Carole\'s Big Mistake

Carole’s Big Mistake

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All characters are fictitious. This is fantasy not real. This is an adult story and should not be read by or to children. It is good to be back writing. My health stopped my Owned Teacher story and I work slower now but I thought I would give it another shot.

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Chapter 8

Carole heard her front door slam as LC left. She looked around at the messy bed, cum spots on the carpet and seeing her reflexion everywhere she looked. She was indeed a mess. Her face, hair, and breasts were covered in cum. She could still smell and taste the female juices that were deposited on her face and tongue. Carole had difficulty understanding what had happened to her life.

She knew everything she had allowed to happen was wrong. She felt ashamed of herself for being unfaithful to Dave, being an embarrassment and disappointment to her children, and most of all for enjoying all of it in a way she had never experienced. Her Mistress was everything she had ever fantasized about and more.

She had spent thousands of dollars and completely given herself over to the control of her Mistress. She realized her feelings had been repressed for her entire life. This is the way she dreamed of being treated but she knew that society and her family would never approve. Dave would never understand and was incapable of meeting her needs. If her children would ever find out she would never see them again.

Her body shook with sobs as she realized she could lose everyone and everything she loved but she knew that she could not stop. Her life was no longer her own and this made her sad beyond words.

Carole slowly rose from her knees and changed the dirty sheets on her bed as she continued to sob. Next she tackled the spots on the carpet and made sure everything was in order before heading to the bathroom for a hot relaxing bath.

As she soaked, Carole became conscious of how excited she was. She needed to masturbate to relieve the tension but her Mistress had forbidden it. She could sense her juices flowing as she wondered what was planned for her tonight. She knew it would be sexual and probably humiliating. Her nipples hardened even more at the thought. She felt mortified to be reacting this way to such thoughts. It was opposite of everything she had tried to be since college.

Her submissive feeling had always been known to her but she felt she had controlled and repressed them completely. Now they had been released by her loneliness and she was out of control. She hated that but her Mistress kept pressing her and she could not stand to lose her.

Carole climbed out of the tub and dried her charged body shuddering when the towel caressed her nipples and shivering when she dried her dripping pussy. Entering her bedroom (the former guest room), she set am alarm for 6:15 to allow her time to do her hair and make-up and be ready for Mistress when she returned. Her head hit the pillow and she was instantly asleep with visions of all that had happened to her today flashing before her eyes. Tiny moans escaped her lips as her body responded to the dreams.

LC had been watching the video feed from Carole’s condo and saw the emotions Carole was going through with some concern. This was a critical time in her training and LC knew she had a winner. Her concerns were lessened by the fact that in spite of her tears Carole had obeyed her completely.

Carole was jolted awake by the ringing of the telephone. She took a second to grasp what the noise was. She reached for the phone and discovered her fingers were in her pussy soaked with her juices. She pulled her hand away from her crotch and answered the phone. Her Mistress’s voice greeted her saying, ”You will be punished for playing with your pussy”.

“But” Carole started to respond but the line went dead.

Carole wept again in frustration. She had tried so hard to please her Mistress and she had failed. Now she had failed her husband, her children, and her Mistress.

Carole looked at the clock and was amazed to see she had only been asleep 10 minutes. She laid back down but was afraid to sleep for fear she would disappoint her Mistress again and earn more punishment.

Just as she began to doze with her hands under her head the phone rang again. It was Dave. As she talked with him she saw her naked reflex ion in all the mirrors and was filled with thoughts of her day so far. Part of her wanted him to come home and save her from herself. But part of her loved what was happening to her. Dave must have been really lonely as he went on and on about how wonderful she was and how he appreciated her sacrifices for his career. (She wondered what he would say if he could see her now.)

When the conversation ended Carole was at the lowest point. Her wonderful loving husband missed her terribly while she was being a slut/slave to a woman much younger than herself. How low would she go to please this woman? She knew the answer but could not admit it to herself.

Suddenly Carole was brought back to reality by the sound of her alarm. It seemed impossible that her rest time had passed and she was more exhausted than after her morning ordeal. All she had accomplished was to clean up, earn punishment by disappointing her Mistress, and been reminded of what a failure she was as a wife, mother, and slut/slave.

Carole knew she could not be late so she so she hurriedly took a quick shower. After drying she styled her hair and put on her make-up. She still was not happy with her new hair style or the shades of her make-up but she knew she was preparing for her Mistress not herself. She was entirely ready down to the red lipstick she hated by 6:45. She sat on the bed where she had learned to use her mouth today and waited naked for her Mistress.

Carole heard the door open and a shiver ran down her spine. She expectantly watched the door to the room as her Mistress walked in. She was gorgeous. Her long blonde hair was shining. She was dressed in neat cream colored summer slacks with a pale peach blouse and sandals. She looked stunning.

