Ellsa's Desires

**This is a work of fiction. If you do not like the content, do not read it.**

Loosing her life

The next morning Ellsa sent off her husband as always, and sat down at her kitchen table drinking her coffee. She was rolling over thoughts of how to stop her endless torment, and still was coming up with nothing to stop this man from ruling her life and using her as his personal sex toy. She worried about her breasts, how he said they would become perky again. She decided she should come up with an excuse for that, it was easier than trying to get this man to leave her alone.

Her phone buzzed and she looked down at it. 'Anonymous' again. She knew it had to been her 'master' testing her once more. She picked it up and was in shock to read paragraphs of instructions for her for 'daily' routines.

'I am certain you were too worn out to remember to take your medicine before bed last night. Since you were so good on video yesterday with your bear I have granted that you will not be punished for being tired and forgetting to take your pills. Three times a day, every time you will take a video of you taking them and send it to me, with a date and time stamp on the video.

You will shower every day, and make a video of you shaving your cunt. No hair left behind. Again time and date on the video and send it to me.

Every morning after your husband leaves, you will take Mr Bear, since you love him so much, and fuck him on your bed, recording yourself in the mirror. Every afternoon you will take Mr Bear into the living room and fuck him, be it on the couch, floor, coffee table, or husbands recliner. During which you will have porn playing on your TV Don't forget to record yourself, date and time, then send me the recording.

If you are out and about for the day, you will put the clitoral stimulator in and let me know it is ready. Make sure you charge it every night. If you are out during lunch time, you will go to the bathroom and masturbate. I recommend you take the vibrating dildo and use it during this time. Again, don't forget my video.

You are to no longer wear cotton panties. Silk, lace, none are all acceptable. Make certain your bra's match. I expect pictures of my whore proving she is following orders.'

"What in gods name. Like you are not even here and you want me to be a whore in my own house? Even in fucking public? Where the fuck are you, who the fuck are you? I swear to god, I will make you rule the day you even thought about..." She sighed and then slowly typed back, 'Yes master, your dumb whore understands.'

She did as instructed and got the pills, popping four of them in her mouth and swallowing, then showing the phone her mouth was empty. Sending it to him she sighed as she felt the noose on her neck getting tighter.

'Oh and almost forgot, when you are home alone, wear your collar.'

"Fuck you ya shit." She growled at her phone. But still she had no idea of how not to get away without doing what he wanted. Sure she could make several videos when she got the muster to do so, then just send random ones to him, but the date and time stamp on it would only make certain she could not get away with it. She went to her panty drawer and got her collar out. Putting it on she took another picture and sent it to him.

'Good stupid bitch. I look forward to your videos today.'

She sighed glaring at her phone. Step one, she went to the shower and made sure she was freshly shaved. She couldn't help but glare at her pussy, not being allowed to keep her prized trimmed bush, she thought a shaved pussy was only for sluts and whores, which was what he was treating her as.

She then got the big bear, and no matter how much she washed or sprayed him, she could still smell the scent he made her embed into the teddy the day before. Getting the harness onto his hips she mounted him and fucked herself on top of the bear. After she came she sent him the video, it was shaky of course and spun around the room a lot. She had never done anything like that before so had not trained a steady hand for recording. But it was proof enough that she fucked and came on her bear. She knew he would settle for nothing less than of her doing so. She felt so dirty and perverted trying to act like she was interested and wanting to do this.

She then got out a pair of lace panties and matching bra, sent him the picture before she got her jeans and shirt on. She took another dose of pills at lunch, sending him the video that she had taken them. Then she dragged the bear into her living room. She stripped her pants and panties off and mounted him on the couch. At this point she had just set the phone down on the coffee table to record her. While she was riding her bear, something deep inside her made her feel that if she had just done this to begin with and not download the app, she would have satisfied herself and not gotten into this situation. Feeling this was all her stupid mistake and she had to pay for it she did her best to make it look like a lustful sex scene. The TV had some random porn she was streaming to it, loud enough that the moaning and fucking could be recorded as background noise on her phone. Again the video was sent.

