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When I awoke with the early light of dawn on Friday morning, it took me a few startled seconds to realize where I was. Despite having fucked my boss every way possible since taking her as my submissive pet several weeks prior, I’d had yet to actually sleep with Adrienne. For me, spending the night with a woman always represented a significant step forward in the relationship, and one that I never took lightly. But as I gazed down at her, sleeping soundly with her head resting on my stomach facing away from me, I felt no doubts about my decision to stay the night.
Sentimental significance aside, there was also the risk that her husband could have returned home unexpectedly, but neither of us seemed to give that possibility much thought as we tumbled into her bed the night before, exhausted and exhilarated after hours of incredible sex, culminating in my taking her anal cherry. As I watched her bare back rise and fall with her deep breathing, I lightly touched the soft dark blonde curls where they brushed my abdomen. As much as I wanted to let my little slut sleep, my cock began to stir when I recalled the amazing middle-of-the-night blowjob she’d woken me with. It looked to me like she’d barely moved since sucking me dry.
Without so much as a stretch or a yawn or a murmur, I suddenly felt Adrienne’s hand on my semi-hard manhood, stroking me toward full mast. Relentless slut! She slipped her head beneath the sheet and drew me into her warm, wet mouth, tongue swirling madly about my shaft as I moaned my encouragement. Soon my cockhead was poking against the back of her throat.
“Good morning little slut,” I sighed.
She didn’t respond with more than a muffled moan, but kept up her oral assault by sliding her mouth fully on and fully off my pole, stroking my balls and shaft all the while. I peeled the sheet down a little further so I could access her better and ran my hands over her perfect little ass. Eventually I worked a finger down the crack and into her well-used yet still lubricated rear hole. She gladly opened herself up to the invasion, relaxing her anal muscles and allowing me to add a second finger, while never missing a beat with her mouth.
“I think my little slut wants my cock in her ass again already. I thought you might be worn out back there after last night.”
Without a word she slipped my hard shaft from between her lips, pushed down the covers, and swung her leg over to straddle me. Reaching behind her she positioned the tip of my cock at the entrance to her ass.
“Please, Sir. Will you fuck my ass again?” she pleaded lustily, leaning down to give me a hot, open-mouthed kiss.
“Lube?” I asked.
“How about this kind?” she said, redirecting my cock to the entrance of her pussy and plunging her body down onto me all the way. She was certainly wet enough to do the trick, I thought.
“I think you are plenty lubed up now, Sir” she cooed as she rode up and down the entire length of my shaft repeatedly, the copious cunt juices evident by the loud sloshing sounds emanating from our nether regions. She rose up all the way, releasing my soggy shaft from her pussy, and shifting her body slightly forward, lowered herself slowly, gradually impaling her ass with my cock.
We both grunted with delight as my girth stretched her ass open. Inch by glorious inch she offered me her forbidden hole until coming to rest with me balls-deep inside her. Her eyes drifted shut as she relished the feeling of fullness, using her muscles down there to squeeze my cock tightly. My hands moved to her chest, firmly cupping her wonderful breasts and massaging her stiff nipples with my thumbs.
“I want to watch you come for me, little slut,” I instructed her.
She stuck the index finger of her right hand into her mouth and sucked it seductively for a few seconds before drawing it out slowly between her moist lips.
“May I?” she asked as she slipped that finger down between us and between her pussy lips. “I think I’m a little too sore this morning for another anal orgasm.”
“Of course, pleasure yourself in any way you wish. I just want to see your face as you come.”
“Yes, Sir.”
With one hand on my chest for support and the other hand working over her clitoris and pussy, Adrienne began to rock up and down on my shaft. As her ministrations front and back continued, the look of discomfort shifted gradually to a look of utter pleasure. While she worked over my cock with her sweet ass I kept up my assault on her nipples.
“May I come now for you, Sir?” she asked much sooner than I had expected.
“Hold off for a minute. When you feel me filling your ass, you can come too.”
“Yes, Sir, as you wish.”
She soon was panting heavily both with sexual excitement and the physical exertion required to raise her body weight up and down on me. Truthfully I could have come any time, but I wanted her to work for my pleasure and for her own, to push herself physically to the limit of her ability, before finding relief.
“That’s a good little slut,” I exclaimed, finding my own difficulty in holding back. “Milk my cock with your ass.”
Despite her obvious exhaustion, her tempo quickened on me, raping her own ass with my hardness. Sweat formed on her brow and her breathing grew shallow and rapid. Her face reddened with exertion and restraint as the desperation for release grew almost uncontainable.
“Please,” she managed to groan. “I can’t’…” Her voice trailed off.
“Look into my eyes little slut and take my come,” I exclaimed loudly.
Her pleading eyes opened just as my cock began to pulse in her ass, and as her own climax erupted they widened with delight, betraying her surprise at the intensity of her own pleasure. As we came together, Adrienne never slackened her fucking motion in the least until at last I rolled her off of me and onto the bed next to me, my manhood slipping from her anal passage.
I pulled my body up over her; holding myself up on my hands as I peered down at her beneath me, limp with so much bliss, and strikingly beautiful.
“You are getting me addicted to you, Adrienne.” I surprised myself that I had used her real name for the first time since I could remember.
“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?” she asked coyly.
I leaned down and planted a soft, gentle kiss on her lips before I answered.
“Don’t you see? I’m falling in love with you.”
She smiled gleefully up at me and threw her arms around my neck, pulling me to her forcefully and giving me a passionate kiss that told me just how happy she was to hear those words at last.
Our sweaty, sated bodies lay intertwined, kissing and nuzzling for another thirty minutes before I reluctantly decided I needed to head home and quickly get ready for work. Once dressed, I leaned down and kissed Adrienne’s cute little ass where it was sticking out from beneath the sheet. I then gave her cheek a little smack, right where I had been kissing. She barely moved.
“Better get up soon, little slut. It wouldn’t do for us to both stroll in late wearing the silly, satisfied grins that we’ll more than likely be wearing today.”
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I sprinted through my morning routine and ended up being only ten minutes late for work. My morning was crammed full of meetings and phone calls, and I barely had a minute to breath until mid-afternoon. It was then that I first realized that Nikki had not sent me the required cell phone photo of her lingerie choice for the day. I sent her a text message to meet me in the media lab at 4:30, feeling certain that it wouldn’t be in use so late on a Friday afternoon.
I was waiting for her when she walked in.
“Lock the door cunt,” I said sternly.
“Do you think it’s safe for us to meet here like this?” she asked nervously.
“Lock the door cunt,” I repeated in a more harsh tone.
“What if someone should want to use the lab for…” I slammed my hand down loudly on the top of the table I’d been leaning against.
“Now, cunt!” I said angrily. She quickly locked the door and turned back toward me, looking a little fearful.
“You are pushing me aren’t you cunt?” She looked at me sheepishly, feigning confusion and shrugged slightly.
“Take off your shirt and your skirt,” I said firmly. “Show me now what you were supposed to have shown me this morning.”
Her fingers went to work, frantically undoing her buttons, revealing the black corset underneath her sweater. She quickly unzipped and slid her skirt down and off her legs, exposing the matching thong.
“Turn slowly for me.” I ordered. She revolved slowly in her low heels, allowing me to inspect her gorgeous body. Her long brown hair cascaded gently over her bare shoulders, stopping just above where the corset began. Her full, firm breasts were nicely presented by the cleavage-enhancing cut of the corset, which also nipped her waist alluringly. Below, the satiny black thong set off her creamy white buttocks in stark contrast.
“It’s a good thing you are so sexy,” I said after taking a nice long gander at my second sex slave.
“Why is that, Sir?” she asked demurely.
“Because I have a mind to take back all the sexy things I bought for you as a response to your blatant disregard for my instructions. You did disobey me on purpose this morning, didn’t you?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“I wondered how long it would take you to break.”
“Break, Sir? I don’t understand.”
“I knew that if I withheld your punishment long enough, if I completely ignored you sexually, eventually you would deliberately do something to anger me, in hopes of inducing your punishment. You actually lasted longer than I thought you would, especially given the way I interjected you into Adrienne’s own punishment.”
