Museum Slut

Your morning is bright and clear, and you are eager to get to the museum, where you were a volunteer guide. The traffic is slower than normal and you are becoming impatient so you change the music to distract yourself. Your mind is planning and anticipating the day and the upcoming weekend. You will be able to have a quiet dinner alone tonight and you are looking forward to that.

Soon you pull into the drive and find a spot in the reserved area and park. You check your hair in the mirror and get out. Once inside, you report to the lounge and then the office and greet your friends and co-volunteers. A cup of coffee is handed to you by a friend.

It's just a normal day in many respects.

I have been busy with sales calls for the last week and I am tired of it. I sat in the hotel room and looked through the tourist brochures and maps. I made some notes and left the room for the restaurant for a light breakfast. While waiting for my toast, I located some points of interest on the map. I chose four places that I thought might break the monotony.

I have always loved to explore new cities, and have been fascinated by zoos, planetariums, science centers, historical places and architectural novelties, as well as various museums. Two years ago, while in Washington, DC, I extended my trip so I could spend a week in the Smithsonians.

I was as excited as a kid when I left the hotel, ready for an adventure. I drove for about an hour and I finally pulled into the parking lot of a museum I found in the literature. I went to the entrance and found I was early and had almost a half hour to wait, so I went back to my car and ruffled through the papers in my briefcase.

Finally I was allowed to enter.

I strolled around trying to find something that would hold my interest. I struggled to become involved. I just wasn't into it but I continued walking and looking.

After an hour or so, I sat on one of the uncomfortable benches in the middle of the room and watched the other patrons as they studied the exhibits. And out of the corner of my eye, I saw you. I turned my attention to you as you walked slowly though the exhibit, pointing and explaining it to the group with you.

I was fascinated by you and I got up and joined the group for the rest of the tour. I was careful to stay in the outside and act as inconspicuous as possible, as I watched you. I saw you as a challenge for me and a way to relieve the boredom of the day.

When we neared the end of the tour, you asked for any questions. I asked the origin of the last two items and you responded patiently and knowledgeably. You looked directly as you responded and I was satisfied with this initial contact with you.

I moved about the area when the group had left and made sure to encounter you again, this time making more small talk and becoming a little friendly. As we talked, I looked at your breasts, making sure that you saw my eyes studying you. I wanted to test your response and I became more obvious and bolder in my body language and in my aggressiveness.

I detected some uncertainty in your responses but you did not leave. This was very exciting to me and my cock became alive. I moved in such a manner that you had to notice my hard cock pressing against my slacks and just to be sure, I pushed it with my hand and readjusted it a little. You were very aware of my cock then, and I saw you shudder slightly as you became more aware of the game I was playing with you.

You may have thought it was harmless flirtation but I was serious.

After a few minutes I thanked you for your help and said I must leave for lunch, and asked if you knew of an interesting place away from the area of the museum....someplace unusual and different. You mentioned a place that you sometimes visited on the way home, when you felt dark and moody. I thanked you and invited you to meet me there for wine and a light lunch. You declined and thanked me, as you had another tour set in a few minutes.

We parted, and as I left I looked back at you and smiled. I stopped at the door for a moment and stared at you. You looked back and returned my smile and gave me a little tentative wave. I left the building and went to the club you directed me to.

The decor was eclectic and so were the customers. I could feel the sex when I entered the room. There was a aura of erotic electricity and just base lust that almost oozed out. They were only pretending that this was a restaurant. It was a meat market. A banquet of sexual offerings not explicitly stated but obvious nonetheless. I loved it.

I sat at a table near the wall so I could watch everyone. There were males with males, females with females, males with females and others of uncertain gender together....a potpourri and a bouillabaisse of eccentric and erotic characters, all thrown together and ready to be served.

And I was hungry.

I mingled with those at the bar and found many willing partners for whatever ideas I could propose, and I felt my mind racing with the possibilities and my cock urging me to quickly decide. And then you walked in. I wasn't surprised, although I didn't expect you. And I knew then what I wanted ........and what I would take and have.

I met you and took your hands and invited you to my table. We ordered wine and talked about the people around us, and teased each other with inuendo and easy, coy laughs and smiles, and your eyes burned into my mind and I could feel your hot cunt sending messages of open welcome and need in my mind.

There was no need for further talk, so I stood up and took your hands and led you to the back. I found a storage room and we went inside. You leaned to me and we kissed deeply and passionately as my hands felt your ass and lifted your skirt so I could caress your flesh through your panties. My cock pushed into your stomach as it sought your cunt.

I pushed you down to your knees and you dropped willingly, and unzipped my slacks. You reached in and grabbed my cock roughly, in such desperate need to have it in your hands. You pulled it out and felt the hotness as it pulsed and throbbed in your hand. And in an instant you had sucked it deep into your mouth and were moaning as you bobbed your head up and down on my raging hard cock.

My hands on your head guided your mouth and set the pace I wanted, and as I looked down into your glazed, wet eyes, I realized I wanted more than this. Your cocksucking was very accomplished, but I didn't want you to suck me. I wanted to fuck your face and to control you and use you, so I pulled my cock out. You looked at me like I was crazy, but I held my cock up to your lips, and every time you opened your mouth and tried to suck my cock back in, I pulled it away and slapped your mouth with it....SLAP.....SLAP.....SLAP.

