I’d take great pleasure in tonguing the scent of another woman’s pussy from my man’s used condoms and masturbating alone.” Well today he had me driving to collect her from her home with strict instructions. I was to drive with my collar on, and silicone plastic g string fixed firmly in place. It had a cavern that pushed inside my cunt which kept my hole spread the entire time I wore it. It also was far too small to cover my fat cunt mound and often my outside lips would swallow half of it up too. It was uncomfortable. But that was the point. With this I wore a whore’ s wardrobe. Tiny skirt, no actual underwear. Tits on full display in a push up bra and not enough of a top to cover my self. After spitting on my ass Master pushed a medium plug into my hole, consistent pressure, holding firm as I moaned initially with pain but when the plug slipped inside, my body shook and I had to pant to stop myself from cumming. Soon it became the only thing I would think about when I was touching myself, and I’d cum like a freight train. Usually multiple times. My boyfriend also enjoyed this. That he had essentially trained me to only get off when I was feeling degraded or humiliated. Its not like he was going to touch me either way. Not while she had come to stay. Her and I chit chatted about nothing much most of the way. Until obviously he had started messaging her and revealing certain things. She abruptly told me to spread my legs as much as I could while I was driving. I complied because when our collars are on I’m well aware that she is my superior.

He graciously proffered his hand to sub, helping her to her feet and then covering her eyes with an eye mask; she was now effectively blind but her remaining senses heightened. I want to find another woman that I can bring home for my husband. I want to watch it all. If you enjoy kissing and make out sessions I would so love to be tied in a chair spread wide and forced to watch another woman with my husband I want to watch the slow for play , the kissing all the stuff that leads to an amazing sex session.

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My hand stroked Masters balls even as my breath was cut off each time sub lowered herself on to my dildo covered nose and mouth. I could and would do this for him,I was his slave and his pleasure even if it were gained through my humiliation was paramount.

I couldn’t breathe, I was on the edge of tears and yet I was escalating to the edge of orgasm, the throbbing between my legs threatening to undo me. I was Master’s slave, I had promised him and myself that I would prove my devotion and obedience today; whatever new levels of humiliation and degradation he subjected me to. I would revel in the fact that he took pleasure in the pain that he inflicted. He untied the gag, told me to open up and then said, “Don’t say I’m not generous, clean it and you can taste my cum.”Once undressed, Master told me to ready sub, grabbing me by the hair and pushing it into subs hairy pussy. In contrast his first words to me “Undress us, slave”,were cold with a tone that broached no argument, not that I would ever refuse him.