Written by Kfg

BDSM
22 Jun 2012


Although Dee was an excellent housewife in many ways she had one fault that she never seemed to be able to improve upon. Her memory. Every time that she went shopping for all of the weeks groceries she invariably came home without several much needed items. Someone else in the house was starting to get rather annoyed at Dee constantly having to ‘nip out’ to buy essentials that she had forgotten.

From Dee’s side everything was just dandy. She liked to go into chatrooms and after flirting and shamelessly teasing the guys online with her wicked words she came away on a high. Daydreaming on the tedious shopping trips kept her happy enough.

Little did she know that she was about to pay for her forgetfulness in the most unexpected way.

On a bright sunny morning of one of Dee’s shopping days, dressed in a summery dress, hair washed and dried, make up on, she sat down at her laptop ready for a little visit to the chat room. As she opened her PC it was an envelope that she saw on top of the keyboard, it was addressed to her and under her name was written the words ‘forgetfulness’ She recognised the writing and slipped her finger into the side and ripped it open. She sat wide mouthed as she read the contents of the letter…….

It seemed that someone in the house wanted her to learn to not forget anything on her shopping trips. She really wasn’t sure if it would work but she new that she had to do it or someone would be cutting up her credit card. Chewing her lip she grabbed a note book and a pencil went to the kitchen and started to make a long list of all of the items that she required. As she wrote each item she tried so hard to remember but it was difficult, her mind wandered to the other contents of the letter.

Clutching the list of shopping in her hand and the letter in her other hand she went out to the garden and unpegged 6 pegs from the washing line as per the letters instructions. As she walked back into the house and to her bedroom she was re-reading the letter, she felt nervous and some excitement, she hadn’t done anything like this before. Their play had been very adventurous but she had never experienced something like this alone. The last line of the letter she found confusing and wondered what he had meant by it ‘each forgotten item = 1 inch’

In the bedroom she pulled out her new set of clothes and removed her dress and her undies. Opening the wardrobe door she surveyed her naked self in the mirror. She was happy with what she saw as she slid her hand down on to her pussy. It was wet, she couldn’t help but rub her clit. As she sighed she realised that she wasn’t trying to memorise her shopping list! One last quick look through till her eyes were distracted by the six pegs laying on the bed. She could put it off no longer, going back to the mirror a peg in hand she pulled her lips apart and clipped the first peg low down. The first bite was a little bit of a shock but it very soon settled to a quiet pinching. Slowly she clipped on the other pegs. Three each side running all the way up her pussy lips the last being as high as possible. With her hands she spread herself open. Her cunt was open wide and the top one pulled and exposed her little nub. The bite of the pegs was bearable, it was turning her on and she could see the moisture gathering.

The pegs knocked together as she grabbed hold of the full tight knickers, the ones she used to flatten her tummy, she had been told to wear. Pulling them up over her thighs she had to take care as they inched up and over her bottom and pussy. As directed she spread the pegs open and finally pulled the tight knickers in place. The material soaked up the dampness and she felt a stronger pull on her lips as she began to move.

Next she put in her most sexiest bra, her breasst had a habit of trying to escape especially when she bent forward. He loved herself in this bra, it made her feel sexy and the skimpy top that she was told to put on showed off her clevage. Swallowing and acutely aware of her very open and exposed pussy she picked up her newest and tightest jeans. They fitted like a glove and made her bum look particularly good…they were very tight!

With a deep breath she pulled the jeans right up high to fasten the button, they pulled between her legs with the extra items tucked in her panties. As she pulled the zip up she felt the pressure against her clit, with the bite of the pegs insistent and uncomfortable. She tried to sit down to put on her high heels but thought the better of it and slipped them on trying hard not to wobble, each movement of her legs causing the jeans to shift and pull against her pulled open exposed cunt.

Her mind centred on one area only she hurried out to the car. Every step causing a pull on her pussy lips and friction against her clit. Sitting down very carefully in her car and driving away from home she realised that she hadn’t taken a final scan of her shopping list. The letter had said that she should memorise all of the items and not to take the list with her. Her task now was to complete the shopping trying to remember every item on the list.

At the car park she tried to get out of her car as delicately as possible, ‘would you like your car washed’ the grimy polish guy asked, not so much her but her breasts which were finely on display in the skimpy top and bra. Refusing the guy and glancing at her own cleavage she realised that her boobs had already nearly slipped their cups. Glancing furtively around she pushed them back in feeling the sensitivity of her nipples as she did so. A swift thought of pegs on her nipples entered her mind.

Grabbing a trolley and attempting to walk with as little movement as possible was difficult, she was sure some of the guys knew what was hidden under her clothing as they pretended to not look her over. But as she walked into the shop her mind went blank, could she remember all of the list there must have been some fifty odd items!......

Trying to fight the stimulation and the increasing pressure against her pussy lips she travelled around the shop. Dreading the items on the lower shelves, luckily there were just a few, she daren’t squat down. Bending over to reach the items her nipples came to the edge of the bra which was barely covered by the skimpy top, when she stood up her choice was to push them back in if no one could see or leave them and pretend not to notice the leering or the tuts of disapproving old ladies.

At one point the heightened sensations from her stimulated clit together with the pinching pain of the pegs made her stop and breath deeply, she wanted to come so badly. She made herself think of the list which swam before her eyes. He surely was teaching her a lesson she wouldn’t forget.

