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Anniversary 1 Heading out by morpheuskibbe

Anniversary 1 Heading out

morpheuskibbe

Art by: mononi
Heading out


Claire moaned as she felt her husband’s hands all over her body.  She moaned in his big strong arms, more than willing to fully give herself to him.  She loved him more than anything and for their anniversary she would be his toy, his pet, his to play with and use as he wished.


She heard a noise behind her and knew what was coming.  Their toys were so well used at this point that she could recognize the rope box just by the sound of it being opened. Even before the first one touched her fur her nipples had become hard as rocks with her excitement, and a growing moisture began to drip down her legs.  Her excitement only rose to new heights when they finally did start to bite into her flesh.  Ropes zig sagging across each other as her nude body was harnessed up tight.  Breasts constricted with numerous coils tightening around them and making them seem even perkier than normal and further restraints on her legs made it so walking was limited to slow small steps.  Then her husband held a dildo up to her face.


“Suck” He ordered simply.


She wasn’t sure exactly what he was getting at, but she was his, so she obeyed and began to slobber over the thing. Slurping and bobbing on the toy until it was soaking wet.


“Good girl” Her husband / master said, pulling the girth from her lips and sliding it down her front to her crotch.  She murred in anticipation knowing what would come and lifted her hood preemptively to give him access.


“Ahhhhh” She gasped out a long horny sigh as the toy was pushed up into her, her slobber all over it mixed with her very wet pussy juices had it slide in easily despite the size.   Inch by inch it went in and octave by octave her moans intensified until she could swear the thing was ramming against her womb.
“Such a good pet” Marcus said, fixing the dildo in place with more ropes, “How to hear some music.”


Claire cried out in shock and pleasure as a switch was flipped and the log of a dildo currently in her started to buzz hard and squirm around inside her with its mechanical motors moving it about.  Her tongue lolled out and her eyes rolled back soaking in the pleasure of it.  Her moans got even louder as clamps were placed on her nipples, spiking them with a jolt of pain and squeezing some milk from them, then suddenly she was silenced.


She hadn’t been expecting a ball gag, much less one so large, but there it was. Popping into her open mouth and shutting her up. Her husband locking that in place as well till she was muted.  Of course, it did nothing to deaden the vibrations and Claire knew she would be cumming any second now.  Then her husband did something she did not expect.


He started to put a dress ON her.


“mmfmmnlll” She questioned through the gag, but got no response s the surprisingly long and modest dress was slid over her bound body.  She ended up looking a bit like a Christian stereotype, but it did fully cover all the bondage she wore underneath it, save the gag.  The gag though was soon covered as well by a cloth mask wrapped around her muzzle, a sight not uncommon in this day and age.


“Time for a walk my love” Marcus said, eliciting a mewled complaint from Claire as he opened the door and scooted her out.  She could only take small ginger steps with her upper legs bound together, but she did her best to scoot along as her husband nudged her forward.


It was only about ten steps when she had her first orgasm.


Marcus grabbed her harness through the dress to stop her from falling as she moaned loud, and liquid started dripping out the bottom of her dress onto her feet.  The vibrating dildo was still going strong tormenting her to no end.


“May want to control that” Marcus chided with a smirk, “Or everyone will know.”


Claire’s eyes widened, and she straitened, getting ahold of herself.  She wouldn’t be able to keep it up for too long though, as her husband seemed happy to take her into town. 


First step was the bus stop.  Claire shuddered and desperately tried to hold still but her legs shook form the vibrations.  Her legs and feet just kept getting wetter, and if it weren’t for her long dress, she was certain everyone would see.


She practically fell over getting onto the buss and needed some help as a second orgasm wracked her body.  She bit down on the gag to control her moans and leaned on one of the poles.


“You look good on a pole” Marcus said drawing a glare from her.  Oh, she was totally going to get him back for this when it was her turn to be the dominant one.


Oh, who was she kidding, she loved submitting to this man.


After having already came twice she was getting better at resisting the vibrations and they made it all the way to the park without another incident.  It was actually a nice day, and despite moving very slowly given how short her steps were limited too she did enjoy the pleasant breeze on the air and the sounds of birds chirping.  The mask stifled her ability to smell the roses so to speak, but given how much she reeked of girl cum at this point it made little difference.  All the fur along the insides of her legs was soaked and sometimes her feet even made a wet, splat noise with her steps with how much she had soaked them with her constant forced arousal.  At least the dirt of the hiking trail her husband directed her too absorbed some of it.  She was also getting better at walking in the bindings and wasn’t leaning on him any longer.  She had even gotten used to the arousal and in holding back her orgasm to the point that she had almost stopped thinking about it.


Until she came, and came HARD.


She had gotten too complacent in controlling herself she had mostly handled the arousal, or so she had thought.  Then a more vigorous step made the toy move inside her and she lost all control. Through a sudden haze of pleasure, she stumbled moaning like a bitch in heat that she might as well have been.   To make it even worse, this time her husband was a bit too slow to catch her and she ended up on her as son the trail.  Her juices rapidly mixing with the dirt and coating the backside of her dress in mud and girlcum.


“Ahh crap” Marcus said lifting her back up. “You, ok?”


After she nodded that she was fine he looked her over more closely.


“Well, that dress is ruined till we clean it.  You even milked all over the top” He gently groped her tits though the dress where sure enough she had been dribbling milk.  Then that knowing grin returned, “Looks like we’ll have to take it off.


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