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I was starting to get a little hungry. The tension in my excited womb and belly started to ache. I looked in the fridge and noticed there was nothing I really wanted.
I have an awesome idea. The voice said happily. You can order a pizza and show your naked body to the pizza guy.
“No way, I can’t do that. Not naked in front of a stranger. That’s too much.”
Ok, then, let’s work on something. How about you dress in some of the lingerie you bought. The red one that hides only your nipples and has the lacy panties would be perfect.
A huge smile spread across my face as I imagined the situation. My stomach growled.
I made a call to Domino’s Pizza and ordered two large pizzas and a coke in case my brothers would want some when they got home from work. I quickly ran into my room and dressed in the red lingerie I had bought earlier in the day. I admired myself for a short time while kneeling in front of the mirror. The feel of the soft nylon fabric made my nipples hard and gave me a feeling of pure sexual bliss. I loved the way the negligee softly dropped down to just below my pubic mound. The breasts were lacy just enough to hide my hardened nipples. The lacy thong gave a subtle glimpse at the shape of my sex but hid just enough to keep me feeling comfortable. The top of the thong barely covered my sex. Most of all, I loved the feel of the sheer thigh highs with the rubber tops to hold them up. They also had lace on the top. I felt so feminine with my new look. It was something I had never felt before. Finally I had to put the heels on. The ones that matched this outfit were a pair of 4 ½ inch red heels. They were open toed with shiny leather straps across the toes and a buckle around the ankle to keep them on.
Walking in them at first was a bit of a challenge since the heel was so thin. I kept losing my balance and twisting my ankles. But the voice kept me trying until I was at least walking in them clumsily. As I passed the bathroom mirror I got a good glimpse of myself. I really looked sexy in that outfit. My butt was half exposed but shaped in a way I had never seen before and my already shapely legs looked even better. I gave the credit to the heels. I was starting to get used to complimenting my body and my beauty.
Keep walking around the house until the pizza man arrives. It will give you practice while you wait.
I kept making laps around my house until finally the doorbell rang. An immediate flow of pussy juice started to flow from my sex. My womb was tingling with desire. My nerves started shaking and my hands clammed up. I nervously went to the front door and took a deep breath.
Come on, you want this. Don’t fight it. You won’t regret it. You are a slut and you are about to show off that sexy body to your first patron.
With frozen hands I opened the door and swung it wide out. At first I couldn’t look at the man in the eyes. I kept my eyes fixated on his sneakers.
“Um, Uh, did you order a pizza?” It was a voice of a young guy. I looked up to notice it was Vince, a popular senior at my high school. He recognized my face as I stood there shaking with nervousness.
“Laura? Oh my god, I didn’t recognize you.” His eyes scaled me up and down as his jaw opened wide. “Holy shit, I like the new look. Oh my god!”
All I could do was stand there and blush. I smiled softly back at him and asked in a shaky voice. “H…h…how much?”
“Oh, uh, that’ll be $24.47.” His eyes never left my body and I could feel the warmth of his glare on my body as I turned around and got the money from the kitchen counter. I couldn’t believe that I was actually exposing my naked butt to Vince. It felt warm in his glance though. I gave him $30 and told him to keep the change.
“Damn, I should be tipping you, girl. I think you just made my day. A tip and a show?”
That’s enough, time to say goodbye. You want to give him something to think about every time he sees you. Just a quick tease to let him know you are a slut now. Invite him back for your next order.
I smiled nervously at him and I could feel my nerves start to settle. Now that the hard part was over, I was actually feeling more comfortable in my new look and attitude.
“Ok, thank you so much. Maybe you can deliver my next order too.” I said with a smile.
“For this, hell yeah. Have a good one.”
I shut the door and took a deep breath. It felt like the first breath I had taken during the entire ordeal. I turned around and placed the pizzas on the counter next to the sink which had a huge window so I could see Vince walk away. I grabbed a slice of pizza and the coke and sat myself down at the kitchen table.
I felt so sexy and so hot wearing that outfit. Every movement I made reminded me of my slutty attire. The smile would never leave my face. That is until the front door swung open and Derek, my oldest brother walked in. I didn’t have any time to react. All I could do was freeze and stiffen up. It felt like my whole body was drained of blood and I got a little dizzy. He turned and walked straight into the kitchen. He took a quick glance at me in my new sexy outfit and quickly froze.
“What the hell?” The look of surprise was on his face. “What the hell have you done with yourself?” His eyes kept scaling me up and down. His face grew more concerned and almost sad.
I didn’t know what to say. He had caught me. Derek walked over to my side. I quickly covered myself as best I could. He took a hold of my hair and gently let it fall. My arms were tight across my chest. I could feel my face turning red.
“Your hair, makeup, nails?” He took a step back. “And the clothes too… What did you do today?”
You shouldn’t have to take this. You are a growing girl and you are finding yourself. You have the right to do this if you want to.
“I… I guess I just felt like I needed a new look.” I couldn’t look at him in the eyes.
“Laura.” His voice was a bit more calm and gentle. “If you are looking for attention, this isn’t the way to get it. I mean your hair looks nice and it’s fine to wear makeup. I mean, you should wear makeup at your age. But those clothes are like…” He took a long pause to swallow. “It’s, like, something you wear when you want to have sex with someone.”
That’s when I got mad. Maybe it was for show or to get out of trouble. I stood up and stomped my foot and looked him straight in the eyes. My meanest look was on my face.
“Well, I’m tired of looking like a dumpy emo loner. I can dress like this if I want to. I feel sexy when I dress like this. I feel confident when I dress like this. I don’t feel like the ugly little girl I used to be.” Tears started to well up in my eyes as I raged on. “It’s not like I’m going out to parties dressed like this. It’s not like I’m fucking some guy while you’re gone. I’m alone, dammit! I can think for myself! Leave me the fuck alone!” And with that said I stomped back to my bedroom and slammed the door.
