How I Became a Breeding Bull Ch. 07

She started patting her hair and batting her eyelashes. "Really? That sounds nice."

"Before you say it's nice, let me just preface my invitation with a word of warning. Since I'm just getting out of a marriage, I'm not inclined to look for romance at this time. I don't anticipate getting married again. It's too costly. I'm only looking for a fuck buddy. Someone I can fuck all night and she doesn't expect anything more than to scream in ecstasy. If that sounds like you, I'm your man. If you're looking to tie the knot again, you should keep looking. I've got several women I'm fucking right now, but I'm always looking for a few more. They can only take so much before I wear them out. In fact, I like to have two or three in bed with me. It's too bad you don't do women. We could have a lot of fun that way."

The change of expression on Brenda's face went through a series of transformations. It started with a little bit of outrage when I talked about a fuck buddy, to intrigue that I might be able to fuck her all night and make her scream, to a hint of disgust that I'd bring another woman to the bed, to wonder that I was being so blunt, and intrigue again. She didn't really know what to say. 'Yeah, I'd be happy to be your bisexual fuck buddy', didn't seem to cut it.

"I know it's a lot to take in, Brenda. Here's my number. Why don't you think about it and let me know if I can put a smile on your face. Excuse me, we should get going. I know Laura likes to be home in time to start supper before Phillip gets home. They're so traditional."

I left a twenty dollar tip on the table and took hold of Laura's hand and walked past a still somewhat shocked Ms. Carlyle. I wouldn't mind nailing her. She looked like a well preserved, early forties, and I suspected some cosmetic surgery. If I turned her into another slut, if she did happen to learn about my relationship to the Smiths, she'd be less inclined to say anything about it. She seemed a bit nosy to me. If she lived a couple blocks away and was noticing my car on a cut-de-sac, she was either prying or took walks or runs through the neighborhood. Didn't seem like a runner, but maybe a walker.

"That was smooth, Master," Laura said. "You sure nipped her questions in the bud. She's got a reputation as a busybody. This despite the fact I think she was the one cheating on her husband. That's the rumor anyway."

"It wouldn't surprise me. She struck me as nosy and looking for a juicy story, and she was definitely flirting. Naughty girl, indeed."

"Would you fuck her, sir?"

"I'll fuck anyone, but she's definitely a condom fuck."

Laura laughed. "Where to next, sir?"

"We're going to an adult sex toy shop, but not one in your neighborhood. I'm hoping tp prevent us from running into any more people you know, because you're going to be teased and humiliated."

We hopped in the car and headed for Lovers, at a location about twelve miles from where Laura lived. I gave her instructions for when we arrived.

"When we get there, you're going to go inside and speak to a sales person. You're to say that you've been a very bad girl and your Master needs to punish you and you would like to know where they keep their wrist and ankle cuffs, and their paddles for correcting slutty slaves. I'll be going in shortly afterward to make sure you do as I instruct. You'll buy leather cuffs for yourself, one leather paddle roughly two feet long with the paddle part at least eighteen inches, and one multi-stranded leather whip or flogger. It should have twelve to twenty-four strands and the strands should be twenty to twenty-eight inches long. You will ask the clerk to use it on you, one swat each per device. You'll lift up your skirt and let them swat your naked ass. Here's five hundred dollars which should take care of the cost. I'll buy a couple other things and follow you out. Don't act like you know me in the store."

"Must I, Master?"

"You must. Remember I told you that some punishments would be humiliating as opposed to painful. This is a humiliating one. If anyone tries to do more than one swat, I'll step in."

"Yes, sir."

We found the place and I didn't park in front, parking about two hundred feet away in front of another store. I brought the leash with me, and that made Laura nervous, but she didn't ask about it. I gave her about a thirty second head start as she approached Lovers. She was nervous, and didn't immediately approach the clerk, who was waiting on someone else. There were perhaps a dozen other people in the store. While I was waiting for her to see the clerk, I grabbed a dark wig for Laura, two better collars than the cheap things I bought at WalMart; something that wouldn't be ruined if they got wet. I got cuffs and anal plugs for Phillip, and a strapless vibrator for Laura to use to peg Phillip, or to fuck any of the other girls I had over. I also got more lube, a couple blindfolds, and a ball and penis gag.

Finally the clerk was ready.

"Pardon me, sir, but I need some assistance."

