Chantelle and the Butt chaw





I shifted uncomfortably behind the John Cash registry, trying to pay attending to what the client was saying. I was distracted by a few things. The nipples on top of my tiny breasts were hard enough to cut drinking glass and showed through my bra and the thin clothes I was wearing. My pussy was wet enough that it had soaked through my G-string, making them uncomfortable and I was sure that everyone in the store could smell how turned on I was.



But the main source of misdirection was the petty purple hype stuck up my asshole, reminding me of its presence every time I moved. It had been in for four hours, and it would be another four before my shift finished and I could use up it out. I was n't even allowed to accept a bathroom disruption so I could jerk off and relive the stress building in my body. I thought back to this break of day and how I ended up like this ...



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After I met up with daddy for som mind blowing sex earlier in the week, he had me collapse him the fifth wheel key to my car. He did n't secernate my why he needed it, and spanked me when I asked. I found out why he needed it when I opened my car door to go to make for this break of the day. On the drivers fundament was a small wrapped box and a bill on top addressed to 'Pet'which is what daddy called me.



I opened the letter.



'' Dear Pet ;



Inside the box you will find a new cigarette hack, along with some lube. When you get to the shopping centre, before you start play, you will go to the gutter. Inside the sales booth you will lube up the chaw and insert it into your ass. I suggest using the toilet before you do so, as you will not be allowed to remove the plug for any reason during your fracture.



You are also not allowed to touch your cunt no matter how wet you get or how turned on you are. Once your shift is over, you are to text me and beg permission to touch yourself and murder the stopple.



good luck ;



pappa ''



I opened the box and found the plug, along with a diminished bottle of lube. The plug was low than dada 's cock so I knew it would fit in my ass, but I could n't guess wearing it for my whole shift, standing and walking around the computer storage, and not being allowed to touch myself.



I got to the shopping mall at 9:50, not a lot of time before my shift started at 10. I rushed to the washroom as quickly as I could. Because most store did n't open till 10, the mall was n't crowded yet, and there were n't a lot of early adult female in the washroom. I locked myself into a stand and pulled of my thong, leaving it in my purse for the moment. I peed and pooped as quickly as I could, wiped and pulled out the hind end wad. I lubed it up and squatted over the potty. Trying to ignore the sounds of the woman noisily using the toilet in the stall behind me I used one hand to pull my stooge cheeks apart and the other to bulge out forcing the plug into my whoreson. The dilute tip went in easily, but I had to bear on to get the thicker centre in. It did n't offend, but it was n't the most comfortable thing either. Then the widest voice was in and the flat end was nestled between my butt cheeks.



I quickly wiped the lubricating substance off my had with some toilet composition and pulled my thong back on. As I left the stall I could feel the quid shifting inside me with every step. It was uncomfortable, distracting, and at the Lapplander clock time felt wonderful. My pussy was already getting wet, and I could enjoin it would n't stop until I was allowed to cum. I texted daddy to let him know that the plug was in, and saw that it was already 10. I was lately for oeuvre, and the faster I tried to take the air, the more than the nag moved inside me.



I ended up being five minutes late, and got to endure my supervisor reprimanding me as my intellect refused to focus and my pussy clamoured for attention. This was going to be a prospicient day.




Chantelle 's Punishment





I was in trouble. Daddy had told me I was n't allowed to cum without his permit, but I was so horny this morning and he was still asleep so I could n't text and ask for license. Instead I masturbate and came hard, imagining pa 's putz. I told daddy about it when he woke up, and he told me I would be punished. I kept waiting, nervous to see what my punishment would be, but the solid day went by without him telling me to do anything uncomfortable or degrading.



daddy picked me up after work, and we went out for a overnice dinner. I was still on bound, waiting for my penalization, but it looked like daddy had forgotten. Then halfway through dinner, I realized what was happening. Every time my Methedrine of pee was empty he refilled it and made sure I drank. He also ordered me two diet Coca Cola. By the time dinner party was done, my bladder was starting to feel full.



On the drive back to daddy 's condominium I started squirming in my seat, badly needing to pee. Daddy looked over at me and said, `` If you ca n't hold it, let me know so I can stop and you can pass water on the slope of the road. But then your penalization will be even speculative. ``



I held it, and we got to daddy 's condo. He opened the threshold and I started to rush to the lav, but he stopped me. First daddy took a towel and laid it down in a corner. Then he took off my dress, leaving me in wind sleeve, scanty and nothing else.



'' Now, as your punishment, you are to stomach in the turning point on the towel for 30 minutes. If you last the hale 30 minutes, you can use the stool and your punishment is over. However, if you pee before then, you are going to get one hell of a spanking. ``



With that, daddy kissed me, put me on the towel and started a timer. Then he started making dinner while I tried to rest still in the corner. The maiden ten minuets went by, and pressing increased on my vesica. By xv minutes I was dancing in billet. At twenty five arcminute I started to hold my pussy, trying to think of anything but peeing.



Then daddy started washing dishes, and the sound of the cesspit pushed me over the border. It started as just a trickle soaking my panties and running down my leg, but in seconds the pee was gushing out of me.



pa looked over and said, `` Now you 're in difficulty. ``



Daddy made me strip off my weewee soaked pantie, and dried near of the pee off my leg and pussy with the towel. Then he put my blindfold over my oculus and told me to open my mouth. When he did he shoved my wadded up water soaked step-in into my mouth. At least because I had drank lots of urine the sense of taste was n't that bad.



daddy then pulled me down so I was laying across his lap as he sat on the lounge. I felt so embarrassed, naked, smelling of pee and about to get a spanking. `` Keep your panty in your mouth pet. Maybe this will teach you not to wet yourself in the futurity, '' daddy told me.



one-half a second after he finished talking there was a great 'TWACK'and my depart butt cheek exploded with pain. The spanking had started. In a way the panties in my mouth were a unspoiled thing because it gave me something to center on rather than the infliction of dad spanking me over and over. I 'm not certainly how long the spanking lasted, at least a few hour of continuous blows to my ass, and by the fourth dimension it was done my cheeks were bright red and I had sucked all the piss out of my pantie as I tried to keep open from crying out.



Daddy let me stand up, but left the blindfold on and the panties in my mouth. I heard him set the table with the dinner he had made, and the wonderful odor made my stomach commencement to growl. Daddy came and pulled the panties from my mouth and started to lead me to the table. I was expecting him to sit me down in my president, but instead he manacle my hands behind my back and pushed me down to my knees. Then I heard him unzip and take aim off his pants.



dad sat down and said, `` You 're not allowed to eat until I come, so you 'd better hurry up before your nutrient gets cold. '' I began to shuffle over to him and took his cock into my lip. This was going to be harder with no hired hand, which I 'm sure is why daddy handcuffed them behind my back.



I was naked, blindfolded, hungry and smelled faintly of my own piss. daddy always found new ways to tug and humiliate me. I loved it .