Marni, A Retrospective Look Back at My Life - Cover

Marni, A Retrospective Look Back at My Life

Copyright© 2023 by Wemb17

Chapter 5

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 5 - My name is Marni and this is the story of my life told retrospectively. I am now 27 years of age and I am a slut, slag, whore, whatever you want to call me, I will not deny it.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Fa/Fa   Teenagers   Coercion   Reluctant   Lesbian   Heterosexual   True Story   Cousins   BDSM   Humiliation   Spanking   Anal Sex   Exhibitionism   Facial   Masturbation   Sex Toys  

The following morning I wasn’t looking forward to going to work and facing Lloyd. How would I manage to keep my temper and not say something to him that I would regret and end up getting sacked.

I walked in to the office, looked at Lloyd who smiled at me, and said “good morning”, it all felt a bit weird. I knew that I had to “clear the air” with him so I asked him for a chat. We decided that the office was not the ideal place for a discussion so we went in to the car park. He offered me a cigarette, I don’t smoke, but for some reason the power that he has over me, I accepted. I had not had a cigarette of any sort for ten years since I stopped smoking weed when I was 17. He apologised for his behaviour the previous evening, mainly leaving me trussed up like a chicken, and he promised to buy me a new bra and some other new underwear. It turned out that I had picked a BDSM freak to be my spanking partner the other evening. How do I manage to pick up guys like this?

He thought that I had seen his profile on a BDSM site and that is why I picked him. I told him that I had never been on any such sites and he was just the lucky guy left in the office. He explained that his ex-wife was in to BDSM, not initially but he converted her, and that he had previously run such a club before it was closed down. What I didn’t tell him is that I was looking for the ultimate humiliation and his overweight figure with a comb over, not so clean appearance and his super creepy personality made it the most humiliating thing that I was looking for.

We agreed to go for lunch to show that there were no hard feelings. I wouldn’t say that the lunch was a great success as he constantly called me a “whore” or “slut” whilst talking about rough sex and I am sure that other people in the restaurant could hear what he was saying. I am sure they must have thought I was a hooker. We did go shopping afterwards when he brought me the new promised underwear.

During the afternoon I started to realize that as humiliating as it was I actually enjoyed what Lloyd was doing to me. He is punishing and degrading me which is what I needed and because I have absolutely no affection for him he is the ideal person. I just needed him to go slow and keep his cock away from my cunt. I explained the situation to him and he said ok. We agreed that the office was starting to get too risky so he suggested a couple of places we could go to. We finally decided upon an open air car park that was usually vacant, and it would be ideal for what we both desired. He had told me at lunchtime that he had a holdall of “goodies ie: sex toys”, but I didn’t want to know what was in there, it may have been too frightening.

He asked me to wear a set of my new underwear for him, and then drive in the underwear only to the car park. I wasn’t sure about this at all, far too risky in my view. Ten minutes before the office closed I went in to the toilets to change in to the underwear. I must say it was very nice, sheer white, with my bush showing through the lace of the knickers. I put my blouse and jeans back on and waited for the office to close. I left as soon as the office closed, struggling to remember when I had left the office at that time before.

The car park was about 10 minutes drive away. I set up my sat nav and began to drive shaking as I did so. I entered the car park, drove up to the 3rd floor where I was let in by a big black guy. I parked up, got out of my car, saw Lloyd leaning on a lamp post smoking a cigarette, then he said to me “stay there, strip down to your underwear, then bring your clothes, car keys and purse”. I was shaking so much I struggled to undo the buttons on my blouse, but finally I managed to do it, took off my jeans then took everything to Lloyd. He put my car keys and purse in his car, then proceeded to throw my blouse and jeans off the car park on to the pavement three storeys below. Fuck, it looked like the maximum I would be driving home in later would be my underwear, that’s if I get to drive home especially as the black bag he had in his hand looked very menacing.

The source of this story is Storiesonline

To read the complete story you need to be logged in:
Log In or
Register for a Free account (Why register?)

Get No-Registration Temporary Access*

* Allows you 3 stories to read in 24 hours.

 

WARNING! ADULT CONTENT...

Storiesonline is for adult entertainment only. By accessing this site you declare that you are of legal age and that you agree with our Terms of Service and Privacy Policy.


Log In