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The task.

By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

It has started. The nerves sweep through my body, senses heighten and I'm acutely aware of my surroundings.

I'm sat in your car, the leather seats warm against the backs of my thighs, window slightly open, wind caressing my hair and cooling my exposed skin.

Music on but my ears unable to quite make it out, I'm too lost watching the sat nav count down.

I don't know where we are going, or what's been planned by you.

Im awfully nervous, excited and dam wet.

Oh the sweet unknown how you toy with me.

*****

Earlier that day.

I'm working and hear my phone buzz, I knew I should have immersed myself in work, but curiousity always gets the better of me. Like the preverbial cat, I lower my tools, wash my hands and pick up my phone.

'I have a task for you, do you accept?'

Just 9 simple words, yet the effect reading Sirs text has on me is immediate. My mind wanders, racing with possibilities, he likes testing me, setting me tasks he knows I'll find uncomfortable or difficult to achieve, but I always succeed, it's just part of who I am, I'm stubborn and simply adore making Sir happy. Plus it arouses me in ways that simply can't be portrayed through words alone.

So whilst my mind is recalling previous tasks I have been set. I simply reply.

'yes Sir'

Now I guess I just wait, I look back over at my work, and know I should be going back to it, I decide to take a coffee break in the hope Sir will message again soon with instruction.

15 minutes pass, no reply.

Ok work it is but I can't concentrate, all that occupies my mind is how much my cunt is throbbing, how much I yearn to know what's coming.

Time passes at a snails pace, the second hand on the clock I swear is going backwards.

Buzz, buzz.

2 messages.

Butterflies appear, and Im certain if I had a cock it would be rock solid now, thankfully it's just wet knickers I need to hide!

'good girls get rewarded, dress like a slut and be ready to be picked up at 8pm.'

Attached was a picture, it was taken a few weeks ago by Sir, I was bent over, short shirt, no knickers, stockings and corset. I loved this outfit, but the corset was ever so restrictive and sitting in a car with my own boobs up on my chin, was hardly my favourite start to a good night, but his wish is my command.

'yes Sir'

'good girl' his response immediate.

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By *cott9191Man over a year ago

nottingham

Nice start

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By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

The rest of the day passed in somewhat of a haze, my body highly responsive to even the slightest of touch or the thoughts that were frequently crossing my mind.

*****

I finally sink into a bath filled with luxious bubbles, my wine glass on the side, music filling the steamy room. I indulge myself, my hands tracing the curves the bubbles aren't quite concealing, my nipples contrasting with their pink hue against the stark white foam. I allow my hand to submerge below the water, nails gently meandering along my belly, finding the tuff of red hair that guards the one place I want to be touching, I slowly play with my hair, always trimmed above, shaved below, just as Sir orders.

Buzz buzz.

Dammit, my phone takes me out of my haze.

'i do hope you're not touching yourself!'

Fuck, how does he always know? Am I really that predictable?

'Im just in the bath Sir, I'm behaving' I reply. Giggling at my definition of behaving.

****

I glance in the mirror it's 7.50pm and I know Sir is always spot on time.

I admire my reflection top to bottom, my hair naturally curly, is straightened, framing the dark smokey eyes and red lips, hair resting gently on my 38F breasts, which when supported in the steel boned corset, look magnificent I must say, my waist pulled in before my hips and bum are accentuated by my black skirt. Silky holdups adorn my legs the lace barely covered, and my feet encased in simple black peep toe heels. I feel fabulous, and then remember the lack of knickers and blush.

I hear the front door open and Sir walks in. My heart skips a beat, and I can smell my own arousal. I do hope tonight's task doesn't involve denial. I may end up a crying mess begging for relief at this rate!

He smiles at me.

'fuck' the only word that managed to escape my lips.

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By (user no longer on site) over a year ago

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By (user no longer on site) over a year ago

mmmmm

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By *cott9191Man over a year ago

nottingham

More please

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By *imale38Man over a year ago

Barnsley

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By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

The car journey seemed to last an eternity, anticipation hung heavy in the air. I had noticed the play bag on the back seat, and those all too familiar nerves started to kick in.

Where were we going?

What was my task?

I darent ask, I know the more I question the more you torment me with cryptic answers. You enjoy me squirming and know exactly how to get me where you want me to be. I won't give you that pleasure this time!

You turn the radio on, it's just background noise, my mind a whirl of uncertainty.