And I felt my cock growing harder with each slap.

But I wanted much more than this, so I pulled you up, ripped your panties off and opened your top and set your tits free. They were held up by your bra which I pulled down. Your nipples were stiffening in the air. I could see your excitement growing as you submitted to my every move.

I looked around the room and saw a roll of duct tape. I was suddenly inspired. I grabbed the tape and bent you over. I made you hold your ankles and I wrapped tape around your arms, binding them to your legs. You were now bent at the waist and unable to move or straighten up. You shuddered from excitement. I took your panties from the floor and shoved them into your mouth and then wrapped tape over your mouth, so you could not speak or spit the panties out.

I stood back and surveyed my work. My cock jumped for joy at what I saw. Now I was ready. I kicked your legs apart slightly and ran my fingers between your legs. Your skirt was pulled up over your back. Your blouse opened. Your cunt was soaking and you moaned as I touched you. I shoved 2 then 3 then 4 fingers in you, and each time you tried to open more. You were like a bitch in heat that needed fucking by anything and anybody.

I was hard and I wanted to cum as much as I wanted to degrade and abuse you, so I plunged my cock into your cunt, and grabbed your hips as I fucked you hard and deep. My cock rammed into you like the piston of some machine as I fucked you without mercy or care. I only wanted to enjoy the feel of your hot wet cunt around my cock and to see you bent forward, helpless to my desires. I pounded into you for a few minutes and then finally as I felt the cum boiling up from my balls, I started shooting deep in you and then pulled out and let my cum shoot up onto your back.

I held my cock and squeezed my balls as I emptied them onto your ass and buttocks. My cum ran down your legs. You turned your head to watch me and I moved to you and wiped my cock off on your face and hair.

But even though I had just cum, I wasn't finished using you. I had just begun. I looked around and found a toilet plunger and some french wine with long necks, and a dust wand. The dust wand had a thick handle about 1" in diameter and was about 10" long. I took it and pushed it into your pussy and left it there. Your muscles held it as I moved in front of you so I could slap your tits around. I took great pleasure watching them swing from side to side with each slap. In fact, I felt my cock start twitching from the excitement.

I had never realized until then how thrilling it could be to use and abuse and control a slut and whore like you. And I was determined to push it further to see how far I could go.

I looked into your eyes and told you "You are mine for the afternoon, and I intend to exhibit and use you like the slutty bitch you are. You are no longer a proper lady and housewife and mother. You are my whore and cum slut."

You attempted an answer but I couldn't make out what you said. The look in your eyes told me though. Fear and lust and excitement all were mixed together. And I didn't care. I had you and I was going to continue my fun, regardless of how you felt.

I took the plunger and slowly pushed it into your ass. Your muscles kep resisting and pushing it back, but I persisted and soon had about 4" of the handle in your ass. I taped it in place across the plunger end back to your ass. The dust wand was slipping out so I pushed it back in and taped it also.

I looked around and found a couple of clothes pins. They were old and not very strong, but I thought they would still clamp hard enough. I placed one on each nipple. You groaned and tried to scream, as it must have hurt more than I imagined. I laughed at your misery, and you realized i wasn't going to remove them so you stopped groaning and your eyes looked more fearful than before. Maybe you were just realizing I was going beyond your previous limits.

I stood back again and looked at you. I was relatively happy with my work, but I felt the need for a little more cruelty, so I took my belt off and I strapped your ass a few times until it reddened. I could see the belt marks, but i did not hit you hard enough to mark you permanently, or to cause real injury, just temporary stinging pain and humiliation.

Now I was satisfied for the moment, but as I started to leave, I decided I needed to do one thing more. I looked through your purse and found your lipstick. I had seen a slut on a cam site write on her tits and although I felt it was pathetic, I decided I liked that idea, so I wrote on your ass "Fuck me" Use me".

I turned you so your ass faced the door and I moved you about 8 feet away from the door, so anyone going to the restrooms would see you and could come in and have you if they wanted.

I went back to the table and ordered lunch. I watched the steady stream of customers that went to the back room and came back out 10 minutes later. I guess they used your ass and pussy a lot of times.

When I finished my lunch, I returned to you. Cum covered your ass and face and hair. I felt your cunt and you were swollen and soaking with your juices and many loads of cum.

I almost took pity on you and released you, but I decided I didn't want to have to deal with helping you get cleaned up, and I wanted to go on to another museum anyway. But I decided to give you one last gift before I left.

I unzipped my slacks and pulled my cock out. I moved around you as I pissed all over your body. I washed some of the cum away with my hot piss and when I was finished I dried my cock off in your hair again and rubbed it one last time over your face.

I zipped my slacks back up, took a business card and placed it in your purse. "Call me sometime" I said as I left you helpless there, ass in the air, covered in cum and piss, degraded for all to see and laugh at.

I'm glad you did, and I am looking forward to meeting you next week when I am back there. I have reserved a day for you and I have many ideas that I will find interesting to try on you. I don't know your reaction to some of them, but I really don't care. It's all about me anyway....what I want and desire...not you. You are just a cum slut and a whore that was made to be used and abused aren't you?

And I bet your cunt is getting wet and starting to twitch and throb at the thought of what will be done to you.

You are such a shameless and worthless cunt. Sometimes I wonder why I waste my time on you.