Linda dreamt of the field that night as she slumbered soundly. She had wanted to push Mark to really go to town on her, to ravish her completely but he had met and then far exceeded her hopes and expectations. Mark was still seething with erotic excitement and he slept more fitfully the events of the last day playing over in his head and merging with anticipation of what was to come. He woke early the next morning and leaned across to Linda who was sleeping peacefully. He got out of bed and decided that after all she had gone through that she needed a long undisturbed rest. She would have to be rejuvenated for what he had planned. He prepared Linda's outfit for the day and left a note beside her head and then he went downstairs to get breakfast. He ate in the quiet house but the sounds and sights of their frenzied fucking filled his mind. Linda slept on for another few hours and awoke drowsily and slowly. The muscles of her body carried memories of her ravaging. They were tired but in a satisfied way just as they were after a life enhancing work out at the gym. Her pussy was throbbing mildly and her ass was slightly tender. She stretched her arms behind her and yawned deeply. She looked to her left and wondered where Mark had gone. Then she turned her head to the right and felt some paper brush her cheek. She clasped it in one hand and read it. "My dearest slave, when you have showered put on the uniform I have prepared for you on the bed and meet me downstairs for breakfast."
Linda smiled to herself. She wondered what she was expected to wear today. Stepping out of the bed she put on her slippers and felt some dried cum crack and crumble as she twisted her torso to look at what was on the bed. There was a red sheer one piece garter lingerie dress laid out on the bed with 4 inch open toed heels. Linda felt the material. It was soft, smooth and very thin. She left it down and could see the words "Slave for cock" still emblazoned on her arm. Some images from last night instantly jumped into her head. Her body crushed against the window as Mark shagged her from behind. Images of the people she could spy through her breath on the open window as she was fucked hard. The feel of the wine on her boobs and Mark's sucking and licking. The deliciously daring thrill of walking into the garage trussed up like a total slut beneath her small jacket while a bullet vibe buzzed in her soaking snatch. The memory of the shop assistant's eyes feasting on her figure, the hint of cleavage, the strip of creamy thigh above the knee high stockings, all of which promised further delights to any man. Mark's moans mixing with the noises of the road as his velvet hardness pushed up into her mouth seeking out its wet warmth echoed in her mind and she remembered the thrill she felt when she felt him squirting against the back of her throat while she clasped at his base with her lips. She recalled the feel of the cool night air swirling and swishing around her almost naked flesh as Mark tugged at her collar to the tree where she was bent over and taken. And her delirium as he pummelled her into the grass like a mindless Neanderthal before he plastered her face with his sticky, creamy load. Linda opened her eyes once more and could feel a warm moistness stirring in her pussy. She sighed softly to herself and got a towel from the press. She removed the stained white knee highs and took off the collar and went into the shower. The warm water massaged her fatigued body and washed the ground in remains of her husband's seed. Some had got into her hair and she cleaned it thoroughly. She scrubbed her arms and the red lettering faded away. She dried off and sat naked on the bed blow drying her hair. When she was finished she felt refreshed but hungry. She turned and picked up the sheer, red lingerie outfit. It had a halter neck loop and a low cut back with a waist band. She slipped her body up through the waist band and passed her head through the halter top. The material clung to her curves like a second skin. It angled out from her neck on either side and wrapped around the outside of her boobs leaving just the corners peeking out as it reached around halfway down her back and down to a built in garter belt. Two stocking suspender thigh highs dandled below this. Linda slid her long, lithe legs into the clinging fabric stretching out the entire piece. She pulled the stockings tight until they reached halfway up her thighs and the garter attachments were taut. The upper part of the outfit pressed hard against the outline of her tits and pulled them in together. The garter belt base just stretched to below her below her ass though when she bent it rode right up. Linda slipped her feet into the heels and clipped them in place. She looked in the mirror. The sheer material showed was semi-transparent though it painted her skin a vivid red. Her nipples and areolas showed right through and it clung to her lissom curves in all the right places. Linda put a hand on one hip and pulled a pose. She felt supremely sexy and knew that Mark wouldn't be able to keep his hands off for long. She ruffled her hair and let it fall about her face and then walked downstairs. She had deliberately eschewed any panties. She paraded into the kitchen and saw Mark at the table his eyes looking her up and down appreciatively.
"Well does your slut slave meet with your approval?" she asked coquettishly while she did a twirl.
