Yes, I am working on sequels to some of my other stories. Some are coming along faster than others. Josh is taking a little more time, because I am trying to decide on which direction I want to go with it. I'm also working on another one that is rather long. I'm toying with the idea of breaking it up, but not sure on that.
OK, Legal bullshit: Fiction, not real, everyone over 18, don't bother with comments on spelling or grammar, I read stories here too, so I know that I am far from the worst in those areas.
Now, without further ado...
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As we were walking to the car. Mistress began giving me new rules.
"Slut, you are not allowed to apply the cream for your piercings yourself. When it is time to apply it, you need to ask someone to do it for you. You will, however, be responsible for the tattoo."
Awesome. Now I had to ask someone to play with my tits and cunt a couple of times a day.
"The bad news." Lana continued. "Your cunt is out of service for the next 6-weeks until it heals. On the up side, your ass and mouth are still available."
So, getting things shoved up my virgin ass is good news? Good news for who? I thought just as we reached the car. Before getting in the car, she had me bend over so she could replace the butt plug with a larger one. This did not bode well for me. Let's review. Cunt out of commission because of my piercing. Increase in size of my butt plug before heading home. Four guys in their early 20's are at my house and are expecting to fuck me. Oh yeah, let's not forget my 20-year old son too. I can't help but think that my ass is being stretched for a particular reason. Shit!
My butt plug hummed with the vibrations of the car all the way home. It seemed that Lana was deliberately trying to hit every pothole as well. Needless to say, I was distracted all the way home. She pulled into the garage and shut the garage door before getting out.
"OK, Pet Patty. Take off the dress, but leave the heels on." She ordered as she unclipped the leash from my tit-chain.
I pulled the 'dress' off and put it in her outstretched hand. She again connected the leash and led me into the house. The guys were in the living room playing a video game, while the girls were in the kitchen drinking wine, laughing and talking. Typical of an evening party with friends.
"So, what's up with dinner?" Lana asked. "I figured it would have been started by now."
"Oh, we decided to just order pizza instead. We already called it in, and it should be here soon." Jane informed her.
"OK. Cool." She responded. "Hey guys, pause the game for a minute. Girls, let's go into the living room, so Pet Patty can show us all her new jewelry."
The easy way that she accepted ordering pizza instead of the food that they had brought over had me thinking that this was another set-up to humiliate me again. That thought sent another flood to my cunt. She led me into the Livingroom and had me stand in the center as everyone else sat down.
"OK, Pet. Show us your new decorations, and tell everyone the ruse about them." Lana ordered.
I complied. "Well, I now have pierced nipples with gold rings." I began as I cupped my tits to display my nipples. "As you can see, the rings are attached by a gold chain. The chain also features another ring that can be used to attach a leash." My juices were running down my legs. Moving my hands south, I held my cunt open and displayed my ring and bell with my thumbs. "I also have a piercing just above my clitoris that holds a bell. Playing with my clit will ring the bell. The rules for my piercings are that I am not allowed to apply the salve myself. I must request assistance with that." Moving my hands up slightly to underscore my new tattoo, "I got a tattoo that says 'Ring My Bell'. Should anyone see it and ask about it, I am to explain what it means and offer them the opportunity to play with my cunt and ring the bell. If they make me cum, I am to offer my mouth to service them." I explained.
"Aren't you forgetting something?" Luke asked.