Becoming His Slut Ch. 12

"Anything else sweetie?" I asked wondering how far he'd push things.

"The guys at the shop will never believe this!" he replied.

"Do you have a phone on you?" I asked feeling inspired.

"YEAH!" He replied as if I'd just invented the cell phone.

He was so excited he started taking pictures before the phone made it past my waist. I'm almost positive he took several dozen before my chest came into view.

"Hang on a second," I finally said pulling the phone from his hand, "you don't want them to think you just found me on the internet, right?" He nodded with a vacant expression on his face. "Come here sweetie." I said pulling him to me with my right arm. "Don't forget to smile!" With the phone in my left hand, extended as best I could, I pointed the screen at us. "Where is your left hand?" I asked sternly.

"Um, it's behind you." He replied sheepishly.

"If you want to impress the guys at the pizza shop, you'd better get it around me so they can see it!" I scolded.

"Okay!" his hand eagerly went around my waist, gripping my flesh tightly.

"Let's get the other hand in these," My right hand prodded his right arm upward as I spoke, "looking and touching is allowed." His right hand clamped on my right breast. "Easy there big fella," I said, "you're not checking to see how ripe it is!"

"Sorry." He replied loosening his grip on my tit.

"Think that's enough to convince them?" I asked as I lowered my arm.

"I think so," he replied not moving his hand from my boob, "they still may not believe it though."

"Well that's their issue then isn't it?" I replied turning to face him. "Two last things though." He reluctantly moved his hand from my boob but kept his left hand on my hip. "Step back just a little bit." I instructed. As he did, I slid my right hand between us, palm forward, so I could cup his hard cock. "Very impressive." I said giving him a squeeze and taking a picture. "And just one more, so they can't say you're full of it," I said removing my hand from his crotch and placing it on his shoulder, "what's your name sweetie?"

"Uh, it's Joe." he replied quietly.

"Joe delivered my dinner tonight," I said after hitting the record button on the video, "and yeah, I answered my door looking just like this!" Quickly panning the phone, I caught as much of my outfit as possible then leaned in giving him a deep kiss. "If he didn't have to go back to work," I said as our kiss broke while guiding his mouth to my right boob, "I'd have probably kept him around all night for a good fucking!" Joe's mouth engulfed my nipple, his flat tongue rubbing over the areola making me moan slightly. "If he's smart, he won't tell any of you where he delivered so he can keep me all to himself!" Pushing Joe off my breast I handed him his phone back. "Try not to rub one out in the hallway," I said stepping back into my place, "the neighbors may complain." He nodded and blushed in response. "Sweet dreams Joey!"

"Feel better?" Jimmy asked as I picked up the phone.

"Maybe," I replied grabbing dinner and dropping it on the coffee table, "but I'll feel a LOT better when I bring this ice cube to a boil!"

"Yeah?" Jimmy asked as I plunked the small block of ice into a sauce pan and turned the burner up.

"Oh absolutely!" Squeezing my legs as I spoke feeling the shudder of excitement gripping the small pecker in my pussy. "I need to cum a few times!"

"Let's make it fun," He said with a mischievous look on his face, "go get your sybian and a double dildo."

"Yes Sir!" I eagerly replied. "Wait, you mean bring them to the kitchen?"

"Yes, I do Slut," he playfully hissed, "and be quick about it!"

Moving as quickly as I could in my ankle breakers, I pulled the sybian out of the closet and a dildo to put on it. Per his instructions the dildo had two cocks, a roughly 8" one for my pussy and a smaller almost 6" one for my ass. The sybian was always good for hard orgasms, but my level of horniness and the double penetration would mean I was going to cum super hard!

"I'm back!" I said carrying my treasures into the kitchen.

"Good," Jimmy's voice was still playful but with a stern edge, he was in charge, "put the sybian by the sliding glass door and plug it in." I couldn't hide the look of shock on my face. "Hurry up slut!" He ordered.

"Yes Sir!" I replied tentatively.

Walking toward the door I felt my heart rate increasing rapidly. The curtain was still pulled, so I was safe for the time being, but I knew it wouldn't last long. Setting the sybian down I plugged it into a nearby outlet then returned to the phone so Jimmy could see how I had it positioned.

"That won't do you a lot of good without that cock on it!" Returning to the counter I picked up the heavy dildo then mounted them on the machine. In spite of my anxiousness I could feel my pussy aching to get it inside me. "You'd better get some lube too," he chuckled, "at least for the smaller one."