“And now that you’ve broken me?”
“Truthfully, it will make no difference in the timeline or severity of your punishment, cunt. To do otherwise would positively reinforce the weakness you have shown. It would reward your disobedience and disrespect. That wouldn’t do, now would it?”
“No, Sir.” Nikki looked visibly disappointed.
“Tonight, in addition to your other writing assignments, you will write me a formal letter of apology for your actions.”
“Yes, Sir. I will.”
“Now get dressed and return to your desk. I expect that we won’t have to deal with this kind of defiance again. If you cannot wait patiently for your punishment to be meted out at the time of my choosing, it will only serve to delay it. Now go.”
I don’t know if she realized how sexually charged I was at the moment or if she saw the bulge in my pants that her sexy body and lingerie had created. It took every ounce of self-control I had to not throw her up on the table and fuck her bald cunt like a madman.
I watched lasciviously as Nikki dressed herself quickly. She unlocked the door and then turned to me before opening it.
“I’m sorry, Sir,” she said sincerely. “I didn’t mean to anger you so.”
“I know, cunt. Just go. And when you get back to your desk, send your boss down here immediately. I need to fuck something badly.”
I could see the jealous irritation on her face. Sometimes I could be such a brutal bastard.
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I slept in a little later than usual on Saturday morning, so it was nearly 10 am by the time I sat down at the computer in my guest room, which doubled as a home office. As I sipped a strong cup of black Jamaican coffee, I was pleased to see five new emails from my two subs, despite the fact that I had checked email right before turning in at midnight the previous night. One was from Adrienne, and four were from Nikki. I decided to open them in the order they were sent.
Adrienne’s was first, and it contained her picture assignment for the night before. It actually contained two pictures, each with a corresponding reason behind the selection. She explained in the email that her husband had returned home early from his trip that afternoon, noting how close a call we’d had with me spending the night before. She also said that he seemed to be hovering around more than usual, which she laughingly speculated was due to the amazing and uncharacteristic blowjob she’d given him the week prior. Therefore, she had slipped silently out of bed at 2 am to send the picture assignment from Friday night and the one for Saturday morning, fearing that she might not have a chance to do so otherwise.
The first picture showed two topless women, one blonde, one brunette, kneeling in front of a man in a business suit with his fly undone. The two women faced each other and had their bright red lips pressed tightly to either side of the man’s bulging member, their lips barely touching together around him. The next picture, obviously a later shot from the same scene, depicted the same two women, now completely naked, still kneeling in front of the man, who remained fully clothed. Facing one another, their mouths were locked in a passionate kiss as he emptied his balls over their sweet faces. Adrienne wrote that what attracted her to these two pictures was the way it displayed the women’s adoration of the man’s cock, while also clearly portraying their enjoyment of each other. Very hot. Such a good little slut.
I moved on to the first email from Nikki, which I noted with surprise was sent at 5:50 am. Here’s what it said.
>>> Sir, here it is Saturday morning and my chance to sleep in, but I’ve been awake and restless since 5:15. I finally decided to get out of bed and write. As I told you in my letter of apology last night, I’ve been unable to think of anything but my pending punishment ever since you and Adrienne wrenched that fantastic orgasm from me, causing me to lose the challenge and acquire the consequence, which so far remains a complete mystery to me.
>>> I suppose that you are intentionally delaying the pronouncement of sentence. I suppose that you have purposefully made me aware of and even used me in Adrienne’s punishment. I have learned that everything you do is for a purpose, Sir. Still, my mind and body have been continually on edge, preoccupied with fantasies of what I might be forced to do as retribution for failing to withhold my own orgasm against the merciless onslaught of pleasure you and Adrienne subject my body to. Of course you knew this kind of preoccupation would be my natural reaction. Of course you knew that the panties you bought for me would be constantly wet, just as they are now. Of course that is why you wait. You are bringing out my inner whore, aren’t you?
She signed the email “cunt cum whore.” I was immediately struck by her keen intelligence and sharp wit in cleverly using the dual meaning of “cum.” Most obviously, it is commonly found in erotica as the word used for orgasm, or for male ejaculate, especially when cum and whore are used together to mean a woman who lives her life in pursuit of said ejaculate. More subtly however, cum is the Latin preposition indicating that something has a dual role, or more to the point, something that is being changed from one thing into another. Hence, cunt (her former slave name) cum (being change into) whore (what her Master desires her to become). Simply brilliant.
Before replying I decided to finish reading all her emails. Next was her morning 3-way picture assignment, which depicted a woman bound tightly to a chair and gagged with her panties. Behind the bound woman, out of her line of sight and just slightly out of the camera’s focus, you could see a man and woman, whose naked bodies were entwined together in passionate lovemaking. She explained the dual purpose of her selection. First, of course, the bound woman reminded her of the orgasm race she’d endured in Adrienne’s office a few days prior. Second, she said that the idea of only being able to listen as Adrienne and I made love in the same room was titillating to her. She didn’t really know why, but she went on to describe in detail what the woman in the chair heard, smelled, and thought as the couple behind her fucked with abandon. She explained how breathlessly she’d waited for Adrienne to return from the media lab the night before, freshly fucked and dripping with my come. She said that her hurt feelings melted into fervent desire as she sat at her desk imagining me brutally fucking our boss.
The next email from Nikki was a story continuation. In a previous email, Adrienne had set up the scene, now four days into the seven-day cruise we were enjoying together in the story. The three of us were in the aft “adults only section” of the ship, enjoying a bottle of wine in the hot tub. As Adrienne described it, the girls were in their skimpiest white bikinis, which had become almost transparent when wet, and I sat between them with a raging hard on. Nikki took over from there, describing how the girls took turns riding my cock right out in plain view of a dozen or more other people. Doing their best to keep their movements subtle, they simply moved their bikini bottoms to one side and impaled themselves on my stiff cock, squeezing me with their pussy walls instead of riding up and down on me. The thought of publicly fucking these two gorgeous women was fascinating and exciting to me, but I decided to write my addition to the story later.
On to Nikki’s last email, written less than thirty minutes prior. It simply read, “I know I’m not supposed to beg, but punish me, PLEASE, Sir.” She signed it the same way as she had each of the others: “cunt cum whore.”
I smiled to myself and sat back in my desk chair while I continue to sip my coffee.
I thought a brief minute, and then pushed myself back up to my computer. I typed an email to both women. “Nikki’s punishment starts tomorrow. Both of you be sure to check you email before 10 am for further instructions.”
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I awoke Sunday morning with an eager sense of anticipation. I went immediately to my bedroom window to discover that the weatherman had, for once, gotten it right. It was a cloudy, drizzly, grey morning – perfect for the start of Nikki’s punishment.
After making my usual strong pot of coffee and stuffing down a bagel with extra cream cheese, I went to my computer to compose my instructions to my two sexy subs.
>> Good Morning Cunt and My Little Slut,
>> I hope you are ready for our little adventure. I’ll remind you that you are to follow these instructions precisely. You may find them challenging, but you will find disobedience brings severe consequences. I rather suggest that you not test me in this.
>> Each of you will find a large zip-lock bag beneath the front seat of your cars containing the supplies necessary for today’s adventure. At exactly 10 am, without looking at the bag or its contents, you will drive to Seven Lakes Park. Use the small parking lot off of 8th Avenue (Google Map link is shown below, it if you need it.) I’ll be there waiting for you. Park on either side of my car. Once parked, you may remove the bag from beneath your seat. You will find further instruction there.
>> Please note that I am simply there to observe your obedience; so do not acknowledge my presence in any manner unless directed to do so. Follow the instructions exactly.
>>Sir
My heart beat hard in anticipation of the girls’ reactions to my message; even more so in anticipation of the evil adventure I had planned.
At a few minutes before ten I pulled into the parking lot I’d instructed them to use. I parked my car in an empty row at the far end of the lot and waited. Even on this soggy morning, there were six other cars already parked there. I’d driven past the park’s east lot on my way in, and noticed at least another dozen cars or so. Perfect. There would be a sufficient number of bystanders, just as I’d hoped, but the large park wouldn’t be overly crowded either.
