When I woke up Saturday morning, I heard the shower on so I made sure all the clamps were still on. While I was curious as to what he would do if they weren't on, I didn't want to find out first thing in the morning. Thankfully they were all still in place. Since the shower was running, I assumed that Donovan had already made sure the clamps were still in their place. When I checked the clit clamp, I realized how wet I was from it. As much as I wanted to get in the shower with him, I also wanted to give my pussy a little more rest from his cock and fist. I had no idea what the day would hold but I was sore from the night before and knew he would put whatever he wanted in my pussy whenever he wanted that day.
When I heard the shower turn off, I prepared myself for what could happen when he saw I was awake. As he came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his shoulders, I couldn't help but stare at his cock. It was completely flaccid but still bigger than any dick I had before. Even though he made eye contact with me, he proceeded to get dressed and ignored that I was awake. Once he got dressed, he said "Go take a shower and I will leave clothes on the bed for you to wear out to breakfast."
I wanted to take my time in the shower to give my pussy a longer break but I wanted to be quick because my pussy felt so lonely without his cock or fist in it. When I came back into my room, he was already in the living room but on my bed was an outfit I had never seen. He had apparently brought some outfits with him for me to wear and taking a closer look they were a size too small, but I knew I couldn't say anything. It was another skirt with a button-up shirt. There was no bra or underwear on the bed, so I knew not to put any on. I put the shirt on and could immediately tell it was going to be tight, so I pulled the shirt on before buttoning the shirt up. Looking in my mirror, the skirt barely covered my ass and slit. As I buttoned up the shirt it was quickly obvious that it was going to be a stretch to cover my tits and everyone would know I had no bra on while also being able to see the nipple clamps clearly on me. I put on the same heels from the night before and went to find Donovan.
He was waiting in the living room for me but was looking at his phone with a huge grin on his face. I asked him "what are you looking at" and he said "my boys blew up my phone last night after I told them the BBC slut you became last night. They all want to fuck you even more and can't wait to see how much BBC you can handle in a night." Hearing that made me realize just how much I wanted to be taken by any BBC Donovan brought me. Being gang banged was never something I thought about, but Donovan looked at me and saw my juices running down my legs and said "Your pussy looks like it is ready to pull a train but that will be another weekend. Your cunt is mine this weekend, but I may share your mouth some more."
I walked over to him ready to open his pants and sit on his cock. When I got to him he reached to make sure the clamps were still on and then put the egg back inside me and said it was time to go.
On the way to breakfast he kept stroking my thigh as I begged him to touch my clit. He didn't turn the egg on but being able to feel it was driving me crazy. We pulled into a nicer restaurant that served brunch on the weekends and I immediately felt uncomfortable with how I was dressed. It wasn't the type of restaurant to wear such revealing clothes, but I know I didn't have a choice.
We had a wonderful breakfast. We talked about life in general to catch up since we didn't do much talking the night before and I noticed the stares we were getting. I assumed it was a combination of how I was dressed and that I was sitting with a blank man dressed like that. I wondered who had noticed the nipple and clit clamps on me. As the server walked up with our food, he reached in his pocket and turned the egg on high. I was so horny from not cumming yet that morning that it took 5 seconds before I started to cum. As luck would have it, the server got to our table just as I started to cum. I came so hard I had to press my thighs together to make sure the egg didn't fly out. I don't know how I didn't moan but the server looked at me with a look that told me she knew I was in the middle of an orgasm.
Donovan kept the egg on high until we stood up to leave and I don't know how many times I came. When I stood up, I noticed I had made a puddle on the chair. As we walked to the door, Donovan whispered, "if we were at home you would be licking that chair clean right now" and then grabbed my ass so everyone was clear that I was his slut. Once outside he told me "You are such a good slut and I see you have quickly learned your place in my life." I responded "Donovan you can do whatever you went, whenever you want. I don't care who sees me cum. I don't care who sees me take your cock. I just want you and will do whatever I need to so I can have you."
Once in the car, he decided we weren't going home and he wanted to go check out campus to see how it had changed. Thankfully it was Saturday of spring break, so campus was pretty empty, which only meant less people to see me dressed like a slut. It also meant, we could do whatever we wanted in any building that was open. He kept pulling my skirt up and then putting it back down and I had no idea if anyone was behind us. I had worked in the library during college and told him I always had a fantasy of fucking in the library as we walked past it. He responded "time to make that happen."
He didn't care that I knew some areas where we would be less likely to be seen. He took me to a floor that would have some regular foot traffic even over spring break and barely went out of sight of the elevator doors. He took the egg out of me and told me to get on my knees. Once on my knees I opened his pants, but he told me to take them off him, so I didn't get them messy. Once his pants were off, I took his cock as far as I could. Without him forcing his cock down my throat, my gag reflex was in full force. He didn't like that I didn't take him all the way in after he forced his cock down my throat the night before. He grabbed my head and started to face fuck me. He got the tip of his cock into my throat but kept face fucking me for a few seconds. Then just like the night before, he forced his cock down my throat again. He didn't cum this time, but he held in there while I came. Once I stopped cumming, he pushed me back and told me to lay back on the desk.
If anyone was on the floor, there was no way they wouldn't see us. Being a bit of an exhibitionist, the idea of being caught made me even wetter. Since the skirt barely covered me, he didn't even have to push it up before he sank his cock into me and I felt his balls pressed against my ass. I knew I should be quiet but I couldn't and started moaning loudly immediately. If felt so good finally getting his cock in my cunt that morning. My loud moans turned into screams, and I said, "fuck me with your big black cock. Make me cum all over it. My cunt was made for your cock. Oh fuck, I'm cumming again. Don't stop. Don't ever stop fucking me."
