Steven decided to watch and wait as she pushed herself deeper into degradation and submission. He watched daily as she fucked her new roommate in the morning, and her boss at work, the other barista's when she could.
Angela had been free for a full month now with no sign of pursuit she found that a little odd at first but now it was almost a distant memory. Angela's only immediate problem was finding a way to satisfy herself, the closest she had come so far was fucking her new Master and four of his friends.
A sigh then as she rode the bus home from work once again, she had to face the facts she was just...bored. She missed being pushed, she missed performing in the dining hall, if she was being honest she especially missed Master Steven.
Standing as the bus came to a stop she slipped off walking towards the apartment thinking wistfully of being used, of her decisions being made for her, she had to find a happy medium, she wanted to be a slut, but on her terms.
Closing the apartment door behind her she immediately stripped down, tossing her clothes in a hamper near the door. Angela stretched running her hands over her body cupping her tits and pinching her nipples nice and hard. She shivered as she bit her lip her desire instantly coming to life with the pain. Reluctantly releasing her nipples she looked around the apartment seeing a few things that could use cleaning up she set to the work.
Angela found an empty beer bottle as she was cleaning staring she held it in her hand. Trembling she brought the bottom of the glass up to her lips, she moaned as she licked around the base of the green bottle. Moving to the end of the couch she placed the bottle upside down against the arm. Swinging a leg over the bottle she began to squat, guiding the fat bottom towards her puckered ass. Moaning Angela lowered herself until she felt the barely lubed glass push its way into her. Willgiling she forced her self down leaving only an inch or so of the thin neck protruding from her ass.
Standing she began to clean again each step stoking the fire inside her, the cleaning done she went to the bathroom. She stared at the girl in the mirror and didn't recognize her. Oh, she knew the hair and eyes, the cute little nose it was her but at the same time, it wasn't. Angela found herself playing with her nipples as her brain wondered. The bottle still firmly in her ass she moaned as she made a decision, Angela knew what she had to do.
Quickly dressing in a pair of dark black yoga pants that she was sure would show the end of the bottle in her ass she giggled. Slipping on her shoes she looked for her smallest grey half-shirt, the one that barely covered her nipples and always rode up. Moving then she was down the hall and into the elevator.
Once outside she paced on the sidewalk until she could flag down a cab. There was a pause by the girl as one stopped and she moved towards the backseat. Changing her mind she opened the passenger side door and sat down on the bottle end moaning as she did.
The driver was about to complain until he noticed the butt plug as the girl slipped in, the hot little moan and that slutty little look she gave to him. Angela swung the door shut and motioned forward with her hand. "We need to go interstate 109 south" There was a moment of hesitation by the large black cabbie before the car moved back into the street and started for the interstate.
Once moving Angela gave the big man a wink as she laid down on the seat her hands working to open his pants. He was just about to complain when her fingers found his shaft. "Oh shut up and drive." Her free hand slipped the little tank top up as she stroked the large flesh rocket in her hand. "Her play with my tits to take your mind off it." Groaning she wrapped her lips around the fat head then took his entire length down her throat at once.
Angela's actions took Steven off guard and he cursed as she slipped into the cab. Jumping on the radio to alert the follow driver he headed to his car. It took him a little while to catch up and take over the pursuit, the cab was on the interstate driving a good five mph under the speed limit slightly swerving almost as if the driver was drunk.
Angela fingered herself with two fingers pressing hard against the bottle as she deep throated the cabbie. She felt his balls tighten and pushed her face down hard her nose burying in his pubes while he unloaded his hot cum in her throat. She cleaned his cock before tucking it away and sitting up. Angela did pull her hands from her pants licking her fingers clean but she didn't bother covering her tits again, it just didn't matter. Noticing the mile marker on the side of the road she smiled. "I think it is the second exit from here, just stop at the bottom of the ramp I'll get out there."
Once Steven knew where she was going he picked up speed moving around the cab. Pulling out his cell he called ahead to have some of the orderlies set up Angela's old room and to make sure the halls were pretty much empty. He assumed that she would try to sneak back in, and he chuckled thinking about the girl trying to pick up where she left off as if nothing happened.
As the cab moved off the interstate Angela undressed, when the car stopped at the bottom of the ramp she gave the driver a wink before opening the door. "Noone will ever believe this story." Reaching down she pulled the bottle free tossing it lightly on the floorboards before sliding out of the car, closing the door, and slipping into the woods.
