C.U.F.F.S.

Chapter 8

One time on her own

Neither Bob nor Susan spoke much about the night in the preserves for the next two days. Bob felt guilty about how he further he had abused his battered wife that night. Meanwhile Sue didn't quit know how to express how her humiliation, pain and rapes were the greatest turn on she had ever experienced. But as the bruising and soreness slowly faded she knew things were getting out of hand. Her common sense was telling her it was wrong to want this much abuse. Her sexual cravings were becoming addictive rather than just adventurous play.

By the time Sue once again got around to writing Strict Master a report about her escapades from that night, she got a stern return about her tardiness. She tried to explain just how consuming it had affected her and how dangerous it developed.

Indeed this was a strict master, for he would not answer any of her follow up e-mails until he knew the time was right. Finally his reply came as an ultimatum rather than the praise she hope to get for her and Bob following his instruction to the letter.

Worthless Cunt,

Ok, you worthless piece of shit, you have one chance to make up for your failures if you want me to waste anymore time on you. And since you suggested your husband might not want to cooperate this time, I have to be imaginative.

This task will not be one designed for your pleasure but rather than one I know you will have you suffering for your tardy reporting. Any and I mean any failure to fulfill each and every requirement will mean the end of our communications. If you succeed in accepting and enduring your deserved punishments, I believe I will take you to the next step.

You will not know any of the plans until the assigned evening and then only part of what you will be expected to endure.

Is this understood and acceptable to you?

Strict Master

Susan didn't care what he might be planning. There were only 2 more months before their step daughter planned return from her trip to Europe and surely this would end most if not all their play. Susan wrote back pleading and accepting anything her master wanted her to do but asked that Bob not be told of this one ordeal.

The initial instructions were startling but she soon got past it all. She was to collect several items. The handcuffs and one key. The whip which was used in the yard. Some strong fish line and 2 dozen craft popsicle sticks. A tube of super glue and two outfits from a used clothing store. The first outfit was to be a summer dress short enough that her ass peeked out from behind. The second outfit was to be simply, heels, the briefest thong underwear she could find and a white boys muscle t-shirt.

Sue began getting wet just imagining what her master had planned for all this.

When she finally wrote him back and said she had everything as required she was told to leave Thursday evening free and to make some excuse to her husband so that she could be gone till Friday afternoon.

This was much different than what she had done before. Sue would not only be on her own but she knew if Bob discovered what she was doing he'd be furious with her. Bob no longer trusted this internet master after devising the trap which rendered his wife helpless for hours in the woods. Bob felt she was very luck simply escaping with several whippings and a few fuckings. There was no telling what kind of people she could have run into while utterly vulnerable to anything they wished to do with her naked and defenseless body. Yet he knew Sue's insatiable need for thrills and danger.

On Tuesday morning, Sue received her final instructions as well as a letter to sign without reading and a hint at some of what she will endure.

Sluttie Sue,

You will print out the following letter without reading a word. After it prints, sign it at the bottom and immediately fold it and place it in an envelope. As soon as you have read these instructions you are to call Larry Parker.

{What Trent Williams never told his eager unsuspecting slut in training was he already contacted Larry to inform him Susan Banks would be in contact with him to assist on another of her kinky sessions. He e-mailed the horny guy and basically asked if Larry was interested, yah right, he was to call Trent for verbal instructions. At first he thought this might be a prank but then again that is what he thought the first time and damn was he wrong. Larry called the number provided. Trent first told him he was Susan's online master and it was he who provided the golden opportunities he had enjoyed so far and this would be better yet if he followed his instructions. Larry quickly agreed.}

Sue was instructed to ask to meet Larry. She was further instructed to wear whatever Larry requested and meet him wherever he wanted the day before her ordeal. What surprised her was she was also to wear a pair of panties. The reason was she was to carry the sealed envelope with Larry's instructions tucked in her panties next to her horny slut cunt. Larry would know where to get it.

Any objections, any hesitations and this relationship is over slut.

Strict Master

Sue absolutely hated the idea of lying to Bob about this but she knew he would be set against it considering how intense the last ordeal went. She also knew if her husband ever caught wind of the fact Larry Parker was involved, he'd go ballistic. She decided one big lie would be better than trying to string a bunch of deceptive excuses. She told Bob she won a three day stay at a new beauty spa but unfortunately it was Wednesday, Thursday and Friday. She joked that they probably figured no one would take them up on it with such short notice. She pretended to look so dejected. "It's something I always wanted to try."

"Listen, if you really want to go, I have a ton of stuff to catch up on at work and well with you gone, I won't feel guilty working late."

