“Are you going to be a good little slut?” I moan in response and whimper, wanting to ask permission to rub my pussy but also wanting to wait for D...ddy to give me his permission. Daddy has me rub ice around my nipples next, which makes my clit throb with longing. My mouth is watering I am so horny, begging Daddy to punish me for being such a dirty little slut. “Get out your little pocket rocket now, baby.” I’ve had it waiting under my pillow since this morning… my hand closes around the base and. “ANSWER IT” he commanded.I picked up the receiver. I thought Rob would stop but he kept hammering his cock into me. I tried to make my voice sound normal. “Hello? Oh, hi Mark.”It was my husband on the phone while his friend was fucking me like an animal in heat. Even that didn’t stop Rob. He started pounding harder still as I tried to pay attention to Mark blabbing on about some work thing he needed me to go to.I lost all focus when Rob started playing with the plug in my ass. He turned it at. I expected to be slapped down, but she moaned and opened her shirt completely, giving me full access."Over the next week, I found out experimentally what having a sex slave felt like. I got to touch and taste her whenever I wanted, and she'd eat me out whenever I told her to. If I hadn't eventually found a boyfriend, and reminded myself how much more I enjoyed a good cock-ride, we'd probably still be together."I eventually found her a master, and he told me later that she was actually much more. That was a surprise indeed and he looked fantastic in them. Everything was cool and it really was as if he hadn’t mentioned that I am “Aussie Speedo Guy”. Until we split up in the carpark and Alex said that he wore AussieBum’s because I’d recently posted a bunch of pics of guys wearing AussieBums.That put some of my fears of him ‘outting’ me to rest but only enhanced the disturbance in my pants.Fast forward another week or so and Alex and I only swam once together because I had some friends in.