Having had a reasonable lottery win and with some savings I was now ready for the day. All my clothes were laid out ready, everything was in place around the house, a strong man had been booked so all that was needed was to get out of bed.
I sleep naked and this day was no different. I headed for the shower where I enjoyed the warm water on my body. I had been waxed a few days before so was silky smooth apart from my long honey blond hair which took ages to dry and today may change even that.
Once showered I spent ages drying my hair before leaving it loose as I was off to the hairdressers. Leaving my good clothes I put on a dress and shoes and headed off to town. I spent some time in the hairdressers having my hair put up then next door to the beauty salon for an amazing make-up including long false eyelashes.
Then it was home to prepare. I started by unwrapping the lingerie set from its tissue paper before adjusting the straps and removing the labels. It was pale pink with a lace pattern. First on was the suspender belt then the silk stockings went on and the straps adjusted. Net cam the matching thong which slipped beautifully between my cheeks. Finally the third part of the set, the bra. Fastening it in front of me I swivelled it round and pulled it into place before adjusting the straps to give me a good bust line. Checking myself in the mirror I declared the results a good start. Next came the dress which I took out of the dress bag. It was an ankle length dress in layers of pale pink tulle embroidered with sequins and having long flared sleeves and a high neck. The tight bodice was separated from the full a-line skirt by a patterned belt and the whole thing swirled around as I walked. It didn't have labels just an expensive receipt. I attached a piece of string to a hook and secured it to the zip at the back as I knew I couldn't reach the zip myself as the dress was too well fitted. Stepping in I put my arms in the sleeves then pulled the zip up feeling the soft fabric encase me. Once the zip was fully up I reached up and fastened the hook and eye at the top then removed the string and hook sealing me in the dress.
Next came a thin silver watch and long drop silver earrings. Taking my little clutch bag I put in my mobile, my credit cards, some makeup and a hankie. Knowing I couldn't drive in my new spike designer heels I'd bought a pair with a lower heel so I put these on and picked up my spike ones. Perfect timing as the front door bell rang and I went downstairs. Opening the door was my man Mark, selected very carefully over the last few months. He looked amazing dressed in a tight white t-shirt, tight pale blue jeans and white trainers. I gave him my key and got into my car and drove off leaving him alone.
I had been invited to a lunch party some miles away and no sooner had I arrived than my phone pinged. Opening the video message I knew what to expect and there he was slowly cutting up one of my bras. About ten minutes later and another message. This time he was cutting my good winter coat into pieces.
I found it extremely difficult to concentrate on socialising as I thought about the damage being done and I was getting so aroused. The next message was almost twenty minutes later and I was so excited. When I looked her had found my stash. I had bought a set of silk underwear comprising a boned corset, thong and stockings and left them wrapped having never been worn. Now I watched as he cut them into little pieces and I had to stop watching or risk an orgasm.
The final film was my suede knee boots being filled with black paint and returned to the wardrobe where I knew they would leak. It was all too much and I texted him I was on my way home and made a quick departure.
I'm not sure how I made it home safely as my mind wasn't on driving. Anyway, I did and changed into my spike heels, picked up my bag and went inside. Mark was in the hall to greet me and everything seemed normal but as he showed me into the dining room everything changed. Standing there were two guys of a similar build to Mark but they wore only black posing pouches which did little to hide the huge bulges.
They took my arms and held me firm and the show started. The first thing Mark did was run his hands over my entire body which sent shivers throughout before he took my bag.
The large rosewood dining table was now covered in a white cloth and set out was my six piece china dining service, six water glasses, six red and six white wine glasses, a glass bowl of fruit and all the appropriate cutlery. He emptied the clutch bag onto the table before selecting the three credit cards and the debit card and holding them right in front of me he cut them up. I was shivering with delight. It was my turn next and he took out the bright red lipstick and forced my mouth open before colouring my teeth red. A horrible waxy taste filled my mouth as he snapped off the stick and made me chew it before dribbling the bits down my dress. Next came nail varnish painted over my face before a large pot of black grease was produced and the contents massaged into my hair. He then took photos of me before showing me the results on my phone which he then dropped to the floor and smashed with his heel. Finally the bag was cut in half.
I then watched as all the crockery and glassware was thrown into the kitchen where it smashed making the room out of bounds. The cutlery was then bent out of shape before I was sat on the table with my legs over the edge. One of the guys then removed my shoes and cut them in half with an angle grinder. Taking just the spiked heel Mark produced a club hammer and nailed my skirt to the table using the spiked heel as a nail into the rosewood table.
I couldn't move but sat and watched as all my underwear was held in front of me before it was either painted or cut into pieces. Next came most of my dresses before the attention was directed to me.
With a knife the dress was slit open revealing my bra and the two guys then painted my bra black before ripping it apart and massaging my tits with black paint.
One of the guys then removed his pouch revealing an ever increasing prick before he climbed on the table and stood with his prick right in my face. All of a sudden black paint was being poured over me and him until the prick disappeared. Next came bags of sand like a frosting and then I knew what was to come. Mark forced my mouth open and in went the prick and my mouth was filled with paint and sand.
His hands went round the back of my head and he forced his prick to my throat causing me to gag but I was loving it. As he withdrew I was left with gritty sand in my mouth and teeth but hadn't time to worry as the remains of my dress was torn off, my knickers coated in paint and ripped off and I was pushed back onto the table. The first guy the spread my legs and with no foreplay shoved his prick inside me. He pumped for what seemed like hours but probably wasn't long before pulling out and shooting his load in my face.
This was then repeated with the others but as they had their moment one guy was hacking my hair off with a carving knife.I had expected that and just lay there as I was abused until I was crying with pain but loving it still as I love pain.
When they'd finished they cut me free and I just lay there. I could hear them moving around the house as they got clean before they dressed and left. I then slept just where I was because I knew I would have days of clearing up and filling rubbish skips with my belongings.