i was looking at the screen, deciding if i should say yes to Master's question. He had asked me if he should help me edge, as i was instructed to do, outside my apartment. A stupid thought, because the question was more of a formality than something i could say no to. Not that i would say no... the whole point of me edging so often was to get me to be horny all day. i'm different when i'm that state. Willing and controllable, slutty.
He asked what i was wearing and when i said:
"A t-shirt and knee socks Sir"
"No panties?"
"No Sir, i wasn't allowed any all week."
Another one of the things he makes me do to get me in that horny state.
i stared at the animation that shows he's writing... it was a long sentence...
"Wear the dress I selected for you over your clothes, take a buttplug in your hand and walk to the balcony. There, I want you to take off your dress, remove all your other clothes, sit on all fours, insert the plug and put your dress back on. Come back with your clothes in your hand and return to the computer."
i walked to the closet where i kept his clothes. i had given him a budget and he decided what i had to buy, put them in a separate part of my closet and his orders and specifications, and they were his property. i could only wear them if he told me to. i put on the dress over my shirt and went out of my apartment, up the stairs, and to the top floor of our building, to a shared balcony (more of a roof garden). i looked around at the windows. i was relieved to see the blinds down on the windows nearby. i removed my clothes, got on all fours, and inserted the buttplug, lubricating it with the juices my body was producing all week. Standing up, i looked around. Some guy might be peeking, i hoped he liked what he saw. i put my dress on and picked up the clothes, getting back behind the computer.
He ordered me to get a rope and tie a harness, inserting the remote egg inside. i was alarmed but did as told, i'm a good girl, after all. Well, it all depends on who you ask i guess.
With the harness tied i came back to the screen. He asked if i could walk with it and decided to make me test this by getting a wooden spoon from the kitchen, and when i came back, he made me spank myself. My poor pussy was confused by each hit; arousal, and pain, they canceled each other out and at the same time, that pain and arousal replaced my thoughts. i really was a mindless toy at this point.
He made me put on his thigh high stockings, his high heels and ordered me to go outside. With a dripping wetness between my legs, i went outside, painfully aware of me being dressed like a slut would dress, and wondering what the deal was with the remote.
Using chat on my phone, he directed me to a bench, underneath a tree, and made me put the remote under it. After that, i was told to sit at the bus stop and tell him i was ready.
i really wasn't thinking straight, because i never wondered why i had to put the remote there. i was focussed on the bus-stop and the group of people there. They looked at me and talked about me. At least i thought they were.
i sat on the metal grid and carefully pulled out my dress from under me. i'm not allowed to sit on it, so my bare ass touched the cold metal, making me shiver and hardening my nipples, who were poking now. Suddenly the egg started. Someone was there and playing with the remote. i wondered who it was, but thinking clearly was not easy, with the cold metal and my pussy feeling hot on the inside but wet and cold on the outside.
On the chat my master texted:
"Do you like that buzz? You are not allowed to look back, and definitely not allowed to cum. if you are getting too close just raise your hand."
i didn't have time to think about it because at that moment one of the guys asked me if i wanted to go with them. i told Master and he said to tell him i was waiting, so i did. He kept looking at me until he was on the bus, and i was trying to not show i was getting close to cumming from the egg, buzzing inside.
i was crazy horny and focussed on the sensations, holding back my orgasm and talking to Sir. i noticed a man standing just outside the bus-stop, looking at me. He was nice looking, dark haired and with a stubble. i only glanced at him, trying to hide the state i was in.
He came toward me and said "hi".
i said "hi" back.
"You are very pretty" he said. "What are your plans for the day?"
The vibrator was buzzing hard as i raised my hand. The guy kept looking at me, a bit puzzled at the gesture, but still looking, inspecting me almost. i felt relief as the buzz lowered.
"You are dressed like you should be feeling cold, but you seems to be quite hot, are you ok?"
He emphasized the "quite hot".
i couldn't decide if he was complimenting my looks, commenting on my sweatiness, or if my near-orgasm state was that obvious.
i answered that i was waiting for a guy, and that i was a bit nervous. The man stepped closer to me. i could smell his aftershave, his clothes. He said that whoever i was waiting for was lucky, because i looked hot as hell, sexy, and "up for fun". He sat down next to me, i felt his movements through the bench. i hoped he didn't feel the vibrations
The vibrator turned high and i stiffened, and let out a moan and quickly raised my hand. He looked over at me, i was turning red, and still on my phone, chatting to Master. God i was so horny. Thoughts raced through my mind as i wondered who the guy was, if he was "in on it"
Master texted: 'Do you want to cum?'
"i am so horny sir, please let me cum tonight."
"How long has it been since your last orgasm?"
"About a month, Sir, please take me home and let me make myself cum..."
The vibrator turned a level higher. i felt the wetness of my pussy dripping past my thighs.
The man sitting right next to me said "You look horny! I'm getting turned on just watching you."
it startled me a bit, he sounded confident. i looked over and saw him getting hard. He didn't hide it.
