Chapter 14 -- Practice Test (part 8)
As wetcunt finished getting dressed, she heard her Master make an appointment
for her for three weeks from today. she stood and waited silently as Master and
Ms. Linda talked as if she wasn't even there. Finally wetcunt heard her Master
tell her to say goodbye to Ms. Linda and to hand Him her leash. As wetcunt knelt
handing her Master the end of her leash, she softly said, "Thank You again Ms.
Linda, be well." "See you in three weeks wetcunt, and you're welcome," Ms. Linda
replied as Master had wetcunt rise from her knees and started walking her out
the door. "you did very well in there wetcunt. I think you also learned some
things that W/we will explore another time, for now W/we need to get you out of
those filthy cum-soaked clothes. Won't it be fun watching My slut try on clothes
with its nipples and cunt bright red." wetcunt shook from the thought of it,
wondered where Master was taking her, wondered if she could do what He was
asking. As though He could hear her silent thoughts, wetcunt's Master turned and
stopped wetcunt, catching hold of her chin and lifting her face, "I know your
fears cunt. I know your limits. I will stretch you, but never harm you. Trust
Me." wetcunt quietly replied, "Yes Master, will trust You."
With that wetcunt's Master continued to lead wetcunt back toward the car. After
giving wetcunt permission to get in, reminding her to have her skirt raised to
her waist, wetcunt's Master got in the driver's seat and pulled something out of
His leather vest. wetcunt saw the leather blindfold as her Master placed it over
her eyes and told her to sit back. The loss of her vision had wetcunt's heart
and mind racing once more. As wetcunt's Master started the car, He quietly said,
"Remember what I said slut." His words calmed wetcunt's mind although her heart
was still pounding out of her chest. wetcunt willed herself to relax and to
trust her Master, and slowly her heart calmed as well. As wetcunt's Master
drove, He ran His fingers over His slut's widely-spread, soaking wet, red cunt,
chuckling each time wetcunt groaned from pleasure. "you should see yourself
slut, bright red nipples clearly seen through your slut top, bright red cunt
dripping with cunt juice. you are such a huge slut, wetcunt." As He spoke,
wetcunt's Master would dip His fingers into His slut's dripping cunt and smear
cunt juice over the exposed portions of its face and milkbags, bathing them time
and again with cunt juice. "you will smell and look like a proper fuckpig should
slut. Every one at O/our next stop will know just from smell alone what a HUGE
slut I have."
Before long, wetcunt felt the car come to a stop and heard her Master shut off
the engine. wetcunt heard the driver's side door open and close and then felt
and heard the passenger side door open. As her Master spoke softly to wetcunt,
He took a hold of her leash and her arm, helping her from the car. "Hold on to
Me cunt, feel My arm around you, just walk normally, I won't let you fall."
wetcunt listened intently for sounds around her to try to figure out where she
was, where her Master had brought her. Without her sight, wetcunt had no choice
but to walk where her Master led. In her mind were visions of being led like
this looking and smelling like a complete slut through a busy mall or shopping
center. Then wetcunt spoke to herself, "Master, wouldn't do that. you are safe,
you are safe." Finally wetcunt felt her Master come to a stop and then heard
some rapping on a door. As she heard the door open, wetcunt heard her Master
thanking whoever opened it and felt Him start leading her through it. her Master
continued to lead her forward a few more paces and then came to a stop releasing
her arm. Without the feel of her Master's arm, wetcunt started to shake, her
head going to and fro to try to find Him, her hands unconsciously reaching up to
move the blindfold. "Will I have to bind your hands in place, cunt," wetcunt
heard her Master ask. Relieved to hear His voice, wetcunt lowered her hands and
bowed her head, "No, Master." "Very good, cunt."
