You are dressed up in respectable, smart, but shapely business attire, nice stockings, jacket and skirt, buttoned blouse, heels.
But…
When I see you I will be amazed that your slut self dared to look and behave so properly. Who are you trying to fool? What are these false trappings you are attempting to hide behind?
I will be forced to reveal you for the whore that you are, and make you pay dearly for trying to be “Little Miss Proper”. While I make this clear to you verbally, by firmly berating you, I will also be groping, feeling up your body through your clothes, showing that these coverings may be proper for someone else, but for you they are a poor excuse, a fake façade. Did you really think this costume could hide your lustful, whore body? Make it look respectable to the world?
I will then order you to unbutton your blouse and tease your nipples, so you can begin to recognize there is no way that thin fabric could have covered up your true slut-ness. Your nipples harden as your fingers stimulate them, betraying your attempt to disguise your true nature, all while my unrelenting words paint a picture of what a hot filthy cunt you are. Next, I will make you hike up your skirt to show me your burning, wet pussy, because unlike you, your pussy cannot tell a lie and pretend to be something it isn’t.
Now, this treatment is obviously not enough, and drastic measures must be taken. At this point, you will be overcome by me, blindfolded, clothes ripped off, and tied, restrained. I choose not to reveal all of the details, but I guarantee that it will be long and excruciating. My hands will explore your body, that body that cannot lie. You will find that some of the clothing, that fake exterior that you tried to hide under, will come back to you in a sort of payback, as you find yourself tied and restrained by it.
Now you are totally helpless- vulnerable, fully exposed, on display for my own visual and physical pleasure. There is no remnant of that pretend exterior you tried to hide behind, and I will make it well known to you what you are good for. My hands will continue to explore your body but will now reach every willing, wanton nook and cranny. No area is safe from their attention. You exist for my pleasure. You will be required to change positions, but you will never be unrestrained.
By now, it may be time to prove to you that it will never pay to put on that fake exterior ever again. I will cement your status as a slut whore by making your entire body explode- violating your pussy, mouth, and ass with my fingers, toys, foreign objects, and my cock, in every combination, giving your body what it so desperately needs and craves.
I will let you (want you to) cum often, so as to irrevocably remind yourself of your true nature. I will then continue to take my own pleasure with you, and validate your cumwhore status with a continuous bathing of copious amounts of my warm cum, on you, in you, everywhere I wish.
After many hours and many loads of cum, I may feel you have learned your lesson, and release your restraints. You will then be subjected to a test, a requirement to dress as a proper slut. If you do not pass this test, who knows what may happen? I may not be training you alone in the next round.
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Story Notes:
I did something here that I never do. I wrote this to a writing prompt, something like “101 Story Topics to Write To”. This is one that I’ve wanted to revisit someday. There are some portions where I could have gone much further, with more detail, and some that move slowly. But that was on purpose.