I never knew what a good submissive whore I could be! Not that I didn’t show these tendencies early on, just that having a master like him brought it completely out. I was at the car wash wearing nothing but a pair of tiny shorts and a little tank top. My tits heaved as I paid for my little convertible to get detailed and this big hunk of man meat came walking out. One word had my whole life changing and my pussy getting wet. “Whore.” The way he said it so matter of fact, and the way his blue eyes pierced my soul, had my body on fire. I sat in the warm outside waiting on my car and kept looking his way. I lit a cigarette and become nervous as he pulled his sunglasses down, examining me like a piece of meat. As I went to gather my little car, he was behind me, so close I could feel his breath and his hard-on. To most he looked like he was helping me get in my car. But the instructions he blurted in my ear were graphic. I was to follow him downtown to a parking garage where he would put my little whore ass to work! Why, I followed I will never know? Perhaps it is the deep submissive side that needs a good hard public fucking, and to be shoved on his cock as he drives his car down the highway. All I know is I belong to him now. I will be his cock whore whenever he calls on me.
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