2 comments/ 12356 views/ 2 favorites Phone Sex Ch. 01 By: MissusHubs After a long day of classes, I returned to my dorm room to find yet another boring, uneventful day. My girlfriend, Jen, was 350 miles away and I hadn't had sex in over 2 months. My dick was throbbing, waiting to feel a nice warm, wet pussy. Unfortunately, I was loyal and would never cheat on my woman. Or would I? Each and every night I would spend hours jerking off to our home made porns. My sexual tension had reached a peak and jerking off just didn't cut it anymore. I tried explaining this and arranging a visit with Jen, but the time wasn't right; I had to wait another month or so before I would be able to get some T and A. Later that night on the phone, Jen felt at fault for my discomfort and wanted to help me feel better, so she asked in her sexy voice, "What would you do if some skinny, blonde chick with big tits and a mini skirt knocked on your dorm door right now?" Thinking this was her way of initiating phone sex, which was quite common in their long distance relationship, I went along with a story that would most definitely leave her breathless, moaning my name into the receiver. "I'd open the door and tell her to come in," I began, "as soon as she was over the threshold, I'd slam the door shut and push her up against it. With my hand on her neck, I'd say, 'Listen, you can scream and be hurt more than you could ever imagine, or you can shut the fuck up and enjoy this.' Turning her around, I held her wrists above her head while pressing her harder against the door. Pulling her ass out and her mini skirt up revealed a bare, dripping and smooth cunt. Feeling my cock strain in my jeans, I slid my fingers down her slit and started massaging her clit. After she started moaning, I moved my hand lower and slid three fingers into her wet pussy. As I did this, I'd whisper in her ear, 'You are going to be so sore by the time I'm done with you, slut.' With that, I got on my knees and brought my mouth closer to her wet hole. Breathing in the scent, wishing it was your pussy I was breathing. Closer and closer, the smell becomming more and more intoxicating, until I reached the tip of my tongue out and tasted her. It's like a drug and I'd lap at her as if I had been starved for years. She was moaning and trembling now and all I was thinking was how great this pussy tasted and how wet it was going to feel, wrapped around my nine inch cock. After her orgasm ended, I'd stand up and turn her around, pushing her on her knees. I'd pull her shirt up over her head to reveal large tits with rosy pink nipples. I'd reach down and squeeze them with both my hands, feeling their pert fullness. My cock, stirring in my pants, would have her attention by now as she would be mesmerized by its outline in my jeans. I'd lean down slightly and take one of her nipples into my mouth, biting, and then the other. Not being able to contain myself any longer, I'd undo my jeans and let my raging hard on free. Grabbing it by the base of the shaft, I'd smack her on the face with it. 'Open wide, you dirty whore. I'm about to make you a comeslut. When I'm done with you, your throat is going to be throbbing and you'll be covered in my sticky load. Just as a cock sucking bitch should be. Now, open wide.' With fear and excitment in her eyes, she'd open her mouth and let me jam all nine inches in one, swift stroke down her throat. Bucking my hips, I'd fuck her throat harder than I would ever fuck yours, Jen. She'd be choking on my massive cock, trying not to throw up, but also trying not to fail at her duties of becoming my personal comeslut. My cock would start to jerk and knowing I'm about to come, I'd pull out and shoot my load all over her face without warning. I'd massage my still-hard cock all over her face, rubbing my cream into her skin. Her face would be completely covered in my come. Before I'd be able to take the time to admire in my work, there would be another knock at the door. There you'd be, all 5'0", 120ibs and DD breasts of you, standing in my doorway. Before I could say anything, you'd on your knees in front of her, licking my come off her face and rubbing your hands all over her tits and pussy. After licking every last drop, you would begin to make out while I stroked myself. Somewhere in between you first walking in and making out, you'd get completely naked. Showing off your pale complexion and also-bare pussy. Moving into a 69 position, you would climb on top of her and both start licking up eachothers juices, getting wetter and wetter with every second. As soon as I was hard again, I'd grab the blond bitch by the hair, throw her on the ground and start fucking her doggy style. She'd have no choice but to take my massive cock, stretching apart her nice, slippery hole. Deeper and deeper it'd go, reaching places she'd never known existed before. While I fucked her, you'd be kneeling in front of her, massaging your tits, touching yourself and licking your own juices