With her trolley quite full but really having no idea by now if she had remembered everything, she now knew that she was told to find the longest queue. The pain from the pegs was becoming quite intense and she moved from foot to foot trying to find a more comfortable position. As she waited she realised her big mistake, she had grabbed one of the deeper trolleys’ which would mean reaching down to the bottom of the trolley to retrieve the final items. Fighting to keep her tits in place and to not have to stretch to far causing her pussy pain and pleasure she was aware of being watched.

Still blushing furiously and with her trolley full of bags beside her car she wondered if she could drive home without crashing the car……

Her bedroom was the first place she headed to when she got home, quickly unzipping her jeans, peeling off her awfully wet panties and then delicately starting to remove the pegs. Each one caused exquisite pain as the blood began to return. They were wet from her own excitement. She dipped her finger dip inside, sliding it upwards to her clit, almost swooning with pleasure as she collapsed onto the bed and stroked her engorged clit. Her orgasm came very quickly, panting and moaning with her own pleasure she rolled her head to the side feeling wave after wave of passion fuelled lust cruise through her entire body.

A little while later she awoke, remembering what had happened earlier and smiling she suddenly remembered the shopping was still down stairs and also the list!.....She knew she couldn’t cheat the list as it could be easily found out. One by one she went through every item crossing them out. Many of the items she simply couldn’t figure out why she had grabbed them as they weren’t on the list at all. As she was coming to the last bag she could see that there were still a lot of items left on the list. Finally she counted up how many were left ….17….that was far more than she had ever forgotten she was sure, but how could she have done better with such a distraction.

That evening when he came home, his first question was how was her day, stumbling for words as he looked her directly in the eye he then ask simply ‘how many?’

Looking down at her feet she replied 17, she didn’t dare ask what he had meant by the 17 in inches. He explain to Dee that he had guessed it would be quite a lot of missing items, and that he hoped she was still dripping from her orgasm. He directed her to take a look in his brief case. She opened the clip with shaking hands, at the bottom of the otherwise empty case was the largest dildo that she had ever seen. 16 inch girth he told her……

He followed her as she slowly climbed the stairs and watched as she removed her clothes and laid down on the bed, bidding her to open her legs wide and to show him the bruising form the pegs. She felt strangely shy as she displayed herself, she closed her eyes his lips met hers as he kissed the bruising.

Standing up all to quickly from his kisses he placed the dildo on the side and looked down upon her pussy. He wanted her to stay with her legs open wide, she wasn’t to bring them together , there would be no tying her legs open tonight, she was to co operate. She let herself sink back into the soft duvet as he inserted one finger deep into her vagina. He twisted and turned the finger driving her to near orgasm, stopping he pulled out and then roughly inserted two fingers, she arched her back wanting him to circle them around, to seek out her most intimate sensitive parts. He simply parted his fingers and slowly concentrated on his task. His third finger was joining the others quite swiftly and she was starting to feel the stretch.

Just three fingers and Dee glanced at the dildo, no way! no way!, was he really going to try to push that inside. Her thought’s were broken when he took out his fingers and began to apply lube to his hand, she swallowed not daring to say anything at all…..Four fingers entered her, they eased their way in easily with the lube right up to the knuckles. He moved them, twisting and turning. Trying hard to relax, she felt his thumb slip in. He held his hand in place and asked her to breath deeply. Slowly, slowly she could feel herself stretch more and more, he twisted his hand and suddenly his hand slipped in, his fist buried, filling her pussy, she let out a squeal as her cunt lips wrapped themselves around his slimmer wrist.

12 inches he told her with a smile………5 more inches to go……he wriggled his fingers, pushing her over the edge……… she orgasmed, he could feel her tightening, the wetness around his hand as she came. Gradually he slid out his hand as she gasped.

Glancing over at the large dildo, her eyes followed his. ‘No please, no I don’t think I can take it’ she pleaded. He picked it up and held it in front of her face, ‘so just how are you going to take 17 inch’s Dee’ ‘you have to learn this lesson’ leaving the large dildo in her hands he went to the drawer and brought out a large butt plug ‘I think I have the answer’ He measured the girth a the widest point it was 6 inches. ‘perfect, one more inch for good measure Dee’

Obediently she moved onto all fours, arching her back making her arse ready for the large intrusion. She felt nervous, but she couldn’t help the excitement, his hand rubbed her clit she could feel the dildo nudging at her bottom. It was cold and wet and he pushed it insistently but it wouldn’t budge. Glancing around he had placed the plug on the side making it look quite small against the large dildo. His finger quickly penetrated her arse hole. Feeling her muscles swallowing up his finger with ease he quickly pushed two fingers in. With the lube helping he stretched his fingers apart a little and turned them. She shuddered as another orgasm threatened to take her over, his fingers were removed and again the plug nudged at her hole. Opening her mouth and breathing, together they worked to push the dido in to the hilt.

Rolling over onto her back, she felt like a total slut , full in her arse and unashamedly grinding her hips wanting more, wanting to cum. He pulled her pussy lips apart exposing her engorged clit. She loved it, wanting him to look deep within her as if his eyes were fucking her. He slid in some fingers, she was lost having no idea how many. She could feel the constant and insistent stretching, but by now she didn’t care she wanted to be his slut to do whatever he bid. She gasped inaudibly, her mouth wide open as his hand once more slipped into her. ‘Good girl, all 18 inches in place’ he said……’Do you think your forgetfulness will improve now?’…………………….


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