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MRWADE52.STY BY MASTER WADE Julia's Begging: Part Three More From Julia I realized that there was no point in arguing with Master, and that I also would have to do exactly as he had instructed me to do. I was in enough trouble already, I surely didn't need more. By the time I opened the door of the car the little white bikini bottom was soaked with my juice, simply from the anticipation of what I was about to do. Master liked my car and the leather seats and enjoyed making me wet before I sat on them. The leather was much slower to soak up my cunt juice than fabric seats would have been, and it was much slower about releasing the fragrance that accompanied the copious quantities of fuck that oozed from my hole. Once after we had taken an especially long drive together and he had fingered me to numerous orgasms he made me take the car to a mechanic with a complaint about the dashboard coming loose. I think he may have even loosened some of the bolts or something, but he mainly just wanted the mechanic to work inside the car for a while and smell the cunt juice that had been soaked up by the seats. I know he smelled it, I could see his cock hard inside his work pants. I went to the adult book and movie store first. Might as well get the worst part over first, I figured. In a way it wasn't quite as bad as I had thought it might be. It was Monday morning afterall, and the store wasn't exactly running over with people. Master had told me to get a movie which he said was actually made mostly for homosexual men, but that I would enjoyl. He said it was mostly men showing off their dicks and that there wasn't any homsexual activity in it per se. He also had me get a tape that showed women making it with each other and a tape about a blonde that loves black cocks. I'm not blonde, but Karen is. Thats the only part of the tape that doesn't fit me, at least some of the time. When Master has me really wound up there isn't a dick in the world that I don't love. The magazines were along the same theme, and the one with all men in it really did get me going. I thumbed through it, looking at the huge dicks they guys were displaying with understandable pride and found my cunt leaking more and more juice. I had just reached down between them to wipe at a stream of cunt juice that was going down my thigh when I noticed the man at the counter watching me with a big smile. I gathered up the magazines and movies and laid them on the counter. "We use some girls around here on Friday nights, lady", the dark haired man said. "Pays pretty good for the amount of real work you have to do. The guys pay $50 for a hand job and most of the girls make over $500 just doing them. Of course a fox like you could easily make a thousand or more if you like cocks as much as you seem to. Blow jobs get you 75 and for a fuck you get a hundred." I took my change and hurried out of the store without making a reply. It had turned me on to be thought of as a whore by the man at the counter, but at the same time it had been terribly embarrassing. I knew it wasn't only my interest in the magazines that had made him think of me in that way, but that it was also the clothes I was wearing and what he had seen me doing. When I sat back down on the leather seats the juice that had accumulated as the man had talked to me of hand jobs, blow jobs and fucking all ran out and puddled up under my ass. I went to the grocery store next. At least it was air- conditioned. Maybe I would cool off a little in there. As I stood looking at the display of cucumbers I realize how futile it was for me to expect to calm down any. I knew that Master was going to fuck me with whatever I selected, and that knowledge forced me to look at every single one of them as a sexual item. I felt the juice running once more and hurriedly picked up a couple of the largest ones and moved toward the health and beauty aids section. Grabbing up a large jar of vaseline I moved toward the checkout only to bump into a woman turning the corner. The cucumbers and vaseline went flying and she stooped to help me pick them up, apologizing profusely. She was an attractive woman, perhaps a year or two older than I, but very expensively dressed. When she knelt to help me pick up my items her legs spread slightly and I could see under her dress with ease. She wore very expensive silk stockings which were held up by a garter belt. She also, very obviously, wore no panties. As I stared at her bare pussy I was struck by the fact that she had completely shaved it. When I caught myself and looked up into her eyes she was staring at my crotch. A quick glance at myself told me that she saw quite a different view than did I. My bikini bottom was completely soaked with juice to the point that it was a darker color than the surrounding fabric. It had also pulled itself up into me so that only a thin strand of it was visible. My cunt lips and pubic hair were plainly visible to her as she stared at me. I felt frozen in place. I didn't know whether to apologize, or to just get up and leave, or whether to let my gaze move back between her legs once again. She was beautiful, and I would have loved to have just laid her on her back and buried my face in her crotch right there. I think she must have felt the same, because she was also frozen, her eyes glued to my cunt lips. Slowly we both regained some of our composure and stood. "Do you shop here regularly?", she asked. "Whenever my Mas....well, yes, usually I do", I stammered. "From now on I will at least." "Good, I'll be looking for you. I live nearby and have lots of time to myself. I could use some company. Whats your name?" "Julia", I said. "Hope to see you soon." It wasn't much of a response, but it was all I had the strength to muster