The Maing of a Slut

Chapter 3 -- Tuesday Evening - Reality Check

Caroline had spent the rest of the day in a bit of a daze. She had never felt so ashamed of herself and yet she had never felt so sexually alive and fulfilled. Conflicting thoughts ran through her head until she finally decided that there was really nothing she could do to change the situation so she had better just 'grin and bear it' to 'go with the flow'. Other than having a very sore ass which meant that it was awkward to sit down she felt better having made a decision.

When she got home all was normal, the girls being demanding as ever and she had the washing and cooking to do. The world had clearly not just stopped or come to an end because of the past two days. John came in and they all sat down and enjoyed a family supper. The only slight cloud on the horizon was that John was clearly feeling a little 'frisky' and she had no idea how she could possibly explain the series of belt marks currently decorating her ass.

Thinking quickly, she suggested that they pop to The Wellington for a drink, her idea was that if she got him drunk he might fall asleep without wanting sex. "I'll drive as you have had a hard day at work" she said brightly. John smiled happily and they set off together. Her plan was backfiring slightly because 3 pints in and John seemed to be becoming more amorous not less. She knew that she couldn't let him see her naked in the lights of their bedroom so she leant over and whispered "let's go to the beach". John's face lit up -- he knew what she has in mind.

They walked hand in hand to the beach and found a convenient bench. They kissed and Caroline reached down to stroke his, already hard, cock. Looking into his eyes she started to unbutton his trousers and unzip his fly. "I am going to suck this big boy and show him the time of his life". She bent over and slid her mouth onto his throbbing cock. She heard his sigh of pleasure as she started to go to work.

As she sucked and licked his cock she found herself comparing it to Nick's. Nick's was somehow smoother. She had never had a circumcised cock before and now, here she was, comparing her husband's cock unfavorably with his. What was she thinking? As she worked John's cock she started to imagine it was her Boss's, somehow, she wished the contented groans that she could hear were those of her lover.... no not lover ... her master. As she thought of him in those terms she could feel her pussy flooding. Clearly her blowjob was extra special because before she knew it John was filling her mouth with his cum.

"You are the best," John said as he zipped up his jeans and kissed her, savoring the taste of his cum in her mouth. "When I get you home I will return the favor." They strolled back to the car together, arm in arm and as they walked Caroline could sense the tiredness creeping over John. The long day's work, the hearty supper, the 3 pints and the sexual release were all combining to make him very sleepy.

By the time they got home and he had got ready for bed John was asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. Caroline undressed slowly and examined the marks on her ass -- what was it about them that turned her on so? She knew that when John woke up in the morning he would want to try and 'make it up to her' that he had fallen asleep but she had a plan for that. When he woke up she would tell him that she had come on last night as he would never fuck her when she had her period.

She put on her least sexy nighty and, smiling to herself at the irony, pulled on her 2nd least attractive pair of 'period pants' over her bruised bum. She lay awake for a while trying to understand what was happening to her but, just as she had decided earlier she decided that there was nothing she could do other than 'go with the flow'. She fell asleep to a night of erotic dreams of being controlled and used as a slut by her boss.