The Camp Slut- Night 1 - Sex Stories

The Camp Slut- Night 1

... reached forward and unhooked the key-ring from the front of her collar, pulling the gag from between her teeth as well. I heard her whimper softly as I got to my feet and turned toward my truck. "Pick my clothes up, brush them off quickly, and lay them in my chair. We are going to get you cleaned up a little before the others get here, Slut." I watched her out of the corner of my eye as she went to work. She was quick about the task, never getting up off of her knees as she scuttled around the site. I smiled, clipping her key-ring to my rear-view mirror before closing the door. When I turned back to her, she was kneeling by my chair, her hands clasped at the small of her back, her eyes looking at my knees, my clothes folded and looking very clean considering having just been picked up from the dirt. "Good girl," I said as I reached behind her head, taking the end of the chain into my hand. I pulled up on it slightly, pleased as she smoothly got to her feet. "You have been trained well, haven't you, Slut. Good. It will make this week more fun for us all." One of the reasons I had picked this site was the stream that ran nearby. It was deep enough to swim comfortably in with just enough current to keep it clear. The forest path was a soft carpet of leaves and pine needles, making the walk to the stream pleasant. As we got to the bank, I dropped the end of the chain, turning to my new pet. "Clean me up, Slut." She quickly went to her knees in the water and used her mouth and ...

... tongue to clean the most of the residue of our mating from my cock, balls, and legs. I stood with my hands on my hips, watching her work, enjoying how well she used her mouth, pleased to see how much she appeared to enjoy her task. Once she seemed satisfied with her tongue bath, she gathered handfuls of the stream water and rinsed me clean of her spittle. Her attentions were enough to get me aroused again, my dick thickening and hardening as she went about her work. When she finished, she sat back on her heels, looking at my erection and glancing up questioningly. With a chuckle, I told her, "No, Slut. Not yet. We need you cleaned up first." I sat down with the water coming to my waste, motioning her to sit between my legs. I positioned her to almost lounge against me, her back to me. I cupped water over her chest, rinsing and washing away her drool and sweat. I could feel her confusion, and it made me smile. "I promised the woman on the phone that I'd return you in relatively good condition. I like my toys and tools to be clean and well maintained. I won't pamper you like this often. And it pleases me to do so now." I finished washing her and we relaxed there, watching the stream carry small leaves and twigs slowly past. I heard an engine in the direction of the camp, and sighed. "Come on, Slut. It's time to introduce you to the rest of the cocks you'll be fucking this week." We got to our feet and I lead her back to camp by her leash. Tim and Mike were unloading Tim's truck of ...