June 1, 2009, At Lachandra's shop

Blog 09 06 01 To Lachandra’s

Today I kept a commitment to a friend of Katrina’s, Lachandra. She runs a small dress shop and had fashioned some custom made slut attire for me which I went to pick up today. Part of the bargain was I was expected to clean her shop. I left shortly after 10:00 dressed as Katrina told … a bikini, slut heels, and a plug in my ass plus my purse and vibe. As soon as I backed out of the garage, I started shaking at the sight of my nearly nude body in the sunlight. Wearing a bikini and driving a car seemed out of place. I sat there for a moment feeling extremely foolish. It took me a minute or so to calm down. I took the back roads through the country and when it seemed safe, I slid my bikini panel to one side and tried to work the vibe in me. It’s only about 15 minutes from my house to her place and I knew cumming would have to be efficient. Finally I got it in me and turned it on, then slid the bikini panel over it. My mind would not stop thinking about what was in store for me the next few days since I’d erred again in my judgment regarding Jody’s attention.

Mentally I was torn between the sensations, what a slut I was being and the fear of being seen driving like this. Oncoming cars passed, a couple behind me passed me. I tried as best I could to shield my nearly naked body from them. I was nervous and kept thinking, teenagers do this, and grown women don’t. It took forever to build up. I was back into a populated area, stop lights etc before I got close. At a stoplight about three blocks from her store, I got my mind in the right dimension and had a cumm. I knew if Lachandra checked me there’d be no doubt.

I pulled into the alley leading to the small parking area behind her shop. She came out and gave me the most unbelievable look. She told me to stand beside my car while she checked for unauthorized clothes. Then she ran her hand over my ass and checked that I’d worn the plug, checked my vibe and nodded. We walked in the back door of her shop; she locked it behind us and told me to get rid of the bikini, keep the heels on. She swiped her hand through my pussy and snickered that I follow instructions well. It was just the two of us because her shop is normally closed on Mondays and today’s cleaning had to be done on a day when she wasn’t expecting customers.

She handed me the clothes she made for me and one by one I tried them on, amazed at how slutty I looked in the mini’s, the low cut tops and halter top dress. The gauzy cotton button up dress didn’t hide much either. While I tried things on she called Katrina, letting her know I was there. I paid her the rest of what I owed her save for the 2-3 hours of maid work I was to perform this morning. I watched as she wrapped everything she’d made for me in a large bag and then put that bag inside a large plastic bag and wound tape around it. I knew I’d never be able to get it open in the car.

She undressed completely and sat on a work stool. I knelt, began playing with her tits, sucking them until she pushed my head lower. I went for her hairy pussy as she spread her legs. She took her time and I sensed she was savoring every swipe of my tongue. She didn’t say much, moaned, directed me where to lick until she released an orgasm which I sucked. When she’d regain composure, she turned and lay with her tummy on the stool and offered me her ass. I separated her cheeks and began licking and kissing her asshole, feeling totally like a slut on a service call. My bladder was aching to be relieved but she told me to keep sucking and when she’d had another cumm, she’d let me pee. I probed her ass with my tongue, rubbed her clit until she came again.

We went to the lavatory and I squatted over the drain in the floor. She told me to piss, hold my hands in the stream and rub it over myself as I pissed. I felt totally foolish but I did. She said I was the worst whore she’d ever known and didn’t have enough upbringings not to play in my own piss. That got all over me and I wiped my warm piss over my tits face and tummy until I was finished. She had me sit on the commode, take off my heels and spread my legs. She thrust her hips forward and started pissing on me, telling me to use my hands and rub her piss all over my body including my hair. Once she stopped her stream and told me to get off the commode and kneel with my back to her. She started pissing again hitting the back of my hair, my back and butt; again I wiped her piss until I was absolutely covered. She laughed and said that’s what Katrina told her to do.

She left me there and went somewhere in the shop until the piss had dried on me. When she returned she’d dressed and told me its time to get busy cleaning. She’d tacked some material over the front windows of her shop so people on the sidewalk and street couldn’t see in. She handed me a broom, rags and cleaning stuff and told me to start at the front of the shop, do her customer area then work my way back to the back work room. Mopping the floors and cleaning the lavatory would be last. I worked bare naked, barefoot and plugged and smelling like piss which didn’t seem to bother her. She did book keeping stuff while I cleaned and drank diet Pepsi. At one point she left the shop to go to the bank. That was a strange feeling being naked, piss covered and alone in her shop. She came back in about 30 minutes and directed me to the lavatory again. She stripped and pushed me to my knees and pissed all over me again, directing me to catch it in my hands and slash and rub it all over me. She dressed and got a pair of sewing clamps and clamped my nipples, telling me this should make things more interesting. She attached some decorative weights to each and told me to get busy again. Every movement made the weights sway and aggravated my nipples to no end.

I kept cleaning her work area while she did something in the front. She came back later and let me remove the clamps and also the butt plug. By then I’d done everything except mopping and I began that. The last thing we did was go back to the lavatory. I sat on the commode and ate her pussy again. She dribbled as much piss on me as she could then had me pinch my nipples and masturbate while sitting on the toilet. She had me piss into a large cup, dump it over my head and rub piss over my body for the third time. She didn’t miss a trick.

After I mopped up the lavatory floor she told me to put the plug back in my ass and put my heels back on.

She handed me the bikini top. When I put the bikini top back on I was stunned. She’d cut about a penny sized hole out of each cup of the bikini where my nipples were and when I fastened my top behind me my nipples poked through the holes. She’d stitched around the holes so they wouldn’t unravel. She pulled my nipples, laughed and said wait until I see the bottoms. When I did I freaked. She’d cut a 4 inch slit in the material right over my cunt. She laughed and said I could play with myself all the time or whoever was with me had access to my cunt and I’d still technically have a bikini on. She had me sit then stand. When I stand the slit is less evident but when I sit, it pouches open. Gawd.

She told me I could go but on my way out, carry the trash to the dumpster at the back of her building. As I went out that door carrying the trash I felt about naked! A guy came out of a building across the ally and just stared at me. He yelled at me … hey babe, nice ass babe, want to suck a cock and whistled. That freaked me. She carried my wrapped up clothes to my car and put them in the back. She tossed my purse in the front seat handed me the keys and vibe and said it’s my choice, I could frig off or use the vibe on the way home but she was sure Katrina would want me to use one or the other.

I thanked her. The guy was still staring at me like he’d found a pot of gold. Lachandra laughed and told me good bye. I got in my car and left. At one stop light a car was beside me in the right turn lane and he stared. Whether or not he could see my nipples was debatable but I was glad to get past that and found my way back to the back roads. As soon as more open areas, I started frigging. I couldn’t believe myself. I’d look down and see my hard nipples poking through the holes and the inner edges of my labia totally exposed to the daylight. I went nuts; I came in about 2 minutes. I smelled like piss and sex. Even after I came I kept dragging my fingers across my exposed nipples and cunt.

I got home around 2:00, brought my clothes in, dashed of a note to you and immediately went to the shower.

I see I have a note indicating you all talked this morning so I suppose the next few days will be rather demanding. I’m sorry for the circumstances but I will do my best. My love..