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On Monday night, I thought I might have trouble sleeping, knowing how awful Tuesday would be. Surprisingly, I slept like a baby. Apparently, knowing a resolution to all my problems was forthcoming, allowed me to sleep better than I had in months. Knowing an end was in sight brought me a peace even the prospect of Election Day couldn't upset. On Tuesday morning, I got up early and prepared for the day. I gave myself four enema's before driving to Oliver's house. He made me strip when I got there, and naked, I got into a limousine for the ride out to the Club. The windows of the limo were dark so he didn't bother covering me with anything for the drive.

Oliver had me suck his cock on the drive, leaving the window open between us and the driver so he could enjoy the view. Oliver didn't last long, by which I guessed he hadn't cum in awhile, his cum spurting down my throat in thick gobs as I swallowed it all. I'd become quite the cocksucker under his tutelage. He played with my body the rest of the drive out there, but never allowed me to cum myself, merely keeping me on the edge. I actually wanted to ride his cock in order to orgasm, but Oliver wouldn't let me, saying I needed to save myself for the Club. When Oliver didn't want to fuck, I knew the day would be a rough one. I still didn't know what I'd be doing today.

Mistress Toni and Slut wouldn't be here today. We warned her that we were getting ready to close up shop on Oliver and it would be best she stayed away today. We informed her she could tell other members of the Club about the cameras recording everything after Friday, and they could start removing them anytime afterward and all previous recordings would be destroyed, so she needn't worry about any blowback from Olivers blackmail information. She would be free and clear to act in any way she felt appropriate. She thanked us for helping out and we told her she deserved our thanks for helping us. I knew Jolene and Jackson at least would be watching what happened today. Jackson had taken time off work today and tomorrow to monitor all of Oliver's computer activity the next couple days. Jolene would be watching to make sure nothing beyond the usual sexual shit would happen to me.

The Attorney General candidate who'd fucked me a few weeks ago was now running almost unopposed. His major party opponent had dropped out of the race unexpectedly for 'personal' reasons. I suspected Oliver had played a part in that and it had nothing to do with 'sex magic' as much as it had to do with 'blackmail'. If Oliver was left to his own devices, he'd have the new attorney general on the hook for pretty much anything. Fortunately for him, Oliver, nor anyone associated with Oliver, would any longer have a single remaining blackmail files after Friday and Jackson would be in charge of all remaining blackmail material. The only thing Jackson wanted from the new AG was for him to ensure no personally identifying material of me ever made it onto the internet. As long as my name was kept off the web, his would be too. There was nothing anyone could do with the personal recordings people had made and posted, but at least no one who'd done those knew my name. I'd been masked for all my encounters with others, whether I could see or not.

When we reached the Club, Oliver had me put on my mask again. I couldn't see, so I wouldn't know who was fucking me. Since I was allowed to see the last time I'd been here, I suspected more famous people, and now I knew the full score, people I knew, would be using me. Once the mask was on, Oliver guided me to the door and knocked.

"Yes, sir." It sounded like the same butler. I wondered if he still had a cock cage on.

"Oliver Crowley and slave," Oliver said.

"Yes, sir. Please come this way. A place has been prepared for your slave."

A place, prepared, for slave, sounding ominous. Me. Oliver carefully led me into the large common room. I could hear a few other people there, but it didn't sound like very many.

"Put your hand out," Oliver said.

I reached out tentatively and felt something soft and padded under my hand. I felt around it a bit and what I could feel seemed round, with perhaps ledges slightly below the curved surfaces.

"I want you to climb up on this and drape yourself over the surface lengthwise. We'll help you get up, then we're going to fasten your hands and legs down. Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir."

"Get up then. There's a step in front of you, step up."

I stepped up and Oliver and the butler helped me climb over the thing, almost like a barrel, but narrower. The ledges were for me to put my legs on to keep me from sliding off to one side or the other. When I was properly situated, my ass stuck off the back end and my head the other. I was supported from the top of my pubic bone to my neck. When I was positioned, my upper calves and ankles were secured, my hands were secured under the barrel, almost as if I were hugging it, and a wide strap was placed around my waist. I could barely move when they were done, yet I was relatively comfortable.