off of your fingers, just like the slut I trained you to be. After a while, the whore I was fucking started feeling dry, so I pushed her out of the way, put my hand around your head and pushed you to the floor, fucking you in the missionary position. My weight was on you, all of my body keeping you in place as I would fuck you harder than I have ever fucked before. You would yelp in pain when I went too deep, driving me to continue going as hard and deep as I could. I'd turn you over on your stomach and make the other girl straddle you so I could fuck you and make out with and squeeze the blond slut's tits. The perfect fuck. Both of you would be moaning my name, along with other sexual things. Begging me to fuck you harder and harder. After an hour of fucking and needing to bust my load, I'd stop, stand up and tell my bitches to come clean me up. Crawling to me on your knees, you would both start worshipping my cock with your mouths and tongues, waiting for my warm come to cover you so you could lick it off each others' faces." "Did that make your pussy soaking wet for me, babe?" I asked my girlfriend, still on the other line, breathing deeply after her orgasm. "You know it did, lover boy. I'm sorry that I can't help you get rid of your sexual frustration any better than this; I wish there was something I could do for you." She said. *Knock, knock* "Uh, hold on, babe," I said while trying to get my hard on back into my boxers, "Someone's at the door." Before I opened the door, I heard my girlfriend say, "Enjoy baby. Let me know how it was after." and the line went dead. As soon as it did, I opened the door and there, standing in front of me, was a slutty looking blond with big tits and a mini skirt with a knowing grin on her face. Phone Sex Ch. 02 When last I wrote the story of my affair with a married woman it ended with us joined on the bed by her best friend whom I had just fingered to orgasm while fucking another man's wife as she talked to him on the phone. It would be hard to top that experience. See my story "Phone Sex" to get to this point. Lanie laid sprawled on top of me ,breathing hard as she struggled to regain her composure. Her best friend Kelly was lying beside me also trying to catch up with herself. Lanie's beautiful body was still joined to me as my cock had never gotten soft despite the incredible explosion a moment earlier. Kelly., now wearing only a sweatshirt , was staring at us in amazement. It seemed none of us wanted to break the spell that we had produced. Kelly was the first to speak. "I can't believe you just did that , Lanie" she exclaimed. "You were talking to your husband while getting fucked!" Lanie stared at her ,taking in her proximity and near nudity .She glanced at the phone in her hand then down at my smiling face. "Ohmigod! " she blushed . Kelly reached down and removed my hand from where she had trapped it tightly between her legs. She took the phone from Lanie's still shocked fingers. "I'm so happy for you " she said as she hugged her best friend. Then with a smile on her face, she kissed Lanie and then turned to me and said, "As for you Stud, I see you are keeping up the good work". She leaned forward and planted a passionate kiss on my lips and slowly stepped off the bed.. Not bothering to collect her fallen clothes she walked slowly to the door making sure we could see her sexy ass as she walked away. She stopped at the door , turned and smiled and said " I'll let you two get back to it but call me if you need me." She then walked out of the room and down the hall not bothering to close the door this time. Lanie stared at her departing friend and then down at me. The look of shock and amazement on her face was soon replaced by passion as I began thrusting into her again. We made love in all sorts of ways as the afternoon wore on. Both the fiery passionate fucking and the slow gentle lovemaking consumed us. At some point in time, I realized Kelly was standing in the doorway just watching us intently. .Lanie was on top of me with her back to the door so I knew Kelly could see my cock moving in and out of her best friend's well fucked pussy. I moaned that I was about to cum again and sweet ,shy Lanie gets off my cock and says " I want you to cum in my mouth this time!". She kneels beside me and pulling her hair back from her face proceeds to take my cock into her mouth. As I look at this beautiful woman taking me in her mouth so I can cum I can't help but notice that Kelly is not just watching anymore. She has pulled off her sweatshirt and stands there naked ,her hands busy between her legs. Lanie must have noticed the movement out of the corner of her eye as she sat up in bed and looked at her friend pleasuring herself. As she watched, her hand kept stroking my cock as if to provide a focus for Kelly's actions. She glanced back at me and I couldn't help the big grin that was on my face. She winked at me and bent over and took my whole length into her mouth. Kelly moaned