Nikki arrived first, since she had the shortest drive from home. She pulled into the space to my left, flashing me a brief nervous smile before remembering my instruction to disregard my presence. She turned off her engine, reached under her seat, and pulled out the zip-lock bag. I watched her eyes widen as she pulled out the extra small, cheaply thin, white men’s tank type t-shirt and a bright pink little pair of running shorts. She unfolded the tank top, and her mouth dropped open when she saw the word “cunt” silk-screened in bold black lettering right on the chest. She quickly put the shirt down and unfolded the sheet of instructions I’d typed out for her.
The orders she found written on the paper made her blush brightly. While remaining in her vehicle, she was to remove all her clothing, including the pretty pink bra and g-string, which she had obediently texted me a photo of, worn beneath her blouse and jean shorts. For five minutes she was to sit naked in her car, during which time she was to play with her pussy and clit. No orgasm allowed, of course. After getting herself good and wet between her legs, she was to don only the two items of clothing from the bag, plus a pair of flip-fops I’d included. She was to then walk two times around the one-mile path encircling the main lake, and I reminded of how the rain would cause her t-shirt to become soaked like her pussy. In the process, I explained, it would become quite transparent so as to display her lovely tits and nipple piercings for any and all to view. I warned her to make no attempt to hide her chest or the pet name emblazoned on it with her arms, an infraction for which I would be watching. Finally, she was to stop two different men and one woman and ask them for the time, being careful to observe the way their eyes would be glued to her revealed chest and the name inscribed there. When her assignment was completed, she would receive further instructions.
I watched through rain-streaked windows as she read the page over again, still blushing. I could tell she wanted to turn to me and beg me not to make her do this, but she resisted, staring straight ahead as she began slowly unbuttoning her shirt. She let it hang open while she unbuttoned her shorts and pushed them down to the floorboard together with her g-string panties. She peeled her blouse off and quickly unhooked her bra, tossing both onto the seat next to her. She closed her eyes, scooched down slightly in her seat, and I watched her hand disappear between her legs.
Nikki was about half way through her masturbatory exercise when Adrienne’s car pulled in next to mine on the other side from Nikki’s. She glanced over long enough to see Nikki sitting naked in her car with her head leaned back and hand working over her pussy. I saw her mouth the words “Oh my god,” as she reached beneath her seat to retrieve her own outfit, identical to Nikki’s, except for the brilliant green color of her shorts and the name on the front of her shirt: “slut.”
Adrienne’s instructions started the same as Nikki’s, with having her strip and play with her pussy for five minutes before putting on the outfit. From there I gave her instructions as to how I planned to use her to help me with Nikki’s punishment, in much the same way I’d used Nikki to help with her own.
By the time Adrienne was naked and playing with her pussy, Nikki was dressed and ready to go. She looked briefly down at her chest, either observing the prominence of her tits and barbells through the tight, thin material or the name I’d placed there or both. She exited her car while her eyes scanned the parking lot for onlookers. Even in the few second it took for her to round the front of her car on the way toward the walking path, her shirt was already getting soggy from the steady drizzle and her perky pierced nipples were becoming clearly visible. I looked over at Adrienne, whose attention had been wrenched from masturbation by the slamming of Nikki’s car door. She watched wide-eyed as the sodden Nikki hurriedly crossed the parking lot, disappeared between the bushes at the far end and began her trek around the lake.
With Nikki safely started on her humiliation walk, my attention turned to Adrienne, who finished playing with her pussy under my gaze. Though most of her naked body was blocked from my view by her car door, it was apparent from her motions that she was thrusting the fingers of one hand of in and out of her cunt while stroking her clit with the other. Her eyes were wide open, and she stared straight ahead while she played, panting heavily as small beads of sweat appeared on her brow. My cock was still at attention from watching Nikki’s obedience, and I felt compelled, as I watched Adrienne, to pull down my shorts and stroke it. I just felt myself building toward orgasm when suddenly Adrienne stopped and began pulling on her skimpy outfit.
Unlike Nikki, Adrienne jumped enthusiastically from her vehicle, and stepping toward my car, pressed her luscious tits against the passenger window. Immediately the white T-shirt was soaked through and her lovely tits were staring straight at me, emblazoned with the word “slut” right on top of them. She rocked back and forth a few times, smashing her breasts against the glass for my viewing pleasure. Had I not already pulled my shorts back up, I surely would have shot my load at the sight.
All too quickly Adrienne disappeared from my sight through the hedgerow too, on her way to find Nikki.
I exited my car, popped up my umbrella and strode steadily through the center of the park, cutting through to meet up with Nikki on the far side. I reached a small pavilion in plenty of time, and I watched as Nikki made her way toward me. She was staring down at the ground and stepping hurriedly down the paved pathway, not bothering to look up even once as she strode right past where I was seated not more than 20 yards from her route. Her embarrassment was obvious. Her thin t-shirt was completely soaked through and her tits were clearly visible through it, prominently displaying her pierced nipples and barbells.. Her fast pace made her heavy breasts bounce nicely up and down, and even at a slight distance I could see the hardness of her thick nipples. Was she chilled or was she excited by the humiliation?
A few minutes later Adrienne approached from the opposite direction, strolling by at a much more leisurely pace, looking around and smiling at me as she approached my position. I shrugged off her disobedience of my command to ignore me as soon as she drew near and briefly lifted her shirt, flashing me her pretty boobs before moving past. What a delightfully naughty little slut, I thought to myself.
As I watched Adrienne’s cute ass wriggle down the path in her bright green little shorts, I imagined Nikki’s reaction when Adrienne had stopped her and kissed her passionately right out in the open, as I’d instructed her to do. Did she resist and struggle or did she kiss her back with equal vigor? Was she humiliated or turned on to kiss a woman in public? How did she respond to having her ass groped in public? I supposed I would find out soon enough.
I made my way back across the center of the park in time to be standing on the path as Nikki approached the completion of her first loop around the lake. Still shuffling quickly along and looking down, she didn’t see me until she was about fifteen feet away. She started to move to one side intending to pass me without noting my presence, but I shifted toward her at the last minute and grabbed her arm, jerking her to a stop.
“I don’t suppose you had this in mind when you were begging me to punish you, did you?” I asked.
“No, Sir.”
“Are you enjoying the weather?”
“No, Sir.”
“Your tits are gorgeous. I love the way your naughty nipples are so obvious. Do you like me showing them off to the whole world?”
She looked briefly down at her chest to see the translucent material clinging intimately to every delicious curve, revealing every intimate detail, and shook her head. “No, Sir.”
“I don’t believe you. I think you are very turned on right now. I think when my little slut kissed and fondled you, it made your pussy as wet as your t-shirt. Am I right?”
“No, Sir.”
“Show me.”
“What?”
“You heard me. Show me.”
“What exactly do you want me to do, Sir?”
“I want you to put your hand in your shorts and feel your pussy and tell me if I’m right.”
Nikki’s eyes scanned for any onlookers and quickly slipped her hand inside the waistband of her hot pink running shorts. She gasped at her own touch. I honestly think she was surprised to find her pussy swollen and sopping.
“See? You don’t want to admit how much this turns you on, but there it is. You can feel it for yourself.”
“Yes, Sir,” she admitted reluctantly.
“Have you approached anyone for the time yet?”
“Still trying to get up my nerve on that one.”
“It’s not optional, you know.”
“Yes, Sir. I understand.”
“Good girl. Now on your way.”
Just as she turned to go, a couple came onto the path from the parking lot, about twenty feet from where we had been standing.
“Go ask them for the time,” I whispered. “Now.”
Nikki obediently walked toward the couple, probably in their mid-to-late fifties and crowded together under a large blue and yellow golf umbrella. As they turned up the path toward Nikki, I watched the man’s eyes light up when he noticed her. A few seconds later, the woman, apparently his wife, scowled deeply at the same sight that had so obviously delighted her husband. I watched intently as the man’s eyes never left Nikki’s clearly exposed chest, and I strained to listen.
Nikki tapped her watch and spoke. “Excuse me,” she said politely, “Do you have the time. My watch seems to have stopped. Probably all this rain.”
The man stood silently staring, mouth slightly agape, until his wife turned toward him, saw his obvious ogling, and elbowed him in the ribs.