It was Sue who really felt guilty. Her husband wanted nothing but the best for her and all she was doing was lying so she could meet with some guy Bob detested and then follow everything he wanted her to do. "I love you thanks."

Sue ran upstairs to the bedroom and packed a small bag. She used her cell phone to call a motel just outside of their town. She felt no matter how late she might have to be with Larry on Wednesday and her required time for the ordeal on Thursday, it was better to operate from a motel.

Bob kissed his wife goodbye as she climbed into her car. She promised to call him as soon as she got to the spa resort. "You're the best." She said as she put the car into gear. Susan's cunt also lunged into overdrive. How sick was this? She thought to herself.

Sue waited an hour before calling home to tell Bob she was checked in and the place looks fantastic. Fantastic for a Motel 6, she thought. Bob told her to enjoy herself and if she needed him for some reason and can't get him at home, try the office.

Sue went to bed early but found her fingers in her wet horny pussy most of the night as she fantasized about what was planned for her. Still she was ridden with guilt too. She knew she shouldn't be doing this without Bob's approval or knowledge but all she could think about was all the fantastic pleasure she had gotten since resuming their ordeals. Plus with her step daughter only away for a short period of time, thing would soon enough go back to their boring ways.

The next morning at 9:30 A.M. she called Larry. His whole demeanor seemed radically different as she set up the meeting. He began to make demands or would not meet with her. He was pretty sure from his phone call from this internet master of hers that she would cooperate and as he began making demands and she reluctantly accepted them. He knew he had her. His first demand was she wear a semi-transparent white dress. Of course since Sue just packed a small bag she was very limited in her clothing and tried to negotiate. Larry decided to test his power over this woman. He said since she wanted to negotiate she'd have one choice now. Instead of a dress she was to wear a thin nylon white slip as her dress and it better be short. Very short. Sue began to speak when Larry interrupted her. "I gave you your orders. Decide if you will obey otherwise don't bother me." He said and hung up.

It was the longest wait in Larry Parkers' slim ball life as he waited for her to call back. He was fairly confident she would but what a risk of loosing the chance of a life time if she didn't. When she didn't call back immediately he began to worry more. He wanted to really push the opportunity he was getting but how far he wondered.

When his phone rang. He fought the urge of picking it up too soon. He had a grin from ear to ear. "Hello."

Sue said she was sorry and would go out and buy a slip.

"A sheer slip. Sheer enough to make out your panty." He demanded. Sue agreed. And because you have been such a bitch about this, I don't want it to hang any lower than the bottom of your ass cheeks. Do you understand me? I want to be able to see the curve of your ass in it while you are standing. Reluctantly she agreed again. "Two more things. Bring along a wide leather belt. Somewhere between 3 or 4 inches wide and wear a pair of red bikini panties.

Sue tried to explain she would have to go out and buy all these things.

"Listen you fuck bitch, I don't care what you have to do to get them but I expect you to be at the Crown Building's outside café by 11:15, dressed in the slip, heels and panties and holding a nice belt that can be used on your ass. Anything less and I'll have to report back to this Strict Master guy you are a fuck up.

"That's Bob's office building." She blurted out but the phone went dead.

What had she gotten herself into? What if Bob saw her? She told herself it was too much. Too much of a risk. She told herself this as she got into the car to buy the required items from a local mall. And by 11:10 she panicky waited in the lobby of the Crown Building just outside the café entrance. The looks she was getting were extremely humiliating. The red panties were shamelessly clear under the flimsy nylon material. She got nothing but disgusting looks from women passing by and shocked but vulgar looks most of the men. This all made her nipples swelled and became apparent.

Susan knew she looked like some cheap hooker standing out there with her red panty covered ass peeking out below the short hem. Under the panty nestled next to her wet pussy was the seal envelope which she was suppose to deliver. All she could think of was please don't let Bob or any of his co-workers see her and please hurry up Larry. Maybe, just maybe she could talk him into going some place else if she offered him a blowjob or whatever.

Larry showed up at 11:20. The self-assured smirk on his face spoke volumes to Sue. Nice outfit slut." He said none too quietly. The beautiful woman actually complied to his dress demands beyond his expectations. If she dared to bend he knew she'd be flashing herself. But he had plans so she wouldn't have to worry about flashing her red hot panties "I'll bet your husband would love to see you here in that."

"Please Larry. Please don't. Can't we please go somewhere else. I promise to make it nice for you." Sue leaned closer to him. "I'll suck your dick if we can just go somewhere else." She whispered.

