (Double yay!)

c) Allie is being whiny and should suffer a forfeit. (… wait, what?)

X: If c), the crowd shout out forfeits. which do you choose?

a) Removal of my spiky metal shoes so I can’t kick as well as Sue.

b) Make me wear mittens so my long, sharp nails are no use.

c) 3 minutes of free attack for Sue while I’m tied to a post.

d) All of the above. (Hey, you meanie!)

XI: So, the consensus ends up being d) and I am tied with my hands behind my back to a fence post shivering and all goose-bumpy in my ridiculous slutty go-go outfit, with Sue towering a foot over my little body in her willowy way, smirking and looking all comfortable and snug in her winter weather sports gear.

Then I find out how long three minutes can feel like as Sue listens to my ex-hubby’s advice: “Go for Allie’s face, tits, and cunt, Sue. Hit her where she’s most vulnerable!” There’s lots of cheers as the three minutes go by in a blur for me, but when someone blows a whistle, I’m totes naked with my bare pale flesh already scratched, slapped, bitten and stinging and my hair on my head and my naughty bits feeling like it’s been totes ripped out along with all my piercings. When they untie me, Sue pulls me to the fighting area by my untrimmed pubic hair. (Goy! Such a totes mean bitch!)

Well, OMG! The fight hasn’t even started and I seem finished! Mittens are tied onto my hands and the fight begins. I can barely do anything with my bare feet and my hands in mittens, and Sue, fresh lithe and dressed in her sportswear beats me fair and square until I am begging for mercy.

Should that be the end of the fight?

a) Yes, you’ve had a rough day, Allie.

b) No, the rule was last one standing, taksim escort bayan so keep going Allie or you’ll be punished!

XII: Either way I end up a middle-aged puddle of battered and bruised flesh, cuts and grazes, ouchies and yaroos, and crawl behind the victorious Sue to begin my month of slavery. How should Sue make me serve out my month?

a) Make me serve as her son’s sex-slave so he can learn all about sex without having to consider this slut’s feelings.

b) Treat me like one of her dogs when I am not being used; sleep with them, be let out to toilet with them, fetch with them etc.

c) Do all household chores.

d) All of these and everything Sue wants.

XIII: If a) or d) (‘cos it includes a) what guidance should Sue’s give her son?

a) “You’ve got a month to experiment anyhow you want with your own personal MILF whore, son. Go enjoy!”

b) “You need to differentiate between women and whores, son. Allie is a whore. Whore’s saying no to men is a hate crime, so let me know if your whore refuses to do anything ‘cos I’ll enjoy punishing her!”

c) “If your whore’s ever ungrateful, cane her!”

d) “No limits, son! Make us proud!” (The dad, obviously! LOL!)

e) All of ’em! (it’s going to be a tough month, Allie!)

XIV: And so the weeks roll by, me living almost as a house-pet, curling up with the dogs in the kitchen at night when my eighteen-year-old Master wants a bed to himself, waking up with dog hairs matted to my sweaty skin and having to go hose myself down in the back garden every morning ‘cos Sue doesn’t want me messing up her bathroom.

I do my best to please my eighteen-year-old Master, but he’s very young and inexperienced, selfish as a lover, and seems to have a rather nasty, sadistic streak. I spend the month making him cum far too quickly, then licking it up, letting him use all my holes and have to suffer his immature whims and inspirations like drawing on my boobs, making me stand on my head so he can fill my pussy with a pint of all his friend’s cum on a live video feed, making me do a show as if my breasts can talk. Just lots of immature, humiliating, ridiculous things.

Sometimes Sue suggests to her hubby that I should suck his cock and I really try, but he’s just not that interested and usually I beg to give up when I get lock-jaw and he still isn’t even hard. That gets me punished, as does every minor discretion and Sue particularly enjoys family mealtimes where I have to sit beside my eighteen-year-old Master and fawn over him as attentively as if I were his hand maiden, wife, and servant rolled into one. Sue especially likes it if Jake has me dressed all slutty, nude or covered in cum (Jake finds me wearing his cum on my face hilarious, so that happens a LOT!) and makes me use a chair that has a dildo attached to the seat that is 10 inches, more than I can take, so I have to eat kind of lifting and straining my haunches.

So, after a month, I’ve been humiliated daily by Sue, fucked and used as a toy by her son, worked pointlessly to pleasure Sue’s hubby, been treated like a doggy, punished daily, even been scrubbed down with a brush when Sue felt I wasn’t hosing myself well enough, and so my very last question for this part of my survey is:

XV: Please can I go home now?

a) Yes. Your month is up.

b) No. Serve another month, we changed the forfeit rules while you were busy slaving away. (Huh! How’d that happen?)

Quite a family and what a tough month! There’s only so much a neighbour can take no matter how much she aims to please! Anyway, just 15 little questions to help me along with being a good slut neighbour for you all. For part 6, next time, we’ll be doing a little survey to find out my rules as a cuckoldress; My dominant side: Grrrr! LOL.

Bye for now,

Love and Kisses.

Allie. Xxx

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