softly, the first sound she had made. I couldn't help myself and I came in Lanie's mouth. Despite having cum earlier , I filled her mouth so that it began to run down her chin. She raised up and the next shot caught her at the hollow of her throat and ran down her chest. She gave me a wicked grin and stepped off the bed and walked to the door. She walked up to Kelly and taking her head in her hands proceeded to kiss her . I knew she was giving her best friend a taste of her lover. Kelly struggled for a second then gave in to the kiss. This was the shy and innocent girl I had been talking to for so long? Lanie then proceeded to push Kelly's head down so the pretty girl could clean my cum from her chest. Kelly, not even pretending to resist now began to lick my lover clean.. As her best friend licked her breasts clean, Lanie looked over at me and gave me a wicked smile that got my cock stirring again despite having cum twice already. She let Kelly lick the last drop off her very erect nipple and pulled her upright and looked her in the eyes. "Did you like the taste of his cum Kelly? " she asked. "Yes" Kelly replied softly. "Do you want to fuck him?" Lanie inquired. " Oh yes please, I need a cock" Kelly moaned. Lanie smiled that wicked grin and said "tough, that cock is mine!". She proceeded to leave her shocked friend standing there and walked back to the bed , She took my cock in her hand and straddled my now hard again rod. Facing Kelly she slide it in to her dripping pussy. I couldn't see her face but I know there was a smug look there as Kelly began to play with her self while watching Lanie astride my cock as we fucked for the rest of the afternoon. What happens next? I'd appreciate any feedback and of course all the 5 point votes I can get . Dvol Phone Sex Ch. 02 As soon as they got to hotel they scrambled through reception, leaving Imogen to check in. They collapsed on the bed suddenly tired from the last few weeks as they had been flat out. John rolled over, swept Stephanie's hair over and behind her ear and leant in. "I really love you Stephanie and I want you to know, I really, truly, mean every word, when I tell you... you smell!" "Pfft!" Stephanie pushed him playfully, "You smell worse, come shower with me, handsome." John smiled, stood up and gave her a hand up off the bed. He began to lead her towards the shower, before cheekily spinning her towards the shower and pushing her backwards. "Shower woman, I'll help you dry" and swung the door to the shower closed. As she felt her hands mechanically run over her body, rubbing the gel over her body, she could feel herself warming up. It felt good to be clean and warm but it was the touch she really missed and quickly finished the shower, eager to experience this drying she was promised. "I hope you're ready to dry every inch of me John. I am quite wet though, so it might take a lot of rubbing to do the job." She decided to brush her teeth before coming out. " Do you think Imogen is ok? I felt bad leaving her down there, it looked like she was having trouble with her room." She spat the toothpaste out and continued "I'm sure she'll be fine though, don't you think John? ... John?" "Hello? I'm ready for my drying!" She seductively padded out of the bathroom, to find an empty room. No John, but there were clothes neatly laid on the bed, with cards in front of them and a card on the floor in front of her. She picked it up: YOU ARE MY DIRTY LITTLE ELF. I HAVE THE HIGHEST STANDARDS FOR MY DIRTY LITTLE ELF. TO CONTINUE TO BE MY DIRTY LITTLE ELF YOU MUST MEET THIS STANDARD. 
 WHEN YOU ARE READY TO BE INSPECTED, MESSAGE ME. The dirty little elf thing was a naughty name they had for her and could feel a rush of blood, thinking about what this inspection would be. She cast her eyes over the clothes on the bed, a lacey black bodice, with the word BODY in capitals on the card below. A matching lace cloth sat next to it, with the word EYES, and another beside that, a bag of rose petals, with an identical card below it, with the word BED. Her eyes came to rest finally on BLUE and PINK, the innocent names that had been given to a slim blue butt plug and a pink vibrator. She dressed quickly and looked at herself in the mirror and smiled. Not long ago she would have seen flaws in her appearance but John had slowly made her feel better about herself. She fired a message over to John, *I'm ready master*. She wondered where to be when he came in. Sexy pose on the bed? Bent over with her arms resting on the desk and her bum facing the door? Both good choices, lets go with the bed, for comfort's sake. She lay on the bed legs open, hiked up the bodice a little and started lazily playing with her clit through the soft fabric of her silken black thong. John was taking a while to get here and she was feeling very horny and eyed the toys in the corner, tempted to start without him. Suddenly she was brought back to the room, the cold electronic sound of the door unlocking. John walked in but