LC walked straight to Carole and slapped her across the face. “What are you doing in this room sitting on the bed? You are expected to be kneeling at the door when you are expecting me.” LC slapped her again as Carole opened her mouth to speak. “Don’t say a word slave. From now on you only speak when I tell you to speak. This room is off limits to you unless I order otherwise. Get off the bed and kneel here while I get you something to wear. I can’t believe you are so stupid.”

Carole dropped to her knees next to her Mistress. She felt so ashamed to have disappointed LC. Even though she wanted very much to beg for forgiveness her Mistress had ordered her not to open her mouth.

LC smiled inwardly as she watch her new slave cringe before her. Carole was amazingly submissive and LC knew she would mold her into just the creature she wanted. Her research on Carole’s family was proceeding on schedule. When it came time to make the next move she would be totally prepared.

Moving to the closet, LC picked out a very short red/white flair skirt with a very thin white silk pull over blouse. Searching the shoes she picked a pair of red sandals with 5” heels Tossing the clothing to Carole kneeling on the floor she ordered, “Get dressed and fix your face slave. Meet me on the balcony.

Carole got up from her knees and hurried to the bathroom for fix her make-up.. Her mind was in a turmoil. Why was her Mistress so mean? Why was her pussy dripping and her nipples so hard they hurt? She didn’t understand but knew she deserved the harsh treatment because she had again failed her Mistress. Carole finished her make-up and it only took a minute to dress. Looking in the mirrors she discovered her nipples and breasts were clearly visible. The skirt barely covered her ass and pussy. She would have to be very careful how she moved. As she stood and walked to the balcony she became aware of the sway caused by the high heels and her feet were already in discomfort.

LC was pleased by the with the sight of her slave. She looked slutty yet there was a look of innocence in her face, with embarrassment in her eyes and an overall uncomfortable air about her. A middle aged woman in a place she didn’t feel comfortable dressed in a way that made her feel extremely uncomfortable. Yet there was a burning passion in here eyes. Perfect thought LC.

“Well slave lets tabulate your failures today,” said LC seated on the soft cushioned chair while Carole stood with her eyes downcast in her 5” heels. ”One, playing with yourself without permission. In fact against direct orders; two, entering the Mistress room without permission; three, Using the Mistress bathroom without permission; four, sitting on the Mistress’ bed without permission; five, attempting to speak without permission; six, not tanning as required,“ listed LC. “You should have known better thus you have earned a great deal of punishment. If you continue this insubordinate behavior I will be forced to cut you loose and release all of my information about you and your family on the internet.” LC could see Carole tearing up again and demanded “Don’t you dare cry.”

Carole stifled her tears and waited with her eyes down. She thought she had been working so hard to please. She had obviously failed miserably. Now she had displeased her Mistress and had severe punishment to deal with. Holding back her tears of shame and disappointment was difficult to do but she was determined not to fail her Mistress again.

“Lets get moving slave. We have two stops to make tonight and the second one may take a while,” said LC as she rose and headed for the door with Carole hurrying to follow.. “Leave the door unlocked,” ordered LC as she headed for the elevator. “ You take the stairs from now on. I want you to stay in shape.”

Carole was shocked at her mistresses latest demand. Doing the stairs in these heels was difficult if not dangerous. Once she reached the garage level she saw her Mistress sitting behind the wheel of her car as if it were her own. Carole got into the passenger side with her short skirt revealing to anyone looking her very private parts. She was very uncomfortable dressed this way especially around where she lived even though she actually didn’t know anyone.

LC drove from the condo to Rt 19 and headed south toward St. Petersburg. After a few miles she pulled over into a strip mall and parked in front of PetsMart. Ordering Carole to follow LC headed into the store with Carole trailing behind trying to keep her ass and pussy covered as she struggled on her 5” heels.

As she entered the store Carole could feel the stares as the people looked at her very very short skirt. She realized that under the florescent light her blouse was practically transparent. Her breasts and hard nipples were clearly visible for all to see. Carole felt the heat of a deep red blush rising from her chest to the top of her head.

Carole followed her Mistress to the collar and leash area and stood with her arms covering her breasts. LC became furious. “put your hands behind your head and don’t move,” snarled LC. I do not want to see any tears. Don’t ever cover yourself, ever,” hissed LC in a voice Carole had never heard.

Carole was frightened by the voice. She knew immediately she had earned extra punishment. Standing with her hands behind her head Carole felt as if she were on display. She could see looks of curiosity, lust, and disgust on peo0ple’s faces. Standing as she was made her short skirt shorter and pushed her breasts out. LC ordered her to spread her legs and hold her pose. Carole was mortified at her predicament but she felt her pussy leaking down her thigh.

LC began choosing collars of various styles and colors and tried each one around the neck of her slave. She even put a choke chain collar on Carole. Then LC picked out several collars, putting them in the cart. She then picked out several leaches . LC then moved to the dog crate area and ordered Carole to crawl into the large dog crate.

