Joan stood there in the tub dripping wet before Don as he inspected her, every part of her and remembered how she had always cherished her privacy in her bath.

She had never let anyone, ever, see this much of her privates or her body orifices before.

She was . humili . ashame.

No she was turned on like the slut he kept calling her. and she was standing there reveling in it. She stood there and tried to reach around to hug him as he fingered her neither hole, looking at its twitching reaction.

He reared back away from her touch. and told her, again, with his hand raised to strike.

"Slut you all wet. When will you ever learn not to fuck up my leathers. Now you behave. just get over there. Sit down on the toilette and dry that ugly mop of yours. We will have to dye that some time. Maybe a tasteful shade of violet or maybe green , something that show's off the merchandise. but we got no time now. So dry it and get ready to travel."

She sat on the seat and dried her wet hair.

She was still a chained, denuded sex slave . and .

SHE LOVED IT!

She felt sooo horny but his rejection had quieted her somewhat. When her hand went to her crotch, he quickly slapped then away.

"Not now Slut. I told you we got places to go." He admonished.

She was mortified. Her body though not her's had betrayed her again. She felt soo slutty.

When she was reasonably dry she turned to find him with his right hand outstretched and the web of black straps dangling from it.

He unlocked her chain and ordered.

"I like the effect of this on you. Put it back on. TIGHT."

She took the tangle of black straps in her hands and tried to make some sense of them.

She remembered her experience of last night bedecked in them and shuttered.

"Come on you lazy bitch get 'dressed'. I told you we got places to go." he ordered impatiently.

Finally she figured it out somewhat.She put her legs through the large holes in the web and pulled the collection up to her waist.

She found the buckle and closed it around her middle. The buckle was tight. It compressing her normally flat stomach somewhat, causing her chest to rise and her tits to stick out further.

As it was 6 inches high, it covered her waist and seemed to form a framed her smooth white skinned sex lips. She pulled the web further up and slid her arms through the appropriate openings. These straps went around and framed her tits. They covered nothing but caused her long pink tit tips to stick out further than ever before.

This done she felt a new strap had been added since last night. It was thin and hanging down from the waist strap. It was anchored in the back, and it just naturally slipped into her ass crack.

"Now cinch the neck collar tight. It will keep you looking straight ahead." he ordered.

She cinched it tight and now she would have to choke herself to look down at her own tits.

"Here fit these to the crotch strap and we will have you all descent and dressed for traveling." he said handing her two smooth fat dildos.

She looked horrified at them when she realized he wanted her to plug her own holes for him.

went through her mind.

She turned to him red faced and he ordered,

"Hurry up bitch. times' a wasting, or do I have to use Mr. whip on these tits. They are going to be sore soon but you want to make um doubly so. You just raise a fuss." His hand went down to the ruler pocket of his leather pants, where he had Mr. whip. She quickly doubled over, and choking in the process grabbing for the damn crotch strap.

She fitted the hollow ends of the dildos into now slack strap. They were both the same size so she knew he wanted her really plugged up. Gingerly she squatted and fitted the dummies into her dripping holes. The smooth white plastic dummies were large and the fit was difficult and very tight.

Choking and struggling she finally managed to feed the strap through her pussy lips, careful to insure that delicate tissue did not become trapped and pinched when she buckled it up. She did it, choking through out the kinky task. When she was finally 'done', and they were inside her, she tried to straightened up slowly. Her insides felt terrible stuffed and she felt better bent over.

"What a slutty whore you are, and you a lawyer too. You can see them things sticking out. Well if that is how you want them." he said. "Now just like last night put the pretty paws into the hand holders and I'll buckle them in. We don't want them to get you in trouble playing with MY TOYS. Ideal hands you know."

She saw no alternative. She let him capture her hands to the gloves sewed on the waist strap.

she decided.

She tried to walk but the filling dummies caused her to waddle as they seemed to pulsate with each step she tried to take. She was going to give herself a cum just walking down the street.

she hoped, to her self. Her only comfortable position was still bent over and bowl legged.

He looked over his possession.

He twisted the tits to insure that they stuck out and presented themselves to their best. He pinched the nipples. and ran a hand over and spread neither lips. This cause a shiver in her whole frame. She resisted the urge to rub up against him.



"This just ain't right. I can not take you out with these sticking out like this. Here let me fix it." he said as he unbuckled the tight crotch strap.

She exhaled as the pressure was relieved. He was going to release her holes. She hopped!

He gave an upward yank that lifter her off the floor by the thin crotch strap. The dildos were forced into her vitals to their full depth. She could not even gasp, as her organs scooted around to make room for the unyielding dummies. He got a new grip and yanked it upward again, insuring that their was now no slack. The strap now resided all along her perineum. Then he secured the buckle. As the strap was already in her grove he did not catch a pussy lip. If he had it would be cut off now. As it was her love button was pressed against her pubic bone and she stimulated it just breathing let alone walking.