instead of the eager smile she expected, she was greeted by an indifferent stare, lacking any acknowledgement of her state of dress or arousal. "Stand there", John gestured to the floor in front of the desk. She was taken aback by the harsh tone but felt her body immediately comply. He circled her like a predator and slowly traced a finger down her shoulder, then her arm and moved behind her. She felt a palpable tension, as she waited expectantly for the next touch. She felt his finger trace down the curve of her waist, then onto her hip. She shivered with tension before he reappeared in front of her, still with his damned impassive look. "You're going to stay absolutely still while I inspect you." He brought his hand to her breast and paused for a moment, before tracing a line at the neckline of her dress, following it round to her shoulder, before deftly slipping one strap off her shoulder, leaving her breast exposed. His finger followed the strap down, circling her breast and lightly teasing her nipple. She was still unused to his touch after their absence and this went to heighten the feeling. He disappeared behind her again and she felt him brush her hair back from her ear, lightly caressing the side of her face. Initially tense, she was beginning to relax again. Suddenly she jumped as he roughly grasped her ass. "I told you not to move!" His voice cut through the silence. "Place your hands on the desk." She complied quickly keen not to receive further punishment. With her bent over, he raised her dress up her lower back and delivered 3 short sharp spanks to her exposed ass. She loved playing with power, usually mostly verbal but to her surprise the spanks had a certain something for her. "Stand back up. If you move again the repercussions will be severe." Stephanie couldn't help but smile at this, only for John to cut through her smile. "This is not a game. Do not move." The words were said without anger but they had a harsh quality. She felt a little surge of panic at them and resolved not to make the same mistake again. From behind she felt him firmly grasp her ass again, then his hand roughly grabbed her exposed breast. She stood unmoving at this harsh treatment. He circled in front of her, his hand came up and grasped the mound of her womanhood. She stifled a reaction. She had been dying to feel his touch there but didn't want to make her second mistake. He pulled the fabric aside and she felt his finger slip into her but she stifled her squirm. John withdrew, turned around picked up PINK, her U shaped clit vibrator. He deftly slipped it in place, all the while keeping the remote exactly level. He focused on her face, searching for any reaction, before flicking the remote vertically, driving the motor crazy and the same Stephanie, who couldn't resist squirming with pleasure. "Stand Still! You must be able to control yourself. Hands on the desk again." Stephanie complied quickly still writhing from the vibrator, as John hadn't stopped. She could hear him doing something behind her, then a cold feeling in her butt and the unmistakable feeling of BLUE, her butt plug. It was a new experiment for them and she was very much enjoying it. She slowly welcomed the second toy inside her, driven wild already by the first. Without delay, she felt the more familiar feeling of John's cock at her entrance, he slowly, achingly slowly pressed into her. The sensation was overwhelming, she was so full, so hot from all the days of no contact and the foreplay and she could feel the waves of her climax come over her. As John fully entered her, she felt her legs start shaking and cried out as she came. In the post orgasmic waves, John lazily took a few strokes, until they ebbed and withdrew. "Stand up", John turned to face her, pants done up. "You've done well." He took her hand and laid her on her back, on the bed. "Time for your reward." With her legs hanging over the side of the bed, he took PINK out and got on his knees before her. His hands took her ass and pulled it towards his mouth diving his mouth down to taste her. All the formality from before lost as he sucked and licked her clit eagerly, at the same time as an exploratory finger went back into her. He loved the way she tasted, the texture and the feel of her lips as he took them in his mouth. He loved the tiny button of her clit and the way she shook and moaned when he played with it. She grabbed the sheets of the bed, writhing under this new sensation and felt another climax come over her. John felt a sudden wave of wetness in his mouth and lapped up her cum eagerly. She writhed on the bed, lightheaded and sweaty from her second orgasm. John slowed and very lightly kissed her clit, before climbing up on the bed next to her and embracing her. "I told you I'd make you cum twice before I did." He laughed and as realisation crossed her face, it came with a scowl. "You tricked me!", Stephanie pushed him playfully. "Well now you mention it, you haven't cum yet and as