My dare #081 – The one where Brock nailed me

Hi all! I am Sarah, and I am a dirty little slut. I mean not really but kinda really, if you know what I mean. I give an easy-going and friendly image to everyone, but when it comes to my NSFW side, all bets are off. Last few weeks I have explored my sexuality in ways that I could have not imagined before. I’ve always been a little naughty, but lately, I have pushed myself more and more. I started writing with this one pervert online and he has made me do some stuff that I would have never done on my own. For example, he made me walk 5 kilometers with a vibrator in my pussy, locked behind a chastity belt, and the key for it was at my home. He had me writing “I am a dirty little slut” like 100 times while having a clitoris stimulator on my clit. Earlier this week, I had to orgasm in the middle of the busy library. Today he dared me to a local store to buy a banana, cucumber, eggplant, and their cheapest lube. And then explain my purchases to the overweight pervy old cashier by saying ‘My Master wants me to consume my daily dosage of veggies’. Let’s just say that the old perv understood the message. I could read his erection from his eyes. And no, I was not allowed to leave the shopping center before I had properly “tested” the vegetables. My master really is quite devious…

Anyway, I did all of that. And more. Much more. Disgustingly amount of more. And… I’m still doing more. That is actually the reason why I am writing this. I was not always like this, but something happened to me around a year ago. I chatted about it online with the person who I now refer to as Master. And before I had noticed, I was doing everything he dared me to do. He was (and still is) a master of manipulation, and he used that skill to take advantage of my vulnerability. One might feel sorry for me but don’t. I have enjoyed every second of these last few weeks. And that brings us to why I am here. My Master’s latest dare for me was to write a detailed story about an event with a dog from a year ago. We call them “dares”, but don’t be mistaken, they are in fact orders. And I will obey. I am a dirty little slut. That being said, let’s start the dare #081.

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Firstly few things about myself. So, as I already told you, my name is Sarah. By the time the event took place, I was 23 years old. I’m just about 160cm tall and weigh around 63 kg. I am curvy from all the right places, and thus I have nice C-cup breasts and a juicy ass. My long brown hair reaches almost to my butt, which is the only hair that can be found under my chin if you know what I mean. Back then I loved touching myself. Simply letting my fingers slide on the smooth surface of my pussy mound made me always wet very quickly. Since I did not have a boyfriend by then, I masturbated often, around once or twice per day. I soon noticed that my fingers were not enough. Either I get myself a stud to bang me to oblivion or I would buy some toys. I chose toys over the boys. I did not want to get the reputation of being easy. My toy arsenal was not great back then, with one vibrator and two pairs of handcuffs. I absolutely loved cuffing myself to different places around my home and then imagining how someone would fuck me senselessly. I might even sleep with my handcuffs. And don’t even try to judge me! I bet all of you have kinks of your own… pervs! On the plus side, I had become a regular Houdini to get out of the cuffs. That being said, that should be enough generic information to get us properly started.

The story takes place on one Friday in June 2022. I work as an administrative assistant and since that means regular hours, I was free during the weekends. I did not have anything crazy planned for the evening. Bottle of red, some Netflix, and at some point, maybe a finger or two inside my pussy. You know? Normal Friday stuff for a 23-year-old lady. Well, at least one thing was not normal. I had a huge rottweiler licking his nuts a few meters from me. I had promised my sister to take care of his dog, Brock, while she was out of town. Brock was wonderful, but I was still not very enthusiastic about it. He might take orders from my sister and her boyfriend, but he did not take orders from me. Or he did when he felt like it. I was never scared in his presence, however, I never felt fully in charge of him either. If he wanted to rush after something or someone while we were outside, he would do whatever he damn well pleased. That is not cool when you live in a fairly large town. But I must admit that I feel somewhat safer now when he is around. I think my neighbor is a pervert of some kind. I could have sworn that I have seen him outside of my windows every now and then. But funnily, he was never to be seen when Brock was around.

