Plugged, Edged, and Sweaty at Spin [FM]

This story pertains to a Dom I am no longer with.

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My Dom enjoys it when I write filthy things on my body. It shows everyone it belongs to him. He likes branding his little slut. Last time it was his initials with the actual word “slut” underneath my boobs. Besides branding, we also enjoy a bit of exhibitionism, often the two mix. An invitation to a new spin class not only provided me an extra opportunity to burn calories but also a new play place for my Dom.

Though I was nervous about the class I was focused on my task. My instructions for my new “spin tattoo” were it had to be visible, legible, and it needed to surprise him. I️ thought long and hard. I decided on “Sweat for Daddy” across my wrist. If I was feeling shy I could just pull my watch band over my new ink.

After checking my outfit plus my wrist tattoo Sir only had one last task for me; edge my self. I️ had to edge myself as I️ do for him every morning: four times then stop. I️ obeyed and lowered my Nike compression pants to peel my underwear down. I️ sat across from of his office desk so he could watch me stroke my cunt.

I was already dripping from daydreaming about getting caught with those filthy words; the first edge was easy. I️ felt the ecstasy shower over my body and the urge to keep going. It was denied by the watchful eye of Sir; I️ stopped.

The next two times were the same after the first. I️ rubbed my swollen little clit in front of him until I️ could feel my wetness growing. Then right when I can feel the tingle of the orgasm; I️ stop. The last time I️ stopped he was right there in front of me. He pulled my butt to him then plugged my little asshole with my pink glass toy.

I️ felt my ass stretch then relax over the toy. I’ve been doing my anal stretches so objects slide in with ease. After my plug was planted I pulled my pants up, kissed him goodbye, then headed to my gym class plugged, edged, and ready to sweat.

I️ arrived to the new class early but the class was already packed. I had time to place my wristband over the words. I️ was nervous but I️ thought of how disappointed my Dom would be if I️ cheated on my task. I️ switched the watch to my non-tattooed wrist and wore his words proudly, no cover needed. The class continued chatting as walked over to my bike. I️ adjusted then mounted the hard bike seat.

The groves in the seat caused my toy to reach deeper in my ass; this was going to be a long hour. The teacher ran into class, turned the music up, then got us in motion. We began on our ride. The class was hard in its self but with this glass plug in my ass I️ could barely focus. Halfway into the class, we hit the third cardio peak. She had us riding in third position, standing up hunched over the handles bars. We alternated from the third position to seated. In spin class, you never stop pedaling. That repetitive motion buried the toy even deeper into my asshole.

The cardio peak had an eight-count, we were up for four seconds then seated for four. After the last eight-count, she changed it to a four-count plus we had to pedal faster.

She began the count “Up, two, three, four, down, two, three, four, and up, two, three”. It was on the last four-count that I️ plopped down on my bike seat. The force combined with the grooves of the bike seat and caused my ass cheeks to spread wide. I️ felt my asshole swallow the toy entirety then shrink back to normal size. I️ was mortified. The class could tell something was wrong. We work out in front of mirrors. Everyone saw my face had changed.

On the next song, my instructor asked if I️ was okay to which I️ replied, “Yeah girl!”, even though my glass toy was now rattling around inside my ass. For the rest of the class, I️ thought about how full my ass felt now with the large bottom base inside me. My daily ass stretches were working. Now my ass seemed to devour anything within reach.

We finally hit fifty-five minutes and began our cool down. We got down off our bikes to stretch. With every position, I️ could feel the toy move. It tried to stretch out of my hole. Each time it would almost peak out but my greedy hole wouldn’t let it go. Feeling the toy move around in my ass made me wet. Knowing my Dom was going to be very pleased with the progress my hole made gave me chills.

With one more front bend we were finally finished. While everyone clapped and chatted I️ ran out of the gym before saying goodbye. I needed to call him. After running to my car I️ called my Dom, told him the story, and he asked if I️ was okay. Once I️ replied that I️ was, he proceeded to laugh. He reassured me he could “fish it out” back at his office.

I️ was embarrassed. The thought of him placing his fingers in my dirty hole made me wet again. I️ hurried back to him. I couldn’t wait any longer. My holes were sore.

Once I made it to his shop I️ was greeted by his employees then headed back to his office. When I️ opened the door he was sitting down, behind his desk in his chair, smiling, while typing on his laptop. He glanced up at me. He smiled even harder. He even began to chuckle.

