She met the man again, just as she had done before. Such a delicious escapade that had been: the result of two lustfuls, hungry for what the other could offer. And it was not just a one night venture, either. No, the man wanted to play again and this time, she was to wear something special. Following His sissy slut dressing orders to a ‘T’, she donned her pink and pretty, walked the streets of New Orleans with him and felt like a million.

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Slut en femme, slut on demand

Stepping into a lively bar, she kept her eyes on the man, her Master. Prepared to bend, cower, suck and serve, she acted like a lady until the mood changed. Receiving an order from his luscious lips, she set her sights on his friend, the bartender. As he was walking away from the counter for a break, she had recieved her task: follow that bartender and offer him the blowjob that had already been arranged. She already knew what she wanted, and being asked was just a formality. Her slut stroke and suck was just what that bartender needed that night, but he wouldn’t be the only customer.

She would find herself with more cock than she had expected, and she reveled in it. As others watched, it quickened her pulse but not her work. Other cocks were soon ready, and one by one, they entered her mouth. The buttplug in her pussy was removed and she was fucked just as she needed to be. That night would hold more surprise, as she was later allowed to play with her clit and ordered to stop just before the final moment. Heart pound after heart pound, she became limp and then a chastity device was brought out and placed on her. Later, her orders were clear. She would be ready for her Master whenever he called her, if she had any hope for lock removal, if she had any hope at all.

It was everything that made her thrive.