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“Booooooo, buzz killl!!!!” I noticed that I was slurring my words very drastically. But despite my protests I could feel my body move on its own to to the couch. I sat down and felt the butt plug dig into my ass, making my pussy heat up.
“Shut up and listen! You have always been a little bit ungrateful as a friend but you were fun to hang out with and kept the good times rolling. You have done and said some dumb shit in our time as friends but I never thought that we would have to deal with some slut blasting music at 4 in the morning keeping us up because of your actions. Sure you love the new you and you are happy that your a chick. You’re happy to be called Kali and have us ogle your assets even if you say you don’t want it. But deep down we both know that you are fitting into this slut role easier than anyone should.” He was on a roll. I tried to speak up and stop him talking before he changed too much about me but I couldn’t find my voice, all I could do was sit and try to drunkenly focus. I thought about how silly this situation was and couldn’t help but smile.
Ryan took that as an acknowledgement that he was on the right track. “Yeah smile about all of the slutty things you’re going to do. All of the guys you are going to twerk on at the club. You’re probably going to keep a butplug in always, huh?” I felt myself turn red. “Oh don’t think I didn’t see that cute little gem sticking out between your ass cheeks. I always thought that it was the idea of having something in your ass that got people off but you enjoy it, don't you? You probably are getting off by having it in?” I shook my head afraid of having orgasms because of stuff in my ass. “Don’t lie to me! I bet it feels as good as something in your pussy. I can see that wet spot on your panties. I can tell it’s getting you off.”
I was horrified. It was hard to tell what he was changing and what he wasn’t because of how drunk I was but I knew that my ass started to feel a lot more pleasure from the plug. I could tell that just having it in wouldn't cause any unwanted orgasms, but I knew that it would keep me in a state of constant arousal. I figured that if I was ever fucked in the ass I would orgasm. I bit my lip thinking about the idea. I also thought about what he had said about keeping a plug in always. I tried to imagine taking it out and was relieved that I could but before I could move on my mind always wandered to putting another one in, or something bigger, thicker…. I knew that I wasn’t going to be able to go anywhere without one in. Lastly I thought about him and John ogling me. I knew that I should be a little upset at least but just the thought of catching them looking at my tits made me feel all giddy.
Ryan didn’t seem anywhere near finished though and all I could do was sit and listen. “Now here is how you are going to fix this major annoyance in my life. Tomorrow while John and I are out of the house you are going to clean it from top to bottom. You are going to make sure that you are pleasing to look at while you clean and no matter if we are here or not you are going to clean as sexually as you can. Im talking bend over at the waist to clean the floor and pick up things the whole shabang. I am sure you have seen enough porn to make that easy for you to figure out how. Also give us a show now and then. Once you are done cleaning you can do whatever you want, but knowing you it is going to be something sexual. Do you understand?” Ryan was glaring at me.
I tried to answer but couldn’t talk still.
“Well do you? Say yes or no if you do?”
“Yes I understand.” I was not smiling anymore. I just wanted to go to bed now.
“One more thing. Don’t you dare say anything to John. If he asks you why you are cleaning or acting weird you say it was your own idea. Don’t mention me making you do it or anything. Now go to bed, you have a big day ahead.”
Finally able to move I basically ran to my room. I could feel Ryan’s eyes on my ass. As much as I hated it, I made sure to swing my hips and make my ass giggle for his enjoyment. Knowing that he was looking at me I felt my pussy moiten again.
I finally got to my room closed the door and jumped into bed. I wanted to fall straight asleep but it felt like my crotch was buzzing with energy. I wanted to ignore it and prove Ryan wrong but the more I tried to resist the stronger it got. Slowly I reached down and started to rub my clit. I was so sensitive that it only took a few minutes of rubbing until I started to spasm. I felt wave after wave of orgasmic bliss wash over me. Finally after making myself cum for what seemed like the hundredth time in a few hours I was able to slip into a drunken sleep.
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Original author: Story44 Sent to my by Cbrorigins.
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