This is just the start of your “shopping day,” though, and just the start of your humiliation. Once you get your panties and bra, you have to go immediately change into them and throw your boxer underwear in the trash. From there you are to immediately go to the perfume counter and put on a healthy dose of something sexy and feminine – and yes, I better be able to smell it when I see you tonight.
You see, when I think about it, think about the pathetic, helpless, terrified look in your eyes, I just get wetter. In fact, the panties I am wearing right now are going to be changed into something fresh, so I can take this smelly pair and gag you with it when I see you. You'll know I mean business, and that my arousal is for real. You are in deep this time, my slut.
Yes. That’s the image that gets me wet. You – on all fours – in your most expensive suit, on all fours, saying it over and over again, as I make you part your lips, lick your lips, ask hungrily for cock. As I masturbate, as I strip down to lingerie, as you BEG to look because you KNOW what I am doing.
This is just the preparation, though, for your real afternoon visit – the visit where you will come face to face with me again. Or, face to dildo, I should say. Because once in the hotel room, you will be instructed to blindfold yourself, handcuff your wrists behind your back and kneel in your new lingerie as you wait for me.
I’ll make sure it’s all very up close and personal, and as I type this I can just feel how thick and hot his cock is going to be inside me. The whole time, though, my pleasure is going to be intensified as I look at you, at how slutty and helpless you look, knowing that you will be “cleaning up” quite efficiently in a matter of minutes.
How ironic that all of this is just so I can enjoy feminizing you, dressing you in pink, putting you in frilly lace and then pushing you up against the full-length mirror as I finger your tight asshole and tell you how I’m going to ram my strap on up your pussy.
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There’s a special intensity about hearing you beg for the things you find so nasty yet need on some primal level. Making you beg to guzzle your own cum, make you beg me to piss on your face or suck a real dick. I might make you beg me today to lick the cum off my boots, off my high heels.
If you fail to arrive with either of these items, you will be put in your chastity cage and locked up for the night, and I will go out to play without you. In fact, I might not even come home for the night (that is how serious I am). Or, I might bring home a new playmate and you can listen to us frolic, and listen to me finally have that orgasm I have been putting off all day long.
I’ll admit, it’s always mildly frustrating to me that I can’t enjoy my mind-blowing climax by simultaneously shooting a load of warm, pulsing cum all over your face. It would be the ultimate exclamation point on the experience.
"Get down on your knees here," I pointed to the ground. "And beg us not to make you do it."
He looked torn. What a choice. He thought, turning his head. He peered back toward the store. Blue and I looked at him. I knew it was turning her on, too. I leaned over and whispered so Andy couldn't hear, "I could use that vibrator right about now."
When we get home with my new toy, I may blindfold him and then put lipstick on you and make you suck his dick while I go make myself a drink. It will be so entertaining for me to hear him react to your expert dick sucking while I lounge and read a magazine, having you as my own personal slut fluffer.
One hand I had at the back of his head, holding his face carefully right down into a mass of his paperwork. I thought, laughingly, maybe he can do some reading while I get what I want here.
I know you’ve got plenty of experience serving me in front of one of my friends, or serving a girlfriend of mine while I give direction. You’ve even had the pleasure of having a cock both in your ass and in your mouth at the same time, but I bet that memory is almost a blur. You’ve been dual fucked, and you’ve been used by me and a friend. You’ve proven that you are capable of serving two demanding women at once – both orally and anally.