Larry chuckled. "You'll suck my dick and a lot more. And if you don't behave and obey my every wish, I'll give old Bobby a call to watch too." Again Sue begged him not call Bob. "If you do everything," he stressed the word everything, "I tell you to do without hesitation," he again stressed the word hesitation, "we'll leave your hubby out of our fun. But if you give me any crap." Larry held up his cell phone. "Speed dial #4." He informed her.

Bob took Sue's arm and lead her to the hostess station. "Two for lunch." He told the girl who had already noticed the skimpy clad woman. Occasionally a secretary or someone stopping to see a client in the building might have a short skirt or even low cut blouse but the hostess had never see anyone so scantily dressed as Sue was. She hesitated for a second until Larry handed her a $20 bill. "We'd like a table near the fountain." He requested. In a few moments Sue learn all the fountain tables were in the very center of the patio seating area. Although at this earlier hour there were few customers yet in the place, every eye caught the out of place dressed woman and her date. Larry was going to enjoy humiliating this woman.

Sue cautiously sat herself. The shortness of the slip did not allow enough give to cover her ass once seated and the hem rose precariously close to flashing her already wet spotted red panty in front.

The young busboy almost ran out to their table with the pitcher of water. He almost over filled the water glasses as he paid more attention to her unmistakably braless tits in the nylon slip than what he was doing.

"Your waiter will be here soon." he said as he walked away looking back at the captivating woman.

Larry grinned at his victim across from him. He began thinking what he could do to humiliate her further but first he had to complete his own task. "Do you have something for me?

Sue said yes and asked if she could go to the washroom to take it out. "No!" Larry abruptly answered. "Please, I've done as you asked and wore this and met you here. Please don't make this anymore embarrassing than it already is." Larry assured her he wasn't the least bit embarrassed and he wanted Strict Master's instruction message now.

Sue looked around knowing how open they were but also knew this bastard wasn't going to give her an inch of mercy. She feared he would get even nastier if she hesitated but just as she uncrossed her legs and was about to reach up under what little dress was left covering her, the waiter approached their table. Sue let go of the hem and lean forward.

"Hi, my name is Tom and I'll be your waiter."

"One second Tom. My client's beautiful wife here was about to give me something." Larry said as he held a hand up to pause the waiter. Sue froze in horror as she realized he expected her to take the envelope out of her panty in front of the waiter. She looked at Larry with pleading eyes. Larry's only response was to take his cell phone from his pocket. Sue swallowed hard and reached below the clear plexiglas patio table. The waiter stared in disbelief as she pulled up the hem, reached under and pulled out a folded envelope from the red panty he spotted. The young waiter's mouth hung open. The guys in the back aren't going to believe what just happen at his table. Actually one waiter and the busboy who served the water were watching from the side. Flush in the face, Sue handed Larry the envelope. He thanked her and asked what she wanted to drink. Sue replied nothing but Larry ordered her a glass of wine and himself a beer. Larry placed the instructions in his pocket and proceeded with his next inspiration.

"Here use my phone." He said handing her the cell. "I want you to call Bob and ask him how his day is going and tell him you just happen to think of me and suggest he invite me over for dinner or drinks soon."

Sue knew she had to do it. She began to wonder if she should just call off this ordeal in spite of how excitedly wet she was at the moment. She pressed speed dial 4. Bob answered on the second ring. Larry indicated he wanted her to hold the ear piece away a little so he could catch a little of her husband's side of the conversation. "Hi honey. It's me. Thought I'd see how you are doing."

"Ok. Just loaded with work. How is the spa?" he replied.

"It's…. it's lovely here. I.. ah, I was just thinking. I mean I know it's out of the blue but you know that salesman, Larry something. The software guy. I was thinking maybe we should ask him over sometime." It was like pulling teeth for Sue to ask Bob this considering neither one of them really like this man."

"What in hell made you think of that son of a bitch?" Bob said it loud enough that Larry could clearly hear him.

There was silence for a few seconds before Sue replied. "I,.. I don't know. I was just thinking. Listen I got to go. I'm being called for a mud bath. I love you hon." She quickly hung up before Bob might reply with something else.

Larry took back the phone. "I guess that son of a bitch will just have to take it out on your wife's ass, old Bob." Larry snarled. He looked at Sue who didn't know how to change the subject. "What is with this spa thing?" he asked her just as the waiter approached with the drinks.

Sue waited until the drinks were delivered and Larry told Tom they wanted time before they ordered. The patio was beginning to fill up the closer it was getting to the standard lunch time, so Sue lean a little forward so as not to be overheard. "I told Bob I was spending a couple of days at a spa so I wouldn't have to explain being out late tomorrow."

Larry face lit up when he realized two things. First, she wasn't going home today and secondly, she lied to her husband about all this. "So unlike playing spread eagle angel in your yard, old Bobby doesn't know you are doing this does he?"

