Submitting to My New Life

I wake up slowly, stretching my naked body and allowing my eyes to adjust to the small amount of light coming in from around the edges of my blinds. I smile, remembering my amazing orgasm the night before and taking a minute to replay my first day as a true submissive before beginning this one. I remember the pair of panties that spent the night inside my pussy and decide to leave them in a little longer while I spend 5 minutes with my vibrator.

Picking my vibrator off my bedside table I remember how close I came to orgasm yesterday morning. Focusing on counting seemed to help last night with Sir so I decide to try that again. I start my 5 minute timer and turn my vibrator on to a low steady vibration and hold it against my clit while counting to 10, then slide it down into my pussy and count 10 thrusts before sliding it back up to my clit. The counting helps but after only a couple of minutes I am struggling, sweat coating my body as I try not to focus on the vibrations pulsing through my clit, and the feeling of the vibrator hitting the panties pushed deep inside my pussy with every thrust. Just like yesterday my timer goes off just in time and I pull the vibrator out of me seconds before I would have lost control. I make a mental note to ask Sir later for help with how I can control myself better in the mornings.

I take a quick shower and afterwards when my pussy has calmed down enough to touch, I push my fingers as far into myself as they can go and pull the soaking wet panties out. I put them on the bathroom counter ready for later and head to the kitchen for a quick breakfast. Once again I almost forget about rule number 7, so I go to my computer and print out a copy of my rules and put it up on the refrigerator so I won't forget anything. Pouring cereal into my dog bowl I add more milk than usual, deciding I liked how messy and dirty my face got yesterday. I place my bowl on the floor and kneel down to eat my breakfast. As I eat I think about what is ahead of me for today; fantasy number 6 - Go to a sex shop with a shopping list of 5 items.

Remembering the outfit I lay out last night my arousal starts to build and I notice my fingers are stroking my clit as I finish off my cereal. I sigh and pull my fingers away, licking my bowl clean before standing up and putting it on the sink. Before I head out today I need to get my shopping list ready, so I head back to my computer and slide my little dildo easily inside me as I sit down.

I take a notepad and pen out of my drawer and write "Shopping List" across the top. The first thing on my list is easy:

1 - Bigger dildo to sit on

I think about my conversation online with Sir last night when he suggested I buy some restraints.

2 - Handcuffs

I look up the website for the sex shop I would be visiting and after searching through their entire website I have compiled the rest of my list:

3 - Ball gag

4 - Nipple clamps

5 - Vibrating egg

Looking through the website has made me incredibly horny and it was hard only choosing 5 things for my list. I told myself to put the bare essentials I need on the list and if I want more when I get there I can add to it.

I go to the bathroom and pull my hair back into a tight ponytail. I decide to apply some light makeup as well, just some mascara with a little foundation, blush and lip gloss, hoping it might conceal if my face gets red and embarrassed while in the store. I pick up my still wet panties from the counter and slip them on, feeling the cool wet fabric against my hot pussy. I go back into my bedroom and finish getting dressed, pulling the flowy burgundy skirt up around my waist leaving enough length to just cover my ass, then putting on my loose black cropped t-shirt over my bare tits. I don't have overly large tits, but they are big enough that their movements are very obvious when I'm not wearing a bra.

Lastly I pull on my heeled boots and stand up straight to take a look in the mirror. Looking back at me is undoubtedly a slut looking for attention. My skirt is so short any movement could show off what's underneath, and I am very grateful to at least be wearing panties albeit ones soaked in my pussy juices. Without a bra to push my tits up the hem of my t-shirt only just comes low enough to entirely cover them. I lift my arms up above my head and watch my shirt reveal my tits in the mirror. I am getting sweaty and nervous now - this is too much too fast. After a moment of panic I pull myself together, and focusing on the continuous heat coming from my soaking wet pussy I take a deep breath, grab my purse, shopping list and my dildo and head out the door.

I walk out of my apartment building and down the street to my car. I catch a couple of people looking my way but I focus my eyes on my car ahead and walk quickly past them. Reaching my car I jump inside, shutting the door before pulling my panties to the side and easily sliding my dildo inside me to sit on for the car ride to the sex shop. I am going to the store in the next town over to avoid any chance of running into someone that might recognize me from work.

The car ride takes roughly 15 minutes, and by the time I pull into the almost empty carpark I'm so nervous for what I am about to do that my stomach is aching. I close my eyes and run my fingers under my panties around my clit, letting my arousal replace my nerves. After a few minutes I stop and slide the dildo out of me, licking it and my fingers clean before picking up my purse and heading into the store.

I walk inside and glance around. There are only 3 other people in the store - 2 staff members and another customer. At the front of the store seems to be gag gifts and games presumably for bridal parties and the like. Past that I can see the section for vibrators and dildos, followed by racks of lingerie, sexy outfits and costumes, and along the back of the store looks like fetish items with whips displayed on the wall.

I walk towards the dildos and vibrators to start my shopping. At first I am overwhelmed by the number of shelves filled with different types, sizes and colours, but after a minute or two I calm down and start comparing different dildos to find which one suits my needs best. I have just about settled on a 7" curved pink dildo when I notice a display on the end of the aisle showing realistic dildos with balls and suction cup bases.

