Becoming His Slut Wife Pt. 05

Becoming His Slut Wife 5

WEDNESDAY

Our discussion of last night's events was short but sweet. I thanked Daddy for the amazing experience and he praised me for doing so good and he was proud of me. He told me that today would be a vacation day, a day of exploring the town some more but there were plans for tonight.

We ate breakfast in the main resort, no special tips for the staff. In the bathroom, I ran into Mandi, the slut wife that I met at the beach the other day. We had a nice discussion before I returned to Daddy at the table.

We spent the day in town having fun and doing a bit of shopping before returning to our cabana later in the afternoon. I did find it arousing to call him Daddy out in public and hearing him call me Lace.

The dress that Daddy laid out for me was deliciously sexy and slutty. It was a short black dress. The top tied behind my neck, the back was completely open down to my waist. The front plunged low, two panels draped loosely over my breasts. The bottom part was snug at my waist then hung loosely down to my mid thigh. The sides had slits half way up my thigh. This dress was made for easy access to my body. I wore no panties but I did have on black thigh high stockings, the bottom of the dress barely covered the top of them. I also wore my standard spiked heels.

Daddy was dressed nicely in slacks and a shirt. He held my hand as we went through the main resort and out to the main driveway. All the men we passed looked at me with such desire.

A black limo picked us up. When we got in the limo, there was a very handsome older man sitting in the back seat. He looked to be in his late 40's, with salt and pepper hair. He was tan and wore a nice shirt and pants. He was taller than me and looked like he had a good build to him. I instantly noticed his wedding ring. I wonder what Daddy and he had planned for me. Daddy had me sit next to the man while he sat across from us. The car pulled away and headed for town. He introduced himself as "Mr. Carson" but told me that I needed to call him "Sir". I knew that calling him Sir meant that Daddy expected me to be the submissive slut with him.

"You are even more beautiful in person, Lace."

"Thank you, Sir."

I could only assume that Daddy had shown him photos of me when he arranged this little outing.

"Your husband says that you enjoy new experiences, especially with married men."

"Yes, Sir. I do."

His eyes kept exploring my body. My little slut dress highlighted my womanly features.

"My wife is out of town and I am in the mood for some fun, which I think you could provide. Do you like fun, Lace?"

I moved a little closer to him. I looked into his brilliant eyes and licked my lips.

"Yes, Sir. I like having fun."

He turned to face me. He caressed my thigh.

"Do you want to have some fun with me? Will you be my date tonight?"

Saying "no"wasn't really an option but I wouldn't have said no anyway.

"Yes Sir."

He put his left arm around me and pulled me tight against him. His other hand was in the slit of my dress, caressing my thigh where the stockings ended. He kissed me deeply and wonderfully. Our tongues danced together like lovers. I shivered as I felt his strong hand moving further up my thigh. I whimpered into his mouth as his fingertip brushed over my pussy lips. I kissed him harder and opened my legs wider, inviting him to touch me further.

As he broke from our kiss, he ran a finger between my wet folds and over my aching clit.

"Ohhh Sir, that feels so good."

I purred.

He rubbed his finger back and forth a few times on my clit, it made me moan.

"Ohhh you like that?"

"Yes Sir."

His finger stopped moving and he pressed his fingertip down on my clit.

"Does your clit desire attention?"

"Yes Sir. Please Sir."

I moaned with a begging tone.

He pulled his hand out from under my dress. He reached next to him and grabbed a small box.

"A gift for you Lace."

"Thank you Sir."

I opened the lid to see a black lace thong. When I picked it up, the panty was heavy. As I ran my finger over the material, there was something hard inside the front panel. I looked at him curiously and asked him what it was.

"Put them on and I will show you."

I slid my legs into the thong. I raised my hips up as I put the panty in place. Whatever was in the panty parted my pussy lips and pressed against my clit. He reached into his pants pocket and pulled out something the size of a lighter. He pressed his thumb on the item.

"Oooohhhhhhhh!"

I moaned as the thing in the panty vibrated and teased my clit. I squirmed in my seat. He turned the vibe on high, the sensations were crazy good. Then he lowered the speed down to low, my clit was tingling. When I caught my breath he ordered me to kneel in the limo before him and I obeyed him. He leaned forward and caressed my cheek while telling me how beautiful I was. The vibe was still on low, teasing me.

He reached for the top of my dress, his fingers hooked the material and pulled the two drapes of material to the side so that my breasts were exposed to him.

"Mmmmm. Beautiful dark hard nipples."