She got a text on her phone as she was pulling her clothes on, it was from one of her friends asking her to come out Friday and have lunch with them. They were going to go eat and do some shopping at a sale going on. She replied back to her friend that she was not feeling well, and would take a rain check instead.

She put the teddy bear back in her bedroom, having told her husband her friend won it for her at the fair, it was now part of her life. Even at night she could feel the cold glassy eyes peering at her, only reminding her that he was her lover now. After she got the bear put up, her phone buzzed again.

'I think you should go out with your friends whore. It would be good for my stupid bitch to stay social. Don't want to draw unwanted attention.'

"How in the fuck..." She looked at her phone. Even in her ignorance of being tech savvy, she still knew there was ways for people to hack her phone, track her, get her messages. After all the spie movies she had seen and things people talked about on the news, she knew this was very possible. And, well he had plenty of opportunities to get a hold of her phone without her knowing as well. He could of done it any time he was over at her house.

She answered him as she should have, then she waited an hour and replied back to her friend that she would love to go out, maybe it might help her feel better. She shuttered remembering her instructions, the stimulator, the dildo, masturbating during lunch. She sighed, but figured that she could manage to get away with at least that.

That evening she slipped her pills in the bathroom and sent the video while her husband was watching TV Her mind raced about how the next day was going to go. The asshole was over sexing her, and there was little she could do to stop it all from happening. She had spent her day reading stories and searching news. She was trying to find a clever way out of this, but all them ended up either the master slips up at some point and they get caught, or someone comes to the rescue. She didn't think he would slip up, and no one knew she was in distress.

That night she felt the cold glass eyes of the teddy bear staring at her. It didn't make her feel any better that she actually thought the bear wanted her, enjoyed fucking her. Was eager to ram his cock into her cunt, er pussy. She gritted her teeth at realizing she just thought of her private place as a cunt instead of pussy. She had to make sure she didn't slip on that again.

Friday morning came and her husband was off. Coffee with pills, then shave in the shower. She took the time to do the full shave of her legs and pits as well. She was going out at least, and maybe being with her friends she could regain some aspect of her life. Regain some normalcy. She was hoping for that as she pulled the bear onto her bed. She figured that since she had so much time before meeting her friends her master would expect her to do her morning routine at least.

Fucking, recording, the video was off. She then found a pair of silk panties and bra that would hide nicely under her dress. That picture was off. She did have her collar on as soon as her husband left, but then stuffed it in her panty drawer before she was to leave. In doing so she took the stimulator and slipped it into her panties, hooking it into place and texted her master it was there. It wasn't uncomfortable, and did feel a little good pressing against her g-spot and clit. Nothing happened though and she was able to walk around the house getting used tot eh constant thought of it being there.

With the dildo stuffed in the bottom of her purse, she headed out to lunch. She got so comfortable with the stimulator in her, that when she finally met up with her friends she completely forgot about it. And the dildo in her purse. Talking with them and ordering their food helped her mind relax, and the torments of her master were miles away, just some distant thought.

Then a blue light flashed on her phone and second latter she felt the toy in her pussy come to life. Elssa nearly jumped out of her seat, not having felt anything like the little toy assaulting both her sensitive spots at the same time. She quickly gripped her stomach, resisting the urge to grab the toy and yank it out. She was in public, and with her friends. She didn't realize his intentions, but it was clear now he meant to even tease her even when she was out with her friends. He was going to be in every aspect of her life.

"Are you okay?" Jessica, the busty brunet asked her. They had been friends for ages, but the one thing that Jessica never hid was her pride in her breasts. She had implants, and more done to them, flaunting them with low cut tops to show her ample cleavage. Ellsa was going to use that as part of her excuse when hers got perky.

"Ah, yeah, just a little upset stomach still." Ellsa played off as she blushed. Fuck the toy was going to make her cum right here and in minutes. She needed to get away from the table for a little bit. "Will you all excuse me."