Oliver began smearing lube around my back door. "After the first few times you're fucked, you won't need lube anymore." He poked a finger into my cunt. "You're already wet, Mrs. Mason. You're such a slut now. You're positioned at such a height that your ass, mouth and cunt are available to any who wishes to use it. There will be many here who do. You will be fucked ragged all day long. One hard cock after the other will use you, all to created the magic necessary for Trump to be elected."

"What if everyone here didn't want Trump to be president?" I asked.

"They do."

"And if they all wanted Clinton to be president?"

"She'd be elected."

"I hope to God Hilary gets elected to prove to you sex magic doesn't exist."

"Like I wasn't able to get your husband sent to Osaka?"

He didn't know I knew Tanner never went to Osaka, and I didn't want him to know yet. It was my little secret until Friday. Friday, his whole little world would come tumbling down just as mine had.

"A lucky coincidence," I said. "This is all so much bullshit."

Oliver laughed. "We'll see, won't we. You will have an attendant here beside you, female. She will clean you off occasionally as the day progresses. She will release you if you need to use the bathroom, lead you there and then return you to this spot. You will follow her instructions as you do mine. She will give you a bite to eat, something high protein and nutritious, or a drink of water should you need it. Someone will always be beside you, so speak if you need something."

"I need to be released," I said.

"Anything but that," Oliver laughed.

"I could use something to eat now and a drink, and a kiss."

Something was placed up to my lips and I took a bite. It tasted okay, kind of a sweet protein bar of some kind. After I swallowed, a straw was placed at my lips and I sucked some ice water down. Surprisingly enough, she also gave me a kiss on the lips, soft and gentle.

"It looks like you're about to get your first customer of the day," Oliver whispered in my ear. "His cock is out and quite ready. Have fun."

A hard cock plunged into my cunt and I grunted. He started fucking me, none too gently. Before he finished, my head was lifted and another cock went into my mouth. The one in my mouth orgasmed first, his hot cum spurting into my throat, large volumes of it, like he hadn't cum in a week. I swallowed desperately to keep up with the flood of sperm. Another one took his place immediately and I found myself sucking another cock.

The guy in my cunt finally climaxed. He bucked up hard against my bottom and went rigid and I could feel his cum joining the fluids in my pussy. I hadn't cum yet, but he left me close and I wanted another cock in me right away to finish the job. I didn't have to wait long. A longer, thicker cock slid into my cum slicked cunt and within two strokes, I orgasmed, moaning like a banshee. The second guy in my mouth also climaxed, spraying his load all over my face. I had a second orgasm before the guy behind me finished, throbbing around his thick prick.

There was a brief respite after those four. I heard more and more people entering the room and drinks being served. I asked for my attendant to wipe my face and a cool washcloth wiped the sperm from my face. The next man to enter me, plunged into my back door. He apparently liked the tightness he found there, because he climaxed fairly quickly, coating my rectum with his cum. When he'd finished squirting in my bum hole, he stepped in front of me and had me suck his cock clean. I was glad to have cleansed myself four times this morning.

I asked for another drink of water when he was done and a straw touched my lips and I gratefully took four long sips of cold water. And so the day went. By noon, I'd been fucked a dozen times in the ass or cunt and sucked even more cock as some of the fuckers wanted me to clean their cocks when they'd finished. My ass barely had time to close before another cock pushed inside. The only rest it had was when someone chose to fuck my cunt instead. I could feel cum all over my nether regions, leaking from my overused ass or pussy, or some men had chosen to pull out before they climaxed and squirted their seed all over my bottom. I'd cum a half dozen times myself, my own cum mixing with theirs as it dripped from my cunt.

At one point, I asked my attendant to do what she could to clean me off, but instead of a towel or washcloth, she licked me clean. She must have swallowed a pint of cum to make me somewhat presentable. Around lunch time, she released me and led me to the bathroom where I relieved myself. I was allowed a quick meal of scrambled eggs, then returned to my station. The top of the horse, which is what I'd begun thinking of it as, was drenched in bodily fluids which had run off my body. I was fastened down again and the day continued.

I lost track of the number of times I was fucked and the number of times I'd cum. Whenever I needed a cleaning, my attendants delicate tongue dipped into my ass and cunt and licked me presentable again. Every time I needed a drink, she gave me a straw and I'd sip cool water to cool my throat, which felt raw from the number of cocks which invaded it. After lunch, I had very little to eat as the amount of cum I swallowed seemed to fill me up, leaving me less hungry.