Bead Slut - The Story Part 5 (Patreon)

Drawings 09, 10, 11 & 12:

These 4 drawings relate to Lori’s return from her day with Frank.  Per Frank’s instructions, her husband had to wait until 7PM to see his wife.   When he is admitted, he is shocked to see her naked and exposed in front of a large window, legs spread and beads swinging from her pussy.  She then has to assume a submissive posture directed by Frank and tell her husband all about her day.

Drawing 09 is how her husband 1st saw her.  Drawing 10 is Lori confessing what she had done that day to her husband.

Drawings 11 and 12 depict one of the demeaning things she had to do that day.  Note that in drawing 12 she is carrying many used condoms, and has cum on her face and tits, from her service of many truckers in a public restroom.

The following edited quotes relate to this scene.  But there was a lot more that occurred during her trip which I did not cover in the drawings, and so also excluded from the quotes.

I went to the room, which was the smaller room attached to the larger suite. Usually it was used by the guest's children, evidenced by the two twin beds…. I would pass the door and stop and listen but all I could hear was my heartbeat.

At seven o'clock I knocked on the door and waited. A few minutes later I heard Frank's voice instruct me to enter. I twisted the knob and found it was unlocked. I guess Frank knew I wouldn't test the door without being told to. As I entered I found a large luxurious room with a couch and a few easy chairs. There was a small bar and a larger than normal king size bed. 

The windows were floor to ceiling and the drapes were open. That is where I saw Lori. She was naked except for heels and the beads that started all of this. Her hands were placed above her head and pressed against the glass. She was in the position police search suspects in; legs spread and leaning forward so her breasts almost touched the glass. If anyone could see her from the adjacent buildings I do not know. 

The heels were new. I knew Frank picked them out but also realized I more than likely paid for them. Higher heels than I had ever seen her in, probably four inch stilettos with an open toe sandal shoe. A strap wrapped around her ankle and I could see a tiny padlock on each strap reflecting the Seattle sunlight from the window. She was gently swinging her hips forward so the beads were swinging between her legs.

"You look nice, sit down and rest for a few minutes. We do not have to leave for a while. I have a limo picking us up in about twenty minutes," Frank's voice echoed through the quiet room. He was standing next to the bar, dressed in an expensive looking suit. I sat in the chair facing Lori and the window.

"Lori and I had a very full day today. How was your conference?"

"Fine, it was O.K.," I stammered.

"Well I am sure you would like to hear about the slut's day. Wouldn't you?"

"Yes"

"Ask her," Frank commanded.

"Lori, why don't you tell me about what you and Frank did all day?" Lori stopped swinging her hips but didn't answer.

"I've told her to only answer to her new name, Slut. Ask her again." 

I knew I should get up and grab Lori by the wrist and walk out of the room. I knew we had let this game go too far. I knew my cock shouldn't be this hard, so I slowly obeyed. "Slut, please tell me about your day."

Lori straightened her body and turned towards me. I couldn't help but notice how the higher heels made her calves tighten and looked so sexy. She was wearing more make-up than normal and her lips painted in bright red lipstick appeared swollen. She stepped in front of me and grabbed her arms at the elbows behind her back and spread her legs at about shoulder distance. She looked hot and her arms forced her tits out. Between her breasts hung another small string of beads, each end clipped to her nipples.

Frank spoke next, "Good job, slut. You remembered how I want you to stand whenever we are together. Either dressed or nude. Very good. I noticed your husband eying the heels. What did I tell you about your heels?"

For the first time I heard her voice. The same voice I have heard for over twenty years, yet tonight it sounded unfamiliar. "A slut should wear heels at all times. Unless at a gym or running to keep her body in shape a slut will wear heels at all times. She will never wear pants or pantyhose. Her cunt must be accessible at all times. She will only wear a bra when it is needed to push her tits up. She will not wear panties unless instructed. At family events she will not wear revealing clothes but her cunt must be available."

Frank smiled and nodded his head. He explained they had gone over the rules during their long drive today. He said he bought the heels and some other goodies while in Olympia and of course he used my credit card as he knew I would want to pay for the Slut's wardrobe. 

He had the key to the locks on her heels and hadn't decided if she would sleep with them on or not. They also stopped at an adult store where he found the nipple clamps. Frank was pleased they were beaded since it matched the theme of the slut....the Bead Slut. He was only a little upset they didn't come in a matching purple.

"Now slut, tell your husband what we did from the moment you arrived at my room this morning. Remember to describe things explicitly and use the language a slut would use. I want you to look at him as you speak," ordered this man, fifteen years younger than me, though years ahead of me in confidence and cockiness.

"When I arrived at Frank's room he had me pull up my skirt and show him my pus...cunt. He told me we were going out for the day and I was to only speak when he spoke to me. I was his slut and I should not pay attention to anyone but him….

I could not believe Lori. She was speaking as though Frank was doing her a favor, not using her as his toy. He had a smug smile on his face and told her to continue…..

"She got so horny sucking me while we drove, thank goodness I ordered the bench seat in my Yukon, that she was begging for me to let her cum. 

Being a nice man I gave her the choice. I would pull over at the next rest stop and fuck her or we could wait till we got back here to the hotel. The only catch was, if she wanted to cum in the truck she had to remove all her clothes until we reached the city limits of Seattle." 

"I was sure she would wait but she is more a slut than I thought. She had her clothes off before I knew it. We stopped at the next rest stop and I let her climb on my cock. I don't think your wife was even half way down my shaft before she started cumming and moaning like a cow."

Lori face reddened and I could see the hurt on her face when he called her a cow. Frank then told me a trucker pulled up alongside his Yukon and watched Lori fuck herself silly on his cock. The trucker knocked on the window and asked how much the whore charged. 

Frank told him she was his slut and her cunt was off limits, it belonged to him only. But, he said she would be happy to suck him and any of his trucker friends off in the men's room for free. The trucker who was probably Lori's age but fat and out of shape quickly got on his CB letting truckers know there was a party at rest stop 57.