As she got up and headed for the restroom, the intensity of the toy got stronger and stronger. She was a bit wobbly getting into the bathroom, but once she was there she was glad to see no one had followed her, and the stalls were empty. She sat down in the last one locking the door, she did manage to bring her purse with her and fished out the vibrator. "Okay, lets get this over with." She had quickly came up with the idea to go ahead and make her video of her fucking herself since she was already in there. Phone recording and dildo shoving in, she saw another blue light at the top turn on. The dildo began vibrating to life as well. 'Fuck, how does he... phone, he's watching me on my phone.' The stimulator began pulsing instead of vibrating as she tried her best to fuck herself with the vibrating dildo and hold her phone to record.

It only took a minute or two, the whole new sensation, all pleasure no pain, quickly ripped through her and she almost dropped both the dildo and phone. She sent the video and then cleaned up the dildo before stuffing it back into her purse. The stimulator even went back down to a gentle vibration.

'Feel better?' chirped on her phone as she saw the text pop up.

"Fucking bastard." She whispered but replied, 'Yes master.'

She rejoined her friends, and for the rest of the lunch she did her best to hold back from cumming. She was flush and they asked if she was okay, she plaid it off that she had an upset stomach for a few days but maybe the fresh air will help. She even engaged Jessica about her breasts and procedures she had gone through, acting though she was thinking of spicing things up for her and her husband. The stimulator stayed at a low vibration keeping her right at the edge of her next, resisted, orgasm.

They were all going to take their cars to store and do the sale shopping, and with that Ellsa was relieved when she knew she would get some alone time. Soon as she sat down in her car though the stimulator began pulsing and vibrating intensely. She dropped her keys onto the floorboard as she bent forward in her seat, only pushing the toy firmly to her making her cum in her panties even sooner. But it didn't stop. She looked up from the steering wheel and saw her friends pulling out of the parking lot. She HAD to keep up appearances. Her hand shook as she reached for the keys, then the toy changed pulses and vibrations. There was a rhythm to it that in her current state she could not help but roll her hips against the seat and toy. "Fuck fuck fuck please stop it. Please."

She lost track of how long she was bent over hugging her steering wheel, but she knew how many times she came. She did manage to pull her dress up to her waist so she would not soak through her panties and make a wet spot on it. She had just gotten back to control herself while cumming so she would not pee, but this was too much for her and she did have tea at lunch. Crying as her third orgasm ripped through her she felt herself relax and pee her seat. "Asshole..." She claimed as she felt herself pathetically ruin her panties and seat.

A few minutes longer and the toy calmed down back to it's gentle vibrations. Panting she gripped her keys, shoved them into the console and headed off to meet her friends. She took some napkins from the glove box and did her best to dry herself. Her wet panties and the constant vibration though made her edgy and very aware of how she wet herself, not just cum but her own urine too. She managed to catch up to her friends in the store, being around them helped her distract herself from what was going on under her clothes.

Some time passed and her phone buzzed, she pulled it out and looked at the message. 'Men's room, now whore.' Her eyes glared at the phone but then quickly put it away.

"You all excuse me again." She said almost ashamed she had to leave them once more. What the fuck could this be about now. And, the men's room, he had to be insane. She had no reason to go in there, why not just order her to the women's room to masturbate again. Her answer came soon as she got there and looked in the door. There he was, jeans and t-shirt, with a nice grin on his face. He followed her, or had he been waiting for her, how in hell did this guy just happen to know when she was at lunch, masturbating, at the store... her phone. He had to been tracking her.

"Stall or urinal slut? You choose." He grinned at her and opened his pants fishing out his cock.

"uh... uh... Stall." She said nervously as her eyes fixated on the monster once more. She was in a public place, with her friends, and wasn't even supposed to see him today.

He lead her into the first stall and then guided her to face the wall over the toilet. He pulled her dress up to her waist and grabbed her hips making her move forward and straddle the toilet. "Hands on the wall slut and stick that ass out to me." He spoke clearly, the entire bathroom could hear if there had been anyone in there.

Once she was in position he yanked her panties down till they dug into her thighs, exposing her ass. He shoved his cock up her used hole, ramming into her ass as he did. She tried hard not to scream out as he didn't lube up again, and was going to fuck her ass dry. "Don't forget your mantra."

