Collared Ch. 04 - Sex Stories

Collared Ch. 04

... devices to sexy pictures of themselves. Just looking at the pictures made my cock harden in its confines

I swirled my tongue in my mouth, feeling the piercing and again savoring the juices of my two owners in my mouth. As I thought back on the events of the day, my cock continued to harden in its confined cage.

I couldn't wait to get home and look at my new body in the mirror.

Then it dawned on me, I haven't eaten all day, my stomach was growling. I knew I had to put my bliss on hold and get something to eat.

I was told that I had to adjust my diet as my tongue piercing started to heal, but none of the food I had at home would work. That meant that I needed to stop at the store on my way home.

There were three Grocery stores on my way home, all three were clients of my Janitorial service. Did I stop at those and be recognized, or should I go out of my way and visit one where they didn't know me?

I decided to go across town to a store where they didn't know me and the chances that I'd have to talk were minimal.

I finally found a place across town that didn't look too busy. I gingerly stumbled out of my truck, grimacing against the pain I was sure I'd endure as my bound cock and balls slid across the seat.

It took a lot of adjustments to my stride, but I finally made it into the store.

I stopped at the Pharmaceutical isle and picked out the topical ointments suggested by the parlor staff to aid the healing process of my tattoo and ...

... piercings.

Then I went and picked out some soft foods like applesauce, yogurt, and other loose bland foods. I was over by the baby food isle then I felt a tap on my shoulder.

Then I heard a female voice behind me.

"So, how long have you been pierced and collared?"

I spun around, sure my face was turning red. There I was face to face with an old High school Sweetheart of mine named Wendy, who is about about four inches taller than me. The first thing I saw was her long ponytail and the collar around her neck.

Then she spoke again,

"Hi, nice to see you again, you look like you could use some help!"

I just stood there at first, unable to speak, then I finally stammered out,

"I have no idea what you mean," I sheepishly replied, and not too convincingly at that.

Wendy grabbed my collar and read the inscription.

"Oh, lucky boy, you have two owners, I suspected that you were a submissive when we were dating but I never said anything."

"Is that why you broke up with me then," I asked.

"Nope, it's because I'm a submissive as well, and I also happen to be gay!!"

"Again, you look like you could use some help," she said, a calmness in her voice seemed to put me at ease.

"Ahh, y-y-yes, a-a-a-all I can get, I'm new to this, I was just collared this morning."

"Well, welcome to sub-land, I've been collared for about ten years now and my female owner and I couldn't be happier."

Since she was a little taller than me, I could see right into her mouth, her tongue ...