Chapter 6
It was around noon and already blistering hot outside. Back in her blue sundress, ass still plugged, and now with the leash attached to the collar, Chadwick followed Annie out the front door. Julian had brought the car around; he stood ready in his uniform and hat, opening the door for them.
Oh God, oh God, oh God! Is she going to parade me through town like this?
“To the lake, please,” said Annie, much to Chadwick’s relief, after Julian had started the car.
“Very well.”
Accelerating gently, the car left the driveway along trimmed hedges and manicured lawns toward the southern part of the estate. Chadwick shifted in her seat, trying to get comfortable. Her hair stuck to her sweaty face, and her bruised butt hurt.
Julian sniffed and rolled down the driver side window. When Chadwick saw his glance in the mirror, she blushed and avoided his gaze.
“Sorry about the stench,” said Annie, one hand holding the leash, the other fondling Chadwick’s right breast. “Mrs. C is a shameless, dirty slut, but at least she didn’t shit herself today.”
“That’s progress, I guess,” said Julian, chuckling.
“She knows her place, though. Even sucked the shit off my plug.”
“The big one? With the jewel?”
Annie nodded. “She’s wearing it right now. We have to loosen up her ass for what’s coming.”
For what’s coming?!
Chadwick blushed as her muscles clenched around the base of the plug that stretched her sphincter. It was heavy and filled her completely. She felt her juices flowing, and without panties, it was only a matter of time until she soaked through the dress. It’s good the car has leather seats.
Annie seemed to have read her mind. She pulled up the seam of the dress, exposing Chadwick’s glistening crotch. “She’s sopping wet again. In this state, I bet she’d spread her legs and offer her slutty holes to just about anyone. Right, Mrs. C?”
“Y-yes.”
The thought of Julian fucking her ass was almost too much to bear. She felt a craving deep inside her. Having him take her from behind as she rubbed herself, pushing deep inside her, later sucking his dick, tasting his spunk on her tongue. It would be her first time with another man in more than a decade.
Annie scooped up some of the wetness between Chadwick’s legs and let her lap it off her hand. She tasted the strong, musky scent of her own arousal.
“We’ll make it worth your while, Jules,” said Annie. “We’re gonna have a picnic, and later, one of us is going to suck your dick. Maybe both. You know me – no dick’s gonna stay dry with me around.”
Julian pushed his hat deeper on his forehead. “I have no doubt.”
After a few minutes on gravel roads through the woods, they reached a clearing. Both the small, secluded lake and the surrounding woods were part of the estate. Chadwick had never understood why it needed a boathouse, considering that one could walk around it in five minutes, but the water was clear, and it was deep enough to swim.
Julian stopped the car at the parking lot under old pine trees, close to the benches and picnic tables at the shore. Annie didn’t wait for him to open the door; she dropped the leash and scampered off toward the water, undressing on the pier.
“Hey! Wait!” shouted Chadwick after her, but Annie didn’t hear her and jumped.
“Fuck, that’s cold!” she screamed after she had reemerged from the water.
Chadwick threw the leash over her shoulder and chuckled. Could have told you that.
When Julian opened the door for her, she wiped the soiled seat with the free end of her dress. It was soaked through anyway. From a bench at one of the picnic tables, she sat down and watched Annie splash around in the water. Back when the family was still together, they had come here often, but this early in the summer, it was too cold to swim.
Cold water would probably help with my horniness. And the stink.
She pulled her hand out from under her dress when Julian appeared next to her. “Ella made some sandwiches,” he said, setting two baskets on the table. “Annie packed the other one.”
Chadwick opened the lids and found the food in one and a collection of sex toys in the other. Whenever the plan to go swimming had emerged, Annie hadn’t packed towels or swimwear.
“Are you coming?” shouted Annie from the pier.
“Hell no. But knock yourself out.”
Chadwick pulled a grilled turkey sandwich from the basket and took a big bite. Julian sat down next to her, unwrapping the vegetarian option. There was a single cinnamon roll in the basket, with “Julian” scribbled on the wrapper. Clearly, Ella thought he was the only one who deserved dessert.
“How are you feeling, Mrs. C?” he asked, gesturing vaguely in the direction of her crotch.
It took her a moment to understand what he meant.
“The butt still hurts. Which is to be expected, I guess.”
He swallowed a bit of his sandwich. “After Annie got hers yesterday, I asked Ella to go easy on you, but you know how she is. I’m sorry about how it played out this morning.”
Chadwick grinned. “Don’t be. Ella’s the only one who stands between us and utter chaos. If Annie and I don’t get a proper thrashing once in a while, things will descend into madness.”
She leaned back and closed her eyes, savoring the soft breeze on her skin and the delicious sandwich. The sound of the water lapping on the shore, the fresh scent of pine needles – it reminded her of simpler times. She chuckled to herself. Even back then, with her parents still around, wreaking havoc in the kitchen had been an offence punished with the tawse.
