She woke up in the morning and immediately reached for "Big Red," her vibrator. As she opened the drawer, she remembered the events of the previous day and saw the note saying ""You won't be needing this anymore as your body belongs to the Federation".
If they think they're going to stop me from masturbating, they're crazy, she thought. I don't need Big Red to play with myself. I have two hands.
She laid back in bed and started rubbing her tits and nipples. Placing the fingers of her left hand on her clit, she began moving them in a circular motion. At the same time, she played with her nipples with her right hand.
Flashbacks of the previous day kept popping in her head. The way he found her masturbating under the covers, the ass beatings, the public humiliation of masturbating in front of other men, the fucking, the pictures, Oh God!, the pictures. When she thought about them, she came harder than she ever came before when masturbating using her hands.
She laid on the bed, her heart pounding like never before. When her breathing slowed, she continued to stroke her breasts and realized that she was still so unbelievably horny. There was an ache in her cunt that needed to be filled. She needed to be fucked so desperately. But, they took her vibrator.
Maybe there was something else she could use? She remembered her friend Julie telling a story about a hairbrush. That's it! She thought and frantically started searching through her vanity. She found the perfect brush with a perfectly thick round handle.
She ran back to the bed, spread her legs, started playing with her clit and inserted the brush handle into her cunt. As she moved it in and out, faster and faster she thought of him, the way he commanded her, the way he looked at her - like a predator - when she was naked, the way he touched her, the way he fucked her, and she came again.
As she was squirming in the bed with the brush still inside her, the phone rang. She didn't pick it up. She couldn't. She was still cumming. All of a sudden, she heard his voice on the answering machine. "Pick up the phone now Slut!"
Oh no! Not now! Please. Not now! She thought.
"I'm not going to say it again. Pick up the phone!"
She reached for the phone near her pillow, picked it up panting and said "Hhhello Sssir"
"You disobeyed me haven't you?"
As she started to respond he said "Before you answer, think about the consequences of what you say. I told you that I demand complete honesty. Did you disobey me?"
She hesitated. Realizing that the brush was still insider her. How did he know? How could she lie? Oh God! Did he put a camera in her room?
"Please understand" she started to say and he interrupted her
"All I want is a Yes or a No" he said.
She hesitated again and finally said "Yes Sir"
"Tell me what you are doing right now" He said
She looked down between her legs at the hairbrush then covered her eyes with her hand in embarrassment.
"I just finished masturbating Sir" she replied
"With what?" he asked
"My hands" she answered
"Anything else?" he asked
"How can I when you took Big Red" she responded
"I said anything else!" he said angrily
"Yes sir" she responded
"What?" he asked
"I can't say Sir, It's too embarrassing" she answered
"Tell me Slut!" He said
She hesitated and then said "A hairbrush"
"Where is the brush now?" he asked
"Please Sir. Do I have to tell you?"
"Tell me now!" He commanded
"It's inside my pussy Sir" she said.
"Take it out, put it in your mouth and lick it clean" he said.
"Yes Sir"
She took it out and as she was licking it he said "There's a cab outside waiting for you. Put on the red dress and shoes. No bra, no panties, nothing else. You have three minutes to get to that cab."
"Yes Sir" she said.
"I am not pleased with your disobedience. Your lack of self control will be dealt with. Bring me the hairbrush!" he said and then hung up before she could say "Yes Sir."
She had never heard his voice in such an angry tone. It made her nervous. She jumped out of bed, grabbed the dress and shoes. She was shaking and could barely put it on. The dress was tighter and shorter than she normally wears. But, red was her color.
She looked in the mirror and thought she looked like a total slut. She had never gone out without a bra before. She always thought her Double D's were too big not to warrant some support.
She combed her hair, grabbed the brush, ran out the door and bumped right into the cabbie.
"Slow down slut" he said and grabbed her arm. "You made it on time."
Putting his hand behind her neck, he led her to the cab, opened the passenger side and directed her to sit in the front seat.
As she sat down, he lifted the back of her skirt up to her waist, exposing her ass on the seat. When she was fully seated, he lifted the front of her skirt, spread her legs and exposed her cunt.
He took the brush from her hands, cuffed them together in front of her, and pushed the handle of the brush inside her cunt.
She gasped.
"Do not speak. Do not move." He said.
She looked down, saw the brush and closed her eyes in shame.
He entered the drivers sided, looked at her shaking her head in disbelief and said "Open your eyes and look at what a slut your really are. Your pussy is soaking wet."
Oh God! What was happening to her? She thought. She was so incredibly turned on and wanted to fuck the hairbrush right then and there. She needed to cum so badly.
As they were driving on the freeway, a truck drove by and she dared not look to see if the driver noticed her. She was so humiliated and as she thought about her situation, her body started shaking and she came right there in the cab, without the cabbie ever touching her. How could this happen to her? She thought. He didn't even touch her?
"You are so out of control, the master will not like what you just did" the cabbie said.
She was so embarrassed. She was dripping on the seat, making a mess.
"You are going to need lots more training before we give you to federation clients." He said.
What? She thought. What is he talking about? Training? Giving me away? What does this mean?
Then she remembered the Pictures! Oh no! Where are they? How can I get them back? What the hell is going on? And why can't I stop this? My pussy is dripping wet and all I can think about is getting fucked.
She didn't even really care about the pictures. Her horniness was controlling everything. She just craved more. There was a force inside her that just didn't want to stop what was happening to her. She knew she couldn't stop it.
He pulled the cab into the taxi company, opened her door, removed the brush, put the handle in her mouth and walked her still handcuffed into the federation building.
He sat her down in the lobby, lifted her skirt again to her waist, spread her legs and re-inserted the brush into her cunt.
Once again, she gasped.
This time, there were several men in the lobby watching her. They did not look like cab drivers as they were wearing suits.
She was so embarrassed. She just kept her head down and hoped that she wouldn't cum in front of them like she just did in the cab.
She waited and waited until finally someone took the brush out of her cunt, put it in her mouth and led her to his office.