“How was the workout today, dear?” he teased me. I️ replied wittily “It was a pain in the ass” and we both laughed.

I️ felt disgusting from all the sweat. My shirt stuck to me. I’m sure I️ smelt of struggle. My hair was wild. My body throbbed with soreness.

He got out from his chair and stood in front of his desk. He brushed my hair back the told me I️ was beautiful. That was always like him though. Even when I felt ugly he made sure to show me I wasn’t.

He grabbed my wrist then smiled when he saw that I️ had sweated the sharpie tattoo off my wrist; that meant I️ had a good work out.

“All right dear let’s go diving!” he cheerful said as he pulled off my spandex pants then peeled my underwear down. He had me place my right leg up higher than my left up on his desk. My legs were sore but I️ obeyed. I️ remember looking at myself in the mirror. I commented how I️ looked like a filthy George Washington crossing the Delaware, he laughed.

He squatted down to rubbed my clit. It surprised me; I️ jumped. He held my foot down then began to increase his speed. I️ could feel his fingers sliding around the outside of my slit. I️ grabbed his shoulders as my pussy began to squeeze. I️ needed to cum already. I️ asked for permission. He said not yet. I begged him to go slower. He traced my pussy lips lightly with his fingertips. It drove me wild. My pussy began to drool to the floor. He saw it. He caught the stream of juices flowing from my pussy into his mouth.

Between him and the toy still floating around in my ass; I️ was hungry for an orgasm. I pleaded to cum. He told me to wait then teased me more. Next, he kissed my inner thighs. It brought both pain and pleasure. They were so sore because of the rubbing from the bike but his wet kisses seem to ease some of the pain. He stood up to grab my face and our lips connected. He began to kiss me. Our tongues danced around in each other’s mouths. His hands slid back to my flooded hole.

His eyes stared at me as his fingers continued dancing around my pussy. He whispered, “The best way to release the toy is by letting it slide out.” I️ replied “yes sir” and then he stopped.

He went back around his desk to the locked drawer. A joint emerged from the desk. I️ let out a sigh of relief. I️ thought he was getting a toy out to tease me with. He opened the window closest to us then sparked the joint. Several puffs entered his mouth. He just stared at me as if I️ were a statute. To him, I️ was a great work of art with my pussy all exposed, lifted, and soaking wet. Once he was finished examining me it was my turn to puff. He placed the joint between my lips.

My instruction was to continue to smoke until I️ began to tingle. I️ puffed the joint slowly to inhale the smoke. After several times I️ began to feel the high. He noticed my eyes went low. My pussy began to spasm. With the joint now back on his lips he puffed it a few times. To free up his both hands he held the joint in between his lips like a toothpick. He bent down to the ground and kneeled in front of me.

With one knee raised, he was eye level with my pussy. He took another hit then blew the smoke onto my clit.

By now my pussy was swollen from a day of edging. I️ was constantly on the brink of cumming. He placed the joint in the ashtray on his desk then looked at me “I️ will make you cum. When you feel cumming let go of everything. Enjoy the ride. Your ass should clench then expand. I️ will be able to get the toy out during the commotion, understood?”

I️ replied “Yes sir” then braced myself for the orgasm. Once again he took his fingers to my clit. He started slowly then quickly picked up the momentum. I️ remember hearing the gushing noises from mg excess wetness as he pushed around my cunt.

There I️ was plugged, edged, sweaty, and now about to cum. It sprung on me quickly. My initial response was grabbing him to stop his hand. The stern look he shot at me made me let go of his wrist. I️ began to cum again and again; one after the other. My legs trembled. I️ could barely keep my position. He saw and once again held my foot down. I️ felt my ass began to twitch. As the last orgasm rolled down my body it exited out of my asshole where my plug resurfaced then dropped to the floor.

Hearing the toy drop was a relief but feeling the toy stretch out my ass was even better. He chuckled while he picked up the toy. He placed it in back in my ass and slapped my cheek. I was reassured bigger plugs were already on the way since the glass toy was too small.

I️ just stood there trying to catch my breath from the last hour and a half I️ endured. He saw how tired I️ was. He asked if I️ needed to be driven home. I️ replied no and that I️ would like to stay with him a little longer. He smiled then sat in his chair behind his desk. He motioned me to sit on his lap. I crawled in his lap where he cuddled me in his comfy wingback chair. There I was able to see all the toys he was ordering on his laptop.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/einljd/plugged_edged_and_sweaty_at_spin_fm