Natalie's Transformation: Part 1 - Sex Stories

Natalie's Transformation: Part 1

... Franks. Feel free to call on her at any hour." Daniel tugged on my chain lightly, and I stood, pulling my clothes back on and attempting to cover myself. I looked around for paper towels, something - anything to clean myself up with. I felt like a mess and I'm certain I looked like a mess as well. I began rubbing the cum and tears from my cheeks.

"NO." Daniel said firmly. I immediately put my hands to my sides. I had worried this would be the outcome, but facing it was another thing entirely. He was going to have me parade back through the restaurant looking this way, wasn't he? I knew it was something he had talked about, and when we were in the thick of it in conversation it seemed so hot.. to walk around with cum on my face or with my leash on. To show the world what I really was. But in practice.. this was going to be so humiliating. I swallowed and tried to keep my stomach from upending itself as I heard Daniel open the door's lock and then the door itself, and then the only thing between me and lifetime humiliation was the set of small stairs up to the restaurant proper. I could hear murmurs of conversation and clinking glasses and silverware. And then I felt a hand on my ass. Mr. Franks. He squeezed a cheek and then slapped it, hard, eliciting a gasp and a pained groan as my sore asshole remembered what it had just been through. Daniel tugged lightly on my collar, then began ascending the steps. Life was never going to be the same after this. There was no going back.