I was now meeting with George at least once a week, often staying until morning depending on what we had on the next day. Our sex was fantastic, he made me feel so wanton, a real girly slut eager to please. He had also started to get a little more dominant with me, now happy to direct our sex without asking permission. I loved being asked to kneel in front of him and suck his cock until he came in my mouth. I often couldn’t swallow fast enough and his cum would dribble down my face and onto whatever I was wearing.
He had set aside one of his spare rooms for my use. It had its own en suite and an old fashioned brass framed double bed. He had also cleared a wardrobe and chest of drawers so I could keep a few things there. The room provided a space for me to have my Cinderella moments in private, letting him only experience me as Rebecca. Over the weeks I’d stocked his spare room with a few satin nighties, a couple of outfits, shoes, some lingerie sets, lots of stockings and of course lots and lots of panties. It was surprising how many panties I got through when I was with George, both through my own orgasms and also from large quantities of his cum leaking from my anus after our many rounds of sex.
We were cuddling on the sofa one evening, after a he’d given me a firm fucking on the kitchen table. One of my favourite positions as I would always orgasm intensely as his thrusting rubbed my girly cock between myself and the table top. I’d got changed into a short satin nightie, and new panties of course, but kept on my stockings and heels from earlier in the evening as George really liked me that way. I wanted to talk to George about some specific exploits in one of the erotic books I’d been reading that I really wanted to try. However, somehow I got side tracked and we talked about work.
He owned his own distribution and warehousing business, employing 100 or so people. By all accounts he’d had a difficult few years trying to pay back the large loan he’d had to take out to buy out his ex wife’s share of the business. This was now nearly paid off and he was very upbeat about the future. I explained that I was an independent IT consultant and made a living taking contracts were I could. While there was no long term security the market for contractors was OK at the moment. I told him I was currently engaged as the lead consultant for a large web services implementation that meant I’d struggle to take days or indeed some weekends off for the next month or so. I couldn’t help mentioning that my clothes, makeup and lingerie were making a big dent in my income.
After distracting him with a few kisses, I finally managed to change the subject and discuss the book I’d been reading. The scenes in question were of a submissive cross-dresser whose master often kept her in a chastity cage and wearing a butt plug. I explained that just the thought of wearing those items under my clothes made me incredibly horny. George smiled and agreed it would be very hot for me to be in a chastity cage and plugged for some of our evening sessions.
After some obvious thought he suggested we go to the adult store together and see if we could pick up a few items. I hesitated as it would mean a daylight trip out in public for Rebecca. He saw the expression on my face and said how great it would be for me to accompany him, and of course he would be there to hold my hand and look after me. The thought was definitely making me aroused. Then he put the cherry on the cake by saying it would be incredibly hot if I was dressed in a particularly slutty outfit for the visit. I told him I wasn’t sure about that part but we should definitely plan to go.
Sitting on the sofa, we agreed a date that was in about 6 weeks time when my main implementation work should have completed and I could take a day off. The shop was off a main road between too towns, on its own, with some discrete parking around the back. It would be quiet on a mid week day morning, as I’d found out when purchasing my dildo there sometime ago. George then said he had a surprise for me and led me upstairs and into the spare room I was using. He produced a blind fold and as he was putting it on me he explained that he did indeed listen to me when I talked about the erotic books I’d been reading and the parts that turned me on. He said he hoped I would enjoy what he had in planned for me next.
He turned me around to face the metal frame at the end of the bed and gently bent me over the frame so my bottom was up in the air clearly exposed under my short nightie. He then then went around each side of the bed and secured my wrists with Velcro cuffs which he must have previously secured to the sides of the bed frame. Finally he used similar cuffs on my ankles to spread my legs and secure them each to a bed post. I was now basically spread eagle bent over the bed frame with my exposed bottom in the air. I was also very aroused. I couldn’t see what was happening with the blind fold on but could hear him removing his clothes and moving behind me.
Suddenly I felt a firm spank on one of my bottom cheeks followed quickly by one on the other cheek. The spanks became firmer and more frequent and I could feel my cheeks reddening from the repeated spanking. I felt like a submissive slut and was now moaning in ecstasy, pre cum leaking into my panties. My bottom cheeks now felt like they were glowing red hot and starting to get quite sore. I was about to say I couldn’t take any more when George stopped and I felt his well lubed cock push firmly inside my anus. He started rhythmically thrusting deep inside me, deliberately slapping his hips against my, now slightly sore, bottom cheeks, It was too much for me and I quickly filled my panties. Clearly, George was excited too by fucking me while I was tied up over the bed frame. He came more strongly than usual and I could feel his strong jets of cum pulsing inside me.
We were both breathless and as I relaxed in my constraints he slowly pulled himself out of me and started undoing the Velcro straps. He pulled me up and we kissed, his cum now gushing from my anus. I told him that he had just given me the best surprise ever.
Tying me up and spanking me became another dynamic of our sex lives other the next few weeks, not every time and not always over the bed frame. At times George made me feel like a gorgeous women, a lover, and at other times he really brought out the girly slut within. I couldn’t have been happier and wanted to spend more and more time with George as Rebecca.
The day of our visit to the adult store was rapidly approaching, George kept asking what I’d decided to wear and I told him it would be a surprise. He would now occasionally request certain looks or outfits for our meets although as we were going out in public this time he was leaving it up to me. He of course often mentioned how hot it would be if I was brave enough to dress really slutty for the visit and that he would be there with me and look after me.
