Shameful Influence by Emily Tilton

Author:Emily Tilton [Tilton, Emily]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Stormy Night Publications
Published: 2020-03-27T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

The walk from Sally’s office down the little hall to her bedroom couldn’t be more than twenty feet, but it felt like a hundred yards. She thought that a sane woman, even one under the kind of horrible duress Sally had experienced over the past twenty-four hours, should be able to forget—or at least to push to the side, mentally—that she didn’t have underwear on.

Lots of women didn’t wear panties, right? She had read that many times in magazines and their online equivalents, even if every time she had read such a piece—More and more ladies are ditching their knickers, or something like that—her cheeks had gotten warm. It shouldn’t represent a big deal.

But every step reminded her that she had a master now, whether she liked it or not, and he had taken away her bra and her panties. He had sent her home with the black box in her hands. He had bared the pussy that felt so strange and new, after he had had it fucked by a big, hard penis.

Sally had tried to stay seated at her desk as much as she could, since returning from the ‘day spa,’ even though her bottom still ached a little from the whipping Judy had given her. Walking—especially that first walk, from her car to her office—had reminded her, just as it did now, that a man had fucked her hard, from behind, for the first time in her life, his hands on her back and her waist and her shoulder to keep her in place for the slamming thrusts that had left such soreness between her thighs.

She reached the bedroom door, got through it, closed it behind her. She looked around the luxurious space, trying not to look at the king-sized bed, a beautiful modern interpretation of the sort of antique four-poster in which Sally supposed the governor of a New England state might sleep, peaceful in his or her power.

The phone buzzed in her breast pocket, and she started with a little cry. Its vibration moved against her left nipple, through two layers of thin silk, without the usual thick, padded nylon of her everyday bra. She felt the tiny bud stiffen immediately, and the sensation sent a thrill down below, too—so strong that her face blazed at the suspicion that she would have to have her suit cleaned, that there would be shameful stains inside it from her wantonness, even if the dark fabric rendered them nearly invisible.

The kinds of stains a dirty girl makes.

They kept calling her dirty girl. To her dismay, Sally realized that the phrase had somehow made its way deep inside her mental processes. Every time she thought it, she felt a little jolt of need, down there, and in her mind she saw the picture, the most mortifying picture, where she had put her finger in her bottom as if to tell whoever saw the image and understood it that he could claim her as his bed girl and reserve her anus for his personal pleasure.

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