Chapter 13 -- Practice Test (part 7)
As soon as wetcunt and her Master got into the car, wetcunt's Master started to
speak, "Week after week as you came to and in this parking lot, I thought of
this moment, of bringing you here for the first time with Me and of sitting in
this car with My slut's mouth cunt wrapped around My cock making Me cum in this
parking lot, like I had allowed it to. you have very well on your practice test
so far, cunt. I wonder if this moment will live up to how it has played out in
My mind over and over again." As wetcunt sat listening to her Master's word, she
wanted desperately to please Him better than He had imagined. So when her Master
had finished speaking, wetcunt asked, "Master, may wetcunt ask two things of You
Master?" "you may, slut." So wetcunt continued, "One, may wetcunt have
permission to beg to suck Your cock and balls Master and two, may wetcunt have
permission to try to exceed Your imagination by giving her free rein to show You
how much she wants to please You Master." wetcunt's heart was thrilled as her
Master quickly replied, "Yes to both requests slut."
Upon hearing her Master's reply, wetcunt kneeled down on the floor of the car
and with her eyes lowered, started begging, "Please Master, Your slut humbly
begs for permission to suck Your glorious cock Master, to have Your cum fill its
mouth cunt. Please Master, please allow Your slut to fill its mouth cunt with
Your balls, Your cock, Your cum. Please Master." For almost five minutes,
wetcunt knelt on the floor and begged her Master for permission to suck His cock
and balls. When wetcunt was finally granted permission, she crawled over as
close as possible to her Master and leaning up grasped the zipper of His jeans
with her teeth and slowly lowered it. As the zipper lowered, wetcunt's face was
once again slapped with her Master's cock as it sprang free. Rubbing her face
all over her Master's cock, wetcunt's face was soon covered with her Master's
precum. wetcunt then kneeled up and moved to unbuckle her Master's belt with her
teeth as well. After struggling for a while, wetcunt moved to open it with her
hands. "Guess I know what My slut will have to work on next," her Master said
chuckling. wetcunt quietly replied, "Yes Master," as she released her Master's
balls from His jeans and lowered her head to suckle each ball in her mouth,
first the left, then the right, finally holding both balls in her mouth as she
ran her tongue over them.
Then after re-wetting her face with her Master's precum, wetcunt knelt back up
on the seat, tucking her skirt hem in the waistband of her skirt as she crawled
up. "So You can see how much Your slut wishes to please You Master and how big a
slut it wishes to be for You Master." Kneeling over her Master, hands gently
cupping His balls, plugged ass high in the air, visible through the passenger
window, wetcunt started lapping at the pisshole in her Master's cock, bathing
her tongue with His precum. Then slowly wetcunt wrapped her tongue around the
head of her Master's cock, stroking, teasing, trying to draw not only her
Master's cum, but also His groans of pleasure with her tongue, her mouth. As
wetcunt felt her Master's cock grow harder, she started lowering her head down
over the length of His cock, burying the head deep in her throat, forcing her
throat to relax so that she could hold her Master's cock deep in her throat,
milking the cum from His cock. Over and over again, wetcunt would rise up to
breathe and then lower again, each stroke wetcunt moved harder, faster, deeper,
sucking intently, wanting her mouth filled with her Master's cum, wanting to
please her Master far beyond His expectation or imagination. Finally wetcunt was
rewarded as her Master arched back growling, "Here it comes, cunt. Hold your
Master's cum in your mouth cunt. Don't swallow," and her Master shot load after
load into wetcunt's waiting, willing mouth. wetcunt struggled not to swallow, as
her Master continued to spurt more cum into her already full mouth. When
wetcunt's Master finished, some of His cum had drizzled out of wetcunt's mouth
and down onto her already wet and sticky shirt.
