1. Jenny Learns Her Place


    Date: 3/5/2016, Categories: Crossdressing, Author: tvk3983, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    neighbors didn't see me, I got out of the car, picked up my dress and purse, and calmly walked to the front door. I fumbled with the lock and dropped the key twice before getting inside. After I was inside the house Bobby removed the butt plug, leaving me with an empty feeling which I knew he'd soon fill. “You did so well, leaving your nipple clips on, letting everyone see your nudity, meeting each task without any opposition, we'll forgo an ass whipping for now.” “Thank you, sir. How can I ever thank you for this kindness?” “I think we can come up with something,” he said and removed one nipple clip. The blood rushed back into my nipple and the pain was mind numbing, “ Ooww my titty! Oh fuck! Oh damn !” Then he pulled the other off and I continued to rant and rave until the pain subsided and my horny state came rushing back with a vengeance. Please, Master, please! I'm so horny I can't see straight!” “Maybe I should spank your titties. Would that make you hornier?” “Spank me anywhere you desire, Master, but don't deny me your dick! I'm yours, use me,” I pleaded. Bobby smiled and took me outside through the patio doors. He fastened chains to my wrists and stretched them upward until the chains slipped over two hooks I had in the porch ceiling for potted plants. He used longer chains on my ankles, securing them to opposite posts. Then he began tickling me, under my arms, my ribs, anywhere he could. I laughed and howled while he used this sort of torture on me. “Please stop! ...
    I need to pee! Damn! Damn! I can't hold it! Please, stop!” I screamed but it was too late. My bladder released with a gush and I started peeing but the penis cage held my dick pointing straight down and pretty soon there was a large puddle between my outstretched feet. “Ooo, did the little girl have to go potty?” Bobby cooed. “Yes, sir.” He pulled down his zipper and pulled out his big dick. “Maybe I should piss on you, Jenny. Are you a piss slut as well as a cum slut?” “Yes sir. I mean, no sir. I mean I'm not a piss slut but yes piss on me. Fuck me. Use me. I'm yours, Master.” The words barely cleared out of me when he started pissing a long, strong, steady stream of hot urine. He struck my caged dick, my titties and then my face before it started to subside. “Thank you, Master,” I whispered. Bobby loosened my chains, turned me around, and then rammed his hard cock all the way up my tight little asshole. “Aaahhh, Bobby, Master, fuck me. Let me be your whore. Fuck me. Use me.” Bobby moved so that I was bending over, holding the back of a chair for support while he sawed savagely in and out of me, hammering me harder and harder. “So good, it feels so good,” I gasped. Fuck me! Fuck me! Ooohhh Master, fuck your slave hard!” Even though it had been implied on several occasions, I'd never been called a slave, now I was emphatically labeling myself, offering myself to him if he wanted me. “I like my slave girls to have a hot, tight ass,” he grunted, slamming his long cock into me ...
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