I always knew I was a slut, but I think I outdid myself today. Just thinking about it and I get excited. It started like a semi-normal day, my phone beeps with my morning message from Sir with my task: going to run errands with a butt plug and no panties. While at the store, buying at least 3 objects that will stretch my pussy out, then fuck all 3 of them for Sir with my collar on. Today was going to be a fun day!
I made sure to get right to work, doing everything I needed to get done before the horniness got too distracting. I knew that Sir and I would be texting and that he would say something to get me going very soon. But even without the texting, thinking was difficult, my breasts are so sore! I am really paying for those clothespins last night. 4 on each tit, I think it is a new record. I can’t help but rub them gently through my shirt, reminding me of what I did, then as ordered by Sir I lift my shirt and rub them directly, gently, tenderly. My body reacting to my touch, my mind wandering. I even have a small bruise, it makes me so proud and Sir takes the time to remind me of it. I managed to finish my work, ate a quick lunch and showered before heading out to run errands.
I chose a pair of leggings and a tank top, one of those loose ones, that shows the simple black bra I wore under. I don’t know what I was thinking, I feel slutty in this outfit, especially since I had no underwear on.
But no time to change, I am going to miss the bus. I find my small butt plug and the lube. A deep breath in and out, and the plug goes in. I always love feeling this full. Quick picture for Sir as I head out the door, showing him the plug firmly in my ass.
Running down the stairs and walking down the street, I held my cheeks tight, afraid the plug would fall out, feeling it move with every step. By the next block, I was starting to relax and enjoy the plug. As I got on the bus, I was glad I had made a list of everything I wanted to buy, because I could feel thinking become more difficult with every bump and turn.
To make things worse, I decided to listen to Perverted Podcast, always educational, always funny and always sexy. As I am walking between stores, thinking of the objects I will buy to fuck myself with, I am listening to 2 girls being fucked with an ovipositor and then birthing out the eggs. It made me jealous and want an ovipositor myself. Sir decided to add to the torture by sending me some very naughty texts. Telling me all the dirty things he would do to me. Just rereading them now makes me wet.
Deep breaths… I try to stay focus and run my errands, checking my list a 1000 times, unable to think of anything but finding 3 things to fuck myself with, 3 things that will stretch me out. Just enough, but not too much.
First thing that catches my eye, a decorative wine bottle with little bubbles on it. It looks fun, but a little over zealous. I need to send a picture to Sir, he is going to love it. I keep shopping searching for the perfect object to ruin my cunt. My pussy getting needier as I keep looking. I can feel my pants getting wet, need to hurry up and get home. I know that I can’t touch myself or cum, because Sir has not given me permission but at least I can relax a little.
I head over to the next store on a mission to find the perfect toys. I see a plastic bat, but it seems a little too thick. In the kitchen section, I consider the turkey baster and salad spoons, but nothing seems quite right. Then I see a bottle of Pine Sol with a nice size and interesting pattern. I pick it up and keep shopping, the wet spot on my pants growing. Next aisle over are the water bottles, I grab 2. Different sizes, but both smaller than the pine sol, not by much. All I can think of is fucking myself with these bottles and I fail to notice how wide they are. A few aisles over are the water guns, strange toys I know, but they really had every shape and size you could want. I decide to go with a simple one: just a tube with an animal head. I pay and hurry home, eager to try out my new toys
I wait for the bus, my mind racing, I keep looking down into the bag with my new toys. I am so excited I send Sir a quick picture of the water gun. I get on the bus and sit quietly. My mind still daydreaming about the toys, the water gun in particular. I can just imagine lube being pumped into my pussy, filling every nook and cranny or a condom attached on the end being slowly filled with water. I hope Sir likes my choices and I hope my pussy can handle them.
Just as I get home, Sir has to go into a meeting and can’t play with me. I have to wait 2 hours for him, I am simultaneously sad and happy. Sad because it means I have to wait to cum, but happy because I get to stay horny. It is what Sir ordered and I don’t want to be punished, especially not today. I put in some Ben Wa balls, put on some dance music and start cleaning the house, naked of course. I can feel the them moving with every sway of my hips, keeping me wet and horny.