She shuttered as she whispered out, "Fuck this whores ass master." Which awarded her a hard slap to her round cheek.

"Louder slut." Another hard slap to her ass. "Don't be shy. I know how bad you need me to fuck your slutty ass every day, and you been without my cock for an entire day."

Tears rolled down her cheeks, pain, shame, humiliation. Being used right here in the men's restroom like a cheep whore. Being punished for not speaking up.

Crying and trying to chant while sobbing she did her best. Just outside the door was the entire store, her friends were out there enjoying themselves like she should. Instead she was in here, the men's room, taking it up her ass once more. "Fuck this whores ass master, fuck this whores ass master."

She began chanting louder, just like he wanted. "You fucking crying? Let me guess, your ass been so needy you are over joyed I showed up to fuck it aren't you?" He teased then slapped her ass with his bare hand again.

"Yes master, fuck this whores ass." She lied clearly and sobbed. She yelped a little at his spanking but tried to stay as quiet as she could. Grunting in pain, and feeling her bowels start to pulse on his cock. The toy was firm in place and then jumped into heavy pulses and vibrations. He didn't stop spanking her either, getting louder and harder with each swing.

"Take it you whore, you fucking love it up your slutty ass. Take it, come on, fuck it. Don't be shy. Your friends can't hear you." His assault on her ass didn't slow in the least. She tried her best to push back to meet his aggressive thrusts. The toy made it too easy for her to cum again. Shit her body betrayed her so badly. It didn't know she was not supposed to be used in the bathroom like this, fucked like a whore in such a public well known place. Her body just wanted the attention, the sex, the pleasure, the pain, all of it.

"this dumb whore is cumming master." She chanted out, which made him laugh and hammer her harder. She felt the zipper to her dress being pulled down, the shoulders slipping off hers and onto her arms. Her bra was being jerked and yanked, pulling her harder back into him as he fucked her. She could hear it ripping around her chest. On her second orgasm he pulled hard on her bra fully ripping it off her body, then he dropped it into the toilet. She could see it floating there as she bounced and her tits swung more freely.

Three, four, five she lost count now. Her ass was aching and pulsing, the sensation of his cock ramming through her was starting to feel better and better every time. She learned that if she didn't do anal for a few days she would be as tight as new, but since it only been an entire day since last it was easier and more comfortable taking him this time than the others.

"Ah ah, fucking cumming." He finally groaned out to her. Shoving balls deep and filling her ass once again with his seed. As he pulled out he pulled her panties up quickly and made sure they were firm to her ass. She could feel his cum oozing from her used hole and puddling in the back of her undergarment. He pinched her nipples before fixing her dress back up onto her and then making her move to the stall door to walk out first. "Just what you wanted right whore, an ass full of cum."

"yes master." She was able to say between depressed heaves from her sobbing. "Thank you for fucking this whores ass master." She added, please be a nice addition he accepts it that he leaves her alone for the rest of the day. She was in shock as she stepped out of the stall, seeing a guy standing at the urinal looking right at her and grinning. She never even heard anyone come in, but considering what was going on how could she.

The back of her dress came up flashing the guy her panties and wet spot from the load of cum soaking into the fabric. A hard slap on her ass made her jump as her master gave her a final spanking. "Okay you stupid bitch. Get out there and have fun playing with your friends. You got what you wanted."

'the fuck did I want any of this you fucking prick.' She looked at him and then the other guy nervously, his face burned into her memory, but she had never seen him before. She looked back to her master, "Yes master."

She could not hurry up to rejoin her friends fast enough. She felt like running to them, grabbing one and hugging for safety and tell them all about what happened. She suppressed the urge, and did her best to resume shopping with them. She was no longer interested in the sale, or even being with her friends. She wanted to get home, take a shower, and cry herself to sleep. She wished they would hurry up so she could leave this place, a place she now knew she would and could be fucked in any time she was there. And where else. The fucker was tracking her, knew where she was, even knew when she was playing with her dildo. He had to of had access to her camera, or least knew when she turned it on.