Sue knew she backed herself in a corner and franticly tried to think how to do some damage control. "He knows about Strict Master and all but, I ah just figured ah he's really busy lately and I didn't want to bother him this time."

"He doesn't know you will be playing tomorrow night or right now does he?"

Sue nodded no. Larry couldn't believe his luck was on a roll. "Where are you staying?"

"The Motel 6 just out of town on 97." She replied.

Larry thought for a moment. "Give me your room key." He demanded.

"Why. I mean, the ordeal isn't until tomorrow and I…"

Larry stopped her in mid-sentence. "The rules have changed a little or do you want me to call Bob back and have him join his cheating slut wife for lunch?" Sue immediately went into her purse which was Larry sign he could demand just about anything. He grabbed it and pocketed it. It was time to push her further now that he knew it would take a lot before she might bulk. Larry deliberately knocked her water glass slightly but since the busboy filled it so much it splashed out a significant amount of water. "Look at that." Sue was about to wipe it with her napkin but Larry stopped her. "Either wipe it up with your tits and that slip or use your panty."

Again Sue hesitated. He couldn't expect her to take off her panty right there in the center of this patio café with it nearing capacity. But leaning over and using her tits to slosh it up was unthinkable. He pulled out his phone. "I'm dialing and if that water isn't wiped up before I get hubby, I have some information to tell him." Sue cautiously but quickly worked the panty off her ass and down her legs. More than a few people noticed her taking them off right there. Larry never even pushed the speed call button but she hastily wiped up all the spill with the delicate red panty. Both, Tom the waiter, and the busboy were a couple of the people who witnessed her actions. They both approached with the pretext of aiding in the clean up. Sue's blush was so deep that her whole chest was pink with shame. "Sorry but she spilled some of her water but we didn't want to mess up your nice napkins so she used those." He said pointing to the soaked ball of red material. Could you please remove them?"

As Tom held up and handed the busboy the dripping panty, Sue wanted to crawl away. None of the three men at the table could contain their smiles as her only under clothing was removed. "I think we are ready to order." Larry announced. "But could you give me an opinion first?" Tom stood speechless wondering what this slut would do next. "We are wondering if Sue's outfit looks better as is or with a belt. Stand up and put your belt on and let's see what Tom thinks."

Sue was beginning to enter into her world of submission. Her rational mind blocked out as much as she could while her need to obey took over. When she stood most every table within sight of their table was on her. She took the 3" wide belt. The second she placed it around her slim waist she knew what the consequences would be. As it tighten it also pull the slip inward and up. There wasn't much leeway and soon some of her bush peeked out below the hem. Tom licked his lips and Larry grin as he watched it rise. "Tighter." He commanded. By the time she reached the last belt hole, half her pussy and ass was exposed.

"Belt definitely." Tom choked out.

"I thought so too, Tom." Larry replied. "Leave it on." He commanded.

When Sue sat back down none of her pussy was covered. Tom could see the glistening droplets of the slut's arousal through the clear table top. "Don't you dare cross your legs, slut."

As great of a show as this all was for the staff and most of the male customers of the café, management knew that they had to stop it before a complaint was logged.

"Excuse, but I'm afraid I must ask you and this lady to leave." The café's manager said.

Larry had hoped he could have kept this going a lot longer but realized when to take his chips and run. He went for one last shot. "Now look what you did, Mrs. Banks. Your lewdness has upset these fine people." He said loud and clear. He stuffed a $5 bill in her top next to her tits and told her to tell the waiter you are sorry for making a scene and let him take the tip without your help.

Sue could not imagine she could feel any more humiliated until she had to walk between tables with her cunt and ass exposed until she reached the alcove where the waiters and staff prepared their orders. She walked up to Tom and said she was sorry and told him to reach in and take his tip. Of course Tom did this and more before patting her on her bare ass.

The greasy burger shop a few blocks from Sue's motel had no problems watching the slut made to dip each of her fries in her cunt before eating them. Nor did they care what their clientele might say when Tom had her pull her breasts out of the slip's top.

They finally went back to Sue's room where Larry fucked her several times before tiring out. He then used the belt on her ass using the excuse he hesitated several times when he gave her commands.

Listen up slut. You will leave those curtains open all night and sleep naked without covers. I will check several times throughout the night to make sure you are complying. If I catch you have either closed the curtains or covered up, you'll be sleeping tied spread eagled on one of the chase lounges out by the pool.

Larry left having no intention on losing any sleep to check on the slut. He knew she wouldn't dare disobey. Tomorrow night will be great he thought as he read the instructions this Strict Master guy sent him.

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