"cunt, you seem to be making an absolute mess of yourself today, covered in cum,
drool, W/we will have to do something about that shortly, but for now, kneel
down as you are on the floor and hold your Master's cum in your mouth until I
tell you to swallow." wetcunt quickly knelt down on the floor, wanting
desperately to know if she had exceeded her Master's imagination, but unable to
ask. "Normally a slut cleans her Master's cock for Him with her mouth after He
allows her the pleasure of sucking His cum from it, but given the current
circumstances, W/we will forego that this time. So, crawl over here cunt, Master
will use His slut's hair to clean His cock, as its mouth isn't up to the task at
the moment."
wetcunt groaned around the cum in her mouth as her Master wiped His cock all
through her hair, spreading the cum residue. "Crawl back, cunt. W/we have to
take care of what a mess you have become," her Master said as He tucked His cock
back into His jeans and re-zipped His pants. Starting up the car, wetcunt's
Master commanded, "Spread those legs wide, slut. Master wants to watch His slut
tease that clit over and over again until W/we get to our next destination. you
are NOT allowed to slop. If you slop without My permission, you will have your
stuffed ass bared and whipped with My belt in the middle of O/our next stop.
When you get close to slopping, take your hand away for a minute and then start
again." wetcunt shifted slightly so that her legs were as widely spread as the
space allowed and then reaching between her spread thighs slowly started
pinching, pulling and teasing her hard clit. her breathing echoed throughout the
car as it grew louder and faster the closer she got to slopping. After only a
couple of minutes, wetcunt pulled her hand back and looked up at the clock, then
after a minute she started again. Each time her clit burned worse, each time the
screaming need to slop grew louder, harder to battle back. Only the image of
having her ass publicly beaten pulled wetcunt's hands from her clit.
Finally her Master pulled into yet another parking lot and stopped the car. From
wetcunt's position on the floor, she could not see where T/they were. wetcunt
stayed kneeling on the floor of the car, as her Master walked around to the
passenger side of the car. As He opened the door, he grasped wetcunt's leash and
started to lead wetcunt from the car, lowering her skirt as He lead her out. As
wetcunt looked around, she saw that her Master had brought her to a beauty salon
and was leading her to the door by her leash. Panic filled her heart, her mind,
her eyes as wetcunt pulled back on the leash. wetcunt moved to swallow her
Master's cum to safe word just as her Master turned around to face her. "I am
bringing you to a shop owned by a friend of Mine, slut. you are safe. Trust Me,
cunt. Make Me proud." wetcunt slowly nodded her head and moved forward toward
the beauty salon. Upon entering the salon, wetcunt heard the owner greet her
Master like an old friend. "So this is the slut that You told Me about. Is it
always this rude that it doesn't properly greet a friend of Yours," wetcunt
heard the shop owner ask, knowing full well that her Master was going to make
her show the owner why she hadn't done a proper greeting. wetcunt's face burned
as her Master did just that, "slut, show My friend that I don't have a rude
slut, only a well-used one. Open your mouth and hold out your tongue." Tears ran
down wetcunt's face as she opened her mouth and stuck out her cum covered tongue
to show the salon owner that she wasn't trying to be rude. "she's not allowed to
swallow until I give her permission. cunt, so My friend doesn't think I have
trained a rude or disobedient slut, look directly in her eyes and swallow your
Master's cum, then properly greet My old friend." wetcunt lifted her face to
look directly into the salon owner's eyes and slowly swallowed her Master's cum.
Then wetcunt softly said, "Greetings Ms Linda Ma'am. Please forgive this slut's
early silence."
Without a word or even a nod of reply, the salon owner turned to her Master and
said, "It looks like Your slut is looking a little worse for wear, Sir Michael.
What is all over its hair?" "Tell Her, slut," wetcunt's Master ordered. wetcunt
stammered her reply, "MMMMaster's cum, Ms Linda Ma'am." wetcunt had never felt
more humiliated, as the salon owner chuckled softly, "Well, when a slut's mouth
is busy, a Master's cock has to be cleaned somewhere. Do You want Me to take
care of that, Sir Michael?" "Yes, I actually have a couple of things that I want
done to My slut. First, of course, wash and style its hair. Next, I want it to
get a full facial and fix its make-up. And I want one more thing done if it can
be. slut, lift your skirt and let Ms Linda look at your cunt." wetcunt slowly
lifted her skirt, the shame and humiliation of showing her dripping wetcunt to
another woman somehow greater than revealing it to a man. "What do You think of
My slut's cunt, Ms Linda," wetcunt's Master asked as He watched wetcunt's face
turning a bright red color. "It is very lovely, Sir Michael. I envy You Your
slut." "Thank You, Ms Linda. it is becoming a very well trained slut. But what I
really wanted to know is can it be waxed with its cunt hair so short?" wetcunt
shook as Ms Linda reached out and started to slowly stroke her fingers over
wetcunt's dripping cunt. "I think You will have more problem with the constant
dripping and not the length of the hair. Yes I can wax it," Ms Linda replied.
