MRWADE52.STY                                           BY MASTER WADE

   

   

                         Julia's Begging: Part Three

   

                               More From Julia

   

   

        I  realized  that  there  was no point in arguing with Master, and 

   that  I also would have to do exactly as he had instructed me to do.  I 

   was  in enough trouble already, I surely didn't need more.  By the time 

   I  opened the door of the car the little white bikini bottom was soaked 

   with  my  juice,  simply  from  the anticipation of what I was about to 

   do.   Master  liked  my car and the leather seats and enjoyed making me 

   wet  before  I  sat on them.  The leather was much slower to soak up my 

   cunt  juice  than  fabric seats would have been, and it was much slower 

   about  releasing  the fragrance that accompanied the copious quantities 

   of  fuck  that  oozed  from  my  hole.   Once  after  we  had  taken an 

   especially  long  drive  together  and  he  had fingered me to numerous 

   orgasms  he  made  me take the car to a mechanic with a complaint about 

   the  dashboard coming loose.  I think he may have even loosened some of 

   the  bolts or something, but he mainly just wanted the mechanic to work 

   inside  the  car  for  a  while  and smell the cunt juice that had been 

   soaked  up  by  the  seats.  I know he smelled it, I could see his cock 

   hard inside his work pants.

        I  went  to  the  adult book and movie store first.  Might as well 

   get  the worst part over first, I figured.  In a way it wasn't quite as 

   bad  as I had thought it might be.  It was Monday morning afterall, and 

   the  store wasn't exactly running over with people.  Master had told me 

   to  get  a  movie which he said was actually made mostly for homosexual 

   men,  but  that  I would enjoyl.  He said it was mostly men showing off 

   their  dicks  and  that  there  wasn't any homsexual activity in it per 

   se.   He  also  had me get a tape that showed women making it with each 

   other  and  a  tape  about  a  blonde  that loves black cocks.  I'm not 

   blonde,  but  Karen  is.   Thats the only part of the tape that doesn't 

   fit  me, at least some of the time.  When Master has me really wound up 

   there isn't a dick in the world that I don't love.

        The  magazines were along the same theme, and the one with all men 

   in  it  really  did get me going.  I thumbed through it, looking at the 

   huge  dicks  they  guys  were  displaying with understandable pride and 

   found  my  cunt  leaking  more and more juice.  I had just reached down 

   between  them  to wipe at a stream of cunt juice that was going down my 

   thigh  when  I  noticed  the  man at the counter watching me with a big 

   smile.   I  gathered  up  the magazines and movies and laid them on the 

   counter.

        "We  use  some girls around here on Friday nights, lady", the dark 

   haired  man  said.   "Pays  pretty good for the amount of real work you 

   have  to  do.   The  guys  pay $50 for a hand job and most of the girls 

   make  over $500 just doing them.  Of course a fox like you could easily 

   make  a  thousand  or  more  if  you like cocks as much as you seem to.  

   Blow jobs get you 75 and for a fuck you get a hundred."

        I  took  my  change  and hurried out of the store without making a 

   reply.   It  had turned me on to be thought of as a whore by the man at 

   the  counter,  but  at the same time it had been terribly embarrassing.  

   I  knew  it  wasn't only my interest in the magazines that had made him 

   think  of  me  in  that  way,  but  that  it was also the clothes I was 

   wearing  and  what  he  had seen me doing.  When I sat back down on the 

   leather  seats  the juice that had accumulated as the man had talked to 

   me  of  hand  jobs,  blow  jobs  and fucking all ran out and puddled up 

   under my ass.

        I  went  to  the  grocery  store  next.   At  least  it  was  air-

   conditioned.   Maybe  I  would  cool off a little in there.  As I stood 

   looking  at the display of cucumbers I realize how futile it was for me 

   to  expect  to  calm down any.  I knew that Master was going to fuck me 

   with  whatever  I  selected,  and  that  knowledge forced me to look at 

   every  single  one  of them as a sexual item.  I felt the juice running 

   once  more  and  hurriedly  picked  up a couple of the largest ones and 

   moved  toward  the health and beauty aids section.  Grabbing up a large 

   jar  of  vaseline I moved toward the checkout only to bump into a woman 

   turning  the  corner.   The  cucumbers and vaseline went flying and she 

   stooped to help me pick them up, apologizing profusely.