“Oh, um, yeah, “ he stammered as he tore his eyes away from Nikki to look at his watch. “Ten fifty.”
“Okay, thank you. I guess my watch is right after all.”
The woman grabbed the man’s elbow and hurriedly tugged him down the path past Nikki, who turned around briefly to smile at me with a nod and a wink. It appeared to me that she was starting to get into it.
Adrienne passed me by this time, ignoring me as directed. I was practically drooling at how hot she looked as she came near, rain-soaked though she was, and I really wanted to grab her and pull her into the bushes to fuck her pert tits until I covered them with my come. It was all I could do to restrain myself and stick with my plan. I went quickly to my car to retrieve a gym bag I would need for the next phase of the girls’ humiliation and then crossed back once again over the narrow length of the park to meet her on her way around. I was certainly getting a good workout.
The slow, steady drizzle continued pouring form the sky. I reached the path just as Nikki was walking up. I noticed that she was no longer looking down, but rather seemed to be looking around, perhaps seeking someone else of whom to ask the time. She saw me some ways off and began to step in an even more lively fashion toward where I stood.
“Stop, cunt,” I ordered sternly as she was about to pass.
She obeyed my command and pulled up right next to me, snuggling up close under cover of my small umbrella. Her long brown hair, normally silky and flowing freely in gentle waves, was a matted mess, but she still looked beautiful to me. She smiled and looked at me with questioning eyes.
“Looking for someone to ask in order to complete your assignment?”
“Oh, I’ve complete what you’ve asked, Sir: Actually I’ve already exceeded it: three men and two women. I was just looking for more.”
“More? Why?
“I think there’s something broken inside me, Sir.”
“Broken? Explain.”
“Ever since you made me touch my cunt and I discovered how wet this was making me it’s like some kind of explosion went off inside me. When you forced me to go up to that couple and ask the time, I tumbled into this bizarre headspace that I can’t seem to escape from. The look of lust in that man’s eyes. Wow. Each time I approach someone now and ask them for the time I get more turned on. I’ve stopped everyone whose path I’ve crossed since. One man was walking his dog, and seemed very uncomfortable with my semi-naked state. Another man was jogging, a younger guy. I’m pretty sure he wanted to fuck me right there – I could see it on his face, and it turned me on. He tried to flirt with me and asked me about the word on my shirt, but I didn’t let it go anywhere despite the throbbing between my legs. I wasn’t sure what was permitted. Then there were two women were obviously just cutting through the park on their way back from shopping. I don’t think they knew what to make of me, but one of them never took her eyes off my tits for a second.”
“I think maybe you are enjoying this punishment a little too much, cunt.” I snickered. The truth was this is exactly the reaction I had expected and hoped for.
“Maybe. Or maybe my inner slut is just coming out.” She was intentionally reminding me of why I had chosen this punishment in the first place. To get her in touch with what charges her up sexually. I was pleased that she was seeing it so clearly.
“Shall we put that to the test?”
“Of course,” she agreed readily.
“OK. I’m going to wait over there in the pavilion. I want you to wait here for the next lone man to approach. When he does, you’ll ask him the time, and if he seems even remotely interested, you will offer to let him touch your breasts. Let him do whatever he wants to them. Understand?”
“Yes, Sir.” Her voice was clear and confident, not wavering in the least. She really was in a sub-space.
“After you’ve completed your assignment, come back to me and report.”
I moved to the pavilion, about 30 yards from where she was waiting – close enough to get a good look, but not so close as to interfere. It wasn’t more than five minutes when a tall, longhaired man in his twenties came jogging up the trail. Nikki stepped into the center of his path, and as soon as he saw her the guy stopped in his tracks.
I could tell, even at that distance, that he was fairly attractive and had an athletic physique. I watched as Nikki pointed at her watch, obviously asking him for the time. He shrugged and pointed at his empty wrist – no watch. He was just about to continue his run when Nikki gently took his arm. His deportment and manner changed quickly, and he moved in closer to her. Bingo! Both his hands moved quickly to cup her mostly-visible, very damp breasts through her shirt, and I watched as he began massaging them while they continued to engage in conversation of some sort. After less than 30 seconds, he looked around briefly and shoved his hands in underneath her tight, wet shirt and started squeezing her orbs and tweaking her nipples. Nikki’s head rocked back, and I could tell she was giving him verbal encouragement.
To my surprise, after a few seconds of this Nikki suddenly ran her hand across a prominent bulge that had appeared in his running shorts while he continued massaging her heaving tits. After rubbing him through his shorts for a minute, she slipped her hand into his shorts and started stroking his meat. Just then a woman jogger came bounding up the loop trail, and the two of them frantically extracted their hands from each other’s clothing. Damn. They talked few seconds longer and then Nikki turned and walked away from the guy, who was obviously not too thrilled about the premature termination of their encounter, but who nonetheless did nothing to pursue her further.
Once the guy was out of sight, Nikki came jogging over to me, her bodacious boobs bouncing all the way, arriving breathless and excited.
“Oh my god, Sir. That was the hottest thing ever! If that woman hadn’t come along I would have been on my knees with his cock in my mouth in about a minute. It was so thick and warm, and I wanted to taste it! I was beginning to lose all sense of reality when we were interrupted. Whoa!”
“I definitely see your inner slut emerging. Perhaps I don’t realize what I have unleashed. Come, sit here.”
I was sitting up on the top of a picnic table with my feet on the bench seat, and I had her sit facing me between my legs. It was clear Nikki wasn’t playacting for my benefit. She was exuding a kind of sexual energy that I’d not seen in her before, not even the night I took her lingerie shopping. I reached down and tweaked her nipples, rolling her little barbells between my fingers, evoking a low moan from the randy cunt. Instinctively I leaned forward and gave her a hot, open-mouthed kiss. It the first kiss we’d shared since Adrienne had given her to me as my sub, and it was incredible.
It was at that moment that I realized the Nikki could become more than just a fucktoy sub for me to train. I remember wondering to myself, where the hell is all of this going? But my ruminations were quickly interrupted when I felt Nikki’s cold, wet fingers sliding up either leg of my shorts, slipping inside and gripping my hardening member with both hands. As she stroked me skillfully, we continued kissing, and I unrelentingly fondled her luscious tits.
I was beginning to lose control, and I knew if I’d asked Nikki to slide my shorts down and suck me off, she would have gladly done it. She was deep in subspace, and would pretty much do anything I asked at that point. As much as I wanted it, having her give me a public blowjob was not the extent of the humiliation I had in mind for her punishment.
I steeled my will and broke off our kiss.
Nikki looked up at me, panting and pleading. “I need to suck your cock, Sir. Please.”
“You’ve done wells so far, little cunt, and I sense your inner slut blossoming magnificently today. But this is not how your punishment ends. There’s much more to this than a little public semi-nudity, lesbian kissing and even more than having you give me a blowjob right here. Are you prepared to accept the remainder of the punishment I have planned for you, cunt?”
“Yes, Sir. I am.” Her answer seemed as sincere as it did confident.
“Well, then, this is how it will go. Hurry through the park, and find another guy who will grope your tits, right out in the open, like before. It can be the same guy or a different one, doesn’t matter to me. After you let him fondle you, you are to convince him of your desperate need to suck his cock. Ask him to take you into the men’s bathroom, the one just through those trees over there, and beg him fuck your mouth. I will be inside that restroom waiting and listening in one of the stalls. Don’t disappoint me.”
“Yes, Sir. I will do as you request,” Nikki replied, getting up from the table without delay. I could tell the assignment had genuinely captivated her imagination. There was a hazy look of lust in her eyes.
“One more thing,” I added as she turned to go. “Have him come on your tits.”
“Gladly, Sir.”
I watched her eagerly jog off to find and a man to seduce.
The rain had finally stopped, though the damp air offered no assistance in drying Nikki out or in alleviating the transparency of her shirt. So with my umbrella down, I set off to find Adrienne and get her in on the last part of my plan. I met up with her within a few minutes and explained my intentions, as the two of us walked over toward the restrooms. She seemed more than happy to help me with Nikki’s degradation.