"Very good, then those are the three things that I want done to My slut."
"Lead her into the back to the sinks Sir Michael and have her strip while I go
get the waxing cart." wetcunt slowly walked back still holding her skirt up,
knowing she had not received permission to put it down, knowing that in a moment
she would be naked anyway so it would soon be more than just her cunt exposed.
"Very good, cunt. It seems you have learned your lesson about presuming. Now you
heard Ms Linda, strip down to just your collar and the shithole plug." wetcunt
slowly unbuttoned her leather skirt and slid it down her hips, carefully folding
it and placing it on a near by chair. Then unbuttoning her blouse, she placed
that on the chair as well. Finally removing her heels and thigh highs, wetcunt
places those on the chair as well. As wetcunt was placing the last items on the
chair, Ms Linda walked in pushing a cart. "Have her put her shoes back on Sir
Michael, stray hairs can be worse that slivers and those slut heels won't get in
the way of the waxing the way that slut hose would have." "Do what Ms Linda
tells you to do slut," wetcunt's Master directed as He sat down in a chair
opposite the sink. wetcunt stepped back into her shoes as her Master directed
her to, feeling more naked, more the slut with them on then with them off.
"Sit down in the chair by the sink slut and spread your legs over each arm. I
need that cunt spread good and wide for the waxing." As wetcunt sat and lifted
each leg over the arm of the chair, she could feel her cunt dripping furiously
to be so exposed, so naked in front of her Master and His friend. "Knew keeping
that cunt dry would be the hardest part," Ms Linda laughingly said as she wiped
wetcunt's cunt dry with a towel. "Maybe I should have you sit on this towel to
catch all that cunt juice? Slide forward slut and raise your ass," Ms Linda
directed. As wetcunt slid forward, Ms Linda placed the towel under her ass.
"There that should serve as a good cunt juice catcher. I can see why You have
called this slut wetcunt Sir Michael. it is aptly named." With that, Ms Linda
lowered the back of the chair and placed a warm cloth over wetcunt's wide spread
cunt preparing it for the waxing. As Ms Linda talked with Sir Michael, she
started to cover wetcunt's face with a mud mask. Then she moved down and raised
the lower half of the chair, lifting wetcunt's spread legs and exposed cunt
higher, causing wetcunt to feel further exposed and open. Removing the warm
cloth, Ms Linda stirred the hot wax and spread some over the left side of
wetcunt's cunt lips, quickly covering it with a cloth. "This may sting a bit,
but you are to stay still, slut," Ms Linda said as she sharply pulled the cloth
back and off. wetcunt dug her fingers into the arm of the chair to keep from
moving. Next wetcunt felt Ms Linda spread wax on the right side of her widely
spread cunt and then cover it with a different cloth. "Hold still," Ms Linda
commanded as she pulled back once more. Ms Linda once more slowly rubbed
wetcunt's bare cunt feeling for any hairs, causing wetcunt to groan as Ms Linda
would brush wetcunt's clit with each stroke. wetcunt wanted desperately to beg
to slop, to beg for Ms Linda to continue to stroke her clit. The thoughts of how
she wanted to beg, confused wetcunt as she considered herself completely
straight.
"I think Your slut is having a hard time staying still Sir Michael. it keeps
wanting to hump My hand," Ms Linda said chuckling. "Be Still Slut," wetcunt's
Master barked. "I know that you are a greedy slut, but I just let you slop a
little bit ago. Do W/we need another lesson on control slut?" "Nnnno Master,"
wetcunt stuttered as she fought to hold still under Ms Linda's continual
stroking and teasing. "Guess that cunt is as clean as I'm going to be able to
make it. To keep it that way, she should have it waxed every few weeks." "W/we
will make an appointment for My slut to do that before W/we leave Ms Linda.
