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.