After a few minutes, Annie joined them, toweling herself off with one of the kitchen towels Ella had laid out on the bottom of one basket.
“Isn’t it great how things always work out?” she asked with a full mouth, brushing a breadcrumb off her naked breast. “Almost like magic.”
Chadwick laughed. “Uh-huh. So now what?”
“Isn’t that obvious, Mrs. C? Two horny sluts and a guy with a nice, big dick? I’ll finish eating, and then we fuck.”
Chadwick knelt naked on the grass, her hands cuffed behind her back. With her leash tied to the back of a bench, she worked on Julian’s cock, licking along the shaft, taking it into her mouth. As she sucked, her head bobbing up and down, the bells on her nipples jingled with every movement.
The thought of him fucking her properly had her dripping again.
She had never sucked dick with her hands cuffed, and the last one had been her then-husband’s, in the first years of their marriage. Later, when things had cooled down between them, she couldn’t be bothered.
“We’ll have to work on your deep-throat skills, Mrs. C,” said Annie, offering advice and commentary as she ate Julian’s cinnamon roll. “A proper slut can be face-fucked without puking.”
Chadwick hadn’t, but it had been a close call.
Annie crouched behind her and grabbed the base of the butt plug. She pulled it out to its widest point until the sphincter was stretched painfully, then pushed it back in and repeated the motion in quick succession. Considering where the new, larger strap-on hanging between Annie’s legs would later end up, Chadwick appreciated any preparation.
”You’re gonna milk dick,” said Annie, still working the plug. “Whether you’re fucked in your cunt, ass, or throat shouldn’t make a difference. You’re a dirty, filthy, cock-hungry slut.“ She patted Chadwick’s breast. “Isn’t that right?”
Chadwick thought back to her ex-husband, the dreary, almost sexless marriage. She sat back on her heels for a moment, breathing heavily.
“Yes, Ms. Annie,” she said, staring at Julian’s cock centimeters from her face. “Hard dick is everything I need in life.”
“Well said, Mrs. C. But now I have to borrow Julian; my own ass needs a hard dick just like yours. And obviously, I go first, because I’m still the bigger slut.”
Annie applied lube and bent over the neighboring picnic table, the rough surface covered with breadcrumbs. Julian needed no extra invitation; he walked over and sunk his dick into her ass.
Chadwick scooted forward on her knees until the leash snapped taut. Watching the scene in front of her – Julian fucking Annie’s ass as she rubbed her clit – had her heart racing. She tugged at her cuffs, unable to touch herself where she needed it most.
Oh God, I want that cock inside me!
Annie turned her head. “You’re gonna come when I say you can come, Mrs. C. And I have a little surprise for you.”
“Yes, Ms. Annie.”
Julian gave Annie’s butt a slap. “Really?” He pulled out, staring at his shit-streaked dick. “It’s one thing doing this at home in the shower, but out here?”
Annie grinned. “Since when are you so squeamish? Keep fucking!” She reached around, spreading her butt cheeks. “Mrs. C is going to suck you clean. Right, Mrs. C?”
Chadwick gulped. “Yes, Ms. Annie.”
“Come on, Jules, it’s okay,” said Annie, still spreading her butt cheeks. “Mrs. C is a disgusting little piggy. She loves to piss and shit herself, and she’s tasted shit before. Mine and hers.”
Julian glanced over to Chadwick. “She did?”
Chadwick nodded. I licked a few streaks, but yes.
“Go ahead and pack my shit,” said Annie. She smiled and winked at Chadwick. “Get it nice and dirty, Jules. She’ll take care of it.”
Chadwick’s moment came after Annie had finally screamed her orgasm across the lake. Lying on top of the picnic table, the plug now replaced with Annie’s giant strap-on, she stared at Julian’s cock, covered with a thick coat of feces – stinking, but still mouth-watering. The collar was tight around her neck as Annie pulled on the leash.
“You really wanna do this, Mrs. C?” he asked.
“Oh yes.”
Annie pushed the black monster dildo to the hilt. “So proud of you, Mrs. C. That’ll make you a shit-eating slut.”
Chadwick grunted, her ass stretched wider than ever before in her life, and inhaled the stench from Julian’s hard dick.
This is me now.
She opened her mouth, taking him all the way in. The taste was earthy, vile, and it made her gag. He pulled out immediately, but she craned her neck until she had it back in her mouth. As Annie buried the massive strap-on inside her ass, stretching her to previously unknown dimensions, she sucked on it, ran her tongue over it, swallowing little pieces.
The taste was disgusting, but the pleasure was overwhelming. From behind, where Annie pounded her with deep strokes, she felt the vibrator touch her clit.
Oh. My. God. Life is fucking grand.