Due to Laura's somewhat slutty clothes, and the fact that she had to be prettier than 99% of the women the clerk had ever seen, he was immediately interested, and paying close attention.

"What do you need, ma'am?"

"Sir, I've been a bad girl, and my Master said he needs to punish me. I'm to get leather cuffs for my wrists and ankles so he can tie me down, and I need a leather paddle around two feet long, and a whip or flogger. Could you please show me where those things are?"

The man went from interested to erect in a heartbeat. "Yeah, I can help you with that. Which would you like first?"

"The cuffs, I guess. Do you have them in my size?"

"They're fully adjustable. It should fit anyone up to the Incredible Hulk. Follow me. They come in several different colors, do you have a preference?"

"Purple, pink or red, I guess."

"We definitely have red and purple. I'm not sure about the pink. Here we are, they come two wrist cuffs and two ankle cuffs per package."

"These red ones look nice. I'll take those. Show me the paddles please."

"Right this way. We have a wide selection of paddles. Here are the leather ones."

Laura handled a couple of them, presumably wondering how they would feel if it was used on her.

"Does this one seem like it's two feet long?" Laura asked.

"I believe that is just over two feet long, twenty-five inches."

"Does it hurt?"

"I imagine it does. That's kind of the purpose."

"How bad?"

"I suppose it depends upon how hard someone swings it."

"Perhaps we should try it. Master will be very upset if it doesn't hurt. Would you please hit me with it?" Laura handed the clerk the paddle, bent over slightly, sticking her bottom out, lifting her skirt and flashing her naked ass.

He stared at it.

"Could you please hurry. I shall be punished worse if I take too much time."

He smacked her a pretty good pop, not too bad. Laura jumped, went, "Oooh. That definitely hurts," dropped her skirt and stood up. "We'll take that one. Now, show me the whips. Multi-stranded floggers."

Laura handled those as well. She took one off the wall. She handed it to the clerk.

"I'll need to check how much this one hurts as well. If you please, give me one good stroke to check it out."

Laura did the exact same thing as she'd done for the paddle, although this time she had an audience. Hearing the smack from the paddle had caused a lot of people to look, and catching the briefest glimpse of her pale ass as she dropped her skirt previously, were now paying closer attention.

The clerk didn't take as long to respond this time though, swatting her decisively rather quickly, so she could drop the skirt sooner.

"Wow, that stings like a bitch," Laura said. "I'll take that one too. I believe that's everything. Thank you. Could you ring me up, please."

She headed for the cash register and I got into the line behind her. The clerk rang everything up and she handed him the cash to pay for it. He bagged everything in a discrete, brown paper bag. She left the store and stood outside like she was waiting for someone, which she was, me.

I handed the clerk all of my stuff. "Wow, that was really something, wasn't it. Has that ever happened in your store before?" Pointing to Laura. He started ringing up my purchases.

"Not when I worked here. I've heard of stuff like that happening, though. Whoever is fucking that tail is one lucky fucker."

"No doubt. Did you notice the wedding ring on her finger?"

"Who the hell paid attention to her fingers. Really?"

"I could have sworn I saw a diamond on her ring finger."

"Is her husband the lucky son-of-a-bitch who's going to tie her down and paddle that perfect ass?"

"Would a husband let her come in here and flash her ass like that?"

"Not unless he was crazy."

"I imagine no one would be that stupid, would they?"

"I'd never let her leave the house," the clerk said.

"It is something, that's for sure."

I collected my purchases, went outside, snapped my leash on Laura's collar and led her to my car. I could almost hear the clerk groan, or maybe that was my imagination.

******

"Did that excite you?" I asked. We were back on the road again.

"Yes, Master. I'm really wet right now."

"Stick your fingers in your cunt and show me how wet."

Laura did and showed me the slick glaze on her fingers.

"Lick them clean. If I had a towel on that seat, I'd make you masturbate."

"If I had permission to cum, sir, I would."

I smiled at her. "You just did something that pleased me, Slut. You've earned your first pussy fucking as a slave."

"Thank you, Master. May I ask a question, sir?"

"Of course."

"How is this different from what Phillip and I were agreeing to that pissed you off so much yesterday, Master?"

"Good question? Did you fuck anyone?"

"No, sir"

"That's number one. How long do you think your bare ass was exposed?"

"I'd say five seconds for the paddle, because he didn't know what hit him before he hit me, sir. Perhaps two seconds max for the whip."