I pick up a box and read the back which says it is great for sticking to wood, tiles and glass. Immediately my mind starts listing off all the places I could put it; on the table or benches, the shower, the middle of the floor, mirrors and windows, and of course my wooden desk chair. I turn the box back around to look at the dildo. It looks soft and rubbery and could possibly even stick to my cars leather seats, at the very least the rubbery material would keep it from moving around. I start comparing the sizes, since I will need to sit on it I don't want it too big, but I don't want it to be so small I can't feel it like my current one. I decide to get two, a 7" and an 8", as well as the pink one I saw before. I am so horny it's a miracle I don't just open the box and start fucking myself right now. I'm happy that my arousal has outweighed my nerves and I will be able to get more than enough to keep me busy for a while.

As I head over to look at the vibrators one of the staff members comes up to me and offers me a basket. I feel my face get hot and I sheepishly accept the basket without making eye contact. I am embarrassed knowing the staff has been watching me walking around with my arms full of dildos, but I close my eyes briefly taking a deep breath to calm myself down once more. I begin to feel a sense of urgency wanting to leave the store sooner rather than later, so instead of looking at all the vibrators I go straight to the shelf of small concealable ones and pick up one I had seen on the website earlier this morning. It is a black oval shaped vibrating egg with a small loop at the base so it can be easily taken out, and has a small remote that controls the mode and intensity . I put it in my basket and walk past the clothing section to the back of the store to get the rest of the items on my list.

Starting with handcuffs I get two pairs of plain metal ones with keys to unlock them. Next I start looking for a ball gag. Seeing the gagged faces on all the boxes amps up my arousal again so it completely takes over my nerves. I choose one that comes with 3 different sized balls which says on the box it is for training. Last item on my list is the nipple clamps, so I examine all the different options and decide I want clamps that are connected by a chain because I think I could have more fun with that down the line. Just as I'm about to pick one up I see a box on a higher shelf that has the set of nipple clamps I want, but also comes in a kit with a wide tipped crop, two sets of velcro cuffs and a blindfold. Without hesitating I grab it and add it to my basket.

As soon as I realise I have everything from my list, my stomach lurches because now I have to take my very full basket to a staff member at the counter. Aside from dropping everything and sprinting from the store I don't have a choice, so I steel myself and walk to the counter, placing my basket on top. The staff member looks at my basket, then at me with a small smile playing on her lips. She asks if I needed anything else today and I shake my head, not even able to make eye contact with her. She then opens up my vibrator to check it works, flicking it through a couple of the settings I'm sure just to drag out my torture. Then she asks if I would like to buy a bottle of toy cleaner and I shake my head again.

"OK then that comes to $351.65"

I choke a little as my breath catches in my throat. I haven't been looking at the prices of anything, I was too focused on what I was getting and how I'm going to use it all. I pull my credit card out of my purse and pay for my items. I'll be saving money now anyway only eating meals that can go in a dog bowl so it's fine, I can afford this. I take my bags and walk quickly out of the store and back to the safety of my car.

As soon as I'm in my car I feel all of the adrenaline and arousal over what I have just done. I take my purchases out of the bags and lay them on the seat next to me to admire. This feels like the first big step towards changing my lifestyle to being a complete submissive. Unable to wait until I get home, I open the box of my new 7" suction cup dildo so I can sit on it on the way home. I slide off my panties completely and wipe them on my dildo so it becomes wet with my pussy juices. I lift myself up with one hand and push the suction cup base down onto the leather seat with the balls facing towards my ass.

The suction cup sticks firmly to the leather and I slowly slide myself down onto the cock. I moan instinctively as I feel it filling me up far more than my little old dildo ever did. I haven't had sex in months so the feeling of being filled up is almost foreign to my pussy and it contracts around the cock which is almost completely inside me now. I lower myself fully onto the dildo, the balls pushing against my ass as my pussy adjusts to the intrusion. I am able to sit down on it completely, but unlike with my old dildo I can feel every inch of it inside me.

Fighting the urge to start riding my new dildo I start the car and begin the drive home. It takes about half the drive to get used to being held in place by my dildo, but by the time I park my car in front of my building I feel like this is exactly right. The entire drive home I could think of nothing else but what a filthy slut I was, driving with no bra or panties under my outfit that barely covered anything, held in place by a cock. Essentially being controlled by a cock. Regretfully I slide myself off the dildo, putting it and everything else back in to the bags before getting out of the car to head inside.

I enter the building and am starting up the first flight of stairs when I hear someone come in after me. I glance over my shoulder to see it's the man who lives in the apartment above me. He looks to be aged in his early 40's, his dark hair trimmed short and his body looks very fit. I have never spoken to him but we occasionally cross paths in the mornings as I leave for work when he comes back from his early morning run. I'm halfway up the first flight when I remember what I am wearing. My skirt barely covers anything while I'm on flat ground let alone going up stairs, and my panties are still on the floor of my car. If he walks behind me and looks up he will practically see inside me. I am about to turn around to go back down the stairs when I notice the dildos sitting at the top of my bags of shopping. If I head back down past him he will definitely see what is in my bags. This is a lose-lose situation if I've ever seen one.

I decide the best course of action is to get to my apartment as fast as possible, so I start walking quickly up the stairs. When I get to the first landing I glance back at him and see he hasn't even noticed me as he is looking down at his phone while he walks. I breathe a sigh of relief and decide to make a run for it while he's not paying attention so I start taking the steps two at a time. My change of pace catches his attention right at the moment I misstep and stumble on a step, causing me to bend down fully to steady myself. As I'm bent over catching myself I see his head snap up and his eyes widen as he gets a look at my bare uncovered ass and my pussy that is definitely still glistening with Its own juices. I stand up quickly and continue to my apartment, walking quickly still but forgoing the mad panicked sprint up the stairs. He stays rooted to the spot and I don't hear his footsteps resume until I am closing the door behind me, safely back in my apartment.