Madison Revealed-06
{Conclusion to Madison Revealed. Previous chapters will not be rehashed, this is not a stand alone story}
"So when they fuck you in your butt....do you like it?" I asked her a few days after my fucking by Kurt. Him saying, "if you got my seat wet I'll take it out on your ass," made me constantly think about it, the possibilities, and what that may mean.
"It's the most debasing, embarrassing, dominance enforcing, sometimes painful....reminder of what a slut is and how she needs to be treated, at least for me," Katja said thoughtfully. "I've never "given" anyone anal. For me, it's only been taken, with my submission, of course. In that sense it's totally consensual. Do I just say, "hey, do you want to try anal tonight?" No, they just take it because that's what they want."
"Wow. I mean, you've had a finger in me before....can you....help me get better at it?" I squeaked with embarrassment.
So, for the next few days, any time we were pleasing each other (which was often now, between our "sessions" with men), she got me used to bigger and bigger dildos. At first, even the little one almost took my breath away, I felt so full. But, with her licking my clit and playing with my nipples each time, and using my own wetness, she was able to relax me into taking the bigger one. I wasn't at the "big black cock dildo" level yet, though. I'll admit, I came hard after each time, too, being filled along with her tongue on me, the experience being so new for me.
"I just want to be able to....you know.....if they need that."
"I understand, and they will, they always do. Just a suggestion, though."
"What's that?"
"Do NOT start with Kurt!" she smiled, but I could tell she was warning me. "He is too thick, he'd tear that up, you'd never allow that again."
"So...Brennan then?" I asked hopefully, but just partly teasing.
"Do you want me to ban him from your body forever? You'd better just stop, young lady!" But she smiled softly after. "Someday....someday maybe he'll earn his rights back."
I knew they'd been having some trouble. He seemed to have been spending a lot of nights sleeping at his brother's. I think he wasn't as much into denial as she wanted him to be.
She surprised me one day with a butt plug. It was medium sized. She saw my face when she showed it to me.
"It's SUPPOSED to get you used to it, dear. You wear this in the house and have to ask me to take it out."
"Yes, ma'am."
It had a red, ruby like fake jewel on the outside. She loved the way it looked up my ass. That first hour trying to waddle around the house was unforgettable. After a few days, though, I got much better at walking with it and getting used to it. It actually gave me a comfort in a way, knowing it was in me, and that it was a representation of Katja's control over me and what I'd become.
It's hard to describe the fall or the descent. I had to this point. Mere months ago I had only had one lover, had never sucked anyone off, and knew nothing more than missionary style sex. Now, here I was, just coming off an episode where basically some stranger, or barely more than a stranger, took me nude from my own house, fucked me in a park and then made me crawl naked back down my driveway when he was done with me. I'd sucked off more than a half dozen men (not counting Sam or Brennan) by that point (well technically, Katja makes me count them on occasion, from my diary), but it's a lot. I'd been a house mouth slut, an exhibition bimbo...whew. It seems like it's been forever and it's been only months. I felt like I was falling into a pit I'd never be able to escape, and that was okay by me, I'd never been so constantly thrilled, forever on edge.
What never went away is the fear, the anxiety, the dread of, "what's next?" I mean, the Kurt thing, wow, how do you top that? Funny thing is, I knew I would, I was a snowball running down a mountain. I still felt like a neophyte, compared to Katja, who had been revealing more and more of her past. I knew I'd have to face things like that. I think Katja was driven to make me, as well. Things happen quickly when that woman sets her mind on something.
After a few days of abstinence, which was unusual for us, which included constant teasing each other about calling Eva's place, on my part, or calling Kurt's place, on hers, she got that look like, "it's time for something." I also had the constant vision of her submitting to Eva, it got me excited every time. I also thought about Eva's threat to "bring guy friends," next time. I really wanted to have her submit to cock, too, I lucked into that.
I had told her about what Kurt said, about just texting me when he wanted a blowjob and she said, "good for him. I'm surprised more guys haven't called you on it, seems like he's the only one with the proper balls to do it." I knew that was her okay for it. I began to dread every time my phone buzzed, even though my body knew I was in denial.
The interesting thing was when I told her about when he said, "send the big tittied slut to the car on occasion."
She had at first a smirk, then kind of pained expression. "What did you tell him?!"
"I uh, I didn't say no....I wasn't supposed to, right?" I said nervously.
"Did you say yes?"
"I don't think so, I'm not sure," I said, trying to recall the conversation, I think I was more worried at that time about crawling naked down the street.
"Okay...." she said, sounding relieved, though I saw her pull at her panties, trying to be covert, like she was adjusting.
I was beginning to learn, pick up on things. She was edgy. That bothered her. I was starting to notice when it was bothering her in the same way that Eva "bothered" her. I had several reasons for pressing it. One, everything she did just turned me the fuck on, the thing with Eva just proved it. I wanted something like that again. Two, she seems even more dominant than usual after she submits. I needed to dominated, punished, used....I was so worked up after everything that had happened.
"Maybe I did say yes," I blurted out, totally bluffing. "I honestly am not sure, that was when he was pushing for another go at my pussy and basically shoving me naked into the street."
I saw that bothered look on her face again. I was actually having an effect. Fuck, I recognized it, she wanted it. She was totally focused on her own "protocol" of handling situations like this. I'd seen her reaction to my blowing him that time, and then her face with my descriptions of the fucking.....well damn, she wanted that dick, too. I knew the game, though. She'd never put up with his cocky, arrogant shit. She'd cut his dick off first....UNLESS it was part of her submission. I thought about our agreement from before, about not being able to say no to him, outside of imminent danger. I wondered if that included her, if he asked, like he did. I pressed it.
"Wow, I didn't realize what that might mean," I said, laying out the trap.
"What? What do you mean?" she asked with interest.
"Well, me not being able to say no. If I DID say yes....does that....include you? Do I even have the right to include you in it?"
I was testing her. "Let's see how much she wants it," I said to myself.
"Well no, of course not!" she huffed.