"So seven seconds total, not in your neighborhood, in front of no one you knew or who knew you, with me ready to step in if there was a problem. So that's the second reason. Anonymity and Security. The third reason is while I appreciate watching you fuck other people, particularly women, I'm not driven by it. I don't have to see it. In fact, I'd much prefer fucking you myself. I'm not going to set you up to be fucked by dozens of other men, particularly ones I don't know or trust. Doing something like this is a fun little exercise that can get your motor revving, but is not going to destroy your life. That's what you were agreeing to yesterday. Surely, you can appreciate the difference?"

"I can, Master, now you've explained it. You weren't kidding about getting the motor revving. I need fucked in the worst way."

"And that you only get when I'm ready to give it to you, not when you want it. I'm in control. You aren't. When we get home, get started on supper. When Phillip gets home, let me know what to do to keep from ruining the dinner, then give Phillip his blow job. During supper, you can tell him what you were doing today, which he should enjoy."

Which gave me another idea. Normally, when one was first taking on a submissive, one had to really work to instill the submissiveness immediately and the Dominance of their owner, me. There were several ways of doing this, sex being one of them. Part of what I'd done at Lovers was to instill Laura's obedience and my control. There were limited things I could do with Phillip, both because of his job, and because I had no desire to have sex with him. This limited my options, but one of those options was making them do humiliating things in front of people they knew. I called Phillip at work, reaching Becca first.

"Becca, I need to speak to Phillip, please. This is Brick."

"Of course, Brick. Wait one moment."

In less than two seconds, Phillip was on the phone.

"What do you need, sir?"

"Invite Rebecca to come home with you, riding in your car. I'll ensure she gets home tonight."

"Yes, sir. Since I have you on the line, sir, I need to go to the bathroom."

"As soon as you invite her, you may go."

"Thank you, sir. Anything else?"

"No, we're good."

"I'll see you tonight, sir."

He ended the call and I told Laura to expect an additional guest for supper.

******

Laura decided to have leftovers from our party on Sunday. It wouldn't take a ton of preparation, mostly reheating some items, and putting others out on the table. Phillip called roughly four minutes before he arrived home, so Laura was waiting for him at the door, and as soon as the door was closed, she was sucking his cock. Never mind Becca was there. He wasn't, however, wearing his collar. I thought he might have a problem sticking it back on in front of Becca, and I'd been right.

"You have my permission for sex with your wife, boy bitch," I said.

Becca was in the process of removing her clothes. Her head shot up when I said that, looking at me, then Phillip. Since Laura had his dick out, she saw the cock and ball rings on his equipment.

She finished undressing, then came to me and whispered, "What the hell is going on?"

"You're about to learn, be patient."

I leaned down to kiss her, thumbing her pert nipples at the same time. Becca moaned.

"Why am I so horny around you?"

"You can answer that question better than me."

"Because you're the best fuck I ever had?"

"If you say so."

It took roughly six minutes for Phillip to cum, squirting his cum into Laura's mouth. She didn't lose a drop. Of course, Phillip didn't have the volume I normally sis when I hadn't cum for a whole day.

"Phillip, you didn't put on your collar before coming home, nor did you remove your clothes upon entering the house, That will be twenty smacks to your ass, ten for each offense. You didn't ask for permission to cum. Ten more for that offense. You're up to thirty. Strip now and bend over the couch again. Laura, please get me my new paddle. You'll receive your own punishment now."

"Sir, Becca was in the car with me. She's my legal assistant and you gave me permission to have sex with my wife."

"Becca watched you and your wife fucking other people on Sunday and you're concerned she'd see you wearing your collar? How asinine. If it was one of your other co-workers, I'd have cut you some slack, but Becca already knows I'm living here, fucking your wife, plus she's licking Laura's cunt herself. And in the event it was someone else coming back to the house, you should have asked to leave your collar off, not assumed. As to your permission, I gave you permission to have sex, not cum. There is a distinct difference between the two. Five more for arguing, since all three of those things were clearly stated in the rules. Thirty-five. Have you any more to say?"

"No, sir." He removed his clothes and bent over the couch. Laura handed me the paddle. I laid on thirty-five pretty hard. Not enough to break blood vessels, but he'd feel them sitting down to dinner, if he were going to sit down at dinner, which he wasn't. He was groaning and yelping with each stroke when I finished.

"Where's your collar?" I asked when I was finished.

