Chapter 3

After a three hour trip, I arrived back at my apartment, my sanctuary I had once thought. I closed the door behind me and walked into my bedroom and emptied the contents of my bags onto the bed. I placed each item separate from the next and surveyed the items which I had brought, costing almost £200. I didn't like what I saw or where I had been.

I visited a store which was in a notorious area where I never ventured. I never went there as the number of disgusting old homeless men was overwhelming and I had to suffer the disgusting chauvinist chants of the filthy tramps.

It was a 'sex shop' to put it plainly, but to put it plainly as a 'sex shop' would be wrong as it was a little more than that. I went in and was greeted by an array of uniforms, dildos, vibrators, whips... almost every sexual item one can think of, it made my skin crawl.

I showed the person in the store the items on the list, well I say 'store person' but yet again, she looked anything but. She looked like a slut. She had a tight pink plastic boob tube which hardly covered her enormous breasts and a tight micro-mini skirt on. She was very helpful none the less.

I brought the items and was now surveying them. They consisted of 2 pairs of handcuffs, a ball gag, a whip, knee high shiny leather boots, a few pairs of fishnet stockings, a few Basques, a few micro-mini leather skirts, a short black tight latex dress, a few slutty tops and finally a big black rubber dildo. The clothes and lingerie to be honest didn't really scare me, but the whip and the dildo did. The woman in the store couldn't believe the size of the one I had to choose. It was at least 12" long and very thick in diameter, I hated the sight of the vile thing.

I placed all the items back in the bag and hid them under the bed, hoping Stephen would never find the humiliation which I have to suffer.

The next day, I was awake early, before Stephen. I was restless, I couldn't sleep knowing what lied under my bed, what I knew I would have to suffer.

Time passed slowly, when Stephen had left for work it was still only 8am. I had no idea as to what debauchery I would be suffering in 3 and a half hours. As with yesterday the time dragged.

I couldn't get comfortable, the whole morning I was watching the clock, until the clock read 11.30. I couldn't believe it that he arrived exactly on time.

When I let him in I sighed relief that he was on his own.

"Did you get what I asked for?"

"Yes."

I walked into the bedroom and pulled out the bag from under the bed and poured the contents onto the bed. His eyes widened with glee at the sight of what I had to get him.

He rummaged through the items and he picked up the short latex dress. He threw it at me and told me to put it on.

"Can I at least have some privacy?" I asked.

I barely finished my sentence when I felt a stinging blow to my face, just like yesterday.

He grinned and said, "I don't think so."

I stripped down to my bra and undies when he told me to remove those also. I didn't want to suffer another slap, so I did so. His eyes almost dropped out his head. It made my skin crawl as he stared at my body, my breasts and my shaved pussy.

I eventually managed to squeeze into the latex dress. It was extremely tight and I felt as though I was being suffocated. I pulled at the bottom of the dress to make sure it was 'presentable'.

"Look at yourself in the mirror, you slut." he ordered.

I had tried the clothes on in the store but didn't pay much attention to how I looked as I knew I looked like a whore.

I turned to face the mirror and my thoughts were confirmed, I looked like a whore. My big breasts were straining against the rubber and it looked as though they would burst free. The shortness of it had my ass cheeks slightly peeking out. I hated how I looked, but my pussy didn't. I could yet again feel myself getting damp between my thighs, it liked the look of me as a whore and was letting me know it. I glanced at Mr.Allen and saw the tiny tent in his trousers.

My pussy was ordering me to unleash his smelly little cock. It was craving for me to take him in my mouth and suck his dick hard and be enveloped in his stinking aroma. I couldn't believe how my pussy was acting. Yesterdays humiliation seemed to of awoken my dormant pussy and I hated it. I wanted to rip it out for wanting to purposely betray Stephen.

He had me put on the knee high boots as well and I looked the complete slut.

"We're going out, now." he ordered.

Out! I couldn't go out like this, I knew I risked another slap but I didn't care, I couldn't, people would see me.

"But, I cant go out like this, I'll be seen."

He turned and smiled. "Helen, you do have that long coat over there, do you think I'm stupid?"

I looked at the floor, waiting for the slap to come. But it didn't.

"Besides", he continued, "you don't think that you're the only stupid slut behind on your rent in this apartment block do you?"

I'm not the only one? Oh my God I couldn't believe that another poor woman was having to go through the same ordeal.

I grabbed my coat and followed him down the stairs. I was scared as to where we was going, I had absolutely no idea. He stunk of sweat as I followed, it made me feel nauseous.

We got into his nice flash BMW and left the car park. It too smelt of sweat.

As we drove it started to drizzle, little specs of raindrops landed on the windscreen. The weather was dowdy and wet, as my pussy was quickly becoming. The anticipation of what was to come was becoming difficult to control, I hated this man, I hated what he was forcing me to do, I just wanted to be with my husband.

I began to realise that we were on the wrong side of town. The streets were crawling with druggies, hookers and tramps. I started to become scared, I hated this place. We drove past the sex store I had visited yesterday. I looked at Mr.Allen and he kept his gaze on the road.

We turned into an empty street, with litter laying everywhere. The boom of thunder made me jump, I was scared. There was a few big old run down warehouses on this road. The signs on the side of the warehouses were faded and the windows smashed. They looked completely derelict.

The car turned into one of these warehouse car parks. Mr.Allen stopped the car and turned off the ignition.

"Get out."

I slowly opened the door and got out. My latex dress had slightly risen so I corrected it.

"Take off the coat and give it here."

I did so and never felt so vulnerable in my life. I was stood in a short latex dress with knee high boots on the wrong side of town, I was scared.

"Now this is what you are going to do..." he began, "... you will walk into that warehouse, do not worry you will be fine."

I looked over to the derelict warehouse and asked what is in there.

"In there are a few... friends of mine. They know of your arrival and you will assist them in whatever sexual gratification that they require." His cold smile made me almost burst into tears, I had never been so scared in my life.

"Like I said, don't worry, I will be close, I promise." he hardly inspired me with confidence.