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When I awoke with the early light of dawn on Friday morning, it took me a few startled seconds to realize where I was. Despite having fucked my boss every way possible since taking her as my submissive pet several weeks prior, I’d had yet to actually sleep with Adrienne. For me, spending the night with a woman always represented a significant step forward in the relationship, and one that I never took lightly. But as I gazed down at her, sleeping soundly with her head resting on my stomach facing away from me, I felt no doubts about my decision to stay the night.
Sentimental significance aside, there was also the risk that her husband could have returned home unexpectedly, but neither of us seemed to give that possibility much thought as we tumbled into her bed the night before, exhausted and exhilarated after hours of incredible sex, culminating in my taking her anal cherry. As I watched her bare back rise and fall with her deep breathing, I lightly touched the soft dark blonde curls where they brushed my abdomen. As much as I wanted to let my little slut sleep, my cock began to stir when I recalled the amazing middle-of-the-night blowjob she’d woken me with. It looked to me like she’d barely moved since sucking me dry.
Without so much as a stretch or a yawn or a murmur, I suddenly felt Adrienne’s hand on my semi-hard manhood, stroking me toward full mast. Relentless slut! She slipped her head beneath the sheet and drew me into her warm, wet mouth, tongue swirling madly about my shaft as I moaned my encouragement. Soon my cockhead was poking against the back of her throat.
“Good morning little slut,” I sighed.
She didn’t respond with more than a muffled moan, but kept up her oral assault by sliding her mouth fully on and fully off my pole, stroking my balls and shaft all the while. I peeled the sheet down a little further so I could access her better and ran my hands over her perfect little ass. Eventually I worked a finger down the crack and into her well-used yet still lubricated rear hole. She gladly opened herself up to the invasion, relaxing her anal muscles and allowing me to add a second finger, while never missing a beat with her mouth.
“I think my little slut wants my cock in her ass again already. I thought you might be worn out back there after last night.”
Without a word she slipped my hard shaft from between her lips, pushed down the covers, and swung her leg over to straddle me. Reaching behind her she positioned the tip of my cock at the entrance to her ass.
“Please, Sir. Will you fuck my ass again?” she pleaded lustily, leaning down to give me a hot, open-mouthed kiss.
“Lube?” I asked.
“How about this kind?” she said, redirecting my cock to the entrance of her pussy and plunging her body down onto me all the way. She was certainly wet enough to do the trick, I thought.
“I think you are plenty lubed up now, Sir” she cooed as she rode up and down the entire length of my shaft repeatedly, the copious cunt juices evident by the loud sloshing sounds emanating from our nether regions. She rose up all the way, releasing my soggy shaft from her pussy, and shifting her body slightly forward, lowered herself slowly, gradually impaling her ass with my cock.
We both grunted with delight as my girth stretched her ass open. Inch by glorious inch she offered me her forbidden hole until coming to rest with me balls-deep inside her. Her eyes drifted shut as she relished the feeling of fullness, using her muscles down there to squeeze my cock tightly. My hands moved to her chest, firmly cupping her wonderful breasts and massaging her stiff nipples with my thumbs.
“I want to watch you come for me, little slut,” I instructed her.
She stuck the index finger of her right hand into her mouth and sucked it seductively for a few seconds before drawing it out slowly between her moist lips.
“May I?” she asked as she slipped that finger down between us and between her pussy lips. “I think I’m a little too sore this morning for another anal orgasm.”
“Of course, pleasure yourself in any way you wish. I just want to see your face as you come.”
“Yes, Sir.”
With one hand on my chest for support and the other hand working over her clitoris and pussy, Adrienne began to rock up and down on my shaft. As her ministrations front and back continued, the look of discomfort shifted gradually to a look of utter pleasure. While she worked over my cock with her sweet ass I kept up my assault on her nipples.
“May I come now for you, Sir?” she asked much sooner than I had expected.
“Hold off for a minute. When you feel me filling your ass, you can come too.”
“Yes, Sir, as you wish.”
She soon was panting heavily both with sexual excitement and the physical exertion required to raise her body weight up and down on me. Truthfully I could have come any time, but I wanted her to work for my pleasure and for her own, to push herself physically to the limit of her ability, before finding relief.
“That’s a good little slut,” I exclaimed, finding my own difficulty in holding back. “Milk my cock with your ass.”
Despite her obvious exhaustion, her tempo quickened on me, raping her own ass with my hardness. Sweat formed on her brow and her breathing grew shallow and rapid. Her face reddened with exertion and restraint as the desperation for release grew almost uncontainable.
“Please,” she managed to groan. “I can’t’…” Her voice trailed off.
“Look into my eyes little slut and take my come,” I exclaimed loudly.
Her pleading eyes opened just as my cock began to pulse in her ass, and as her own climax erupted they widened with delight, betraying her surprise at the intensity of her own pleasure. As we came together, Adrienne never slackened her fucking motion in the least until at last I rolled her off of me and onto the bed next to me, my manhood slipping from her anal passage.
I pulled my body up over her; holding myself up on my hands as I peered down at her beneath me, limp with so much bliss, and strikingly beautiful.
“You are getting me addicted to you, Adrienne.” I surprised myself that I had used her real name for the first time since I could remember.
“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?” she asked coyly.
I leaned down and planted a soft, gentle kiss on her lips before I answered.
“Don’t you see? I’m falling in love with you.”
She smiled gleefully up at me and threw her arms around my neck, pulling me to her forcefully and giving me a passionate kiss that told me just how happy she was to hear those words at last.
Our sweaty, sated bodies lay intertwined, kissing and nuzzling for another thirty minutes before I reluctantly decided I needed to head home and quickly get ready for work. Once dressed, I leaned down and kissed Adrienne’s cute little ass where it was sticking out from beneath the sheet. I then gave her cheek a little smack, right where I had been kissing. She barely moved.
“Better get up soon, little slut. It wouldn’t do for us to both stroll in late wearing the silly, satisfied grins that we’ll more than likely be wearing today.”
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I sprinted through my morning routine and ended up being only ten minutes late for work. My morning was crammed full of meetings and phone calls, and I barely had a minute to breath until mid-afternoon. It was then that I first realized that Nikki had not sent me the required cell phone photo of her lingerie choice for the day. I sent her a text message to meet me in the media lab at 4:30, feeling certain that it wouldn’t be in use so late on a Friday afternoon.
I was waiting for her when she walked in.
“Lock the door cunt,” I said sternly.
“Do you think it’s safe for us to meet here like this?” she asked nervously.
“Lock the door cunt,” I repeated in a more harsh tone.
“What if someone should want to use the lab for…” I slammed my hand down loudly on the top of the table I’d been leaning against.
“Now, cunt!” I said angrily. She quickly locked the door and turned back toward me, looking a little fearful.
“You are pushing me aren’t you cunt?” She looked at me sheepishly, feigning confusion and shrugged slightly.
“Take off your shirt and your skirt,” I said firmly. “Show me now what you were supposed to have shown me this morning.”
Her fingers went to work, frantically undoing her buttons, revealing the black corset underneath her sweater. She quickly unzipped and slid her skirt down and off her legs, exposing the matching thong.
“Turn slowly for me.” I ordered. She revolved slowly in her low heels, allowing me to inspect her gorgeous body. Her long brown hair cascaded gently over her bare shoulders, stopping just above where the corset began. Her full, firm breasts were nicely presented by the cleavage-enhancing cut of the corset, which also nipped her waist alluringly. Below, the satiny black thong set off her creamy white buttocks in stark contrast.
“It’s a good thing you are so sexy,” I said after taking a nice long gander at my second sex slave.
“Why is that, Sir?” she asked demurely.
“Because I have a mind to take back all the sexy things I bought for you as a response to your blatant disregard for my instructions. You did disobey me on purpose this morning, didn’t you?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“I wondered how long it would take you to break.”
“Break, Sir? I don’t understand.”
“I knew that if I withheld your punishment long enough, if I completely ignored you sexually, eventually you would deliberately do something to anger me, in hopes of inducing your punishment. You actually lasted longer than I thought you would, especially given the way I interjected you into Adrienne’s own punishment.”
