(I'm back and standing as I type this, so I apologize for any typos. My ass was stripped by my Master's crop and my ass plugged with a fat dildo. I've gone through a time where I seem to be constantly in need of discipline. That weekend with Master when he fucked me in the gents then had Charlie join us was so wonderful I thought myself trained, but Master has been tough on me and now I must try once again to tell you what a bad slut I've been -- Marie)
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Kevin and I returned from that weekend and everything seemed great for a week or so. I went to work most days except for those when I had someone to cover the store and Kevin required me with Him. Those mornings when I was off I began to wake Kevin by making love to His cock. I loved putting Him in my mouth and making passionate love to His cock, feeling it grow in my mouth and then throb as my actions brought on. I guess I fell in love with His cock then, and always wanted to kiss it, suck it and most of all feel it explode in my mouth. I'd become so used to the taste of Him that it became sort of a need I developed to taste Him as often as I could. I assumed He enjoyed it too as he always let me lave His cock and he never failed to fill my mouth and stomach with His hot gooey ejaculate.
Then we'd get up and spend the day together. Kevin always dressed me on those days and while I never wore panties or a bra, I was always covered. I mean the blouses were always such that my tits were obvious and the skirts short enough to make sitting a delicate issue, but I wasn't exposed all the time, only when He wanted to, when He felt that some humiliation was good for me. Like the night in our local pub when He masturbated me and let our friends play with and see my tits, He would now and again expose me to strangers. Most times it was always indirect and while I knew I was seen it never seemed to be intentional. At least not obviously intentional if you know what I mean.
Then one morning after I sucked His cock dry and was languishing on the bed enjoying the taste of His cum as I swallowed it slowly, Kevin said.
"I think it a good day for shopping Slut. Let's get on with it."
He dressed me in a simple skirt and blouse, no hose, panties or bra and a nice six-inch heel. On this shopping trip we went to a place that specialized in hand made clothing, not a cheap place at all. Kevin selected the materials and the one He chose for the blouses He elected to have made was not the typical sheer material He usually selected in my blouses. These would be made of heavier cotton almost like a men's dress shirt. I could not hear his instructions to the seamstress but they talked for a long while and Kevin often pointed to the design. Shaking her head and smiling the seamstress had Kevin sign the order and promised the blouses in a day or so. The balance of the day we wandered thru town and after lunch Kevin took me into an alley.
"Strip for me slut." We were in a fairly secluded alley bit still in the middle of the day and it was a sunny clear day. I hesitated then unzipped my skirt and unbuttoned my blouse letting both garments fall to the dirty ground. Kevin then had me bend over a trashcan while He used his belt on my ass striking my ass cheeks and listening to me count.
"One thank you Master."
He'd given me twenty lashes to each cheek and by the time he was done I was dripping pussy juice down my thighs. He stepped up behind my red swollen ass and slid his cock into my pussy. I was so wet he slid in fast and deep and I gasped at the sudden and deep insertion. Half of my mind was in heaven as His cock plowed me and the other half at the mouth of the alley waiting to be seen. Kevin sensed my distraction and pulled His cock out. As I turned to look back at Him, to apologize, he pushed His hard and pussy soaked cock into my ass. Once again I gasped as his cock split my ass apart and I felt Him put all of His cock inside my tight asshole. He's never fucked my ass outdoors and although shocked I was soon enjoying that fat cock ramming in and out of me. Just as His cock shuddered and jerked inside my ass, a woman stood at the end of the alley and stared at us. Kevin's cock exploded and I groaned aloud as I felt his hot jet of cum spray my anal passage. No sooner had He stopped cuming then he pulled his soiled cock out and spun me about and shoved it in my mouth.
Obediently I licked and sucked His cock clean swallowing the juices of my pussy and ass along with the remnants of His cum. The woman never moved, even after Master let me dress, she stood there and watched us walk from the alley. As we passed her she said.
"I see you've trained this slut well Sir. I think though that she is using you. I think she may like the humiliation and pain too much, at least the way you're doing it. In some ways she seemed in control back there. You might want to mix it up a bit, change the discipline, perhaps it's become too comfortable for your slut."
I was shocked that this small young woman made that speech but Master wasn't. He said to her.
"I've thought so for a bit now, I sense she finds ways to make me paddle her ass or expose her. You're right about that. I've already made some changes and once I have her home they will start. My names Kevin and this is my slut Marie."
"I'm Angela and my slut Paul is at work. Pleasure to meet you and if you ever want to discuss discipline with me, here is my number. She's a pretty slut, Kevin, but as you know its not the looks but the attitude that will make her the slut you want."
Off she went, Angela, who had a male slut named Paul. I could not help but be startled still about her words and about how true they sounded. I had come to love the spankings and the exposure, and in fact looked forward to them. Then thinking about what Master had said, my stomach clenched at what new disciplines he had in store for me.
Then Kevin handed me Angela's card. He said.
"Keep that slut, and if you continue to trouble me, maybe I'll have you call her and beg for a lesson."
I never wanted to see that bitch again, and I know that Master would expect me to keep the card so I would, but I would also make sure He was never so dissatisfied with me that I'd have to use it. I wanted to be with Master and no one else. I hesitated then asked.
"Master, may your slut speak?"
"What is it slut?"
"Sir, I will do anything you ask of me, you know this slut is willing and ready to give you anything. Please do not give me to another Master or Mistress. I beg you Sir."
He was quiet for a long while as we walked aimlessly about the town. Finally He said.
"Slut, I know some get pleasure from seeing their submissive fucked by others, but it gives me no pleasure to think of it. Yet, my slut, you need to be trained so I will promise you that you will not be shared, unless you need it, and it will pain me to do that to you slut."