your Dirty Little Elf it's my responsibility to make sure this happens." She said the 'Dirty Little Elf' part with pride. She climbed onto John and easily lowered herself onto his still hard cock. He sat up towards her, took her body in his arms, folded his legs under him and looked into her eyes. "I love you Stephanie." They moved rhythmically this time, slowly and together, making love with every inch of skin touching. "Ah Stephanie! You feel so good! I'm close!" She suddenly rolled off him. "Where are you going?" John exclaimed. Stephanie confidently walked to the centre of the floor, where she had been standing before and then kneeled down. "Would you cum on my face master?" John almost came just from her uttering those words and leapt across the room to stand by her. She gave his hard, throbbing cock an exploratory lick, tasting herself on him, before eagerly taking his whole dick in her mouth. She sucked back and forth a few times, before withdrawing. She started using her hand and opened her mouth, expectantly awaiting the explosion from 2 weeks apart. She was still wearing the lace eye cover and as John shot cum all over her face, it was dripping from her head, from the mask, her cheeks, her lips and down her breasts. She licked her lips and smiled up at John, before wiping a little from her head and rubbed it into her pussy. John grinned back at her, pulled her up towards him and kissed her passionately. "You're the best sweetheart." They threw off the few clothes left on and climbed into bed. No sooner had Stephanie laid her head on John's shoulder, there was a knock on the door. John turned to her, "While I was downstairs I saw Imogen, she was still having issues with a room, turns out her booking before didn't go through and there's no rooms left now. I told her to let us know if we could help, it sounded like she was getting it sorted though." Stephanie wrapped a towel around herself. "We should help her, she could crash with us and we've got a sofa." Stephanie went to the door, oblivious that she still had Johns cum on her hair, to greet Imogen. TO BE CONTINUED. Phone Sex Ch. 04 This is part four of the journey of Ana and Wes, the chapter will be the last. niyah Ana was delving deeper and deeper into this erogenous zone of D/s. Her thoughts were on Weston every moment of every day. Wanting desperately to meet Him. To be everything He wanted in a sub slave. Of course there were draw backs. He was married and so was she. The relationship could only go but so far. Accept each passing day seemed to make it a deeper and more real life relationship. Ana was at a point that she would do anything He asked. Some may wonder how He achieved this and to be honest for a long time she was unable to tell you. Other than Wes has figured out her secret desires, her fantasies and He played upon them to bring out that submission that was now His as she knew in her heart He was her Master. Wes and Ana never spoke of being Master sub or Master slave. Yet somehow they both knew that is exactly where the relationship was at this point. Wes took things slowly probably more slowly than any other dominant would have and for that He was in a way the one rewarded. Ana would be given various assignments and she would carry them out but then she was assigned to write about the occurrence. The worst part. If He was pleased with her essay she purred at the “good girl.” If she did ok with it there was still praise but not the “good girl,” that sent tendrils of heat between her thighs. Ana became so in tune with Wes that just His voice would cause her pussy to be wet. No matter what voice He used just being around Him produced the effect. Sometimes by the end of just speaking with Him her panties were soaked and nothing sexual had been spoken or implied. This confused Ana. Mostly because at home she really had no desire for sex with her spouse so why was she like a bitch in heat with general conversation? She was doubting herself. Her submission and whether she was a sub or slave. Wes could tell she was having a hard time so He came up with something that on the one had seemed very innocent but in the end turned out to be so much different. Wes asked Ana if she had a few things He wanted her to have and Ana was replying with a firm no. After that day was over she wished that she had had those items. Wes instructed Ana to find some string as it turned out she did not having any string, twine or anything like that. Wes asked if she had any ribbon? Ana went searching and found a little bolt of green ribbon. Dark green. He chuckled as He began to tell her what to do with the string. First though He instructed her to get the butt plug and lube. “Ana, lube the plug and plug yourself good,” He said. “Yes Sir,” Ana replied. Ana’s soft whimpers could be heard as she struggled with the medium sized plug trying her best to work it into her tight ass. From the play the day before though her ass was so sore, tight and still she knew she would make