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The Slavery Game

Chapter One

It started as fun.

Sofia Mendes, 29 years old. She had and still has the appearance of a model, which she always dreamed of being in her adolescence, before getting married. Her only problem, if you can call it a problem, was her breasts. Too big for most models today, skin and bone. She told those who suggested that she had no desire to be a slut to model swimsuits or worse. Secretly, she would have jumped at the opportunity if her family or friends hadn't found out. Sofia would get wet just thinking about thousands of men masturbating looking at her body in photos. Photos that never appeared because of her strict upbringing and for not having anyone who supported such spicy thoughts. That was until she met Ricardo. You could never say they were the perfect couple, as Ricardo was a bit of a workaholic, but Sofia saw things in him that went far beyond his mediocre appearance. Ricardo was a man of ideas, often with crazy ideas, and even a little adventurous. This was something Sofia had never experienced before. All her small-town boyfriends were well-behaved and always acted within standards.

Ricardo and Sofia got married after only a year of dating. Sofia was happy that her parents were not alive to oppose their marriage. They would never have approved of a divorced man 8 years older than her. They always bothered her about who she dated and how she acted, even until she was 20. This was mainly due to her older sister, Joana. Joana was 10 years older than Sofia. She left their small town when she was only 18 and immediately got pregnant. Single and with a small daughter, Joana's parents were devastated and refused to speak to her. But before she died, her mother asked Sofia to contact her sister and always be there for her. She did and the sisters became close, even though they lived a good 320 kilometers apart.The Slavery Game фото

Then Ricardo and Sofia got married and it was typical happiness for the first year, a year and a half or so, until Ricardo took on a management position and his work began to take time away from the marriage.

It became obvious to both of them what was starting to happen. Ricardo wasn't going to let another marriage go down the drain, so they started talking about how to spice up the marriage. It was the opportunity Sofia had imagined. She calmed down with some crazy sexual ideas and, in a short time, they started making plans.

The first step for Sofia was to buy some sensual clothes. Ricardo was not surprised by her idea of buying a somewhat daring outfit. In fact, he recommended that she choose something totally daring. It was fun and exciting the day they went to the mall. Sofia couldn't believe how wet her panties were as they drove to the mall. It's true that they didn't dare to shop at the city malls, so they drove to Brook View, just 29 kilometers south.

Choosing the right outfit soon became a challenge between them. First, Sofia appeared in a sheer red cocktail dress, so short that the hem was only 7.5 centimeters from showing her panties.

Ricardo asked how about showing some of those melons. He held up a black dress almost as short, but with an open front that would reveal plenty of cleavage. Sofia almost came when she put it on and dared to leave the fitting room to show Ricardo. It was obvious at first glance that her husband was hard just imagining her going out in public in that outfit.

It was Sofia's turn to show that she could be as daring as him. "What's the matter, hubby? Are you afraid that if your baby shows a little too much skin, you'll be afraid to turn yellow?"

Ricardo said: "I'll tell you what, slutty wife. Go back in there and I'll choose two outfits. You can choose which one you want to go home with, but there's no turning back, right?" Sofia smiled. This was exactly the excitement she wanted to feel. Debauched, sexy, hellish mischief.

She couldn't stop fingering herself while waiting for Ricardo's new choices. She had just climaxed when Ricardo knocked on the fitting room door. Sofia reached out to grab the clothes. "Oh, no. Give me the clothes you came in," he demanded. In a few seconds, she handed over the skirt and blouse she had worn to the mall. But Ricardo didn't give her any clothes. "I said the clothes you came in." "I gave you everything," she replied, getting a little worried about what he was up to.

"No, not everything," Ricardo replied.

It was obvious what he wanted. Soon her bra and panties flew off. "Can I keep my shoes?" she asked, defiantly. He replied that he wanted them too. What the hell was he up to? It was a party clothes store, not a shoe store, but she wasn't going to be the only one to back down today.

Finally, her husband handed her the two looks he had just chosen. Sofia immediately noticed how little material there was for two complete dresses.

The first outfit was a white PVC dress. Sofia struggled to get into it and once vibrated with excitement at what she saw in the mirror. The material stretched tightly and molded every curve of her body and the thin white plastic material was clearly designed to be worn with underwear because her breasts not only seemed to be covered by a thin layer of white paint, but also the tightness pushed her already large breasts together, creating an overflowing cleavage effect. But the worst was how short and tight the bottom molded and displayed her naked buttocks, while the hem was a few centimeters below her now naked pussy. Her nipples and areolas were clearly discernible through the stretched plastic and, depending on how she stood or moved, the dark triangle of her love nest was too.

Ricardo laughed when he heard his wife's frustrated sighs and moans in the fitting room. The next dress looked to Sofia like nothing more than an incandescent pile of straps and belts. It had narrow bands coming out of a strapless top that covered less than a third of each of her firm, full breasts. Basically, there was no back or sides to the top. The top went down to below her navel, where an equally short blouse had slits in front of both thighs. Again, no panties, one false step and one of those slits could open enough to expose her naked pussy. Sofia noted the size before trying it on. It was a 4 and she knew she had told Ricardo to choose size 6 when she told him he could choose the clothes.

"Oh, my dear," she called him. "Was the fact that these two outfits are two sizes smaller than I need not a mistake, was it?"

"Well, my dear horny and wet one. You told me I could choose ANY outfit for you to choose and you said you would deal with it, so choose one to be my slut."

Sofia bit her lip, but her excitement, the excitement and thrill of it all were what she wanted, and she was certainly feeling it now. She came out in the white PVC dress. She turned to show it to Ricardo and replied with her own sarcastic comment: "Do you mind if we keep both? I wouldn't want to be seen in the same dress too often when we go out." Her husband was shocked. He was completely convinced, with the deliberately cheeky clothing choices he had given her, that she would have given up the game and declared him the winner. Instead, she was challenging him even further.

"Now, if you give me my shoes, we can go," she said with a mischievous smile.

"Holy shit," Ricardo thought to himself. "She's really willing to leave this store and go into the mall in that slutty outfit." He was shocked by her audacity, but it was her ironic smile that annoyed him again.

"I think there's a shoe store where we can buy a pair or two of stilettos to match these outfits. Why don't you wait for me at the front of the store while I pay for these things?" Ricardo finally saw the first sign of apprehension in his wife's expression. "Push me, woman. I'll show you both can go beyond the limits."

Ricardo and Sofia had sex like teenagers that night. In fact, they could barely wait the 29 kilometers drive. Sofia gave him a blowjob on the way home. Ricardo didn't last long before he exploded.

They both remembered the look the young shoe store salesman gave when Sofia sat in the chair in front of him and he had an unobstructed view of her naked pussy, with the short plastic hem rising up her thighs, as she tried on six different pairs of shoes. They bought a pair of 12.7 cm strapped heels and a pair of 15 cm stilettos, which she had difficulty even standing in.

Both Ricardo and Sofia had to admit that that day was the most exciting time they had had in months and promised to keep the flame alive with other innovations. Sofia was so happy that Ricardo not only seemed to understand her desire to unleash a little of her wild side, but was also an enthusiastic partner in helping her play the role of Slutty Sofia.

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