The Camp Slut- Night 5 - Sex Stories

The Camp Slut- Night 5

... and pick up some drinks and munchies for the drive. The other customers and the attendant all stared at her. Most of the men couldn’t help but smile. About half the women made rude comments under their breath. The other half either smiled or complimented her on her bravery. I got some comments as well when I paid for the gas she had pumped. Her face had turned several shades of red by the time we drove off, and I gave her a towel to sit on to keep from staining my seat. We talked about her family, how her older sister, Elizabeth, had become a Dominant and taken Mike as her submissive. Their parents were just as proud of Betsy as they were of her. She had two brothers, too. They were both in college still, so had not made their decisions as to which way they would choose. Conversation stopped when we pulled up to the gate. I’m sorry to say that I don’t remember much about that first visit to the Jeffries Estate. I was a little overwhelmed, between finding out about Mike and Gail, then seeing the house, meeting Arnold and Felicia. Arnold was an imposing man, but he doted on his daughter, and she adored him. Felicia was nude, save for a gold and ruby chain that circled her neck. She was the perfect hostess, even if she was on her knees most of the time. It is said that if you want to know what a woman will look like when she gets older, you just have to look at her mother. If that was true, then Gail was going to be causing men to adjust themselves until the day she died. The ...

... only reason I could take my eyes from Felicia Jeffries was because I had spent the last several days with Gail. At the end of the meeting, I reached to hand Gail’s keys to Arnold with some lame excuse about not having earned them yet. A stern look from the man had me clipping the keys to my belt. We shook hands, I got a hug and rather intimate kiss from Felicia, and the three of us drove to my house. Mike was still banished from Betsy for a couple days, so, as is typical when she is entertaining, he stayed with me. We unloaded the truck, got things settled in the house, and Gail made dinner for us, eating from a bowl on the floor. I unlocked the leash chain from her collar, but left the rest of the locks in place, hanging the keys with the rest of mine near the door. We spent the rest of the night in the living room, watching TV, filling my pet with cum, and enjoying being home. Mike was asleep on the couch when I took Gail up to our room. We made love, and it felt special, like the first time. As we lay in the afterglow, my arms wrapped around her as we spooned, she whispered. “Master? David? What if I got pregnant from this week? What if the baby isn’t yours?” I smiled, pulling her close and placing a hand on her belly. “Gail, my lovely little slut. You are mine, so the child will be mine. We’ll get a DNA test, but not to prove paternity, but so we can look for any markers that indicate issues down the road.” She smiled and snuggled into me, and we slept. The end for now.