it fit to please Him. That is one thing Ana felt she had to make clear. She did not do things simply because He said “I am Master and you will do them,” or “I am a Master and you will do these things for me because I own you,” or the “your job is to please Me, your needs are secondary and mean nothing really, I owe you nothing, not love, affection, attention, hope, seduction, nothing but see you owe Me everything for you are slave.” See Wes made sure that He found Ana’s triggers. He explored her every part and stroked, caressed, prodded and over all listened to her when she would talk. In this He had Ana right where He wanted. She was His clay and He was molding her into something that was better than when He started. She gave Him this ability willingly, eagerly and with love. Ana felt the plug slide in as she thought of the things she wanted made clear. His voice helped a lot as well. “Now Ana this may seem strange but this is what I desire You to do if you will. I want you to take that long piece of ribbon and tie it. Place it around your waist and loop it back through your thighs between your ass cheeks, running it around the base of the plug. The pulling it tightly through your labia so that it sits right against your pearl, meatus and vaginal canal. Now pull it up and tie it securely where you started at the waist. Oh and Ana make sure there is no slack. You wouldn’t want the plug to fall out while you are shopping,” Wes whispered out. Ana’s heart stopped. Shopping! Plugged? Foreboding was to late it was here and she was now trapped. Her sharp intake of breath caused Wes to chuckle as He began to instruct her. “I know you and hubby are going to the store and it is 25 miles one way. So you will be bending twisting and having to walk through Wal-Mart with that plug in your ass, a dress on and the ribbon will be an interesting twist. I wonder Ana what you will be thinking? Can anyone see the plug sticking out of your ass as you bend forward or walk? With no underwear on what if it falls out? Yet the ribbon should keep it in sufficiently. What about your husband do you think He will be able to smell the slut you are? Tell me Ana what you are thinking about this and feeling,” Weston’s breath caressed out. “Oh god Sir. What if it does fall out? What will I do? My heart is slamming against my chest, my pussy is throbbing with need. I am already so wet I am afraid there is a spot on my dress. I am afraid I will fail you or that I will fail myself and run at the first opportunity that arises. As for husband I am not to worried but we will see what happens. Perhaps He won’t notice,” she replied. Wes told Ana to lay back on the bed and to play with her clit. Moving the ribbon around to the side of it she did. His voice captivated her and propelled her into another world. Eyes closed as fingers fluttered over the swollen nub. Gasping as the heat was building faster than it every had. Ana was rocking against the butt plug driving it deeper in as her mind conjured His cock buried in her tight hot ass. Ana was thrashing as the cunt juices began soaking the ribbon between her shaved lips and down the crack of the pale ass. Shaking now with need as the release drew closer and closer. Finally hearing Him telling her to cum. Ana screamed in ecstasy as the pent up sexual frustration was released in one huge spasm wracked with millions of tiny ones. Ana lay upon the bed breathless, euphoric and happy. Then she remembered her task. Wes was pleased with her orgasm and she got a soft growl from Him. Mmmmmmmm Ana thought of Wes’s cock in her mouth. She wanted so bad to taste Him. To be found worthy to suck His cum from the tip of His thick shaft. She knew she had to earn this and it drove her to do more and more of what He desired from her. “You are heading out to the store now Ana?” Weston asked. “Yes Sir in about 20 minutes he will be here.” Ana answered. “Good, now while at the store I want you to pick up some more ribbon, some clove oil, some type of peppermint toothpaste and a few other things,” Wes said. Ana thought of the things He asked for. The ribbon felt so good she was loving it and enjoying the feeling. The clove oil she felt her ass tighten as she had heard all about clove oil. Ana was still in a dream like state but she heard everything He said. He spent the last few minutes making sure she was ok and not worried about anything. He wanted her to call Him first thing when she awakened and be prepared to give Him details of the trip. Ana said bye to Wes just as her husband pulled into the driveway. Ana met him outside ready to go and they picked up their little girl and headed to Wally world. Ana could feel ever pot hole as she stretched to drive to the store. The ribbon was so tight as she changed gears. They arrived at the store an Ana could smell her cunt. Amazing how dominant the smell was to her. She was worried about being smelled. The apprehension made the heart race and pound. Feeling faint almost but the biggest