at the moment. I was really leaking juice now, and I didn't even bother to take time to pull the bikini out of my cunt. I just hurried to the checkout counter and laid the big, thick, cucumbers on the counter with the jar of vaseline. "Good morning!", smiled the young man. He was quite a hunk. I'd noticed him the very first time I'd seen him in the store and had hoped that he would somehow make friends with my Master. At that time he was not an employee of the store, and it had pleased me to see him working there. I told Master about him and he made me finger myself while I fantasized about fucking him. I came really nicely that time and the many other times that I had thought about him since. He stared at my breasts openly to the point that I couldn't resist looking down at them. My nipples, excited by the experience in the book store and with the attractive lady I had bumped into, had grown extremely hard and were poking through the halter top as I had never seen them do before. Before I took my eyes off of them I also realized that not only were the nipples visible but that the dark aureola that surrounded them was also quite easy to see. I felt another rivulet of cunt juice begin to run down the inside of my right thigh. "Hello there!", I said. I said it with a bit too much excitement in my voice, actually. I'm not usually quite that friendly. But this wasn't a "usual" day by any means. "I see you have a little different idea of the perfect breakfast than some of our other morning customers", he said with a leering smile. Embarrassed by his acknoledgement of the unusualness of my purchase I blushed and tried to explain. "Just getting some things that my Mast...that we needed at home real badly. I don't usually go out like this." "Yes, I can see that you do need them", he said with a wide grin. "That will be $4.32. Be sure to come back whenever you need something. Especially when you need it as badly as you need these." Taking my change from him and feeling his finger graze the inside of my hand in a suggestive manner, I blushed once again and turned quickly to walk away. "Miss...wait!...you forgot your cucumbers and your vaseline!", he called out loudly to me. I glanced around and saw the eyes of three other customers on me as I walked back to take the bag from the hunk. "By the way...I sure do like that outfit!", he said as he handed the bag to me. This time I could see the still shiny cunt juice on the dark leather before I sat down. Needless to say there was more there only a short time after sitting down once again. I was relieved to at least have two of the most difficult moments over with, but stopping by to see Karen wasn't going to be all that easy either. Especially not after staring at a shave cunt only moments before. She was home, and of course invited me in. She smiled broadly at my outfit and even more broadly when I told her the purpose for my visit. "Master wants to fuck you really good today, huh sweetie?", she said with a giggle. "I can't blame him, you're one fine piece of ass!" She opened her robe when she said that and stood before me completely nude. Karen was younger than me and looked it, but her experience with sexual things was far greater than mine. She had been a hooker on the east side before Master had found her and had helped to get her a better job. She had repaid him by being one of his sluts. I couldn't count the number of times that I had eaten her pussy, and even now as I stared at her naked body I found myself wanting very much to kneel in front of her and stick my tongue into her slit. No one had to tell her that I wanted to lick her, she knew me too well. And I know she could smell me and could see the juice running down my leg again. She reached out for me and I was prepared to be pushed to my knees, but she merely pulled my face to hers and kissed me deeply on the mouth, her tongue running along mine in that marvelous way she had. I guess she also knew Master very well too, because after she had fucked my mouth with her tongue for several minutes and rubbed her perfect tits against my chest she released me and turned to get the vibrator for me. "Now darlin, I don't remember you ever being fucked with anything this big before. Lemme tell ya, you gotta be careful what you let him do to you with this thing. Your little fuck hole might take the whole thing, but your ass will never take it, its just too damn thick. So if Master tries to bunghole you with it you stop him somehow. Promise to do whatever you have to do, but don't let him fuck you in the ass with it. He fucked me in the ass with it and I had to have sixteen stitches. Worse than that I can only come now when I think about having that big thing up my ass. Now, you hurry on home to papa before he decides to fuck you in the rear with this monster first thing! We'll get together sometime soon and have some fun, I promise." I thanked Karen and took the huge dildo and left. I really hadn't remember it being that big. It was a good 14 inches long and far too big for me to get both hands around at its thickest point. I was more than just excited now, I was really afraid. I didn't know what Master had in mind for me, but he had fucked Karen in the ass with this monster, and I didn't know what he might try to do with me. I found myself beginning to tremble as I glanced over at the monstrous plastic cock laying on the seat beside me. Turning off the engine I gathered up the items Master had sent me to get. What a slut I was to call my employer and miss work so that I could go around town dressed like a whore to get things for a Master to use me with! Still I knew that what really made me a slut was how hungry I had been to be made to do it all and how hungry I was even now to be disciplined even more by my Master. Gawd, I needed it so!!