Jenny Learns Her Place (Part 2) - Sex Stories

Jenny Learns Her Place (Part 2)

“Thank you, Master,” I said as I slowly brought myself to my feet, tears of pain rolling down my cheeks. I couldn't see my ass but it was probably purple with bruising and I was happy with that. Bobby would now know that I could withstand a hard spanking with the paddle without falling back on the safe word. “And for good measure,” Bobby said and put the clips back on my nipples. Wincing with the incredible pain, I managed to stand straight. The nipple clips hurt much more this time than the first because my poor nipples were bruised and swollen. “Who do you belong to, slave?” “You, Master,” I answered in a loud and clear voice. “Good girl,” he said with a smile and lightly patted my ass. “In the morning I've got to fly to New York for some business but I'll be back next weekend. You'll wear the clit cage all the time I'm gone. But since you're an over sexed slut, I'm sure you'll go out and get laid. You have my permission to do so. However, when I land at the airport I expect you to be waiting for me dressed similar to the way you were today. Cuffs, collar and clips but no chains, no bra and no panties.” “Yes sir,” I said and shivered. “But as for now, let's go to bed and get you an injection of raw protein.” “Yes, sir!” I replied, my face brightening. Two hours later, my ass filled with cum as it slowly oozed out of me and pooled on the sheets, leaving me in the wet spot again. I lay against Bobby's chest, happy and content even if my nipples throbbed after the clips had ...

... been pulled from them. Bobby was awake before me but while he was in the shower I made pancakes and bacon for breakfast. Today it was exceptionally hard for me to sit, that's how bruised my ass was but in a weird satisfied way. He still had to go back to his hotel and pick up his belongings and check out so he had to leave early. Donning a robe, I walked him out to his car and kissed him goodbye. “I'll call you tonight,” he promised and got in his car. Back in the house I started getting ready for work, shower, makeup, and so forth. Rolling on a pair of pantyhose after putting on a bra, I then found a modest length, light blue floral dress with cap sleeves, and slipped it over my head before sliding my feet into a pair of pumps with four inch heels. A few accessories later and I was finally ready to go to work. Even though it was Monday, my day at work was fairly slow, at least by my standards. I had plenty of time to get my work done and think about the BDSM things Bobby and I had done over the weekend. Had we just been role playing, I wondered or did Bobby really feel the need to be a dominant. Either way, I had loved every second of it, the nipple clips, the collar, the cuffs, an even both of the spankings. Did I feel a subconscious need to be hurt? No! I felt a great desire to please my man, or rather, to please Bobby. When I suffered the humiliation of being naked in public I had been thrilled. It was as if a missing piece of the puzzle had been found and put in place. If ...