"Thankfully I have some in the end table." I said retrieving a small bottle from the living room.

"Fitting location," he smirked at his bad pun, "lube it up, your key should be free soon."

Just to be safe I poured a bit of lube on both dildos, the bigger one would go into my pussy easily enough but I was going to lose control quickly. A little extra lubricant wouldn't hurt!

"How's your ice cube doing?" He asked breaking my distracted stroking of the two dildos.

"It's almost there," I said walking over to the stove and moving the cube around the sauce pan a bit, "just another minute or two."

"Tell you what," his voice had the ring of having a eureka moment, "go get one of those suction cup dildos too, a big one."

"Yes Sir!" I replied scurrying down the hall to the bedroom.

Returning with an 8" realistic dildo I held it up for his approval. Jimmy had a smirk and gleam in his eye as he looked me over.

"Go stick that on the fridge for a bit," he instructed, "mouth height."

"Yes Sir!" I replied licking the suction cup then sticking it to the refrigerator door.

"It's at mouth height for a reason slut!" His voice dripped of sarcasm as he derided me.

My lips quickly wrapped around the dildo, taking it as deeply into my mouth and throat as I could while holding the phone so he could watch. As I plunged my mouth as deep as I could on the dildo my aching nipples would touch the cool metal of my refrigerator door, it was soothing and exciting at the same time.

"Point the phone at the stove," he instructed, "no reason for you to stop to check when I'm here and can do it."

I didn't even bother trying to mumble a reply, instead I pointed the phone over my shoulder until he said I could turn him back to watch me. By this point I was getting my nose to brush against the refrigerator door as well. It wasn't all together comfortable but it felt incredibly slutty to deep throat such a big organ. I could hear water sizzling behind me, my key was free, but Jimmy was in charge. My submissive side overruled my desire to cum.

"Go rescue your key," he said softly, "be careful and don't burn yourself."

Thankfully the part of the key that went into the lock was the only part that was hot, the handle part of the key was still in a little bit of ice so that wasn't an issue. Unlocking the belt holding the dildos inside me I looked quickly at the locks holding my wrist cuffs in place.

"You can unlock those later," he instructed, "just the chastity thing or whatever that was blocking your pussy and ass from a good time."

"Yes Sir!" I replied removing the belt completely and tossing it into the sink.

"Find a spot for the phone first," he instructed, "somewhere to the side so the slider is in view." I adjusted the end table and lamp, propping the phone on it so he could see the curtain of the slider as well as the sybian. "Now," the gleam in his eye was back, "go get the dildo from the fridge and get back here." I did as he told standing in front of the phone feeling exposed, slutty and horny. "Rub that between your pussy lips," he instructed, "get it nice and wet." I couldn't help but moan as the dildo pressed between my puffy lips. I wanted to ram it into my body, it wouldn't take much to make me cum at this point, but I behaved. "That should be enough," he smiled, "now pull the curtain all the way back and straddle the sybian."

Taking a deep breath, I reached up with my latex gloved right arm and yanked the curtain open. I could see my reflection in the glass and nothing really beyond that with the exception of a few lights in the parking lot and lights in the buildings beyond. There I stood, latex covering my extremities, a latex corset and hood, tits lewdly heaving as my breathing grew rapider by the moment, and my bare pussy for anyone to see.

"Kneel on your toy slut," he said cooly, "slowly get yourself impaled on those bad boys."

Gleefully lowering myself, I soon forgot about my unseen audience, especially when I felt the bulbous head of the 8" dildo slip easily between my pussy lips. No sooner had my body enveloped the head than the smaller head pressed against my ass. I groaned loudly as it also slipped inside me. Without even turning the sybian on I'd already had a small orgasm. It wasn't even enough to take the edge off but it was a tasty reminder of what was about to come! A deep pang ripped through me as my neglected clit touched the pad on the sybian causing me to let out another deep, long groan. Lifting my knees from the floor my entire body weight was now pushing me against my fat invaders.

"Oh, I know you're bottomed out just by hearing you," Jimmy exclaimed triumphantly, "now get that dildo on the door in front of your mouth!" My hand hit the dildo against the door so hard I wondered for a moment if it would break! "Better slide yourself forward," he instructed further, "you're gonna get all three in you at once."

It only took a few seconds to slide the sybian forward enough for me to get the dildo into my mouth enough to satisfy him. Just to be sure, he had me touch my nose to the glass twice.

"Give that ass of yours a smack the next time your nose touches the glass!" he instructed.

