Confessions of a Slave Girl Pt. 5

The  rest of the day passed in a hazy blur, try as she might Ali couldn't quite manage to imagine she had actually run all her errands that day, sans bra and panties with a rope harness and crotch rope tied around her body. The three knots had done their jobs well, driving her crazy as she walked, forcing small whimpers and moans to escape her lips at the most inappropriate times and it truly surprised her that no one once commented on the stream of juices that must have been running down her legs. At one point while in a grocery store, she had felt so overwhelmed she had practically run into the private "family" bathroom so that she could rub between her legs, her fevered head pressed against the cool tile of the wall as she pushed two of her fingers past the crotch rope and into her aching slit.

Her body shuddered as she gasped in pleasure feeling them enter her. Ali's cunt quivered and clenched around the intrusions as she began to pump them in and out, almost losing herself to the rhythm as she felt the ropes rub along her fingers as she drew closer and closer to the edge. Ali knew she was making too much noise even in the privacy of that bathroom, anyone who passed outside could probably hear her and it felt so good.

Still, she wasn't quite bold enough to cum in a public facility, though it was with reluctance and a small whimper that she finally stopped, pulling her fingers from her pussy with a slick pop she stared at them, her juices glistening on them, she couldnt help it. Sticking her fingers into her mouth to clean them of her juices, she blushed, feeling like a degenerate slut as her tongue swirled around her fingers, cleaning her own pussy juices from them, enjoying her taste. Pulling her fingers from her mouth she straightened up, trying to compose herself as much as possible before using the sink. She cleaned not just her fingers but tried to clean around her legs, wanting to mask what she had been doing.

Exiting the bathroom she tried to finish her shopping quickly, but the ropes still tortured her. By the time she was ready to check out she could see her stiff nipples poking through the fabric of her shirt and her legs were a wet mess again, her legs trembled with every movement. As she stood in line to check out an old lady behind her had actually inquired after her health as her face seemed to have been flushed. She had actually needed to swallow and take a few deep breaths to compose herself enough to answer and assure the lady she was perfectly fine, but the woman hardly seemed convinced and walked with Ali out to her car just to make sure she got there. It was only after Ali promised her to go straight home and get some rest that the old woman walked away, muttering to herself about going out while sick.

In her car she could no longer help it, flipping her skirt up she drove back to her complex with her fingers rubbing lightly against her slit, not enough to really distract her but enough to allow her at least a little fucking relief. She was almost in tears, her cunt aching with need as she entered her apartment and tossed her groceries onto the floor. Running to her bedroom she prayed that Mistress Kat was online and almost sobbed with relief when she saw she was.

"Mistress, Im back!" She quickly typed out with one hand, the other resting on her burning hot cunt.

"Welcome back slut, how has your day been?"

"Please Mistress, its driving me crazy, can I cum!" She typed it out quickly, she was so desperate that the thought never struck her that she had never asked permission to cum before.

"Purr ~ oh pet you sound so needy; how badly do you need to cum?"

"Please Mistress, I can't take it, I need it! Please may I have your permission!"

"Well take your hand from off your cunt slut because Im not giving it, " Ali was shattered, she squirmed where she knelt, one hand still pressed firmly against her pussy, the other hovering over the keyboard when a new message popped up. "I said remove your hand, I don't like repeating myself."

Swallowing hard Ali reluctantly pulled her dripping hand away, a small sob escaping her lips. "Yes Mistress," she finally typed out.

No words of praise this time, she had acted too slowly. Kat wrote instead. "Over the next two days you will edge yourself for ten minutes once each in the morning afternoon and evening. You will not cum in between, if you think you are desperate now, wait until the end of those two days. There is a reason for this, I am not simply doing it to be cruel. One, you must learn that orgasms are gifts from your Mistress, you no longer own your body, I do, and I decide when you may feel pleasure. Second...I have been presented with an opportunity. It seems that a branch of our company is needing a new head and this branch's headquarters is located very near to you."

Ali's heart was beating, her dripping hand and cunt forgotten as she read. Her Mistress continued. "I will be out there to inspect it in two days' time and if it's to my liking I will be taking it over, which means I will be moving out to your area. I plan on taking an additional two days off and I want to meet you pet to see if we are actually compatible. If you agree to meet your edging would be in preparation for our first time really together." Her heart was slamming away inside her chest, did Kat mean what she thought she meant.

"M-Mistress...are...are you s-saying..."

"Im saying, I wish to actually make you mine, to fully collar and control you. Do you want to meet?"

Ali's whole body was trembling, juices dripping from her hand and cunt onto her carpet, biting her lip she thought about all this woman had shown her, how even just through text Kat could so thoroughly control her, it was intoxicating, and she knew she wanted...no needed more. Taking a deep breath Ali typed out a single word. "Yes!"