I take a break to find a porn video showing the ovipositor and birthing the eggs. The idea of having large objects in my pussy really turns me on and I am always looking for new things I can use. I find a video of a porn star pushing a small football out of her cunt, I had to share that with Sir and add a small football to my shopping list for next week.
Back to cleaning, in particular washing my new toys so they are ready for use. As I wash them, I wrap my hands around the bottles and realise how big they really are. I decide to compare to with my dildo and magic wand, the bottles are bigger; I am a little scared but also so turned on. If I manage to fuck these bottles, I will be able to take a magic wand in my cunt. This has been a goal of mine for a while. I love the intensity of the wand and can only imagine how great it would feel inside.
I text Sir my thoughts, letting him know the dirty things in my mind. I know he is in a meeting, but I know he will enjoy reading them. I also send him a picture of myself, naked except my collar, sitting by the door, as if I am waiting for him to arrive. Because I am waiting on him to be available. I can barely focus on anything, all I can think about is abusing my pussy.
Sir is finally out of his meeting! He tells me to start with the water gun, I can feel my cunt stretch to accommodate it. Fucking myself with it, sending a video to Sir. Quickly we move on the smaller of the 2 bottles. I lube it up and lower myself onto it. My pussy taking it deeper, stretching more than I thought it could. I fuck it harder, enjoying the pain in my pussy. I look down and see juices and lube dripping into the bottles. It turns me on even more, encouraging me to take the bottle even deeper. Wanting to fill the bottle with my wetness, I can feel the orgasm is close. Of course, this is the moment Sir decides I should move up to the bigger bottle.
I am scared, I don’t want to hurt myself, but I am so horny and want to make Sir proud. I slowly work the base of the bottle into my cunt, stretching it as much as I can. Relaxing into it, my pussy now feeling so empty as only the tip of the bottle is in me. I want more, deeper, but I just can’t push it any deeper.
After the water gun and the bottles, because I had been an obedient puppy slut, Sir told me to fuck my pussy with my wand for 10 minutes. I couldn’t stop a giant smile from showing up instantly on my face and my pussy quavering.
Without turning it on, I worked the wand into my pussy, slowly taking it in deeper. Moaning hard, feeling my cunt give way. Turning it on was so amazing, I almost instantly came, I knew Sir might punish me, but it was stronger than my will, but I managed to get permission first.
“Am I allowed to cum Sir?”
“Yes, you are and whenever I tell you to, rub your clit.”
I think I came at that moment. A deep full body orgasm, I had never thought to touch my clit. Every time the order came, I rubbed as best I could. It was so intense, I came and twitched. Lost my ability to think or move as I convulsed in another orgasm. What was that number 2? And I still have 8 minutes to go.
No way was I going to make it. The pain/pleasure combination was pure ecstasy, but it was too much. Biting my pillow to avoid screaming, letting the waves of pleasure run over me. Sir texting me dirty updates, ordering me to rub my clit, turning me into a mindless slut. Time ticks by, orgasms keep coming, I am up to 6 already and have a minute still to go. I can barely keep the wand in.
Time is up, and I pull the wand out, I feels the muscles in my cunt relax and quiver a last orgasm washing over my body. My body is sore and tired, but the feeling is amazing, indescribable, so intense. Knowing my time with the wand is up is both happy and sad. I send a picture of my ruined cunt to Sir. I want him to see how well I used my pussy for him. I get exactly what any good slut would want: praise from Sir for obeying him and completing my task so well.
But I am not done yet, I need to clean up, including drinking any juices in the bottle tasting my juices mixed with the lube, leaving a taste of sex in my mouth. Toys are put away and I shower, but I still have 1 task left: write out what happened. Here is the problem, writing all of this has made me so horny and wet.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/99te4i/submissive_adventures_part_1
Keep going. This is good.