She breathed a sigh of relief as she walked out the door of her office. Work had been very testing for her and she needed to free up some tension. She headed down the road towards town, her heels click-clacking as she moved. She looked quite conservative in her uniform, she wore tights and a knee length pencil skirt with a fitted shirt buttoned up over her ample cleavage. No one would know to look at her that she was a cock hungry whore who wore no panties and craved cock in any hole. As she headed into the supermarket and picked up a basket, she looked round at the other shoppers. A tall, fair haired man caught her eye as he walked by, then disappeared down the wine aisle. She smiled to herself, the mood she was in made her think of cock and she wondered what his would feel like if he thrust it into her now damp pussy.
She walked round the supermarket searching for items on her shopping list. She felt a vibration against her leg, her phone buzzed and she reached to get it out of her coat pocket. It was a text.
"Slut, you better have your toy with you. I don't care where you are, go and put it up your tight wet cunt immediately."
It was her master, the filthy bastard that made her ache for his cock. Her pussy tingled and her nipples stiffened just from reading his text. She turned around and headed towards the toilets, she was an obedient slut and her vibrating egg was in her handbag, charged and ready to buzz her into a mind blowing orgasm. She locked herself in a cubicle and took off her shoes, she slid her tights down her long slender legs and put them in her bag. The filthy slut spread her legs and parted her swollen, slick pussy lips slipping in the egg inside her. As she did so she realised she didn't have the remote for the toy, her master did. Had he realised this? What was the point of it being inside her if she couldn't switch it on? He couldn't know where she was, could he? The text had said he didn't care where she was. Confused but still excited she put her heels back on and opened a few buttons of her shirt to make her cleavage visible, then headed back out to the store to complete her shopping.
As she walked she couldn't help but look round too see if she could see her master, she was so busy scanning the aisles and searching faces, she let out a gasp as the egg started vibrating violently in her pussy. She stopped and gripped the shelf of yoghurts in front of her, a elderly lady stopped to ask her if she was ok, but all she could do was nod as she knew if she opened her mouth more gasps and groans would escape her. Shivers of pleasure ran up and down her body as the toy drove her wild. She felt another buzzing now, it was coming from her phone again.
"Keep moving," the text simply said.
He was here.
She took a deep breath in and then carried on sauntering around the shelves of food. As she walked she could feel pussy juice running out of her cunt and down her thighs, all she could think of was cock filling her up and stretching her open. She would love to be bent over and given a good hard fucking against one of the racks in front of her. As she cornered the next aisle she came face to face with the fair haired man that had caught her eye earlier. He smile at her and then walked on by. She thought of his cock again and wondered what he would think of her if he knew what a dirty bitch she was? Her phone buzzed again, bringing her thoughts back to her master.
"Go back to the toilets, go into a cubicle but do not lock the door," the message read.