        She  was  an attractive woman, perhaps a year or two older than I, 

   but  very  expensively  dressed.   When she knelt to help me pick up my 

   items  her  legs  spread  slightly and I could see under her dress with 

   ease.   She  wore very expensive silk stockings which were held up by a 

   garter  belt.   She also, very obviously, wore no panties.  As I stared 

   at  her  bare  pussy  I  was struck by the fact that she had completely 

   shaved  it.   When  I caught myself and looked up into her eyes she was 

   staring  at  my  crotch.  A quick glance at myself told me that she saw 

   quite  a  different  view  than did I.  My bikini bottom was completely 

   soaked  with  juice  to  the  point that it was a darker color than the 

   surrounding  fabric.  It had also pulled itself up into me so that only 

   a  thin  strand  of  it  was visible.  My cunt lips and pubic hair were 

   plainly visible to her as she stared at me.

        I  felt  frozen  in place.  I didn't know whether to apologize, or 

   to  just  get up and leave, or whether to let my gaze move back between 

   her  legs  once  again.   She  was beautiful, and I would have loved to 

   have  just  laid her on her back and buried my face in her crotch right 

   there.   I  think  she  must  have  felt the same, because she was also 

   frozen, her eyes glued to my cunt lips.

        Slowly  we both regained some of our composure and stood.  "Do you 

   shop here regularly?", she asked.

        "Whenever  my Mas....well, yes, usually I do", I stammered.  "From 

   now on I will at least."

        "Good,  I'll  be  looking for you.  I live nearby and have lots of 

   time to myself.  I could use some company.  Whats your name?"

        "Julia", I said.  "Hope to see you soon."

        It  wasn't  much  of a response, but it was all I had the strength 

   to  muster at the moment.  I was really leaking juice now, and I didn't 

   even  bother  to  take  time to pull the bikini out of my cunt.  I just 

   hurried  to  the checkout counter and laid the big, thick, cucumbers on 

   the counter with the jar of vaseline.

        "Good  morning!", smiled the young man.  He was quite a hunk.  I'd 

   noticed  him  the  very  first  time  I'd seen him in the store and had 

   hoped  that he would somehow make friends with my Master.  At that time 

   he  was  not an employee of the store, and it had pleased me to see him 

   working  there.   I  told Master about him and he made me finger myself 

   while  I  fantasized about fucking him.  I came really nicely that time 

   and the many other times that I had thought about him since.

        He  stared  at  my  breasts  openly  to  the point that I couldn't 

   resist  looking down at them.  My nipples, excited by the experience in 

   the  book  store  and  with  the attractive lady I had bumped into, had 

   grown  extremely  hard  and were poking through the halter top as I had 

   never  seen  them  do before.  Before I took my eyes off of them I also 

   realized  that  not  only  were  the  nipples visible but that the dark 

   aureola  that  surrounded  them  was  also  quite  easy to see.  I felt 

   another  rivulet of cunt juice begin to run down the inside of my right 

   thigh.

        "Hello  there!", I said.  I said it with a bit too much excitement 

   in  my voice, actually.  I'm not usually quite that friendly.  But this 

   wasn't a "usual" day by any means.

        "I  see  you have a little different idea of the perfect breakfast 

   than  some  of  our  other  morning  customers", he said with a leering 

   smile.

        Embarrassed  by  his  acknoledgement  of  the  unusualness  of  my 

   purchase  I  blushed  and  tried to explain.  "Just getting some things 

   that  my  Mast...that we needed at home real badly.  I don't usually go 

   out like this."

        "Yes,  I  can  see  that  you  do  need them", he said with a wide 

   grin.   "That  will  be  $4.32.  Be sure to come back whenever you need 

   something.  Especially when you need it as badly as you need these."