Carole wanted to die of shame as she dropped to her knees and displayed to the gathered crowd lusting and curious people her fine ass and bare pussy as she crawled into the crate. LC closed the door and ordered her to lie down as if asleep. Carole did as ordered and she heard a comment from one of the women, ”What a slut. Look at her pussy, It’s dripping wet.” Carole was so humiliated as a surge of electricity ignited her insides.

After what seemed an eternity LC opened the door and ordered Carole out of the crate. Carole’s relief was short lived as LC ordered her into the next smaller size crate. Carole had to twist and turn to get herself into the smaller crate. When LC closed and latched the door she had no room to move. She could feel the cool air on her ass and dripping pussy so she knew they were on display to everyone. Her blouse was stretch tight across her hard nipple threatening to poke holes in the material.

LC walked away leaving Carole closed in the crate. “Just wait there”, ordered LC as she was walking away.. LC collected several other items in the cart and finally returned with a sale clerk and freed Carole. “She will take both crates,” LC said to the clerk. “Slave follow him into the storage area and help him load the crates. If you practice what you learned this morning you will get a 10% discount.

Carole knew this was not a suggestion but rather an order. She was stiff from being stuffed into the carte but she straighten her clothes as best she could and followed the young sales clerk into the back storage area with her ass swaying inn the 5” heels.

Once they were in the back the young man told Carole to drop to her knees and suck him off. Her Mistress had told him to tell her to keep his load in her mouth and she was not allowed to use her hands.

Carole was mortified as she dropped to her knees in front of the clerk who was no older then her son. He made no effort to help her and without the use of her hands she began opening his pants. Once the pants were open, which took a while, they dropped to the floor. Carole could see the clear outline of her cock in his underwear as she grasp the waist band in her teeth and struggled to get them over his swollen cock. As she got the underwear past his hard cock it shot out and smacked her in the face. She tugged them to his ankles and the faced the monster before her.

Carole was afraid it wouldn’t fit in her mouth let alone down her throat. She shivered in fear of failing again. She stretched her mouth as far as possible and was able to get the head into her mouth. Working her lips and tongue she was able to get about half of the 9 inches slab of cock into her mouth. Sweating with effort and breathing hard Carole knew she could not fail again. She forced her mouth further down the shaft. Relaxing her throat as she had learn that morning and with great effort and considerable pain bringing tears to her eyes she swallowed the entire length feeling his pubic hair tickle her nose as she tried to breath.

She was so proud of herself. She had taken the entire thing. Working her sucking mouth up and down using her lips and tongue until she felt him tensing up. As he began to shoot his load Carole backed up keeping only the head of the erupting cock in her mouth. She tasted shot after shot of hot boiling cum hit her tongue and fill her mouth completely.

Carole smiled inwardly feeling so proud of herself for successfully completing the task her Mistress had assigned her. Slowly her mind began to realize what she had just done. She felt happy and content. Then reality kicked in. Here she was a respectable married woman with 2 beautiful children kneeling on a concrete floor in a pet store with a mouth full of cum from a complete stranger the same age as her son. She was dressed like a whore and enjoyed all of it. This was sick beyond belief. The cum burned in her mouth and her eyes filled with tears. This had to stop.

Carole rose from her knees and straighten her clothes yet again. She headed for the door to confront LC and tell her she could not continue to behave in this manner regardless of the sick pleasure she got out of it. It was totally wrong. She felt so ashamed and depraved.

“Get over here and help me with these boxes,” ordered the satisfied clerk. Carole hesitated, then moved to help him. When the crates were loaded on the cart he pushed in back into the store area followed by Carole who was more determined than ever to call this whole thing off. She had made such a mistake putting herself before the best interests of her family.

LC was waiting at by the check out as Carole and the smiling clerk moved from the storage area to the front of the store. As Carole went to open her mouth to speak she realized it was still full of the clerks cum. Now what she thought? She didn’t want to swallow it but if she opened her mouth everyone would see what a slut she was.

As her mind raced for a solution LC ordered her to open her mouth. Without thinking she obeyed and LC inspected her cum filled cavity. LC invited anyone who wanted to take a look. LC complimented the clerk on the sizable load he had given her slave. After everyone who wanted got a look LC ordered Carole to swallow all of it. Without thought Carole did as ordered. Why can she not resist this woman? She felt so helpless and hopeless.

Carole paid for everything and with the help of the clerk loaded everything into the truck of her car. The clerk took the opportunity as Carole was bent over arranging the crates in the truck to reach under her short skirt and fondle her bare ass. LC ordered Carole to give the clerk a final kiss and get in the car. Carole leaned into give the young man a kiss and he hugged her and assaulted her mouth with his lips and tongue taking her breath away. Finally the kiss was broken and the clerk sent Carole off to the car with a smack on her ass.