Archive-name: MrWade/mrwade52.txt
Archive-author: Master Wade
Archive-title: MRWADE= Julia's Begging, Part Three
More From Julia
I realized that there was no point in arguing with Master, and
that I also would have to do exactly as he had instructed me to do. I
was in enough trouble already, I surely didn't need more. By the time
I opened the door of the car the little white bikini bottom was soaked
with my juice, simply from the anticipation of what I was about to
do. Master liked my car and the leather seats and enjoyed making me
wet before I sat on them. The leather was much slower to soak up my
cunt juice than fabric seats would have been, and it was much slower
about releasing the fragrance that accompanied the copious quantities
of fuck that oozed from my hole. Once after we had taken an
especially long drive together and he had fingered me to numerous
orgasms he made me take the car to a mechanic with a complaint about
the dashboard coming loose. I think he may have even loosened some of
the bolts or something, but he mainly just wanted the mechanic to work
inside the car for a while and smell the cunt juice that had been
soaked up by the seats. I know he smelled it, I could see his cock
hard inside his work pants.
I went to the adult book and movie store first. Might as well
get the worst part over first, I figured. In a way it wasn't quite as
bad as I had thought it might be. It was Monday morning afterall, and
the store wasn't exactly running over with people. Master had told me
to get a movie which he said was actually made mostly for homosexual
men, but that I would enjoyl. He said it was mostly men showing off
their dicks and that there wasn't any homsexual activity in it per
se. He also had me get a tape that showed women making it with each
other and a tape about a blonde that loves black cocks. I'm not
blonde, but Karen is. Thats the only part of the tape that doesn't
fit me, at least some of the time. When Master has me really wound up
there isn't a dick in the world that I don't love.
The magazines were along the same theme, and the one with all men
in it really did get me going. I thumbed through it, looking at the
huge dicks they guys were displaying with understandable pride and
found my cunt leaking more and more juice. I had just reached down
between them to wipe at a stream of cunt juice that was going down my
thigh when I noticed the man at the counter watching me with a big
smile. I gathered up the magazines and movies and laid them on the
counter.
"We use some girls around here on Friday nights, lady", the dark
haired man said. "Pays pretty good for the amount of real work you
have to do. The guys pay $50 for a hand job and most of the girls
make over $500 just doing them. Of course a fox like you could easily
make a thousand or more if you like cocks as much as you seem to.
Blow jobs get you 75 and for a fuck you get a hundred."
I took my change and hurried out of the store without making a
reply. It had turned me on to be thought of as a whore by the man at
the counter, but at the same time it had been terribly embarrassing.
I knew it wasn't only my interest in the magazines that had made him
think of me in that way, but that it was also the clothes I was
wearing and what he had seen me doing. When I sat back down on the
leather seats the juice that had accumulated as the man had talked to
me of hand jobs, blow jobs and fucking all ran out and puddled up
under my ass.
I went to the grocery store next. At least it was air-
conditioned. Maybe I would cool off a little in there. As I stood
looking at the display of cucumbers I realize how futile it was for me
to expect to calm down any. I knew that Master was going to fuck me
with whatever I selected, and that knowledge forced me to look at
every single one of them as a sexual item. I felt the juice running
once more and hurriedly picked up a couple of the largest ones and
moved toward the health and beauty aids section. Grabbing up a large
jar of vaseline I moved toward the checkout only to bump into a woman
turning the corner. The cucumbers and vaseline went flying and she
stooped to help me pick them up, apologizing profusely.
She was an attractive woman, perhaps a year or two older than I,
but very expensively dressed. When she knelt to help me pick up my
items her legs spread slightly and I could see under her dress with
ease. She wore very expensive silk stockings which were held up by a
garter belt. She also, very obviously, wore no panties. As I stared
at her bare pussy I was struck by the fact that she had completely
shaved it. When I caught myself and looked up into her eyes she was
staring at my crotch. A quick glance at myself told me that she saw
quite a different view than did I. My bikini bottom was completely
soaked with juice to the point that it was a darker color than the
surrounding fabric. It had also pulled itself up into me so that only
a thin strand of it was visible. My cunt lips and pubic hair were
plainly visible to her as she stared at me.
I felt frozen in place. I didn't know whether to apologize, or
to just get up and leave, or whether to let my gaze move back between
her legs once again. She was beautiful, and I would have loved to
have just laid her on her back and buried my face in her crotch right
there. I think she must have felt the same, because she was also
frozen, her eyes glued to my cunt lips.
Slowly we both regained some of our composure and stood. "Do you
shop here regularly?", she asked.
"Whenever my Mas....well, yes, usually I do", I stammered. "From
now on I will at least."
"Good, I'll be looking for you. I live nearby and have lots of
time to myself. I could use some company. Whats your name?"
"Julia", I said. "Hope to see you soon."
