My first weekend as a fuckdoll, part 2 [M/F]

You told me you had booked us a reservation at an expensive steak restaurant for dinner, so I took myself to the washroom on the upper floor to clean myself up and fix my hair and makeup.

A few minutes later you follow and hand me a gift bag. The first thing I pull out of the bag is a beautiful long black dress, long sleeved with a deep v neckline and slits down both sides of the legs.

I beam about how thankful I am and you  respond, “well my fuckdoll has to be looking the part. The shoes to match are downstairs, theres still more in the bag for you as well.”

I pulled out the last two items from the bag, first a jewel studded anal plug – much bigger than the one we typically use, then a lacy thong with a remote attached to it.

You move in closer and reach back down towards my still dripping pussy through the hole in my ripped leggings and smirk as you lean in to whisper, “your job during dinner is to keep the plug in. If you’re good, you might even get a treat at the end of the night.”

My first weekend as a fuckdoll, part one [M/F]

You had booked us an airbnb for the weekend, secluded, away from everything/everyone else. It’s a massive house with a lot of bedrooms, a hot tub/jacuzzi, pool table, vr, and a lot of other amenities.

A few nights before while drinking and talking about the trip I said I would be your fuckdoll for the weekend. We both acted like the convo hadn’t happened but got prepared for it individually.

We get to the airbnb, gawk at how big it is at the entryway and start making our way into the house.

Standing in the kitchen, I kiss you and talk about how amazed I am you got this place for us.

You kiss me back, softly at first, breaking off to kiss my check, then jaw, and neck, all the while slowly moving your hand down, your fingers caressing my skin until your hand finally grabs a hold of my boob.

You pulled a bit as i let out a small moan before switching to my nipple.