thing was as she got out of the car the plug shifted and she just knew people would indeed be able to see a bulge at the back of the dress. The air wrapped up between the wet thighs cooling the area as the ribbon began to rub hard against the soaked pussy. Moving through Wal Mart emerald eyes landed upon everything and her mind raced with thoughts of just what He might think of to put her in some type of predicament with that. She quickly gathered the things He had requested. The ribbon was cutting into the flesh and sawing back an forth with each new step. She found she could not bend over and had to have her husband bend for her. She explained she had hurt her back and all was well on that front. Her cunt was juicing. She could smell it and purposely walked past the air freshener aisle and the cologne trying to find anything to mask the pungent odor that was consuming her nose. She just knew others could smell her. She was hurrying through the store as she knew as soon as she got home she could remove this pretty ribbon that was no longer so pretty to her. The plug stayed in place but the tissue around the puckered ass and vulva, clit and etc was rubbed raw. Standing in line was a huge problem for Ana. She sat looking around at everyone nearby. Wondering if they were watching her. Or even worse inhaling that scent she could smell so well. She could feel her dress against the butt plug and she kept looking back to see if it was sticking out. Her mind a frenzy as to what if it is omg. What would someone thing seeing this flat object pressed against the dress. She kept looking to her husband’s face for signs of anything odd. Trying desperately to keep it together as she waited and waited in line. Ana was almost dazed as she left Wal Mart. Her pussy was throbbing with need once more but at the same time she was hurting and raw from the ribbon. She had no idea the ribbon could do something like this to her. She was still in shock as she went to get in the car and had trouble sitting upon the seat. The plug was now very uncomfortable but she had not choice but to sit and shove it back in place. Gasping loudly as it moved. Her mind was focused on her pussy raw, hot, and also a feeling of decadence. They had one more stop. She had to get her daughter ice cream. She was so irritated she was about to snap everyone’s head off and then she remembered His words. It is not their fault you are in this predicament so do not take it out on them. If your daughter wants something to eat you will stop and go in and allow her to eat it within a reasonable amount of time. Thankfully she didn’t want to eat there she just wanted to get the cone and ride on home. The 30 min drive seemed to drag on for hours. Ana was in agony by the time she reached home. She also knew that her husband could smell her sluttish self. Blushing as the car seemed to reek with the cunt’s pussy. Ana arrived home and got out of the car as quickly as possible. She could not wait to get inside. She had to hurry and yelled over her shoulder that she had to go to the bathroom. Of course the key wouldn’t cooperate and she spent even more time with that torture harness in place. Silently thinking ohh He got me this time. Pretty ribbon her bottom. Rushing to the bathroom trying to stay calm as she began untying the knots. Of course by now they were so tight untying was not an option. Ana began searching for scissors. Fingers finally landing upon a pair. Slicing through that pretty green ribbon. Feeling the relief as it released the now tenderized flesh. Ana’s pussy felt like steak after beating it with a pointed mallet. Ana stashed the ribbon and removed the butt plug. Bringing it to her face to smell the pungent odor. Thankful there was no residue or soiling. Knowing full well if it had been His cock or one of His implements she would have been sucking the soiled material from the plastic. Shivers raced up and down her spine at the thought of this. Would she be able to do something like that or would she balk? Ana had no doubt in her mind she would do whatever Wes asked of her because in her mind He had found what she was and brought this out to the surface. He had also found her darkness and shed a huge spotlight on it for His use. Ana was a slut, a whore, a fuck toy, a naughty bitch. Ana was proud of these things as she had never been before. Before this day Ana had thought being those things were bad. Now she knew she didn’t have to cringe when the word slut was called at her. She would hold her head up and think yes I am a slut but only to One that makes me that way. Ana talked to Sir the next day after writing her assignment. Ana’s pussy stayed raw for days and days. Every time she looked at ribbon she shuddered. She began to see everything in a new light. Thinking about just what He could find to torment her with after doing such a wonderful job with the ribbon. Ana knew she would never forget that trip and was unlikely to ever want the ribbon again. niyah2