I curled up in the corner by the mirror and cried. It was hard to say those things to my brother, but I guess it was something I had to do to get through this. I was bound to get caught eventually.
Derek knocked softly on my door after a few minutes had passed.
“What?” I said stiffly.
“Can we talk, Laura. I promise I won’t judge you.”
“Whatever.”
Derek walked inside and sat on the corner of my bed facing me.
“Look, I’m sorry I jumped all over you back there. It’s just that I never thought you would grow up. I guess I never wanted you to. You were so innocent and sweet. And to see you dressed in lingerie made me freak out because it made me realize that you were actually a pretty young woman.” He took a deep sigh. “The only thing that bothers me is the fact that someday, a guy will get you to sleep with him. God knows I’ve done it to girls in my time. In fact, I was about your age for my first time.”
“Then who are you to talk?”
“Well, when I dumped her, she was totally destroyed and I don’t want that to happen to you.”
“I think you should let me make my own mistakes.” I still couldn’t look him in the eye.
“Well, it’s your life. And I promise that I’ll never judge you again. You are growing up and I’m glad that you feel confident and good no matter what it is you do to get there. Just promise me you won’t become one of those sluts.”
He doesn’t have a clue about your goals does he? The voice laughed in my head.
“I can’t promise you anything. Like you said, it’s my life and I can do with it what I want. All I can promise you is that I will be careful.”
“Just take care about getting bad rep too. Kids are cruel in high school and I don’t want you hurt by them.”
“Don’t worry about me.” I smiled. “I can handle rejection. Trust me.”
Derek stood up and looked down at me like he wanted a hug. Then he thought twice and walked out of my room closing the door quietly.
Holy shit! I can’t believe you actually got out of that.
I couldn’t believe it myself. I know he looked sort of disappointed at me but I was right in a way. He had no clue where I was headed in life. I couldn’t face him so I pretty much spent the rest of the night in my room.
I lied there for several hours thinking about myself and where I was headed. Was I really going to mess my life up if I become this “slut”? I was smart. I got straight A’s. And next semester I was going to start high school.
After thinking about it for quite some time, I came to the conclusion that I liked being submissive. I liked the idea of being controlled and used for sex. I like the thought of being humiliated and called names. But I had no idea why I felt that way.
The voices left me alone in my own thoughts for several hours that night before returning to me after I was feeling randy again.
So you aren’t worried about what your brother said? You haven’t changed your mind yet?
“No, I like these feelings and I want to continue.”
Very well then. Strip and let’s go online shopping. This is going to be fun.
I took off my lingerie and crawled over to my computer and turned it on. My pussy was starting to flow once again. I started searching for things that caught my interest and came across so many websites with BDSM pictures. The women were in pain. Giving blow jobs while hanging upside down. Tied up and exposed completely. I had no idea there were so many people who enjoyed this kind of play. I got so excited. My stomach tied up in knots and the rest of the night seemed like a blur.
I read information on how to practice safely. I printed out a checklist with activities. I read stories about BDSM. I saw pictures. There were so many pictures and every one of them turned me on. It was more the thought of giving myself up like those ladies did that turned me on more than anything. Thoughts of giving myself up to the pain and pleasure of being a slave was super amazing to me.
Finally, I decided to look at some of the toys that were offered online for me to buy. My card had $3,000 on it so I knew I had plenty to spend. So that night I went crazy. I bought so many BDSM toys and sex toys.
That night I spent $1,200 on just toys and equipment. I started with three collars. I bought a thin choker with studs, a thicker leather collar, and a posture collar that was about 4” wide with loops. I bought leather cuffs and ankle cuffs. I bought a ball gag that wrapped around my face. I bought a dildo gag and a ring gag. I also bought three sets of nipple clamps, some adjustable and some not. I got a tailed butt plug, a regular butt plug, three dildos of different sizes, a vibrating butt plug, a vibrator, vibrating thong, toe cuffs, rope, a crop and a cat o nine whip, and my favorite piece was a leather chastity belt where dildos and plugs could be used in them. With every purchase I made, I got more and more turned on by my own thoughts of how I will be using them and how much fun I am going to have with them.
It was 3am and I was falling asleep at the computer looking at BDSM pictures when I felt it was time to go to sleep.
Ok, turn off the computer and you have one last task before bedtime. I want for you to open your shades and your curtains completely so that anybody could look inside your room and see you naked tonight. Then you will sleep on the floor like a good little whore and masturbate for the world to see until you cum. Today you have earned the right to cum.
With nervous hands, I raised my blinds and opened the curtains on both windows. I opened first the one that overlooked my back yard and then the one that overlooked the street. I lied down next to my bed on the cold wood floor. I spread my legs so that the street window would have a clear view of my sopping wet pussy. I started rubbing like a hungry whore who hadn’t eaten in a year and a half. I moaned like I never had before because it was so easy for me to cum.
Hold it in, whore, hold it in. I want you hold your orgasm as long as you possibly can. Imagine yourself like those real slave sluts in the pictures. You would have no rights. You would have no freedom. Your only purpose in life would be to please your Master. You are like a piece of meat.
With that said, I couldn’t hold it any longer as visions of being dominated filled my brain and pleasure filled my entire soul. Wave after wave of pure pleasure filled my body as I rubbed myself to pure ecstasy. I had no pillow. I had no blankets. My body went limp as I passed out from pure pleasure. I wouldn’t wake up until 10am the next day. Wonder what was in store for me?
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