“And now that you’ve broken me?”
“Truthfully, it will make no difference in the timeline or severity of your punishment, cunt. To do otherwise would positively reinforce the weakness you have shown. It would reward your disobedience and disrespect. That wouldn’t do, now would it?”
“No, Sir.” Nikki looked visibly disappointed.
“Tonight, in addition to your other writing assignments, you will write me a formal letter of apology for your actions.”
“Yes, Sir. I will.”
“Now get dressed and return to your desk. I expect that we won’t have to deal with this kind of defiance again. If you cannot wait patiently for your punishment to be meted out at the time of my choosing, it will only serve to delay it. Now go.”
I don’t know if she realized how sexually charged I was at the moment or if she saw the bulge in my pants that her sexy body and lingerie had created. It took every ounce of self-control I had to not throw her up on the table and fuck her bald cunt like a madman.
I watched lasciviously as Nikki dressed herself quickly. She unlocked the door and then turned to me before opening it.
“I’m sorry, Sir,” she said sincerely. “I didn’t mean to anger you so.”
“I know, cunt. Just go. And when you get back to your desk, send your boss down here immediately. I need to fuck something badly.”
I could see the jealous irritation on her face. Sometimes I could be such a brutal bastard.
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I slept in a little later than usual on Saturday morning, so it was nearly 10 am by the time I sat down at the computer in my guest room, which doubled as a home office. As I sipped a strong cup of black Jamaican coffee, I was pleased to see five new emails from my two subs, despite the fact that I had checked email right before turning in at midnight the previous night. One was from Adrienne, and four were from Nikki. I decided to open them in the order they were sent.
Adrienne’s was first, and it contained her picture assignment for the night before. It actually contained two pictures, each with a corresponding reason behind the selection. She explained in the email that her husband had returned home early from his trip that afternoon, noting how close a call we’d had with me spending the night before. She also said that he seemed to be hovering around more than usual, which she laughingly speculated was due to the amazing and uncharacteristic blowjob she’d given him the week prior. Therefore, she had slipped silently out of bed at 2 am to send the picture assignment from Friday night and the one for Saturday morning, fearing that she might not have a chance to do so otherwise.
The first picture showed two topless women, one blonde, one brunette, kneeling in front of a man in a business suit with his fly undone. The two women faced each other and had their bright red lips pressed tightly to either side of the man’s bulging member, their lips barely touching together around him. The next picture, obviously a later shot from the same scene, depicted the same two women, now completely naked, still kneeling in front of the man, who remained fully clothed. Facing one another, their mouths were locked in a passionate kiss as he emptied his balls over their sweet faces. Adrienne wrote that what attracted her to these two pictures was the way it displayed the women’s adoration of the man’s cock, while also clearly portraying their enjoyment of each other. Very hot. Such a good little slut.
I moved on to the first email from Nikki, which I noted with surprise was sent at 5:50 am. Here’s what it said.
>>> Sir, here it is Saturday morning and my chance to sleep in, but I’ve been awake and restless since 5:15. I finally decided to get out of bed and write. As I told you in my letter of apology last night, I’ve been unable to think of anything but my pending punishment ever since you and Adrienne wrenched that fantastic orgasm from me, causing me to lose the challenge and acquire the consequence, which so far remains a complete mystery to me.
>>> I suppose that you are intentionally delaying the pronouncement of sentence. I suppose that you have purposefully made me aware of and even used me in Adrienne’s punishment. I have learned that everything you do is for a purpose, Sir. Still, my mind and body have been continually on edge, preoccupied with fantasies of what I might be forced to do as retribution for failing to withhold my own orgasm against the merciless onslaught of pleasure you and Adrienne subject my body to. Of course you knew this kind of preoccupation would be my natural reaction. Of course you knew that the panties you bought for me would be constantly wet, just as they are now. Of course that is why you wait. You are bringing out my inner whore, aren’t you?
She signed the email “cunt cum whore.” I was immediately struck by her keen intelligence and sharp wit in cleverly using the dual meaning of “cum.” Most obviously, it is commonly found in erotica as the word used for orgasm, or for male ejaculate, especially when cum and whore are used together to mean a woman who lives her life in pursuit of said ejaculate. More subtly however, cum is the Latin preposition indicating that something has a dual role, or more to the point, something that is being changed from one thing into another. Hence, cunt (her former slave name) cum (being change into) whore (what her Master desires her to become). Simply brilliant.
Before replying I decided to finish reading all her emails. Next was her morning 3-way picture assignment, which depicted a woman bound tightly to a chair and gagged with her panties. Behind the bound woman, out of her line of sight and just slightly out of the camera’s focus, you could see a man and woman, whose naked bodies were entwined together in passionate lovemaking. She explained the dual purpose of her selection. First, of course, the bound woman reminded her of the orgasm race she’d endured in Adrienne’s office a few days prior. Second, she said that the idea of only being able to listen as Adrienne and I made love in the same room was titillating to her. She didn’t really know why, but she went on to describe in detail what the woman in the chair heard, smelled, and thought as the couple behind her fucked with abandon. She explained how breathlessly she’d waited for Adrienne to return from the media lab the night before, freshly fucked and dripping with my come. She said that her hurt feelings melted into fervent desire as she sat at her desk imagining me brutally fucking our boss.
The next email from Nikki was a story continuation. In a previous email, Adrienne had set up the scene, now four days into the seven-day cruise we were enjoying together in the story. The three of us were in the aft “adults only section” of the ship, enjoying a bottle of wine in the hot tub. As Adrienne described it, the girls were in their skimpiest white bikinis, which had become almost transparent when wet, and I sat between them with a raging hard on. Nikki took over from there, describing how the girls took turns riding my cock right out in plain view of a dozen or more other people. Doing their best to keep their movements subtle, they simply moved their bikini bottoms to one side and impaled themselves on my stiff cock, squeezing me with their pussy walls instead of riding up and down on me. The thought of publicly fucking these two gorgeous women was fascinating and exciting to me, but I decided to write my addition to the story later.
On to Nikki’s last email, written less than thirty minutes prior. It simply read, “I know I’m not supposed to beg, but punish me, PLEASE, Sir.” She signed it the same way as she had each of the others: “cunt cum whore.”
I smiled to myself and sat back in my desk chair while I continue to sip my coffee.
I thought a brief minute, and then pushed myself back up to my computer. I typed an email to both women. “Nikki’s punishment starts tomorrow. Both of you be sure to check you email before 10 am for further instructions.”
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I awoke Sunday morning with an eager sense of anticipation. I went immediately to my bedroom window to discover that the weatherman had, for once, gotten it right. It was a cloudy, drizzly, grey morning – perfect for the start of Nikki’s punishment.
After making my usual strong pot of coffee and stuffing down a bagel with extra cream cheese, I went to my computer to compose my instructions to my two sexy subs.
>> Good Morning Cunt and My Little Slut,
>> I hope you are ready for our little adventure. I’ll remind you that you are to follow these instructions precisely. You may find them challenging, but you will find disobedience brings severe consequences. I rather suggest that you not test me in this.
>> Each of you will find a large zip-lock bag beneath the front seat of your cars containing the supplies necessary for today’s adventure. At exactly 10 am, without looking at the bag or its contents, you will drive to Seven Lakes Park. Use the small parking lot off of 8th Avenue (Google Map link is shown below, it if you need it.) I’ll be there waiting for you. Park on either side of my car. Once parked, you may remove the bag from beneath your seat. You will find further instruction there.
>> Please note that I am simply there to observe your obedience; so do not acknowledge my presence in any manner unless directed to do so. Follow the instructions exactly.
>>Sir
My heart beat hard in anticipation of the girls’ reactions to my message; even more so in anticipation of the evil adventure I had planned.
At a few minutes before ten I pulled into the parking lot I’d instructed them to use. I parked my car in an empty row at the far end of the lot and waited. Even on this soggy morning, there were six other cars already parked there. I’d driven past the park’s east lot on my way in, and noticed at least another dozen cars or so. Perfect. There would be a sufficient number of bystanders, just as I’d hoped, but the large park wouldn’t be overly crowded either.