"There now we got no hangey down dildos in my whore. She'll be all stuffed and covered." he explained to Joan.

She could only gasp and try to hobble bowl legged to relieve the stuffed feeling. In her motion she sought to shift the dongs dummies to a more comfortable place inside her body. She knew he would not, and she could not, remove them till it pleased him so she had to waddle and bear it.

He came back with a leash and a silk cape.

She breathed a sigh of relief.



Then he secured the leash to her collar and said,

"ME Ladies Traveling Unsom is complete. Let's get the show on the road."

A lifting motion and a yank assured her that she had to straighten up and follow her Lord and Master. The dummies shifter through many positions as she completed the maneuver. Then finally she found herself rapidly stepping with a tip toe gate like a ballerina dancer to keep up with his pace and the quell the motion of the things inside her privates somewhat.



Standing at the elevator door she saw Erin, her next door neighbor emerge from the car. She was coming back from walking her dog, Brutus. She tried to step side ways into the car quickly without being recognized but Brutus stopped her. He stuck his canine nose under the cape and tried to nuzzle the soaked nylon strap encase part that was her sex. She tried to turn but she heard,

"I'm sorry, but his nose is soo sensitive and he sticks it.Oh Joan it's you. I almost didn't recognize you. That is some outfit. You going to a costume party or something."

"Yea we are going to a decorating party." Don's deep voice caused Erin to turn her head to the powerful male speaker. "I like your dog. He is a nice little puppy. We'd like to have you and he over some time soon but we got this decorating party just now so you will have to excuse us now."

"Oh yes.yes that would be nice, I'm.Erin.I live in." Erin started as the door was closing.

"Number #24.I know. You will be hearing from us .SOON." Don called through the now closed slit.

"Slut that crotch of yours is dick hardening to man and beast ain't it? You go for dogs too? Don't ya? " He asked her. As he ran his right hand under the cape and gently scratched her neither lips.

She was too dumbfounded to even answer a question like that? She starred horrified at him.



"That be a sight to see. You with that big black dobbie of Erin's strapped on ya . right in the saddle. I bet old Erin would be really pissed . hornier than a goat but pissed she didn't think of it first. You and she lezzies or something?" He inquired idly.

"I never. I mean she and I are good frien. we have had coffee together but . we nev." She stammered as she was shuffled across the concrete basement floor by the leash.

He stopped and opened the car door.

The door to, HER CAR! He had lead her to her own car. He had her keys. He force her down into the leather bucket seat. He set her down flat on the leather seat. The dongs deep inside her require her to sit kind of funny, but he would not let her.

He forced her up straight and her innards shifted. Then he buckled her in tight.

"All nice and safe." he said and then looking down he observed, "I don't know! you're such a slut. Your causing a wet spot on the seat and you got your head lights on . high. It seems you are one over sexed bitch. I'm glad it's your ride.Well we'll put that to good use. SOON!"

She felt the wetting of her seat. Her new car with the leather seats. Dirtied up by a slutty pussy. and it was her own slutty pussy. And she could not stop! It was his fault. Damn HIM!

He started the car after adjusting the seat to his large frame and drove out into the building traffic. She was lost in her passion and thoughts. Here she was almost in public. Outfitted like a kinky whore. Her, a member of the Bar. Why did she drip soo much when she thought of HIM, and her experiences last night. Here it was a bright sunny day and she was.

Don reached under the cape and palmed her left tit. He tweaked the nipple and said,

"This little sucker will spout a whole new look soon. Why your own mother won't even recognize it then. You. you kinky whore. You'll love it. WON'T YOU BITCH?" he demanded, pulling the stiff tit tip with his pinching grip.

She acquiesced. She was soo embarrassed she could only nodded vigorously. At the next light he leaned over, slapped her . hard. and demanded,

"I can not hear a bitch rattle. I told you you will answer me and answer me politely. Now. YOU WILL LOVE TO HAVE YOUR TITS SPROUTING BIG RINGS TODAY WON'T YOU BITCH."

The firm grip on her jaw forcing her to look in his eyes was going to leave dents in her teeth she was sure. She puckered up further and said,

"Yes Don I want rings in my tits. Anything you say! I'll do it."

"Now you got me worried. Maybe you don't want um ringed." He said twisting the sensitive nipple.

"OH Please Please. Don I want my titties ringed. Please." she begged

"Well if your sure," he said withdrawing his hand.

He smiled and on the green light, proceeded to the down town area.