Doing as he told, I spanked my ass with my left hand while tugging my right nipple with my free hand and pressing my nose to the door. All 8 inches of two dildos were buried inside me along with 6 inches of a third! I was so close; I only needed a nudge to have an earth-shattering orgasm!

"Turn it on slut!" were the last words I heard from him!

My hands shot to the controllers, turning them both all the way up and using the dildo in my mouth to muffle my scream. I was wrong, I needed a baby step and a nudge. Once those were covered my body exploded in orgasm. It had been building all day, had remained under the surface during my drive, and now came out like a mushroom cloud of sexual bliss and bodily fluid. The orgasm felt like it had lasted several minutes, my body just riding the wave of pleasure as it washed over me. In the background I could hear Jimmy's voice, at first muffled and hard to understand. Then again, this time clearer. My head was in a fog, still reeling from what I'd just experienced.

"Are you okay?" I heard him finally ask.

"Yeah," I panted as I tried to collect my wits, "holy sweet fucking geezus!"

Pressing my hand in front of me, I could feel the cold against the latex. It felt nice, soothing, as my body felt as if I were on fire. Slowly I came to the realization my chest and the side of my face was feeling that same cold too. It took a full minute for me to figure out that I'd bolted up onto my knees to escape the sybian and had spent the rest of the time pressing my bare chest against the sliding glass door.

"Oh shit!" I said sitting back, bumping against the dildos behind me, then jumping up to my knees again. "Dammit! These things are everywhere." Collapsing onto my thigh on the opposite side of the machine from Jimmy I was still struggling to get my brain back in working order.

"That looked intense." He said.

"You've heard of the hundred-year storm?" I said looking behind me then collapsing onto my kitchen floor, "That was the hundred-year orgasm!"

Picking up my head and looking for Jimmy I realized I'd collapsed with my pussy facing the camera. I honestly didn't care. I felt like I wanted to move my leg to cover myself but realized I simply didn't have the energy to do it.

"You okay?" His voice had a touching amount of concern.

"Yeah, I am," sentences were getting a bit easier for the most part, "I'm gonna sleep right here, just wake me in the morning."

"You say that now," he laughed, "but we both know your bladder isn't going to let you stay there long."

"I'll just pee on the floor," just saying the words made me feel gross, "ugh, I can't do that!" Playfully slamming my hands on the floor like a child having a temper tantrum I slowly sat up. "Can I unlock the rest now Sir?" I asked wondering if I knew where the key was.

"Yup, go right ahead!" He replied. "You left it on the kitchen counter by the way!"

"Fuuuucccckkkk!" I groaned.

The counter top looked a mile high and five miles away. My post orgasmic bliss was soon replaced with the feeling I'd been hit by a bus after downing a fifth of whiskey.

"Tell you what there sweet ass," Jimmy said from his safe cell phone perch, "I'll let you figure out how you're going to stand and walk for now, and I'll see you at my place in the morning."

"Okay," I replied weakly, "have a good night."

Each move toward the location of the key was followed by a brief pause as I readjusted and caught my breath. Finally, I got to the counter and grabbed the key. Undoing the cuffs from my wrists I let them drop to the floor. Next came the ones holding my ankles and heels. I'd never been so happy to remove a pair of high heels! They'd been on my feet for over 12 consecutive hours at that point. Making my way to my feet I slowly staggered toward my bedroom while undoing the belt which held the corset in place. As I'd done with everything else, I dropped it on the floor as well followed quickly by the corset which thankfully had a front zipper. The gloves went next. By the time I got to the bedroom my latex stockings were around my ankles while I tried to find the lock for the collar which held the hood to my head. That had to be removed with the assistance of my mirror.

Devoid of latex for the first time since 8 that morning, I stepped into the shower. The water felt wonderful, with the exception of the mild sting on parts Ms. Victoria had used the crop on, but I got over that quickly. Twenty minutes after my shower I was in bed sound asleep as my exhaustion had finally gotten the better of me. The following morning, I slowly made my way to the kitchen to get coffee, only to see the reminders of my day and evening on the floor along the way. Still stuck to the sliding glass door was the dildo I'd sucked with the sybian below it. It was a lewd reminder of my orgasm that made my body tingle with excitement. It was something akin to waking up New Year's Day after having a party, that is, if that party included bondage, latex and fucking machines. As my coffee brewed, I collected the dildos, dropping them into the dishwasher with my other items only to come to the realization I'd left my dinner untouched in the living room.

"I guess I have lunch all set!" I said as I put last night's dinner in the refrigerator.