"You most certainly do, you look fucking gorgeous and beautifully fuckable." Mark got up and embraced her kissing her deep and passionately, crushing her to him.
"We are going to have a quiet day in after yesterday's exertions, and I bet you are very hungry. Even slaves need their nourishment, and some hard working slaves need more than most. Sit down."
Linda slid into a chair and crossed her stocking clad legs that stretched long in front of her. Mark prepared an omelette while she ate some cereal and drank some juice. She was ravenous and devoured the food. Her boobs were bouncing within the mesh confines of the stretched, sheer outfit. When she was finished she suddenly realised that she was entirely unaware of the time. She looked at the clock. It was 4 o clock already. She must have a very long lie in. Mark sat down beside her and rubbed a hand up and down her thigh.
"You look sensational, but just because we aren't going out you still have to look your best." With that Mark placed some make-up on the table. He opened some red lip stick and told Linda to pucker up. He lathered it on thickly really over accentuating her lips. Next he applied some mascara and blusher and purple eye shadow. He stepped back and smiled broadly.
"Perfect. Now get upstairs and wait for me in the single room."
Linda could hear the lust building in his voice again and his tone sent a thrill of excitement through her loins. She sashayed up the stairs and caught a glimpse of herself in their full length mirror through an open door. She thought to herself that she looked like a total whore. This would have bothered her in the past but now she savoured the feeling. She knew now that whores were aware of how ultra-visual men were and played up their sensuality to gratify the natural impulses of men. She got great pleasure from driving him wild and she knew that by revving up her man to the max mind blowing, toe curling sex was her reward. Walking into the spare room her mind was spinning with anticipation. There was just a single bed in this room with raised headboards at either side. This bedroom bordered the house next door and noise could easily filter through the wall. Mark followed close behind her. His eyes were focused and determined.
"Sit down on the bed facing me." Linda did so sitting on the side of the bed. "Now lean back, arms to the side, slide back a bit."
Linda's boobs stretched the sheer nylon still further and they pointed to the ceiling. Her legs dangled over the edge of the bed. Mark put on some rock music in the background. He knelt on the bed beside her and she suddenly felt him fasten something to her wrist. She looked over. It was a velco cuff which Mark had attached to some rope. He pulled the rope lifting her arm up off the bed to her side. He tied the rope to the headboard at the bottom of the bed. Linda watched breathlessly as Mark did the same to her other arm. Then Mark attached two ankle cuffs. He then pulled her legs wide and to the side until her toes were level with her hips and also lifted off the bed. Linda could feel the muscles in her legs tighten and then relax as they got used to this strange position. She was now spread eagled before Mark on the bed, completely captive and exposed. She stared up into Mark's eyes as he drank in the vision before him and involuntarily licked his lips. He had decided that she really got off from losing control, which allowed her to give in to her deepest and darkest desires. He had decided to really play on that. He also enjoyed the feeling of power he felt over her suspended, voluptuous and smoking hot figure gift wrapped before him in luscious curve enhancing lingerie. She lay there slender and supple a slim. At that moment a cell phone started ringing. Both Mark and Linda had the same ring tone.
"I'd better check who it is." Mark said. He came back holding Linda's phone and wearing a big grin. He answered the phone.
"Hello Mary," Linda's eyes widened, it was her mother.
"Well I'm very well thanks, never better. How are you? Ohh good, good. Yes Linda is here, I'll just get her now." Linda was shaking her head furiously but Mark held the phone to her ear. With his other hand he began stroking Linda's legs up and down and then inside her inner thighs.
"Ohhh, helloooo mother. OHHH I'm well thanks." Linda understandably sounded distracted, her voice a little unsteady.
" Ohhh you know work is work, nothing strange ahhh really. Ohhh I just have a bit of a muscle twinge in my right arm. It comes and goes. Ahhh."
Mark had just buried his head into her crotch that was now exposed by her spread eagled legs. He was lapping her warm pussy lips gently.
"Ohhh yesss sure, we'd love to make dinner next week. But mother I really have to go now, I'm desperate for the toilet, sorry. Bye now." Linda glared down at Mark who ended the call and licked Linda out in earnest. She thrust her head back and groaned loudly.
"Ohhhh Jesuuusss Chriiissttt , ohhhhhhh fuckkkkkkk." As Mark buried his tongue deep within her as her reached up and squeezed and fondled her tits.