The Ruined Latina [Watersports]

By this stage, Daniella had completely transformed and there was no going back. Jamal had utterly broken her, and she was now completely submissive and hungry for any and all cock & cum. Standing in the elevator, Daniella looked up at Jamal, her right index finger in her mouth; the one she'd been fingering herself with just moments prior. Jamal looked in her eyes and grinned. "God I love a dumb cock whore, she's just so perfect" he thought to himself. Then he wrapped his right arm around her waist and grabbed her right buttcheek. It was smooth, firm, and supple. Squeezing it gently he said, "Not right now my little slut girl". Daniella giggled silly but kept her place.

Walking out into the street, there were still a few men and women tied to lamp posts, but city services (Like on every morning) were sure to cut them loose and either bring them back to their owners or their apartments in a little while. Today Jamal lead Daniella down into the nearby subway station. In the center of the large platform was a kiosk that as well as selling newspapers, gum and candy, also sold lube, condoms, dildos, buttplugs, chokers, ball gags, handcuffs, etc. Daniella was still wearing her golden ribbed buttplug from yesterday, and although she had almost forgotten it, feeling around back and moving it slightly, restored her sense of touch it was back to stretching her butthole, but not nearly as painful as yesterday. Doing so also alerted her bladder, which told Daniella it was high-time to take a piss. But being the submissive dumb bimbo she now was, pissing without permission was out of the question.

The subway train arrived after a few minutes, and they both got on it. Jamal seemed to have gotten the last seat available, as it was rush-hour. Daniella didn't mind at all. In fact, she felt it would've been weird if she got to sit and the one holding her by a leash wasn't. So she stood there until Jamal gestured for her to get down on her knees and service him, but only very gently, and only using her tongue and hands. Kneeling down, she collected spit in her mouth, and when she opened her mouth, all of it practically fell onto Jamal's semi-erect cock. Slowly and evenly, Daniella stroked the base of his cock with both her hands and gently licked and tickled the head of it, sometimes running her tongue from the base to the very top, which always induced a twitch in his cock. Leaning back lazily as Daniella pleasured him, he was having the time of his life.

During the entire trip, however, nobody had gone ahead and helped themselves to Daniella's pussy or ass. Most likely because they were already sort of pre-occupied, or because they saw that Daniella was on a leash, and had no special color in her hair. Even though everyone was free to use, using someone else's girlfriend without permission, especially when they were leashed wasn't illegal by any means, but it was generally frowned upon. And most people didn't want to chance it anyway, with the other end of the leash being held by a big buff black man. Slapping ass cheeks or giving tits a quick squeeze was seen akin to a handshake or a wave, so Daniella experienced loads of those. 5 stops later, Jamal got up, and Daniella along with him and they walked out of the train and up back to the surface.

Walking a few blocks, they came across a park bench which, rather selfishly, was currently being occupied by a cum covered Latina, who was lying face down on the entire bench. Approaching the bench and its occupant, Jamal lightly patted the Latina's cheek and sternly said "Ey whore girl, don't be selfish and hog all of the bench space!". Rather groggily, the girl came to and sat upright, making space for Jamal. That's when Daniella noticed her asshole. It was dripping it what looked like a liter of cum, gaping so wide she was sure her fist could fit inside it without even touching the walls, and was flared outwards. The girl however didn't seem bothered by her ruined asshole and just sort of stared blankly into the distance. Daniella was snapped back to attention by Jamal snapping his fingers, and pointing down at his cock. Immediately she went down on her knees and greedily and messily started sucking Jamal, occasionally deepthroating it to keep it interesting.

Although completely transfixed by Jamal's tremendous cock, Daniella could still hear that Jamal had started a conversation with the Latina. "What's the matter, girl? You don't look like one of 'em prude farm girls, you look like you seen a ghost!" he laughed at his own joke. "No, just, I've never seen a collared with without a cyan-blue hair extension." the Latina said cautiously. "That don't matter! She is 'ma slave, she'll do what I want her to do, watch this.". With that, Jamal leaned forward slightly and in a slightly menacing tone said "Piss on the floor you whore." With an internal sigh of relief, and whilst still ravaging his magnificent cock, Daniella released the floodgates, and without a care in the world who saw her, she starting pissing onto the floor, there and then like the completely submissive slut she was. By the time she was finished pissing, she noticed that Jamal was saying something to the Latina, but was too quiet to hear what he was saying. It didn't matter to Daniella anyway, all that mattered in her world was his big black cock.