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Date night had been like any other, for the most part. They saw a movie followed by a meal and some drinks. To the outside world they just looked like a normal, vanilla couple.
Truth be told she had been his 24/7 slave for 9 months now. She was wearing a nice dress with a choker (her slave collar stand in for public use) and looked pretty for her Master. She had taken the time to do her make up in the way her Master liked. She had slut-red lipstick and probably a bit too much eye makeup on, but she towed the line between elegance and street whore well enough. Underneath her dress she wore only a pair of black hold-up stockings, some very high heels and her everyday butt plug. Only her heels gave any hint that she was a bit slutty, but they were subtle enough that it was just a hint.
The movie was long and sitting on the buttplug for almost three hours was a bit sore, but her Master slipped his hand up the front of her dress when the lights went out and absentmindedly fondled her completely hairless cunt for the entire movie. She’d had laser hair removal treatment on her cunt and asshole over the course of the 9 months that she had been His slave and now her pussy was bald and smooth all the time without the need for shaving.
Truth be told she had come close to orgasm in the packed cinema on a few occasions. Her Master wasn’t trying to get her off, he just liked to roll her pussy lips between his fingers and enjoy how smooth and wet they felt. But she had not been allowed to orgasm for two weeks straight and his glancing touches of her clit had her at the edge of orgasm quickly. She did her best not to twitch and squirm in her seat too much and draw attention to herself.
After the meal and drinks they were walking home when her Master suddenly turned left and took her off the Main Street into a quiet and dark back alley. Without saying a word he grabbed the hem of her dress and gently, but firmly lifted it up over her tits. He paused and looked at her, she was naked from the tits down, her dress bunched up and resting on her exposed breasts. He saw her breath quicken and could see her heart pounding in her chest. He the continued to pull the dress up over her head. She sensed his desire and hesitantly raised her arms to allow him to remove it completely off over her head.
She stood there naked in just her heels, stockings, buttplug and choker as he looked at her. She wanted to cover her tits with one arm and cover her cunt with her other hand, but she knew better. In stead she stood there, feet apart, arms folded behind her back and awaited instruction.
He neatly folded her dress up and placed it behind his back, out of her reach, as he leaned back against the wall. He undid his trousers and took out his rock hard cock.
At the sight of his dick she instinctively licked her lips, her slut-red lipstick glistened in the ambient lighting of the service lights in the alleyway. She felt exposed, she wondered if there was CCTV in the alley, or if a homeless person was stood in the shadows watching, unseen. While she waited for his instruction her nipples hardened to rocks and she felt her cunt drip down the inside of her thigh. Her breathing quickened and she felt degraded, which only made her cunt more wet.
She wished she didn’t feel so aroused by being treated this way, but the truth is that she had been more turned on these past 9 months than she had ever been in her entire life. She loved being treated this way, there was no escaping the truth.
After what seemed like forever her Master said to her one word, one very simple command.
“Mouth”
With that she did as she was trained, she bend over at the waist, keeping her legs straight. She brought her mouth down to her Master’s cock, used her tongue to greet the head of his penis and, keeping her hands well out of the picture, she sucked the entire length of his cock down her throat, balls deep. As she did this she heard her Master groan with pleasure and say “Good girl”. It was all she needs to hear to turn her cunt into a dripping wet mess.
Maybe he’d turn her around and fuck her asshole. Maybe he’d just enjoy her mouth and come down the back of her throat. She didn’t care, she only knew two things in that moment. The first is that no matter what, she wasn’t going to be allowed to come tonight, and the second is that it didn’t matter, she was giving her Master pleasure and his satisfaction and orgasm were plenty reward for her.
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Date night had been like any other, for the most part. They saw a movie followed by a meal and some drinks. To the outside world they just looked like a normal, vanilla couple.
Truth be told she had been his 24/7 slave for 9 months now. She was wearing a nice dress with a choker (her slave collar stand in for public use) and looked pretty for her Master. She had taken the time to do her make up in the way her Master liked. She had slut-red lipstick and probably a bit too much eye makeup on, but she towed the line between elegance and street whore well enough. Underneath her dress she wore only a pair of black hold-up stockings, some very high heels and her everyday butt plug. Only her heels gave any hint that she was a bit slutty, but they were subtle enough that it was just a hint.
The movie was long and sitting on the buttplug for almost three hours was a bit sore, but her Master slipped his hand up the front of her dress when the lights went out and absentmindedly fondled her completely hairless cunt for the entire movie. She’d had laser hair removal treatment on her cunt and asshole over the course of the 9 months that she had been His slave and now her pussy was bald and smooth all the time without the need for shaving.
Truth be told she had come close to orgasm in the packed cinema on a few occasions. Her Master wasn’t trying to get her off, he just liked to roll her pussy lips between his fingers and enjoy how smooth and wet they felt. But she had not been allowed to orgasm for two weeks straight and his glancing touches of her clit had her at the edge of orgasm quickly. She did her best not to twitch and squirm in her seat too much and draw attention to herself.
After the meal and drinks they were walking home when her Master suddenly turned left and took her off the Main Street into a quiet and dark back alley. Without saying a word he grabbed the hem of her dress and gently, but firmly lifted it up over her tits. He paused and looked at her, she was naked from the tits down, her dress bunched up and resting on her exposed breasts. He saw her breath quicken and could see her heart pounding in her chest. He the continued to pull the dress up over her head. She sensed his desire and hesitantly raised her arms to allow him to remove it completely off over her head.
She stood there naked in just her heels, stockings, buttplug and choker as he looked at her. She wanted to cover her tits with one arm and cover her cunt with her other hand, but she knew better. In stead she stood there, feet apart, arms folded behind her back and awaited instruction.
He neatly folded her dress up and placed it behind his back, out of her reach, as he leaned back against the wall. He undid his trousers and took out his rock hard cock.
At the sight of his dick she instinctively licked her lips, her slut-red lipstick glistened in the ambient lighting of the service lights in the alleyway. She felt exposed, she wondered if there was CCTV in the alley, or if a homeless person was stood in the shadows watching, unseen. While she waited for his instruction her nipples hardened to rocks and she felt her cunt drip down the inside of her thigh. Her breathing quickened and she felt degraded, which only made her cunt more wet.
She wished she didn’t feel so aroused by being treated this way, but the truth is that she had been more turned on these past 9 months than she had ever been in her entire life. She loved being treated this way, there was no escaping the truth.
After what seemed like forever her Master said to her one word, one very simple command.
“Mouth”
With that she did as she was trained, she bend over at the waist, keeping her legs straight. She brought her mouth down to her Master’s cock, used her tongue to greet the head of his penis and, keeping her hands well out of the picture, she sucked the entire length of his cock down her throat, balls deep. As she did this she heard her Master groan with pleasure and say “Good girl”. It was all she needs to hear to turn her cunt into a dripping wet mess.
Maybe he’d turn her around and fuck her asshole. Maybe he’d just enjoy her mouth and come down the back of her throat. She didn’t care, she only knew two things in that moment. The first is that no matter what, she wasn’t going to be allowed to come tonight, and the second is that it didn’t matter, she was giving her Master pleasure and his satisfaction and orgasm were plenty reward for her.