You instruct me to close my eyes, I, without hesitation, of course obey.

'open them'

The sat nav is placed on my lap, showing not a clue on our destination, but our arrival time is ticking down. 90minutes to go.

Are we going to a fetish or swinging club?

Perhaps somewhere remote for some outdoor play?

So many options, yet I still stay quiet, watching the time disappear as I question my fate tonight.

****

'Open your legs'

The timer said 15 minutes to go.

I part my thighs slowly, with slight trepidation.

'Wider slut'

Your calm exterior replaced with blunt harshness, I know this is all part of the game and my cunt twitches in appreciation as I spread my legs and lift my skirt to give you a good view.

'stay exactly like that'

I nod in acceptance.

The timer counting down our arrival, the minutes catching my eye as they rapidly seem to dwindle away.

Less than 5 minutes away I think to myself, as I look out the window, aware that my cunt and stocking tops were on display. The drive slows down, and street lights flood my exposed body with yellow artificial light, traffic lights halt our flow, and I try my best to not cover myself, yet as if on automatic pilot my hand lowers to protect my modesty.

'no!!'

My hand is met with a sharp thwak as you slap it away.

'you are my slut, and WILL follow my orders whether you like it or not, do you understand?'

I briefly contemplate sulking or mouthing back something that I know I would be punished for, instead, I just nod and whisper.

'yes sir'

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By *ddsfunCouple over a year ago

Ayr

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By *imale38Man over a year ago

Barnsley

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By *arahandzacCouple over a year ago

peterbouorgh

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By *ajdaveMan over a year ago

Wouldn't you like to know

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By (user no longer on site) over a year ago

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By (user no longer on site) over a year ago

oh please keep going

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By (user no longer on site) over a year ago

Lucky you! Sounds like a good evening.

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By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

"Lucky you! Sounds like a good evening.

It's a made up fantasy evening unfortunately.... Still debating in which direction to take it, a few ideas appeal but we shall see

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By *vhazelMan over a year ago

Ely

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By (user no longer on site) over a year ago

"Lucky you! Sounds like a good evening.

It's a made up fantasy evening unfortunately.... Still debating in which direction to take it, a few ideas appeal but we shall see

I look forward to reading it, whichever direction it takes. X

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By *eg1984Man over a year ago

birmingham

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By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

The gravel drive ricocheting through the tires breaks my train of thought.

Shit. I guess we are here.

My skirt still raised exposing my cunt, I take in our surroundings.

The house looks respectful, quiet, secluded but the rumble of traffic within earshot. Hedges and trees line the perimeter, and the drive leads us up to an impressive oak porch, framing an equally impressive carved wooden door.

I don't know where we are, it's not a club, and it doesn't have the feel of a house party.

What does Sir have in mind?

My nerves are no longer butterflies, but great big elephants stomping around my insides now.

Just what I have agreed to?

'stay, just like that'

And he leaves me in the car, with only my wandering mind for company.

*****

After what seemed like an eternity, Sir returned to the car opening my door, he instructs me to get out.

My heels sink into the gravel, and my skirt stays half hitched up.

'good girl'

His hands swiftly place my collar around my neck, the comfort and security of wearing it, washes over my body, I'm his. The heavy chain lead is clipped in place, and he leads me to the front door which is now ajar.

It creaks a little as he pushes it open, vague voices in the distance penetrate my ears, my eyes slowly adjusting to the light inside, suddenly obscured as a hood is placed over my head the very moment I step through the door. My breath quickens, I gasp in surprise.

'you're ok slut, soon you will find out tonight's task, but for now, on your knees'

His voice soothing, reassuring yet firm, authoritative, certain of my submission to him.

'yes si...'

But before the words leave my mouth, the lead is pulled, my knees buckle and I'm put in my place, I try to adjust my composure, but quickly Im led forwards, my knees and hands aware of the solid wood flooring under me.

'good girl'

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By *imale38Man over a year ago

Barnsley

Loving this.

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By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

Sir leads the way, my lead pulling me and my collar in whatever direction he so wishes.

The hood obscures my vision but allows the rest of my senses to enter overload.

I feel we are entering a room off the hallway, the wooden floor is replaced with soft lush pile under hand and feet, the atmosphere is quite different in here.

I'm sure I can hear a fire crackling, and I can smell perfume, it's scent unfamiliar, but altogether intoxicating.

I hear you greet someone, but voices remain slightly muffled under the hood, especially as music then greets my ears.