As wetcunt stood there, she felt and heard her Master detach the leash from her
collar. After it was off, she heard her Master say, "So what do You think, do
You have something else I can dress My slut in. As You can see, its clothes are
covered with cum and sweat and I won't have it dressed like that for O/our next
stop." A voice that wetcunt didn't recognize answered her Master by saying,
"Well, it is hard to tell unless I can see Your slut without its clothes on. I
agree that the clothes the slut is wearing now stink of cum and sweat and though
that is how a good slut should smell, it wouldn't be appropriate for Y/your next
stop." wetcunt's face burned with shame as her Master and this total Stranger
talked about how she smelled of cum and sweat. wetcunt's head dropped lower and
lower the longer They talked. her mind raced afraid of what she was sure her
Master would next command her to do and when the command came wetcunt knew she
had been right. "Strip slut so My friend can see if He has something appropriate
for you to wear." wetcunt desperately wished that she could see where she was,
but also was extremely glad that she could not. With shaking hands, wetcunt
reached up and started to unbutton the three buttons of her silk blouse and
slowly remove it. Then reaching behind her, wetcunt unbuttoned and unzipped the
leather skirt and as she moved to lower it, wetcunt felt a hand steady her as
she stepped out of the skirt. As wetcunt went to slide the thigh highs down her
legs, the other voice said, "That's enough as far as I'm concerned. I can work
with that. Unless You want Your slut to completely strip." wetcunt stood
waiting, feeling more naked than if she was naked in her black thigh highs and
slut shoes as her Master audibly hummed and hawed deciding if His slut should
strip further. "That's far enough slut. Hands to your side, head up." wetcunt
quickly moved into the position that her Master had commanded and waited for
whatever would happen next.
Hardly a moment had passed when wetcunt felt someone's hand trailing over her
tits. "Nice set of milkbags Your slut has. Will have to measure them. Love the
color on its nipples. I think slut's tits should look just like that." Then as
the stranger's hand moved down wetcunt's body, He continued His description.
"Short waist, nice long legs, bright red dripping wet cunt. You have an
excellent slut here. I think I have something that will do nicely for Your slut.
Hands behind your head slut, need to do some measuring." As wetcunt put her
hands behind her head she felt a measuring tape stretched across her milkbags,
then around her waist, then her hips. "Spread your legs wide slut." As wetcunt
spread her legs, she groaned as she felt her cunt dripping down the tops of her
thighs. "W/we may need to change these hose after all. Your slut has such a wet
dripping cunt that she may ruin them." wetcunt heard her Master chuckle as the
stranger said that. "See wetcunt, I named you well." After measuring wetcunt's
inseam, wetcunt felt the stranger's hand gently tease her cunt and clit. wetcunt
struggled to keep her legs spread wide as a complete stranger touched her
dripping cunt, but at the same time, wetcunt also felt the urge to spread her
legs wider to allow Him greater access. "Your slut is truly aptly named Sir,"
wetcunt heard the Stranger say as He removed His hand after running it along the
length of her cunt one more time. "Those bands will make her nipples stand up
nice and clear through the outfit I have in mind, and with her long legs, the
side slits will look wonderful. I will be right back with the outfit for Your
approval Sir."
wetcunt heard the Stranger's footsteps walking away as she heard her Master say,
"you did very well cunt. Was somewhat surprised that you didn't safe word when a
total stranger started stroking that cunt of yours. I think you are finding out
you are more of a slut that you thought you were. Am I right cunt?" wetcunt felt
tears come to her eyes and her head started to lower as she opened her mouth to
say, "Yes Master." "Get that head up cunt, I want to see My slut's face as it
answers Me. Are you more of a slut than you thought you were cunt?" Struggling
to hold her head up, feeling her face turning beet red, wetcunt softly said,
"Yes Master, am more of a slut than i thought Master." "you liked getting that
cunt stroked, even by someone you have never seen, didn't you cunt?" Quieter
still, wetcunt replied, "Yes Master." "Speak up slut, I can't hear you. you are
such a huge slut as to like your cunt getting stroked by a complete and total
stranger aren't you cunt?" Louder, head in place, tears running down her face,
wetcunt answered, "Yes Master am a huge slut who liked getting my cunt stroked
by a complete and total stranger." "As a good fuckpig should, you are developing
well cunt. Master is very proud of you."
