1. The package.
The package was small, and very unassuming. Just a little box that had been left in the box. It was there Wednesday evening when Candy checked her mail.
She took it inside and sat on the edge of her bed and opened it. Inside were just two items. One was a pendent necklace on a thin chain. The other a single piece of paper, folded in quarters. On the paper, written in flowing cursive was the following message: "Wear it with something appropriate. I will retrieve you at 10pm Saturday night. - Pierce."
Candy felt a shiver at seeing his name, and a flush of warmth between her thighs.
Taking the neckless from the box, Candy let the pendent dangle on its thin chain. It was a single word in stainless steel cursive. It said "Cumslut."
The warmth spread out from between her thighs and Candy's nipples began to harden. She was thinking of the last time Pierce had taken her out. It was to a adult video shop where she had taken multiple cocks in all of her tight holes. She had left that shop covered in sticky cum.
Putting the necklace on, Candy stands to admire herself in the full length mirror. Her dark cherry red hair frames a pretty face, which she knows can shift from pretty to extremely slutty with the right shade of eye shadow and lipstick. Her body is lush and curvy, full breasts and a plump ass. Her skin smooth and pale. She likes what she see's, and knows men do too.
She also likes the way the necklace rests on the swell of her large breasts. Reaching up she unbuttons the top buttons of her blouse, her full tits now exposed in her lace bra. Cupping her big tits in her hands she squeezes them together. The metal "Cumslut" pendant looking much more appropriate nestled in between the smooth skin of her now pushed together breasts.
Looking back at herself in the mirror she tells her reflection "you're going to need a dress."
2. Retrieved.
The remainder of the week was filled with anticipation for Candy. She didn't know what might be in store for her Saturday night, but she knew it would be naughty. The things Pierce did always were. And she knew what types of things he would expect of her. He would use her as his sexual plaything, making her into his own fuck toy. Sometimes just for him to use, like the time he made her suck his large cock in a parking garage while a group of teens watched. And sometimes he would let others use her while he watched, like the time he let a black father and son fuck her together. But it always involved her being treated like a slut and filled with hard cock.
The thought delighted her. She would find herself thinking of how she would be used this time and catch herself sliding her fingers between her legs to touch her eager pussy.
On Wednesday night she had gone online to a website that sold the type of outfits you would only see on strippers and in porn movies. After looking through pages of the sluttiest clothes imaginable she had picked out a black dress that she hoped would make Pierce happy. She was after all a good girl, his good girl to be exact.
When Saturday came she was relived to hear the mailman leave a package on her front porch that could only be the dress she had ordered. Taking the dress from its delivery box she held it up against her curvy body and knew it was going to be perfect. It was black, stretchy and very short, there really wasn't much to it. She knew it was going to cling to her body and show off all the right parts.
Candy took her time preparing. She knew what was expected of her and wanted to be perfect. She shaved her pussy smooth, softened her skin with lotion and did her makeup in the sluttiest fashion she could, complete with long fake lashes and bright red lipstick.
She put on a black garter belt and matching fishnet stockings, but knew better than to even bother with panties, they would just be in the way. Pierce always wanted complete access to her pussy and tight asshole. She slipped on her new dress and admired herself in her mirror.
The look was perfect. The black dress was extremely tight and clung to her body. It barely went to her mid-thigh and cupped her round ass, it also left a display of smooth skin between the hem and the top of her fishnets. The top of the dress crossed over around her neck and down the sides of her full breasts, leaving almost all of her cleavage exposed in the middle. Her huge full bosom nearly spilled out and left almost nothing to the imagination. The site of her own slutty appearance made her nipples hard and they could be seen clearly through the fabric.
Lastly she put on the "Cumslut" neckless which laid perfectly between her big tits. She looked exactly the way a naughty Cumslut should, ripe and ready to be used.
At exactly 10pm there was a knock on her door. Opening it she saw Pierce Steele standing waiting for her. Tonight he was dressed like a hoodlum from a crime novel. A black leather coat was worn over a white undershirt that was tucked into black jeans. And black leather cowboy boots with silver accents that matched the buckle on his wide black leather belt. As he offered his hand to her, the light from her porch caught the silver chain necklace he wore. From it hung the word "Master" in silver cursive, matching her own.
"Are you ready to be my good little girl?" He asked?
"Yes daddy" she replied in a quiet voice.
"Let me see you" he ordered as he took Candy's hand and slowly turned her around in front of him. His eyes crawled up her body like the predator he was. Then he placed his hand on her thigh and slowly and gently slid it up her body until he cupped the side of one full breast. He looked first into her eyes and then down to the necklace he had provided.
"We are going to see if you can live up to that" he told her before he leaned in and kissed he slowly on her red lips.
He guided Candy to the car he had waiting in the driveway. It was a sleek black on black Mustang GT, riding very low to the ground. He opened the door for her and as she lowered herself into the passenger seat, she could see him staring. His eyes watching the way her black dress pulled up as she sat.
Once he was seated behind the wheel and pulling out onto the street he settled his hand between her thighs and let his fingers slid up and down her bald pussy casually as he negotiated traffic. He guided the car towards the downtown of the city. Candy knew better than to ask any questions.
3. Cruising
Fifteen minutes later Pierce had the mustang growling along the city strip. The traffic was heavy with people out cruising for the night, and the sidewalks were full of people out for a Saturday night on the town. The main strip of the town consisted of two lanes in each direction running through a 10 block area of restaurants, bars and clubs. People stood in groups along the sidewalk, people cruised the blocks with their music blasting showing off their cars and looking for fun.
Pierce drove the car slowly down the strip. The black mustang with its tuned V8 engine growled and drew looks from the people they passed, usually their eyes stayed on the car when they saw the busty red head in the passenger seat.
The mustang was so low to the ground that the people they passed could look right into the window and see Candy on display in the passenger seat. Her big tits and curves available for everyone's viewing pleasure. Pierce drove the length of the strip slowly, showing Candy off. At the end of the strip was a parking lot that he used to make a u-turn before heading back for another circuit.
Reaching over Pierce fondled Candy's heavy breasts saying "I think these people need to see a little more" then he tugged the fabric of her dress to the sides exposing her big tits.
Candy could feel her nipples getting harder and harder from excitement.
"Play with your big tits for daddy" Pierce instructed as he slowly pulled back out into traffic.
Candy cupped her full breasts in her hands and began to squeeze and fondle them. Pushing the soft flesh together, pinching her now rock hard nipples. Lifting first one and then the other close to her mouth so she could dart her tongue out and lick her own nipples. She could feel the wetness now between her legs.