'stay'

I know that command is for me, I feel my lead released and remain on all fours as I sense you walking away from me.

My skin prickles as I evaluate the situation, still clueless as to my location, who else is here and what is expected of me.

There's a clock ticking, it's rhythmic sound, echoing loudly above the other distractions, my mind focuses on that.

I gasp as a hand gropes me from between my thighs, my entire cunt is cupped in their hand.

Your voice is in my ear again. That means the hand can't be yours.

'good girl, tonight your task is to prove to our inviting hosts what a well behaved pet you can really be.'

With that a finger enters me causing me to gasp as I struggle to utter the words

'yes sir'

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By (user no longer on site) over a year ago

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By *xtrafun4youMan over a year ago

Dunstable

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By *xford1975bimaleMan over a year ago

oxford

Keep going please do.

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By (user no longer on site) over a year ago

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By *ddsfunCouple over a year ago

Ayr

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By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

The finger is withdrawn, my hood lifted and the manicured hand of the woman's whose perfume was so intoxicating, presents itself before my face.

Instinct kicks in and I lick my juices of her digit. I taste myself, my nerves waiver and for a brief moment I'm totally lost in my own arousal.

Swiftly she removes her finger and replaces my hood.

'oh I'm going to enjoy her'

Her hypnotic voice ringing in my ears, her subtle tones emphasis the word enjoy.

Whilst distracted by the sweet smelling temptress, I'm suddenly brought back to reality with the application of something very cold and wet against my rim. My muscles tense in response, and sirs hand strokes the back on my head.

'shhhh it's ok, just relax for me'

The cold replaced rather harshly with the familiar sensation of my tail. The metal slides in, stretching me until it slips in place, my tail swaying freely between my thighs.

'good girl'

Your strokes continue. I feel myself slip into the role, I'm your pet, and whomever else's you decide. My task is to prove what a good little animal I can be for you, and that's exactly what I will do.

The strokes fade, and I feel the lead being picked up, it's weight once comforting against my breasts is now pulling my collar. I follow the lead and crawl, my tail sashaying behind me. I adore this feeling I smile to myself.

We come to a halt.

'now then pet, as promised earlier good girls get rewards. This is Ms, you don't need to know any more other than she will be looking after you for a few hours and you must obey her, there is also Mr, although I'm sure he will introduce himself when he is ready to. I shall be coming back in a few hours, rules have been discussed in depth and if you misbehave you will be sent to wait out in the porch for me to collect you. Do you understand?'

My mind a whirl, is Sir really going to leave me here with a couple I've never met?

Would they really send me out onto the porch to wait?

Shit, what have I got myself into?

Instead of questioning him, I hear myself utter the words 'yes sir' once again.

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By (user no longer on site) over a year ago

Had a quick glance, looks like my kind of story.

Bookmarking for an in-depth read later!

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By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

'look after her'

Your parting words and in the distance I hear the heavy front door closing.

I feel my insides drop, and fear starts to rise inside me.

My lead is lifted, and I feel myself being drawn into what I presume is a sofa.

'good girl'

She's talking to me, I know I should respond, words fail me and I rub my hooded head against her leg.

Her free hand touches my face through the hood, her warmth strangely comforting.

'tonight you're going to be our pet, but first my husband has left a present for you, you'll have to use your mouth to find it, so I shall be removing your hood soon, do not look up at me or make any eye contact, do you understand?'

I nod.

A gentle yet startling slap was placed on my cheek.

'answer me!' came her demand.

'yes Ms' I quickly respond.

'good girl'

All of a sudden the hood is pulled off, before I can take a breath, my lead is pulled and I fall face first between her thighs.

Her scent penetrating my nostrils, sweet and musky, her smooth lips coat my face in her wetness.

My tongue seeks out her swollen clit, slowly tracing every fold of her being, at last I find that pleasure centre, all I want in that very moment is to make her cum, to satisfy her.

As my tongue glides over her clit, a moan escapes from her, but she pulls my head away by my hair, as my eyes dart down towards her beautiful cunt her husband's gift for me becomes apparent.

Her plump lips are framing the faintest trace of white cum attempting to make its escape from her hole.

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By *xford1975bimaleMan over a year ago

oxford

Magical

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By *illyKMan over a year ago

milton keynes

Mmm fuck yes...taste it

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By (user no longer on site) over a year ago

Loving your work.