Nikki arrived first, since she had the shortest drive from home. She pulled into the space to my left, flashing me a brief nervous smile before remembering my instruction to disregard my presence. She turned off her engine, reached under her seat, and pulled out the zip-lock bag. I watched her eyes widen as she pulled out the extra small, cheaply thin, white men’s tank type t-shirt and a bright pink little pair of running shorts. She unfolded the tank top, and her mouth dropped open when she saw the word “cunt” silk-screened in bold black lettering right on the chest. She quickly put the shirt down and unfolded the sheet of instructions I’d typed out for her.
The orders she found written on the paper made her blush brightly. While remaining in her vehicle, she was to remove all her clothing, including the pretty pink bra and g-string, which she had obediently texted me a photo of, worn beneath her blouse and jean shorts. For five minutes she was to sit naked in her car, during which time she was to play with her pussy and clit. No orgasm allowed, of course. After getting herself good and wet between her legs, she was to don only the two items of clothing from the bag, plus a pair of flip-fops I’d included. She was to then walk two times around the one-mile path encircling the main lake, and I reminded of how the rain would cause her t-shirt to become soaked like her pussy. In the process, I explained, it would become quite transparent so as to display her lovely tits and nipple piercings for any and all to view. I warned her to make no attempt to hide her chest or the pet name emblazoned on it with her arms, an infraction for which I would be watching. Finally, she was to stop two different men and one woman and ask them for the time, being careful to observe the way their eyes would be glued to her revealed chest and the name inscribed there. When her assignment was completed, she would receive further instructions.
I watched through rain-streaked windows as she read the page over again, still blushing. I could tell she wanted to turn to me and beg me not to make her do this, but she resisted, staring straight ahead as she began slowly unbuttoning her shirt. She let it hang open while she unbuttoned her shorts and pushed them down to the floorboard together with her g-string panties. She peeled her blouse off and quickly unhooked her bra, tossing both onto the seat next to her. She closed her eyes, scooched down slightly in her seat, and I watched her hand disappear between her legs.
Nikki was about half way through her masturbatory exercise when Adrienne’s car pulled in next to mine on the other side from Nikki’s. She glanced over long enough to see Nikki sitting naked in her car with her head leaned back and hand working over her pussy. I saw her mouth the words “Oh my god,” as she reached beneath her seat to retrieve her own outfit, identical to Nikki’s, except for the brilliant green color of her shorts and the name on the front of her shirt: “slut.”
Adrienne’s instructions started the same as Nikki’s, with having her strip and play with her pussy for five minutes before putting on the outfit. From there I gave her instructions as to how I planned to use her to help me with Nikki’s punishment, in much the same way I’d used Nikki to help with her own.
By the time Adrienne was naked and playing with her pussy, Nikki was dressed and ready to go. She looked briefly down at her chest, either observing the prominence of her tits and barbells through the tight, thin material or the name I’d placed there or both. She exited her car while her eyes scanned the parking lot for onlookers. Even in the few second it took for her to round the front of her car on the way toward the walking path, her shirt was already getting soggy from the steady drizzle and her perky pierced nipples were becoming clearly visible. I looked over at Adrienne, whose attention had been wrenched from masturbation by the slamming of Nikki’s car door. She watched wide-eyed as the sodden Nikki hurriedly crossed the parking lot, disappeared between the bushes at the far end and began her trek around the lake.
With Nikki safely started on her humiliation walk, my attention turned to Adrienne, who finished playing with her pussy under my gaze. Though most of her naked body was blocked from my view by her car door, it was apparent from her motions that she was thrusting the fingers of one hand of in and out of her cunt while stroking her clit with the other. Her eyes were wide open, and she stared straight ahead while she played, panting heavily as small beads of sweat appeared on her brow. My cock was still at attention from watching Nikki’s obedience, and I felt compelled, as I watched Adrienne, to pull down my shorts and stroke it. I just felt myself building toward orgasm when suddenly Adrienne stopped and began pulling on her skimpy outfit.
Unlike Nikki, Adrienne jumped enthusiastically from her vehicle, and stepping toward my car, pressed her luscious tits against the passenger window. Immediately the white T-shirt was soaked through and her lovely tits were staring straight at me, emblazoned with the word “slut” right on top of them. She rocked back and forth a few times, smashing her breasts against the glass for my viewing pleasure. Had I not already pulled my shorts back up, I surely would have shot my load at the sight.
All too quickly Adrienne disappeared from my sight through the hedgerow too, on her way to find Nikki.
I exited my car, popped up my umbrella and strode steadily through the center of the park, cutting through to meet up with Nikki on the far side. I reached a small pavilion in plenty of time, and I watched as Nikki made her way toward me. She was staring down at the ground and stepping hurriedly down the paved pathway, not bothering to look up even once as she strode right past where I was seated not more than 20 yards from her route. Her embarrassment was obvious. Her thin t-shirt was completely soaked through and her tits were clearly visible through it, prominently displaying her pierced nipples and barbells.. Her fast pace made her heavy breasts bounce nicely up and down, and even at a slight distance I could see the hardness of her thick nipples. Was she chilled or was she excited by the humiliation?
A few minutes later Adrienne approached from the opposite direction, strolling by at a much more leisurely pace, looking around and smiling at me as she approached my position. I shrugged off her disobedience of my command to ignore me as soon as she drew near and briefly lifted her shirt, flashing me her pretty boobs before moving past. What a delightfully naughty little slut, I thought to myself.
As I watched Adrienne’s cute ass wriggle down the path in her bright green little shorts, I imagined Nikki’s reaction when Adrienne had stopped her and kissed her passionately right out in the open, as I’d instructed her to do. Did she resist and struggle or did she kiss her back with equal vigor? Was she humiliated or turned on to kiss a woman in public? How did she respond to having her ass groped in public? I supposed I would find out soon enough.
I made my way back across the center of the park in time to be standing on the path as Nikki approached the completion of her first loop around the lake. Still shuffling quickly along and looking down, she didn’t see me until she was about fifteen feet away. She started to move to one side intending to pass me without noting my presence, but I shifted toward her at the last minute and grabbed her arm, jerking her to a stop.
“I don’t suppose you had this in mind when you were begging me to punish you, did you?” I asked.
“No, Sir.”
“Are you enjoying the weather?”
“No, Sir.”
“Your tits are gorgeous. I love the way your naughty nipples are so obvious. Do you like me showing them off to the whole world?”
She looked briefly down at her chest to see the translucent material clinging intimately to every delicious curve, revealing every intimate detail, and shook her head. “No, Sir.”
“I don’t believe you. I think you are very turned on right now. I think when my little slut kissed and fondled you, it made your pussy as wet as your t-shirt. Am I right?”
“No, Sir.”
“Show me.”
“What?”
“You heard me. Show me.”
“What exactly do you want me to do, Sir?”
“I want you to put your hand in your shorts and feel your pussy and tell me if I’m right.”
Nikki’s eyes scanned for any onlookers and quickly slipped her hand inside the waistband of her hot pink running shorts. She gasped at her own touch. I honestly think she was surprised to find her pussy swollen and sopping.
“See? You don’t want to admit how much this turns you on, but there it is. You can feel it for yourself.”
“Yes, Sir,” she admitted reluctantly.
“Have you approached anyone for the time yet?”
“Still trying to get up my nerve on that one.”
“It’s not optional, you know.”
“Yes, Sir. I understand.”
“Good girl. Now on your way.”
Just as she turned to go, a couple came onto the path from the parking lot, about twenty feet from where we had been standing.
“Go ask them for the time,” I whispered. “Now.”
Nikki obediently walked toward the couple, probably in their mid-to-late fifties and crowded together under a large blue and yellow golf umbrella. As they turned up the path toward Nikki, I watched the man’s eyes light up when he noticed her. A few seconds later, the woman, apparently his wife, scowled deeply at the same sight that had so obviously delighted her husband. I watched intently as the man’s eyes never left Nikki’s clearly exposed chest, and I strained to listen.
Nikki tapped her watch and spoke. “Excuse me,” she said politely, “Do you have the time. My watch seems to have stopped. Probably all this rain.”
The man stood silently staring, mouth slightly agape, until his wife turned toward him, saw his obvious ogling, and elbowed him in the ribs.
