1. House Slut 35: 48 hours pt 2


    Date: 8/19/2022, Categories: Fiction / Fantasy BDSM Voyeur / Exhibitionism Humiliation Straight Sex Oral Sex / Blowjob Author: phenylalanine, Source: sexstories.com

    ... first I was conflicted, and it sometimes felt like when I gave myself to someone that they were taking a piece of me with them, and I struggled with feelings of emptiness. But after a while I realised that there is no limit to what I can give, and what I stopped worrying about that, I was able to find happiness in it. Now it’s grown, and feels like an almost insatiable need to be used, because it feels like that emptiness is getting filled.”
    
    After a moment’s silence Jackson nodded.
    
    “Give me your dress.” He commanded. Tegan hesitated, glancing up and down the street. There wasn’t anyone nearby but that could change in a heartbeat, not to mention the cars going past.
    
    “Did I stutter? Or did you suddenly forget your place?”
    
    “No Master.” Tegan said with a start as she untied the knot behind her neck and let her dress drop, stepping out of it. She handed him the garment, standing naked in the street. A sudden chill ran through her that had nothing to do with the cool evening air. Jackson snatched the dress from her and used it to wipe her face, wiping the mostly dried cum from her skin. He stepped back and took out his phone, snapping a few photos of her while she stood there, unsure what to do with her hands but resisting the urge to cover herself. A car went by, slowing it as it passed them and she heard a wolf whistle through the cracked-open window before the car sped off again.
    
    “Let’s go.” Jackson said matter of factly, leading the way back to the apartment which was now just a few minutes away. Several more cars passed them and without fail the drivers would either honk their horns or shout some obscene suggestion at her, but none of them stopped to make good on their threats. When they reached the building Jackson led them to the lift and Tegan couldn’t help but look up at the CCTV camera concealed by a black dome in the ceiling, wondering who was seeing the footage and where. Would some enterprising security guard somewhere be keeping the footage for his collection? She wasn’t concerned so much as curious.
    
    When they returned to the apartment Jackson led her to the bedroom and tossed her dress onto the bed, assessing her critically in the room’s light.
    
    “You should take a shower and get cleaned up. I’m going to lay out an outfit for you.” He said simply.
    
    “Yes Master.” Tegan responded. She kicked off her shoes and departed to the en suite and stepped into the shower, running the water which quickly fogged up the glass as she cleansed herself.
    
    “I see you brought some of your own toys with you.” Jackson remarked from the bedroom. Tegan smiled to herself, realising he’d gone through her bag to see what she’d packed for the weekend.
    
    “Yes Master. I wanted to ensure I provided you with adequate options.” She replied bemusedly as she heard what distinctly sounded like the heft of her large dildo being slapped against Jackson’s palm.
    
    “You had a real one this big?” He asked. Jackson was no slouch in the trouser snake ...
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