He picked up another small box and opened it. He pulled out a long silver chain. At each end of the chain was a large metal lobster claw clamp. He pinched and pulled on my left nipple. He secured one of the clamps to it. I let out a cry as I felt the sharp pinch. He did the same to my other nipple. The silver chain hung down my body almost to my belly button.

I was taking short rapid breaths as I got used to the feel of the clamps. He put the sides of my dress back in place, covering my breasts. A good portion of the chain that held them was exposed. He sat back and turned the vibe up. I moaned as the clamps gave me one feeling and the vibe a different one.

"Do you like how that feels, Lace?"

"Yes Sir."

"Then I think you should show me your appreciation."

"Yes Sir."

I knew what he wanted. I unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his pants. He gave me a little help pulling them down. He had a deliciously long thick hard cock. I moved closer between his spread legs and took him into my mouth as the limo continued driving down the road. I quickly took him deep into my throat to show him that I could. I bobbed my head up and down, I let his moans dictate my pace. I could feel the vibe being turned up. It made me work his cock faster. I could hear him praising me. I sucked and sucked on his beautiful cock. When he was close, I took him deep into my throat and let him cum down my throat. The feeling of him in my throat, having him cum mixed with the nipple clamps and vibe all made me a super horny mess.

The vibe stopped when he pulled his cock out of my mouth. He pulled up his pants. He called me a good girl.

"Now let's go eat."

The limo door opened. I didn't realize that we stopped. We got out in the parking lot of a restaurant. He took me by the hand and we went into the restaurant. Jack took a seat at the bar while we made our way to a booth in the back.

Sir, ordered for us both. We made small talk about how I liked the Island and such. It was like being on a regular date except for each time the waiter came by he turned on the vibe to drive me crazy. We shared a desert and romantically he fed me my portion.

When we left the table, he turned the vibe on low. I had to walk out of the restaurant with my pussy being teased. I held his arm tightly for balance. Jack walked a little bit behind us.

When we got back in the limo, he had me sit on his lap and we made out until the car came to its final stop. He led us into a small but fancy apartment. I asked him if this is where he lived. He told me no, that this is where he comes to have fun.

He took me directly into the bedroom, Jack stood in the doorway to watch. Sir kissed me then ordered me to strip for him. I swayed to music in my head. I seductively removed my dress, then my heels and stockings. I gave him a hug and kiss before I removed the thong. I stood naked before him except for the nipple clamps. I ran my finger along the silver chain.

"And your gift?"

"Leave it on."

He had me lay on the bed.

He ordered me to tug on the chain that held the clamps and to count out loud with each tug. Each time I tugged, I was supposed to pull harder.

"1"

The clamps pulled on my aching nipples.

"2"

"3"

As I pulled on the chain he was preparing things.

"9"

"10"

"11"

The harder I pulled, the harder the sting was but I loved the pain.

"19"

"20"

He had me stop. There was a bit of relief when I let go of the chain. He ordered me to lay on the padded table face up. I climbed onto the table as directed. There were candles in jars that he lit next to it.

"Do you trust me?"

"Yes Sir."

I let out a cry as he removed the nipple clamps. He told me to relax and breathe as he picked up one of the candles. His hand hovered above my breasts. He tilted the candle, a drop of hot melted wax landed on my nipple. I let out a moan, the wax was hot, it stung but was completely arousing.

He dribbled a little more wax onto my nipples. What a feeling it was, the hot wax warmed and stung my nipple then as it cooled it contracted, pulling on my flesh. I had never experienced anything like it, what a unique way to deliver pleasure and pain.

When he saw me able to handle the sensations, he continued on. He poured more wax over my breasts. I loved the feel of the wax running down my tits. Yes I screamed at times but it was a happy scream. After coating both of my tits he dropped wax on my belly. A trail ran down my belly and along my pussy. He moved like an artist painting the canvas that was my body. I moaned about how good it felt. That I felt like I was a living art piece.

The sensations rippled through my body as the wax cooled.

He took a picture of the wax on my body. I thought it was beautiful and I thanked him. He leaned down and gave me a kiss. He told me to relax and trust him.

He picked up a sharp knife and told me that he was going to remove the wax. It was scary and thrilling seeing the sharp knife. The cold steel blade contrasted next to the still warm wax. Like a surgeon he scraped the wax from my flesh.

I held still for him knowing any sudden movement on my part could end up with me being cut. I watched the blade gliding over my flesh, chunks of wax falling away. I moaned as the blade softly scraped over my hard nipples. He trailed the tip of the blade down my belly and headed to my sex. I was so incredibly aroused as he removed the wax from my pussy lips as he stood between my spread legs. He brushed the remaining wax fragments off of my pussy. He leaned down and planted kisses on my pussy.

