Chantelle and the Butt Plug





I shifted uncomfortably behind the cash registry, trying to pay tending to what the customer was saying. I was distracted by a few things. The nipples on top of my midget bosom were hard enough to cut chicken feed and showed through my bra and the thin dress I was wearing. My pussy was wet enough that it had soaked through my thong, making them uncomfortable and I was sure that everyone in the entrepot could smell how turned on I was.



But the principal source of distraction was the short purple plug stuck up my shit, reminding me of its presence every prison term I moved. It had been in for four hours, and it would be another four before my shift finished and I could hold it out. I was n't even allowed to take a bathroom faulting so I could masturbate and live over the stress edifice in my body. I thought back to this morning 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 hebdomad, he had me return him the fifth wheel key to my car. He did n't tell my why he needed it, and spanked me when I asked. I found out why he needed it when I opened my car doorway to go to puzzle out this daybreak. On the device driver seat was a belittled wrapped box and a card on top addressed to 'Pet'which is what papa called me.



I opened the letter.



'' Dear Pet ;



Inside the box you will detect a new derriere plug, along with some lube. When you get to the mall, before you start work, you will go to the toilets. Inside the stalling you will lube up the fireplug and stick in it into your ass. I suggest using the throne before you do so, as you will not be allowed to take out the plug for any cause during your transmutation.



You are also not allowed to tinge 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 adjoin yourself and take the plug.



commodity Luck ;



Daddy ''



I opened the box and found the plug, along with a small bottle of lubricator. The plug was smaller than daddy 's tool so I knew it would fit in my ass, but I could n't think wearing it for my whole shift, standing and walking around the entrepot, and not being allowed to touch myself.



I got to the mall at 9:50, not a lot of metre before my chemise started at 10. I rushed to the washroom as quickly as I could. Because most stores did n't open till 10, the shopping mall was n't crowded yet, and there were n't a lot of former women in the washroom. I locked myself into a cubicle and pulled of my flip-flop, leaving it in my bag for the mo. I peed and pooped as quickly as I could, wiped and pulled out the butt plug. I lubed it up and squatted over the toilet. Trying to ignore the strait of the woman noisily using the toilet in the stall behind me I used one mitt to pull my butt cheeks apart and the other to depart forcing the plug into my whoreson. The lose weight tip went in easily, but I had to push to get the thicker middle in. It did n't hurt, but it was n't the most prosperous thing either. Then the widest share was in and the flat end was nestled between my stern cheeks.



I quickly wiped the lube off my had with some bathroom report and pulled my flip-flop back on. As I left the stall I could find the plug shifting inside me with every stride. It was uncomfortable, distracting, and at the Lapp sentence felt grand. My puss was already getting wet, and I could tell it would n't stop until I was allowed to cum. I texted pappa to let him know that the plug was in, and saw that it was already 10. I was late for study, and the faster I tried to walk, the Thomas More the fireplug moved inside me.



I ended up being five minute of arc deep, and got to live on my supervisor reprimanding me as my mind refused to pore and my kitty clamoured for attention. This was going to be a long day.




Chantelle 's punishment





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



dad picked me up after work, and we went out for a prissy dinner. I was still on edge, waiting for my punishment, but it looked like pappa had forgotten. Then halfway through dinner, I realized what was happening. Every fourth dimension my trash of water was empty he refilled it and made sure I drank. He also ordered me two diet cokes. By the time dinner was done, my bladder was starting to experience full.



On the campaign back to daddy 's condo I started squirming in my seat, badly needing to pee. pa looked over at me and said, `` If you ca n't apply it, let me cognize so I can block off and you can piss on the side of the route. But then your penalisation will be even big. ``



I held it, and we got to daddy 's condo. He opened the threshold and I started to rush to the throne, but he stopped me. start daddy took a towel and laid it down in a nook. Then he took off my dress, leaving me in wind sock, panties and nothing else.



'' Now, as your penalisation, you are to stand in the nook on the towel for 30 minutes. If you lowest the whole 30 minutes, you can use the toilet and your penalization is over. However, if you pee before then, you are going to get one hell of a spanking. ``



With that, pappa kissed me, put me on the towel and started a timer. Then he started making dinner while I tried to outride still in the corner. The beginning ten minuets went by, and pressure sensation increased on my bladder. By fifteen minutes I was dancing in place. At twenty five minutes I started to hold my snatch, trying to reckon of anything but peeing.



Then daddy started washing dish antenna, and the sounds of the cesspool pushed me over the sharpness. It started as just a dribble soaking my pantie and running down my leg, but in seconds the pee was gushing out of me.



pappa looked over and said, `` Now you 're in bother. ``



pa made me strip off my pee-pee soaked pantie, and dried most of the pee off my pegleg and cunt with the towel. Then he put my blindfold over my eyes and told me to open my mouth. When he did he shoved my wadded up make soaked scanty into my sassing. At to the lowest degree because I had drink in stacks of water the taste perception 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, nude, smelling of pee and about to get a spanking. `` go on your panties in your mouth pet. Maybe this will teach you not to wet yourself in the time to come, '' daddy told me.



half a indorsement after he finished talking there was a great 'TWACK'and my left butt impudence exploded with pain. The spanking had started. In a way the step-in in my mouth were a good thing because it gave me something to concentrate on rather than the infliction of daddy spanking me over and over. I 'm not sure how long the spanking lasted, at least a few minutes of continuous blows to my ass, and by the time it was done my cheeks were hopeful red and I had sucked all the piss out of my panty as I tried to keep from crying out.



Daddy let me stand up, but left the blindfold on and the panties in my lip. I heard him set the mesa with the dinner he had made, and the howling look made my stick out start to grumble. papa came and pulled the pantie from my sassing and started to lead me to the mesa. I was expecting him to sit me down in my chair, but instead he cuff my hands behind my back and pushed me down to my knees. Then I heard him unzip and take off his drawers.



Daddy sat down and said, `` You 're not allowed to eat until I come, so you 'd meliorate hurry up before your food gets dusty. '' I began to shuffle over to him and took his peter into my mouth. This was going to be harder with no hands, which I 'm for certain is why daddy handcuffed them behind my back.



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