We agreed I’d come over the night before the visit, stay over and we’d go together in his car the following morning, aiming to arrive at the shop around 10:30. After another evening of amazing sex with George my alarm woke me at 6am. I quickly silenced it, slipped out from under Georges arm and made may way to the spare room to I could clean up from last night and get ready. I needed to completely remove my makeup, have a good shower, douche and shave before getting ready for our trip out.
As George suggested, I had decided it would be incredibly horny to be dressed as a slut for our trip to the adult store. I’d not let George know what I’d be wearing and was hoping to surprise him. I’d selected a black bra with thin shoulder and rear straps, black stocking belt, seamed fully fashioned black stockings with a seam and some new 12cm black patent high heels with an ankle strap. These were higher than I was used too and certainly made walking more of a challenge. I was pairing this with a very short black leather mini skirt and a very see through cream pull-over blouse with long sleeves, round lace collar and lace cuffs that had small buttons to fasten. I’d have to wear my B cup breast forms to pull the look off as my bra would be clearly visible through my sheer top.
I decided to go with my hair up and apply my make up heavier than usual finishing off with some bright red lipstick and matching nails. I was going to use long, glue on nails rather than varnish my own. After a struggle I had also managed to glue in some long false eyelashes. Finally I fastened a thin cream silk scarf around my neck, with a side tie letting the ends rest on my shoulder. This not only looked sexy, it also hid my Adams apple. I stood back and admired the look, much more of a slut look than I’d ever attempted before. It was certainly working for me. If it had not been for the tight panties my girly cock would have been at full salute as I stared at myself in the mirror, hardly believing it was actually me.
It had taken me 3 hours to get ready and I could hear that George was up and could smell the coffee brewing downstairs. I grabbed a small handbag containing some essential makeup, spare panties and stockings and then headed downstairs. George was in the kitchen and stopped dead, mouth open, when he saw me. He said he couldn’t believe how good I looked as a sexy slut. We drank our coffees. Then, just as I though we were leaving, he said that to really get in character as a sexy slut he should cum inside me so I would feel his cum in my panties while we were out.
I was not so sure this was a good idea, however, I was very eager to be fucked by George, my outfit was making me extremely horny. He hitched up my skirt and bent me over the table in one of our usual spots. My higher heels meant I had to spread my legs a little wider than usual for him to be able enter me comfortably. He slipped his trousers off, applied plenty of lube, pulled my panties to one side and proceeded to fuck me. This was not making love, this was a hard fucking and I loved it being dressed as I was. He kept saying what a good little slut I was and soon emptied his usual large load inside me. It always felt so good feeling the pulses of his cock ejaculating and his thrusting against my prostrate. I certainly felt like a very lucky little slut. He withdrew slowly and told me to clench and hold in as much as I could.
After straightening myself up and adjusting my skirt we were leaving. George held the passenger door open for me as I got in and closed it when I was seated. He had a luxury car, fairly new with cream leather seats. He set off driving carefully out of town towards the main road. As I sat besides him I was now feeling very nervous and also very exposed in the outfit I’d selected. When seated my short skirt left my stocking tops on full view and I could now feel Georges cum seeping out of me, despite my best clenching efforts. He saw my expression and reassured me that he would be there by my side and would look after me.
It was not long before we pulled into the empty car park behind the shop. George opened my door for me and helped me out. I had to take very short tottery steps in these heels. We made our way to the door, one of those air-lock arrangements that only let in one person at a time to be buzzed through. I went first and entered the shop. It was reasonably large, a main room with 2 or 3 smaller rooms off to the sides. Each room contained high display racks of merchandise that seemed to satisfy every taste and fetish. George took my hand and we started wandering the aisles. I was relieved we seemed to be on our own.
After a few minutes we found the male sex toys isle which had a whole selection of butt plugs, vibrating rings, chastity cages and more. I picked up a pink chastity device that offered several base rings and a tough silicone sheath designed to fit most sizes. It looked like it would pull my girly cock in and down to limit bulging so I suggested we get that one. George agreed and said he couldn’t wait to see me in it. I was relaxing a little, the heels, my outfit and of course the cum seeping from my anus made me feel so sexy and slutty. I started to enjoy the thrill of being here with George. George selected a vibrating butt plug for me. This came with a remote control unit. He also picked up a slim vibrating ring to go round the base of my cock which he thought might fit alongside the cage.
As we were making our way to the till a couple of lads, mid 20s, were buzzed into the shop. I immediately felt panic again. George squeezed my hand in his and we continued to the till. George paid and, surprisingly for me, also collected a package that had been waiting for him there. He wouldn’t tell me what it was, just that he hoped it would be a pleasant surprise for me. As we walked back towards the door, George deliberately guided me down the aisle where the lads were looking at vibrators. He stopped almost alongside them and started pointing out various devices to me suggesting we should get one. The lads were now full on ogling at how I looked, my legs, my heels and see through blouse. I caught the eye of one of them and gave him a little wink. George seeing that he had achieved what he’d wanted, led me slowly out. I made sure to put on a very feminine walk and wiggle as their eyes were no doubt fixed to my bottom and legs as we left. “Wow, that felt so horny. But you were really naughty drawing me to the attention of those lads” I said to George. He smiled and said, “I’m so glad you enjoyed it darling, I was hoping you would”
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