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(Part Five)
During my trip home I contemplated all that I had done within the last few weeks and how it made me feel. It made me feel cheap predominantly, but also good - it was like a drug. I wonder how far that this will go, what exactly are my limits? As I sit infront of my computer and whilst caught in my own thoughts my hand strays to my pussy, fingers probing the wet folds. I scold myself; my master will be very angry if I do that, and I don't think I will be able to hide my guilt. I stop.
I craved degredation and pleasing a master that I had never met. In fact- I wonder when he will fuck me, in what manner, in what place? I realise that I do want to meet him even though it scares a part of me - I want him to degrade me and take me further down this new dark path.
I log eagerly onto my instant messenger and spot that I have missed an email. When I opened it I found my masters address - I can't believe that this is happening. Also permission to fuck my ass with the large dildo!
I log off the computer and eagerly grab the large dildo and lube like its Christmas come early. Its huge! but its my only permitted fuck. I lube it up, also sticking some lubed up fingers up my ass. I think back to today, how filthly and dirty it was. I get more and more horney and place the dildo on the floor. Squatting over it, naked already underneath my skirt and moist anyway from my previous fucking and arousal I slowly lower myself down onto it, I feel my ass hole stretch to accomodate it. It slowly fills me, mmm, painful yet good. I hold the bottom of it to the floor whilst I fuck it, in and out. I ride it at about half length - even a slut like me has limits (at least for now) - 6 inches of the monstorous thing. As I fuck it I feel pressure building, knowing that I am going to cum. I cum in a wave of ecstacy, shaking all over, knowing that tomorrow I meet my master.
(Part Six)
Today has gone by agonisingly slowly, I think to myself, as I get dressed (if you call this dressed!). I pull my skirt on, dragging it down as far as I can to hide my ass and pussy, slide my crotchless fishnets on, tug the top on and put my boots on. Finally I bend over with the already lubed up large butt plug and stick it slowly up my ass.. mmmm. This will be a long trip for me, even though its apparently only 20 minutes away.
I hear the taxi beeping its horn, I quickly run out to catch it. The look on the taxi drivers face as a get in is a clear give away of his thoughts. It's not a pretty face either - he must be at least in his mid 40's and looks like a complete sleezebag; greased back hair over his balding head and substancially overweight - with the smell ontop of this he is positively repulsive. As I get in the passenger side and sit down he continues staring.
'Hey baby.. you know.. for you I can make this journey free.. if you feel like giving a guy a good time, and I bet you do' he slurs.
I instantly go to say fuck you, but then I remember. My services to anyone that asks, shit this counts!
'Sure' I say fast, feeling positively sick.
'I know a place baby' he quickly replies, a smile lighting up on his face.
He drives for five minutes through a deserted run down street to an dark alley way, parks up and tells me to follow him down it. Leading me behind the dumpster he quickly pushes me against the wall and sticks his greedy fingers up my skirt. Fingering my holes he feels the butt plug,
'Wow you are one hell of a slut baby' he breaths into my ear, then licks it. Yuck! but despite how gross this is, I still feel myself getting wet, and so turned on that my vagina throbs painfully.
'I don't want to make you late so I'll get on with it' He winks at me whilst pulling is trousers down. He pulls my top up and squeezes my boobs, slobbering over my nipples. I hear him groaning and panting. Grabbing my ass he holds me up against the wall and sticks a condom on his dick.
'Legs around me, you should be used to that huh' he says and then rams his dick into me, filling me at once.
'Mmmm' I involuntarily groan. He thrusts in and out, picking up pace, groping my ass whilst I thrust against him. He stiffens and then comes soon after, telling me,
'Ahhh yeah baby, that was good, get a lift with me anytime'.
We go back to the car and I sit embarrassed in the seat, my moisture getting on the leather seat due to not having any underwear. Nothing else is said for the journey and I concentrate on meeting my master in a few minutes. Driving through the streets I notice it looks like a nice neighbourhood. We drive up to a large detattached house and park up. He grins lustily at me,
'Here we are babe, ride with me another time', as he says it he puts his hand high on my thigh, squeezing it. Mmm, and then I feel repulsed by liking this. I quickly say thank you and get out.
As I walk to the door of the house a man opens the door. Dark wavy hair, intelligant blue eyes and chiselled features. He wears smart jeans and a regular tee shirt. He actually looks rather handsome. I say nothing, remembering the rules, as he looks me over approvingly. All that he says is,
'Very good. Also we have company'.
With that he lets me in.
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