As wetcunt heard her Master's words, she stood straighter, taller, calmly
waiting for the Stranger to return with the outfit that He had spoken of. "Here
it is Sir. May I put it on Your slut to see if You like it?" "Go ahead, lets get
My slut dressed." Wetcunt felt someone hold her arm as the Stranger said, "Left
foot up, now right." wetcunt could feel the silk outfit as she stepped into it.
As the Stranger pulled the outfit up, wetcunt felt the hem of the outfit end
just at the lace tops of her thigh high hose. Then as He continued to put the
outfit in place, wetcunt felt the back end right above the top of her ass and
then a bare space before the Stranger tied a halter in place. As wetcunt
continued to stand, the Stranger adjusted her milkbags, squeezing them together,
before further tightening the halter-top. wetcunt felt the Stranger push her
milkbags into position, adjusting the neckline of the halter-top so that the
opening ended at the bottom of her tits. Then she heard the Stranger step back
saying, "Please Sir, tell Me what You think." wetcunt heard her Master move
forward, felt His hand running down what felt like a mile of cleavage, "Very
nice, and yes You were right, the bands are making My slut's nipple clearly
seen." wetcunt felt her Master pinch and pull on her nipples as He said that.
Fighting back the urge to groan, wetcunt stood still as she felt her Master
continue His inspection. "I like the back," wetcunt heard her Master say as His
hand stroked her naked back down to the curve of her ass and then cupping her
ass beneath the dress. "And the side slits do allow complete access to My slut's
cunt, which is vital." wetcunt's Master continued to touch each part of His slut
as He spoke. "Yes, I think it will do nicely. I think My slut should get to see
what it looks like. Walk with Me cunt."
wetcunt slowly walked with her Master as He led her back toward the door that
T/they had come in. After putting her into the position that He wished,
wetcunt's Master walked around behind her and slowly started untying the
blindfold. "Keep your eyes closed cunt until I tell you to open them." After
removing the blindfold, wetcunt felt her Master unbuckle her collar and place
something cold around her neck. "There I think the picture is complete now. Open
your eyes slut." wetcunt opened her eyes and gasped in surprise, the dress made
her look beautiful, her cleavage did look like it was a mile long and the
necklace that her Master had placed around her neck drew one's eye down to it.
wetcunt could clearly see her erect nipples through the silk dress and could
feel the slight breeze a nearby fan blowing the hem around. "It is beautiful
Master. Do You like it?" "Yes wetcunt," her Master chuckled, "I like it and it
is appropriate for O/our next stop. you are elegantly dressed, but still attired
so that anyone looking at you will know that you're My slut. Turn around slut
and see the back." As wetcunt turned around, the Stranger stepped into view
handing her a mirror. wetcunt quietly said "Thank You" as she blushed knowing
how she had responded to this Stranger's touch. wetcunt saw that the back of the
dress was nonexistent until the top of her ass. "Walk away from the mirror cunt.
I want you to see something." As wetcunt walked away from the mirror, she
noticed that with each step a hint of the shithole plug could be seen. "Oh yes
cunt, still a slut even dressed up. W/we'll take it."
As wetcunt's Master paid for the dress, wetcunt looked around and realized that
she was in the back of a store, not in the middle of the show room as she had
feared. "I know your fears cunt. Remember what I said. One day, W/we may face
that fear, maybe W/we will not. I will stretch you at the pace and in the place
that I choose." wetcunt's heart melted with each words that her Master spoke.
"Yes Master, Thank You Master," wetcunt whispered. "Now thank the Man so W/we
can be off to O/our next stop, cunt. Not only thank Him for the dress, but thank
Him for playing with your cunt and for showing you that you are a bigger slut
than you thought." wetcunt looked up, knowing that her Master would want her
looking the Stranger straight in the face and softly said, "Thank You Sir for
showing playing with this slut's cunt and for showing this slut how big a slut
it is for her Master. Thank You also for this beautiful dress." As wetcunt
finished, her Master came to her side and taking her arm, He said, "Time to go
slut. Time for a reward for making your Master proud."