"In the car, sir."

"Is the car in the garage?"

"No, sir."

"I should make you run out and get it with your red, baboon ass flashing the neighborhood, but you've got nosy neighbors. I bought you a new one anyway, that looks nicer and you can get it wet. Remain where you are, bent over the couch."

"Yes, sir."

I got the bags with my new purchases in it, pulling out the new collars, two tailed anal plugs, and the whip. I made Phillip kneel and put on the new collar.

"This collar comes with a padlock, don't make me lock it on you. I'm putting the whip and paddle here in the living room on the coffee table. They will remain here at all times unless we have company coming that doesn't know your status. If you've earned punishment, you'll come get the instrument I ask for. I will whip your cock and balls, at times, and Laura's cunt and tits. After the punishment, you'll return the instrument here. Bend over the couch again. I'm going to start preparing your ass for anal sex with a strap on. You're having anal sex with Laura, there's no reason she can't have anal sex with you."

Phillip started to open his mouth.

"Do I need to remind you of the rules again, Phillip? Think before you speak."

His mouth closed again. He bent over the couch. I greased up his shitter and the plug and pushed it in, to some accompanying grunts.

"I've engaged in Dominant/submissive relationships before, relatively brief ones, but relationships nonetheless. It is very important early in the relationship, to establish my Dominance, and your submission. There are a number of ways to do so. Sex is one of them. But I don't want to have sex with you, which means the sex will be done by others. I own your ass, so your ass will be used, just not by me. Becca's presence tonight is another way of establishing your submission. Having to perform these acts in front of others is more submissive. There are a number of other things you'll be experiencing in the next couple weeks which will be humiliating and will reinforce my Dominance, and your submission.

"Once that's established, and you are relatively compliant, they won't be as necessary as they are now, so their frequency will diminish, but they will always remain a part of what you might expect as my slave. Wearing this tail is demeaning, and even more so since you have to wear it in front of Becca. Get used to it. Laura, kneel down so I can replace your collar."

Laura knelt and I removed the old one, and replaced it with the new.

"Bend over for your five swats for not wearing your Ben Wa balls this morning. I want your cunt remaining tight for your husband."

"Yes, Master. Do I get an orgasm first?"

"Not for five swats, no."

She bent over and I gave her five stiff ones, a little harder than Phillip's, since there were only five. I stuck another tailed plug in her bum. She'd worn one before, so it wasn't as humiliating as Phillip's was for him.

I showed Laura the wig I got her. "Every time we go out as we did today, I want you to put this black wig on, so you won't be quite as recognizable to people you know. Perhaps we'll use a different name for you when out, so no one will hear me speaking to Laura, but maybe a Trixie or Tiffany. I want both of you to put on your cuffs now. It will become part of your routine. You'll take them off when leaving the house, and put them back on when reentering the house."

Opening the packages, I gave cuffs to both of them, red for Laura, black for Phillip and watched them put them on. When that was accomplished, we went into the kitchen. Laura reheated a plate of food. She started sticking it on the table.

"That one is for Phillip. He'll be eating his food off the floor," I said, "no utensils, no hands. Phillip, eat directly off of the plate. Don't wipe your face off after you eat."

Laura looked at me questioningly for a second, but said, "Yes, Master," and set it on the floor.

"Part of the reason is his ass will be too sore to sit on, part of it is because of the tailed plug in his ass, and part of it, is he's my little pet. Isn't that right, my boy bitch?"

"Yes, Master." Interesting, that was the first time he'd said 'Master' instead of 'sir', since arriving with Becca.

"You may put Becca's and my food on the same plate. I'll be feeding and fucking the little darling, Laura. Your plate, put on the floor next to your husband, so you can eat together, no utensils for you either."

"Yes, Master." No hesitation at all.

Laura heated up our food before heating up her own. I was feeding and playing with Becca. She was such a good little slut, not beautiful, but cute. I liked her. I gave her a couple orgasms before we finished our meal. Feeding a naked slut in my lap was very arousing to me, so I was hard before the we ate the last bite. I set her tight twat over my cock and eased her down the shaft, filling her up to another orgasm, and started fucking her. I saw Phillip and Laura had finished their food and told them they could clean the kitchen and wash their faces. I hadn't cum since this morning, and there was still a lot to do this evening, so I only fucked Becca for a half hour. She sure did enjoy it though. I pumped her cunt full of my cum when I orgasmed.