Master K had taken control. i'd given up fighting; i began begging for His attentions. He enjoyed sending me out as a cheap slut; a truly desperate housewife begging to serve and please. It became my purpose, my lot, to meet His demands to ensure He is pleased. And He takes great pleasure in making me serve, in showing me my place, my worth.
He particularly likes to send me as a special "treat" for those poor cart-boys at Wal-mart. They work so hard and He thinks they deserve a break occasionally; so, i go to get used however He says. Some days i offer my mouth, some days my cunt or ass, but mostly He wants me to offer everything.
So, one evening i went to the local Wal-Mart as ordered by Master to treat the poor hardworking cart-boys. i was wearing nothing but my trench coat and heels. Master wanted to make sure that they all had easy access, and i was obliged to be prepared.
i was walking across the parking lot and loosening my coat. i was getting ready to be the main attraction for their evening break. Then, the next thing i know, some cop is pulling up next to me. He came out of nowhere. Of course, with my coat open he saw everything. He had a front-seat view of all my "assets;" my naked tits and cunt.
He stopped the car, got out of the front seat, and opened the rear door. "Alright, get in the car. Cover up and sit down." i dropped to the seat, clutching my coat closed, stunned. i thought it was over for me for certain; i was thoroughly embarrassed.
i was headed to the station; my family would find out, my marriage would be over. He asked for my ID. i didn't have any, but i was too stunned not to give him my name and information. He even said that next time i better keep that stuff in the house. Then he got in the front seat on his computer; i was sitting there forever, and he seemed so angry.
When he walked to the back of the car, he started telling me how this could put me in jail. He told me it was dangerous, that i could get hurt, and that i was just another stupid housewife out to get cheap thrills.
i looked up at him, and in a small voice told him i'd suck his cock if he let me go. He leaned in closer and asked what i'd said; so, i repeated myself. "If you let me go, i'll suck your cock." He got very quiet, and i thought i had only made it worse.