Her Submission II

The water from the shower was hot and tingled on her skin as it danced across its surface.

Her hands journeyed over her ample, pert breasts, feeling their form and weight and arousing her perky nipples.

She was cleaning herself as she would normally but taking her time to explore her body as he had instructed.

She ran her hands down over her stomach and teased herself a little by stroking the inside of her thighs before she eventually touched her pussy. She stroked it gently, just as she had been told.

Along the lips and with special attention to her clitoris. He’d been very direct in telling her not to push inside and to just gently stimulate herself for no more than five minutes. Mentally she was stimulated to the point of overload but she knew that she was only allowed to pleasure herself for a brief moment and just to a level of low, sensuous stimulation.

She stepped out of the shower onto the mat placed on the floor. The steam from the heat of the water hung in the air and clung to the mirror.

She took a moment to admire her reflection. She’d been working out and running and her shape and tone had improved greatly just in a couple of months.

She felt confident, she felt proud, she felt sexy.

She took the towel that was hanging on the rail. She loved the feel of the fresh thick cotton rubbing against her skin as she dried herself. There was nothing quite like the first time you use a clean towel.

On the side of the bath was her small butt plug and the tube of lubricant, she’d prepared them along with her usual pre-shower ritual.

She picked up the plug and the lube and she opened the bottle and squeezed a little out onto the tip of two fingers.

She then closed the tube and placed it back on the side of the bath.

She then rubbed the lube over the plug, smearing it all around and then with the excess on her fingers she reached under and between her legs and rubbed it onto her tight ass hole.

She quivered with delight at touching herself in this intimate area and naturally part of her hand rested on her pussy which was still craving more attention from when she’d teased it in the shower.

She then took the plug and put the tip against her ass hole and slowly pushed it in.

Her tight little hole began to spread open, widening as the plug went in a little deeper, millimetre by millimetre.

The excitement was electrifying and her arousal level soared.

She felt like the “dirty little slut” he had started to call her.

Now at the widest part of the plug, her ass began to burn a little, he’d said to expect that and to be honest she quite enjoyed the feeling.

Her delicate ass stretched around the plug and then with one final push her pretty pink little hole closed around the thinnest part of the plug and the contoured rubber saddle rested comfortably at its base between her cheeks.

It was in, her ass had accepted the plug, she had accepted the plug, she had accepted him inside her ass. It would be a constant reminder of his presence, she would feel him all day as was his want.

A smile spread across her face lighting up her eyes.

She began to get dressed. Just a pencil skirt, mid-length and a light peach coloured blouse. No underwear of any kind. He had made her promise.

She was concerned a little especially about her breasts being visible and even more so now as the entire process and actions had her very firmly stimulated.

But of course, she would do as he said.

As she got dressed and moved naturally as she lifted each leg in turn and then pulled up her skirt, she could feel the plug moving a little inside her ass, she could feel him, his presence inside her, physically probing her and indeed it was a mental probing also.

She finished getting ready. She did her hair and a little makeup and then left the bathroom to head downstairs. All the while the plug and her relative nakedness made her constantly stimulated and aware of him.

She walked out to her car and as she stepped into the car, she again felt the plug move inside her.

She sat down and could feel it press in just a fraction deeper.

She began to deliberately squirm and rock back and forth in her seat, almost like she was gently fucking her ass with the plug, no, like he was gently fucking her ass.

This was all very different and unexpected. She’d imagined and now of course experienced the passion and the intensity. The extreme pleasure mixed with lashes of pain had all driven her crazy and left her exhausted, aching and craving for more.

But this was different. This was subtle and yet it permeated her everyday life. Her lack of underwear left her feeling exposed and vulnerable, the plug a constant reminder that he was inside her, he was in control.

She’d be the whole day at work feeling like this for him and yes, for her. She knew and accepted that this was all part of her journey and discovery.

It turned her on in every capacity, her body and her mind constantly firing with stimulation and sensation.

And she fucking loved it.

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