1. Julia submits to a new reality (Part 2)


    Date: 9/29/2015, Categories: Spanking, Author: Broc85, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    barely keep her mouth shut. She was sure everyone close to the door could still hear what was going on and the humiliation was battling the fiery sensation from her bum for a primary spot in her mind. “Much better slut.” Julia felt a hand softly massaging her burning bum. She succumbed to the quickly alternating sensations. A moan escaped her lips as her unknown master gently slipped one finger passed her moist lips. “What are you?” he hissed. “Hmmmm… A slut, I’m a slut!” was the eager response. “Whose slut?” the voice gently, but sternly inquired. “Your slut. I’m yours to command.” Julia was rewarded by two fingers roughly shoved into her cunt without warning. She groaned and twisted with pleasure. ~~~ This was going better than even Michael had dreamed. He’d keyed in James and received some tips in exchange but so far he’d not used any of the advice. Julia truly was a slut. She just needed someone to show her how. He started pumping his two fingers in and out of her soaked pussy. Her moisture practically dripping of his fingers. She was so incredibly horny, and he’d hardly done anything. In response she was pushing her ass back to better feel his fingers. Michael decided to oblige for a few more seconds. She had been mostly a good girl so far after all. ~~~ It only took moments for Julia to feel her body tensing up as she approached her climax, but suddenly the fingers were pulled out. She couldn’t help herself, her hand moved out of its own accord down to her clit. “Tsk… ...
    tsk…” followed by another hard spank startled her out of her foolish attempt. Embarrassed she withdrew her hand and put it back against the wall. “You are still not allowed to touch yourself without my say so slut, remember. I will think off a suitable punishment for this transgression.” His delicious caress returned as he continued speaking which sparked another wave of embarrassment as Julia realised how badly she wanted it, needed it. “You will get your lunch here, drink your coffee, but leave your thong on the table where you sit when you leave. Do you understand?” “Yes…” Julia managed to bring out in a hoarse whisper. She heard the door unlock and open and felt his presence disappear from the small room. She turned around quickly, but all she could see was the trace of a hand push the edge of the door as it softly closed. She stepped towards the door before she realised she was still completely exposed. Hastily she pulled down her skirt back down and made sure it covered everything it should. She checked the tiny mirror to see if she looked decent enough for the public. She was shocked by the fact that a few tears had destroyed her carefully done make up. Hastily she cleaned herself up but by the time she ripped open the door it was unclear who her unknown tormenter was. Unsteadily she walked over to the counter and ordered her standard drip coffee. Julia was not particularly impressed by the Starbucks coffee which she always complained was too ‘American’. The drip coffee ...
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