Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Submissive Slut (EP5)

"Yes," she whispered, slightly embarrassed to be asking.

"He may make me suck his cock in the second act in front of you two, for example," I said rather casually.

"Oh my God!"

"And I will do it and get wet doing it. I can't explain it, but obeying gives me a pleasure like no other. All my best orgasms come from such domineering submissions."

She looked at me and said, "I could never do anything like that."

I shrugged, "Never say never, girl. But maybe you are content with your sex life and are completely fulfilled, although it doesn't sound like it. Sadly, for me, I must be treated like a slut to get off, it is almost unexplainable, undignified and embarrassing, but true." I glanced at the clock and added, attempting to push her a bit as I expected Mike would expect from me, "We should get back to our Masters."

MIKE

"The girls will be back soon. Just follow my lead and I almost guarantee you will have a much naughtier, submissive fiancée at your beck and call," I advised.

Harold, still mystified by my philosophy, nodded 'yes' in a reluctant and probably unbelieving way. I smiled, knowing that I was right.

The girls returned with our drinks and I immediately started the game, "Thank you, slut."

She didn't even flinch as she responded, "You are welcome, Master."

I looked at Ellen, who was watching the conversation like she was watching a movie. I smiled and said, "Jasmine, take off your panties, good sluts don't wear any."

"As you wish, Master," Jasmine responded, and handed me her drink to hold. She then looked at the young girl and slowly bent down and rather expertly, I must say, pulled off her undies. She handed them to me. Not surprisingly, they were very, very damp.

"Slut, your undies are soaked, why is that?"

"Being your slut turns me on, Master."

The lights flickered, implying we were to be seated. "We should sit back down for the second act."

Once seated, I pondered my next humiliation. I could make her suck my cock. I could make her finger herself. I may even be able to fuck her slyly. Then out of the blue, the naughtiest idea ever came to my mind. One I had no idea would work. One so extreme it could make everything fall apart or it would be the perfect next level of Jasmine's complete submission. As the curtain went up, I contemplated if I should do something so extreme. I tossed the idea around in my head as Act 2 began.

JASMINE

going to make me do next. I anticipated him suggesting a hand job or a blow job, but then he just intently watched the first two songs of the second act. My pussy had been on fire all

tested me enough. But then he leaned towards me and whispered into

would be, I purred like a

to suck my

course, Master,"

dress, Jasmine," he ordered, surprising me.

before awkwardly pulling my dress

your

at him quizzically, but

without any more words, used the long heel as a toy. He rubbed it around my pussy

looked at Ellen who was staring at me stunned.

next three songs, he used the shoe to slowly fuck me. After years of pleasing me, he knew I was getting close to coming from the

with a mixture of humiliation and horniness, but mostly horniness. He

MIKE

second I couldn't go through with it. I had no idea how Ellen

who seemed determined to pretend to be intoxicated with the show. Harold had a smile on his face I can't even begin to describe. Jasmine's hand lay conveniently on my crotch, a constant tease. When the play ended, Ellen quickly exited our booth, pulling her fiancé along like a puppy. Jasmine and I left, hand in hand, and slowly made our way back to the hotel. I joked, "Your room or mine," but I had already decided it would be my rather large suite on the top floor. As soon as we reached my floor, we entered

enjoyment. The next

The moment he called me a slut and ordered I get undressed I instantly got wet again. I had no idea if we would ever be a couple again, but either way I was going to make sure tonight was a night to

to the phone and said into the

he smiled at me and asked, "You are still wearing your

to take it

"Take off your bra,

small, but still firm, breasts. A shiver went down my back, feeling

me over. "Man, Jasmine, you still are

he turned his back to me and went to the TV. I couldn't believe it; he was watching the sports highlights. He sat on the couch before looking

began to build, as did my need to come. But keeping to my solemn oath to

I assumed he had a smirk on his face. I recall him saying back when we were dating that getting a blow job while watching sports and drinking wine was the ultimate

pants and boxers. Once again seated, he opened his legs and

with a witty smile, and pointed out, "Well, I gave you lots

was a dumb fuck, but they

to agree," I

MIKE

down at my ex, her blue eyes looking directly back at me, seemingly waiting for further instructions. I ordered, "Jasmine, worship my

JASMINE