I shivered and moaned as his tongue ran between my folds and over my clit. He started to rise up, his tongue left my pussy.

"No Sir. Please don't stop."

I protested softly.

"Please Sir, taste me. Taste what you did to me. Let me cum for you."

I begged him.

He didn't answer with words. His head lowered between my legs and his tongue danced on my clit.

"Taste how wet and horny I am for you Sir."

I purred.

Oh my God he was good. He whipped me into a frenzy with his tongue. My hands gripped the sides of the table, my back arched up.

"I'm cumming for you Sir."

My pussy spasmed and gushed, Sir greedily lapped my honey.

"Thank you Sir, thank you."

He helped me up, he brushed off any debris from the wax. My flesh was red. I sat on the end of the bed as directed. I glanced over to Daddy who was smiling. Sir moved the table out of the way. He took something out of a drawer and unfolded it. I watched as he hooked straps and things to chains that hung from the ceiling. It looked like a small hammock hanging there.

He helped onto the little hammock. It supported only my back. My head hung off the one end and my ass rested at the other. He strapped my arms out to the sides with other ropes that hang from the ceiling. He spread my legs wide and secured them in place. I was restrained, spread wide and helpless. He moved around and stood by my head. He turned my head to face him and he pushed the swollen head of his cock into my mouth.

"Taste what you do to me."

I looked up into his eyes as I sucked on the head of his cock, pulling the precum into my hungry mouth. I so badly wanted him grab my head and fuck my face but he didn't. Instead he replaced his cock with a ball gag. He picked something out of a drawer. He showed me that he had a handful of clothespins, the kind with springs. He moved around and stood between my spread legs. I whimpered as he pulled on my pussy lip and fastened a clothespin to it. The pinch was out of this world.

He put 4 clothespins on each of my pussy lips. The weight of them made my lips fold back. I was exposed. He plugged in a Hitachi wand vibrator and put it on my clit. The vibrator not only bounced on my clit but also hot the clothespins. I screamed into the gag and my body shook. Words can't describe what I was feeling, it was so intense. I came so hard. The wand was firmly on my pussy sending me into orgasm after orgasm. It took my breath away when he slowly took one pin off at a time while still working my pussy over with the vibrator. I lost count of the orgasms after the fifth one. When the pins were all removed, he set down the vibe and rammed his big fat hard cock into my creamy dripping pussy. He felt so good inside me. He fucked me good and came deep inside me. It was crazy hanging there and being fucked.

He unhooked my arms and legs, he helped me down. My legs were shaking and I had to hold onto him for support. He carried me into the bathroom and we showered together. He dried me off and carried me back to the bed. I felt little in his strong arms. Jack no longer stood in the doorway, I didn't see him at all. Sir laid me down gently on the bed and he joined me, we laid face to face on our sides. He held me and kissed me like lovers. His hands glided over my body as I gently stroked his hard cock. I lifted my leg and rested on top of him. His cock started to fill my pussy. He made love to me slowly. My hips rocked to meet his thrusts. He had enjoyed my submissive side, he had enjoyed my slut side and now he was enjoying me as a lover. Sir making love to me after all the pain play was so welcomed and needed. He had taken me to new highs earlier and being intimate with him was bringing me back down safely.

His cock moved beautifully inside me. I wanted to feel more of him, all of him. I rolled onto my back bringing him with me. I spread my legs wider, his cock sank in fully. I loved the feeling of his weight on top of me. Our fingers interlocked. Slowly he made love to me. We kissed and told each other how good it felt.

With being grounded in our love making, my ability to orgasm had returned. I held back from cumming. I purred into his ear that I would cum for him when cums in me. Our hips rocked together, he was so deep inside me.

"Cum for me please."

He thrusted with a bit more power. When his hot load erupted inside me, I came for him. We remained still as we enjoyed our orgasms. He kissed me deeply and thanked me for being so wonderful. Then he showed me even more kindness, he dressed me slowly. We hugged and kissed goodbye. He handed me the remote for the panty as well as the nipple clamps. I left the bedroom with my gifts in hand. Daddy was waiting for me. He greeted me with a big hug and kiss.

"Did you enjoy yourself, Lace?"

"Yes Daddy I did. Thank you so much."

We left the apartment and the limo was waiting to take us back to the resort. On the ride back, I got down on my knees and worshiped Daddy's cock with my mouth.