        Taking  my change from him and feeling his finger graze the inside 

   of  my  hand  in  a  suggestive manner, I blushed once again and turned 

   quickly to walk away.

        "Miss...wait!...you  forgot your cucumbers and your vaseline!", he 

   called out loudly to me.

        I  glanced  around and saw the eyes of three other customers on me 

   as I walked back to take the bag from the hunk.

        "By  the  way...I sure do like that outfit!", he said as he handed 

   the bag to me.

        This  time  I  could  see  the  still shiny cunt juice on the dark 

   leather  before  I sat down.  Needless to say there was more there only 

   a short time after sitting down once again.

        I  was relieved to at least have two of the most difficult moments 

   over  with,  but  stopping  by to see Karen wasn't going to be all that 

   easy  either.   Especially  not  after  staring  at  a  shave cunt only 

   moments before.

        She  was home, and of course invited me in.  She smiled broadly at 

   my  outfit  and  even  more  broadly when I told her the purpose for my 

   visit.

        "Master  wants  to  fuck you really good today, huh sweetie?", she 

   said  with  a  giggle.   "I  can't  blame him, you're one fine piece of 

   ass!"

        She  opened  her  robe  when  she  said  that  and stood before me 

   completely  nude.   Karen  was  younger  than me and looked it, but her 

   experience  with sexual things was far greater than mine.  She had been 

   a  hooker  on  the east side before Master had found her and had helped 

   to  get  her  a  better  job.   She  had repaid him by being one of his 

   sluts.   I  couldn't  count  the  number  of times that I had eaten her 

   pussy,  and  even  now  as  I  stared  at her naked body I found myself 

   wanting  very  much  to  kneel in front of her and stick my tongue into 

   her slit.

        No  one had to tell her that I wanted to lick her, she knew me too 

   well.   And  I  know she could smell me and could see the juice running 

   down  my  leg  again.   She reached out for me and I was prepared to be 

   pushed  to  my  knees, but she merely pulled my face to hers and kissed 

   me  deeply  on  the  mouth,  her  tongue  running  along  mine  in that 

   marvelous  way  she  had.   I guess she also knew Master very well too, 

   because  after  she  had  fucked  my  mouth with her tongue for several 

   minutes  and  rubbed  her perfect tits against my chest she released me 

   and turned to get the vibrator for me.

        "Now  darlin, I don't remember you ever being fucked with anything 

   this  big before.  Lemme tell ya, you gotta be careful what you let him 

   do  to you with this thing.  Your little fuck hole might take the whole 

   thing,  but  your  ass will never take it, its just too damn thick.  So 

   if  Master tries to bunghole you with it you stop him somehow.  Promise 

   to  do  whatever  you have to do, but don't let him fuck you in the ass 

   with  it.   He  fucked  me in the ass with it and I had to have sixteen 

   stitches.   Worse  than  that  I  can  only come now when I think about 

   having  that  big  thing  up  my  ass.   Now, you hurry on home to papa 

   before  he  decides  to  fuck  you  in the rear with this monster first 

   thing!   We'll  get  together  sometime  soon  and  have  some  fun,  I 

   promise."

        I  thanked  Karen  and  took  the  huge  dildo and left.  I really 

   hadn't  remember  it  being that big.  It was a good 14 inches long and 

   far  too  big for me to get both hands around at its thickest point.  I 

   was  more  than  just  excited now, I was really afraid.  I didn't know 

   what  Master  had  in  mind  for me, but he had fucked Karen in the ass 

   with  this  monster, and I didn't know what he might try to do with me.  

   I  found myself beginning to tremble as I glanced over at the monstrous 

   plastic cock laying on the seat beside me.

        Turning  off the engine I gathered up the items Master had sent me 

   to  get.  What a slut I was to call my employer and miss work so that I 

   could  go  around  town dressed like a whore to get things for a Master 

   to  use  me with!  Still I knew that what really made me a slut was how 

   hungry  I  had  been  to be made to do it all and how hungry I was even 

   now to be disciplined even more by my Master.  Gawd, I needed it so!!