Thank you for that suggestion." Ms Linda moved back toward the head of the
chair, leaving wetcunt's legs widely spread and raised and started to gently
remove the dried mud from wetcunt's face. "Guess that should get all that dried
cum off your face, slut. W/we will have to do something about that after Ms
Linda is finished with you," wetcunt's Master remarked. As Ms Linda started to
wash wetcunt's hair, wetcunt's Master continued, "I want that waterproof make-up
You have Ms Linda, really heavy slut style. Also I want My slut's nipples and
cunt rouged as well. Also when You're done with My slut's make-up and hair, can
You look at its back and see if those markings are too apparent. I'm taking My
slut out later and I don't want to be embarrassed by its markings." Ms Linda
replied, "I'll look at them after I sit her up to style her hair. I think that
cunt should be dry enough now to put the first coat of rouge on it."
wetcunt then felt Ms Linda pull her cunt lips apart and painting her cunt from
top to bottom with what she knew must be rouge. After about a minute, wetcunt
felt Ms Linda's breath blowing across her cunt, and she struggled to hold still,
knowing that if she moved it would displease her Master. wetcunt moaned loudly
as Ms Linda continued to blow her rouged-cunt dry. "Is that dark enough, or do
You want another coat or two, Sir Michael?" Ms Linda asked. "Darker, I think. I
want My slut's cunt as beet red as its face gets." wetcunt bit her lips, drove
her fingernails into the palms of her hands as she strained not to move through
3 more coatings of rouge and the subsequent drying. "I think that looks good.
What do You think Sir Michael?" wetcunt saw her Master walk over and closely
examine her rouged cunt, spreading her cunt lips with His fingers, causing
wetcunt to groan louder fighting her urge to hump. "YES, I think that will do
nicely. Finish the slut's hair and make-up please Ms Linda. Same level of rouge
on its nipples."
Ms Linda quickly went to work, first bending wetcunt over after putting the back
of the seat up and scrubbing wetcunt's back clean with fingernail polish
remover, then turning wetcunt so that she couldn't see the mirror, Ms Linda
started styling wetcunt's hair and applying her make-up. Ms Linda repeated the
process of applying the rouge to wetcunt's nipples and then blowing them dry,
chuckling as they grew harder and longer with each coating of rouge. Finally Ms
Linda stepped back and looked wetcunt over. "All finished Sir Michael. Your slut
now looks just like a complete and total fuckpig should." "Actually will have to
differ with You there Ms Linda, there is one thing missing. it is no longer
covered with cum. W/we will have to fix that right now. Please lower the back of
the chair again Ms Linda. As soon as that chair is lowered cunt, I want you to
show Ms Linda what a huge cum slut you are by making yourself slop as quickly as
possible. In fact, you have a time limit. If you can't make yourself slop in 5
minutes, you won't get to again for a long while. you will after those 5 minutes
take all that cunt snot and wipe it all over your slut face and tits, watching
Ms Linda as you do and thanking Her for using waterproof make-up so that you can
be covered with cum like you crave without ruining your slut make-up. As a
matter of fact, continue playing with that clit for the full 5 minutes, slopping
as many times as you can slut, showing Ms Linda how much of a slut Master has."
As soon as the chair was lowered, wetcunt's fingers dove to her clit, rubbing,
pulling, pinching, slopping in just over a minute. wetcunt continued to play
with her clit, slopping twice more before her Master said "Stop." wetcunt then
turned her eyes toward Ms Linda, and as she thanked Ms Linda for using cunt
juice proof make-up, wetcunt smeared cunt juice all over her face and milkbags
until they were dripping wet. "Raise the chair up please Ms Linda and let My
slut get a good look at herself." As wetcunt was spun around, she gasped in
shock at how she looked. her tits, her cunt stood out so that clearly from the
rouging, her hair was teased high, her make-up screamed slut. her face burned as
she looked into the mirror, but her cunt also dripped. "How long will the rouge
last Ms Linda?" wetcunt's Master asked. "Well, with the number of coats that I
applied, it will be three weeks before it fades entirely." "Ah, just in time for
wetcunt's next appointment. I want the same treatment, cunt lips waxed and
rouged, nipples rouged, facial, etc. each time wetcunt comes which will be every
three weeks until I say otherwise. Do you understand cunt?" "yes Master,"
wetcunt replied. "Now Thank Ms Linda for her time and effort and get dressed.
W/we have other stops to make." As wetcunt stepped out of the chair, she turned,
bowed her head and thanked Ms Linda. Then as she moved to put on her slut
clothes, she heard Ms Linda ask, "You're having her wear those filthy clothes
Sir Michael?" As wetcunt heard her Master chuckle, "Yes Ms Linda, for a little
while, for a little while." she gulped wondering what else her Master had
planned for her.