It wasn't much of a response, but it was all I had the strength
to muster at the moment. I was really leaking juice now, and I didn't
even bother to take time to pull the bikini out of my cunt. I just
hurried to the checkout counter and laid the big, thick, cucumbers on
the counter with the jar of vaseline.
"Good morning!", smiled the young man. He was quite a hunk. I'd
noticed him the very first time I'd seen him in the store and had
hoped that he would somehow make friends with my Master. At that time
he was not an employee of the store, and it had pleased me to see him
working there. I told Master about him and he made me finger myself
while I fantasized about fucking him. I came really nicely that time
and the many other times that I had thought about him since.
He stared at my breasts openly to the point that I couldn't
resist looking down at them. My nipples, excited by the experience in
the book store and with the attractive lady I had bumped into, had
grown extremely hard and were poking through the halter top as I had
never seen them do before. Before I took my eyes off of them I also
realized that not only were the nipples visible but that the dark
aureola that surrounded them was also quite easy to see. I felt
another rivulet of cunt juice begin to run down the inside of my right
thigh.
"Hello there!", I said. I said it with a bit too much excitement
in my voice, actually. I'm not usually quite that friendly. But this
wasn't a "usual" day by any means.
"I see you have a little different idea of the perfect breakfast
than some of our other morning customers", he said with a leering
smile.
Embarrassed by his acknoledgement of the unusualness of my
purchase I blushed and tried to explain. "Just getting some things
that my Mast...that we needed at home real badly. I don't usually go
out like this."
"Yes, I can see that you do need them", he said with a wide
grin. "That will be $4.32. Be sure to come back whenever you need
something. Especially when you need it as badly as you need these."
Taking my change from him and feeling his finger graze the inside
of my hand in a suggestive manner, I blushed once again and turned
quickly to walk away.
"Miss...wait!...you forgot your cucumbers and your vaseline!", he
called out loudly to me.
I glanced around and saw the eyes of three other customers on me
as I walked back to take the bag from the hunk.
"By the way...I sure do like that outfit!", he said as he handed
the bag to me.
This time I could see the still shiny cunt juice on the dark
leather before I sat down. Needless to say there was more there only
a short time after sitting down once again.
I was relieved to at least have two of the most difficult moments
over with, but stopping by to see Karen wasn't going to be all that
easy either. Especially not after staring at a shave cunt only
moments before.
She was home, and of course invited me in. She smiled broadly at
my outfit and even more broadly when I told her the purpose for my
visit.
"Master wants to fuck you really good today, huh sweetie?", she
said with a giggle. "I can't blame him, you're one fine piece of
ass!"
She opened her robe when she said that and stood before me
completely nude. Karen was younger than me and looked it, but her
experience with sexual things was far greater than mine. She had been
a hooker on the east side before Master had found her and had helped
to get her a better job. She had repaid him by being one of his
sluts. I couldn't count the number of times that I had eaten her
pussy, and even now as I stared at her naked body I found myself
wanting very much to kneel in front of her and stick my tongue into
her slit.
No one had to tell her that I wanted to lick her, she knew me too
well. And I know she could smell me and could see the juice running
down my leg again. She reached out for me and I was prepared to be
pushed to my knees, but she merely pulled my face to hers and kissed
me deeply on the mouth, her tongue running along mine in that
marvelous way she had. I guess she also knew Master very well too,
because after she had fucked my mouth with her tongue for several
minutes and rubbed her perfect tits against my chest she released me
and turned to get the vibrator for me.
"Now darlin, I don't remember you ever being fucked with anything
this big before. Lemme tell ya, you gotta be careful what you let him
do to you with this thing. Your little fuck hole might take the whole
thing, but your ass will never take it, its just too damn thick. So
if Master tries to bunghole you with it you stop him somehow. Promise
to do whatever you have to do, but don't let him fuck you in the ass
with it. He fucked me in the ass with it and I had to have sixteen
stitches. Worse than that I can only come now when I think about
having that big thing up my ass. Now, you hurry on home to papa
before he decides to fuck you in the rear with this monster first
thing! We'll get together sometime soon and have some fun, I
promise."
I thanked Karen and took the huge dildo and left. I really
hadn't remember it being that big. It was a good 14 inches long and
far too big for me to get both hands around at its thickest point. I
was more than just excited now, I was really afraid. I didn't know
what Master had in mind for me, but he had fucked Karen in the ass
with this monster, and I didn't know what he might try to do with me.
I found myself beginning to tremble as I glanced over at the monstrous
plastic cock laying on the seat beside me.
Turning off the engine I gathered up the items Master had sent me
to get. What a slut I was to call my employer and miss work so that I
could go around town dressed like a whore to get things for a Master
to use me with! Still I knew that what really made me a slut was how
hungry I had been to be made to do it all and how hungry I was even
now to be disciplined even more by my Master. Gawd, I needed it so!!
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