The Camp Slut- Night 3 - Sex Stories

The Camp Slut- Night 3

... handle it. Not to us, or to Slut, or anyone else. She had to prove it to herself." Davis looked at me, then at Dana again. Her sobbing had lessened, but she was still leaning over the ice chest, panting as Slut rubbed the skin lotion over the abused flesh. Simmons would whimper and flinch as my pet would massage the salve in, but the relief was obvious on her face and the coloring of her ass and legs. "She is a beautiful woman in a job normally dominated by men, so he has to be tough to be respected in your eyes. Then she meets Slut, who has submitted herself not only to be naked and used and all the things that are supposed to show a woman as week, but willing to take a punishment for not doing so. Slut showed her a paradox she couldn't understand, strength in surrender. It started out just protecting Slut from the mean man, but when she found out that Slut took fifty spankings, she had to know what that took, and if she was strong enough." Davis' eyes got wider as I went on, looking at Dana in a new way. Slut looked at me, and Dana just kept her eyes down. "Dana, you are welcome to stay, and I will further give you another choice. If you want, you can stay as an observer from the Sheriff's department to oversee the welfare of Slut. We don't have supplies or bedding enough, so you'll have to either pitch in for our supply run, or go and come back with your share." I smiled. "Or, you can stay under the same conditions as Slut. Steve will drive you into town. I will pay for ...

... the extra food we will need and a dog collar. He will then drive you home, where you will leave everything you have, wear only the dog collar, and Steve will bring you back here. For the rest of your stay, you will be Steve's pet, and subject to whatever he says. Likely it will be similar to Slut, which means you will have more sex by tomorrow morning than the average porn star has in a week. You will have your safe word, and the same conditions of its use. "Deputy Davis, you are also welcome to stay. Again, either as oversight, or as one of us, and with all the privileges we enjoy over our camp toys. Again, you'll have to help with the camp supplies. One of you might want to take the dog back to the station, though." Simmons had composed herself enough to stop crying, though she still winced when she moved. "Actually, he's mine. I bring him along on long days because I don't have a sitter, and he tears up the house if I'm gone too long. I'd like him to stay, too, if that's alright." I chuckled, looking at Steve, who was beaming. "You are staying then?" She nodded, and I looked at Andy. "Are you?" Deputy Andy Davis looked at his partner, maybe for the first time. "Yeah. I think I am. I can run in and pick up all the supplies when I drop off that beast for my truck. I can take all of her things with me, too, so she can start adjusting without me being here." She looked up at him surprised. "I didn't say I was... that I was going to do that." Steve chuckled. "Well? Are you going ...