“Oh, um, yeah, “ he stammered as he tore his eyes away from Nikki to look at his watch. “Ten fifty.”
“Okay, thank you. I guess my watch is right after all.”
The woman grabbed the man’s elbow and hurriedly tugged him down the path past Nikki, who turned around briefly to smile at me with a nod and a wink. It appeared to me that she was starting to get into it.
Adrienne passed me by this time, ignoring me as directed. I was practically drooling at how hot she looked as she came near, rain-soaked though she was, and I really wanted to grab her and pull her into the bushes to fuck her pert tits until I covered them with my come. It was all I could do to restrain myself and stick with my plan. I went quickly to my car to retrieve a gym bag I would need for the next phase of the girls’ humiliation and then crossed back once again over the narrow length of the park to meet her on her way around. I was certainly getting a good workout.
The slow, steady drizzle continued pouring form the sky. I reached the path just as Nikki was walking up. I noticed that she was no longer looking down, but rather seemed to be looking around, perhaps seeking someone else of whom to ask the time. She saw me some ways off and began to step in an even more lively fashion toward where I stood.
“Stop, cunt,” I ordered sternly as she was about to pass.
She obeyed my command and pulled up right next to me, snuggling up close under cover of my small umbrella. Her long brown hair, normally silky and flowing freely in gentle waves, was a matted mess, but she still looked beautiful to me. She smiled and looked at me with questioning eyes.
“Looking for someone to ask in order to complete your assignment?”
“Oh, I’ve complete what you’ve asked, Sir: Actually I’ve already exceeded it: three men and two women. I was just looking for more.”
“More? Why?
“I think there’s something broken inside me, Sir.”
“Broken? Explain.”
“Ever since you made me touch my cunt and I discovered how wet this was making me it’s like some kind of explosion went off inside me. When you forced me to go up to that couple and ask the time, I tumbled into this bizarre headspace that I can’t seem to escape from. The look of lust in that man’s eyes. Wow. Each time I approach someone now and ask them for the time I get more turned on. I’ve stopped everyone whose path I’ve crossed since. One man was walking his dog, and seemed very uncomfortable with my semi-naked state. Another man was jogging, a younger guy. I’m pretty sure he wanted to fuck me right there – I could see it on his face, and it turned me on. He tried to flirt with me and asked me about the word on my shirt, but I didn’t let it go anywhere despite the throbbing between my legs. I wasn’t sure what was permitted. Then there were two women were obviously just cutting through the park on their way back from shopping. I don’t think they knew what to make of me, but one of them never took her eyes off my tits for a second.”
“I think maybe you are enjoying this punishment a little too much, cunt.” I snickered. The truth was this is exactly the reaction I had expected and hoped for.
“Maybe. Or maybe my inner slut is just coming out.” She was intentionally reminding me of why I had chosen this punishment in the first place. To get her in touch with what charges her up sexually. I was pleased that she was seeing it so clearly.
“Shall we put that to the test?”
“Of course,” she agreed readily.
“OK. I’m going to wait over there in the pavilion. I want you to wait here for the next lone man to approach. When he does, you’ll ask him the time, and if he seems even remotely interested, you will offer to let him touch your breasts. Let him do whatever he wants to them. Understand?”
“Yes, Sir.” Her voice was clear and confident, not wavering in the least. She really was in a sub-space.
“After you’ve completed your assignment, come back to me and report.”
I moved to the pavilion, about 30 yards from where she was waiting – close enough to get a good look, but not so close as to interfere. It wasn’t more than five minutes when a tall, longhaired man in his twenties came jogging up the trail. Nikki stepped into the center of his path, and as soon as he saw her the guy stopped in his tracks.
I could tell, even at that distance, that he was fairly attractive and had an athletic physique. I watched as Nikki pointed at her watch, obviously asking him for the time. He shrugged and pointed at his empty wrist – no watch. He was just about to continue his run when Nikki gently took his arm. His deportment and manner changed quickly, and he moved in closer to her. Bingo! Both his hands moved quickly to cup her mostly-visible, very damp breasts through her shirt, and I watched as he began massaging them while they continued to engage in conversation of some sort. After less than 30 seconds, he looked around briefly and shoved his hands in underneath her tight, wet shirt and started squeezing her orbs and tweaking her nipples. Nikki’s head rocked back, and I could tell she was giving him verbal encouragement.
To my surprise, after a few seconds of this Nikki suddenly ran her hand across a prominent bulge that had appeared in his running shorts while he continued massaging her heaving tits. After rubbing him through his shorts for a minute, she slipped her hand into his shorts and started stroking his meat. Just then a woman jogger came bounding up the loop trail, and the two of them frantically extracted their hands from each other’s clothing. Damn. They talked few seconds longer and then Nikki turned and walked away from the guy, who was obviously not too thrilled about the premature termination of their encounter, but who nonetheless did nothing to pursue her further.
Once the guy was out of sight, Nikki came jogging over to me, her bodacious boobs bouncing all the way, arriving breathless and excited.
“Oh my god, Sir. That was the hottest thing ever! If that woman hadn’t come along I would have been on my knees with his cock in my mouth in about a minute. It was so thick and warm, and I wanted to taste it! I was beginning to lose all sense of reality when we were interrupted. Whoa!”
“I definitely see your inner slut emerging. Perhaps I don’t realize what I have unleashed. Come, sit here.”
I was sitting up on the top of a picnic table with my feet on the bench seat, and I had her sit facing me between my legs. It was clear Nikki wasn’t playacting for my benefit. She was exuding a kind of sexual energy that I’d not seen in her before, not even the night I took her lingerie shopping. I reached down and tweaked her nipples, rolling her little barbells between my fingers, evoking a low moan from the randy cunt. Instinctively I leaned forward and gave her a hot, open-mouthed kiss. It the first kiss we’d shared since Adrienne had given her to me as my sub, and it was incredible.
It was at that moment that I realized the Nikki could become more than just a fucktoy sub for me to train. I remember wondering to myself, where the hell is all of this going? But my ruminations were quickly interrupted when I felt Nikki’s cold, wet fingers sliding up either leg of my shorts, slipping inside and gripping my hardening member with both hands. As she stroked me skillfully, we continued kissing, and I unrelentingly fondled her luscious tits.
I was beginning to lose control, and I knew if I’d asked Nikki to slide my shorts down and suck me off, she would have gladly done it. She was deep in subspace, and would pretty much do anything I asked at that point. As much as I wanted it, having her give me a public blowjob was not the extent of the humiliation I had in mind for her punishment.
I steeled my will and broke off our kiss.
Nikki looked up at me, panting and pleading. “I need to suck your cock, Sir. Please.”
“You’ve done wells so far, little cunt, and I sense your inner slut blossoming magnificently today. But this is not how your punishment ends. There’s much more to this than a little public semi-nudity, lesbian kissing and even more than having you give me a blowjob right here. Are you prepared to accept the remainder of the punishment I have planned for you, cunt?”
“Yes, Sir. I am.” Her answer seemed as sincere as it did confident.
“Well, then, this is how it will go. Hurry through the park, and find another guy who will grope your tits, right out in the open, like before. It can be the same guy or a different one, doesn’t matter to me. After you let him fondle you, you are to convince him of your desperate need to suck his cock. Ask him to take you into the men’s bathroom, the one just through those trees over there, and beg him fuck your mouth. I will be inside that restroom waiting and listening in one of the stalls. Don’t disappoint me.”
“Yes, Sir. I will do as you request,” Nikki replied, getting up from the table without delay. I could tell the assignment had genuinely captivated her imagination. There was a hazy look of lust in her eyes.
“One more thing,” I added as she turned to go. “Have him come on your tits.”
“Gladly, Sir.”
I watched her eagerly jog off to find and a man to seduce.
The rain had finally stopped, though the damp air offered no assistance in drying Nikki out or in alleviating the transparency of her shirt. So with my umbrella down, I set off to find Adrienne and get her in on the last part of my plan. I met up with her within a few minutes and explained my intentions, as the two of us walked over toward the restrooms. She seemed more than happy to help me with Nikki’s degradation.