My best friend Lilly was coming to visit me in the evening. She said that she was bored and if I was willing, she could come over and watch a movie with me. I was fine with the idea, but that meant that if I wanted to enjoy some me-time, I would need to hurry up. I hate to rush my climaxes, but I hate even more to be left without one. Lucky for me, I had been watching Bridgerton. Girls, you know what I mean. Who among you did not imagine yourself in Daphne’s shoes? Being pounded away by the Duke himself? ‘Fuck me… Oh my… Duke… I would let you shove your cock in any one of my holes’, I whimpered by myself. I could feel my panties getting wetter by the second and I decided to remove them. I opted to keep my skirt in case Lilly comes here early. I did not want to be surprised without any clothing.

There I was. On my sofa. Playing with my pussy while being deceptively well-clothed. I was still wearing the clothes from my work; a white blouse, white bra, and black knee-length skirt. It was obligatory to wear pantyhoses at work as well, but I always take those off the second when I get home. I can’t stand them. I had raised my skirt up so I could better reach my wet hole. I ran circles around my now erect clitoris. The sensations made me shiver. I love these first few steps after becoming aroused. At this phase, every sensitive part of me reacts strongly to every little touch. When my finger brushes my clit, it is like electricity is running through my body. While toying with my hardened clitoris, I use another hand to push my finger into my vagina. With both hands, I start rhythmically stimulating my pussy inside out. My moans start echoing from the walls of my living room. Even Brock became curious about what had gotten me so riled up. He got up and watched from the other side of the room how I finger-banged myself. I closed my eyes to better focus on the sensation that was building from deep inside of me. ‘Ah! Ah! Ah! Fuck me Duke! Fuck my pussy! Make me your Duchness!’, I moaned louder and louder. I was seconds away from my orgasm when I heard someone knocking on the window. Lilly was smirking and waving outside next to the door… Crap. I had not closed the curtains. For a good measure, she rang the doorbell a couple of times and then returned to the window to wave and make gestures of grabbing her groin. I could die from the embarrassment.

I tried to play it cool when I opened the door, ‘Oh hey Lilly. I did not notice you there. Please come in.’. She could not grin any wider, ‘Oh don’t hey Lilly me! Only by having your skirt over your head, you could have been more obvious.’. I got blushed and flustered, it would not help to lie now. Lilly would not let this go before admitting everything. ‘Fine. You ambushed me with this movie thing. I had planned some me-time for this evening and then you said that you are here in a few minutes.’, I tried to explain. Lilly kept piling on, ‘Then why didn’t you say that you need 30 minutes? And why did you leave the curtains open? Or maybe you wanted me to see your knuckles deep in your pussy?’. ‘Please stop Lilly!’, I shouted from embarrassment. I knew that she would not stop that easily, but I had to try, ‘It really was an accident and I don’t want to talk about it. Please.’. She saw Brock inside and continued, ‘And you have a dog here too? Did you want it to lick you a little? Oh, you really are a dirty dirty girl Sarah.’. ‘If you don’t stop right now Lilly, you can go back home.’, I said firmly. And that actually worked, ‘Oh fine. I will not forget this Sarah, but I can let it go for now.’.

She came in and I poured her a glass of wine. She had brought her own wine but accepted the offer anyway. We could open her bottles when the first one had been taken care of. We talked a bit about something else than me playing with myself before she suggested the movie she had in mind. It was not a new movie, but I had not seen it myself. I do not know how to categorize the movie since it had a little bit of everything, but then again it is not really an important detail for this story. We missed many parts of the movie while we talked about our week. It was nice to chat with Lilly. She was always up to something and I liked to hear what she had in her mind. The more we drank the red wine, the more often she teased me about what had happened earlier. But on the hand, the more we drank the red wine, the less embarrassed I started to feel about it. I think that was her goal all along. I believe she wanted to talk about naughty stuff, and by getting caught, I simply offered her a nice segue to the topic. She started to open up about her latest conquests from last weekend. According to her, she had participated threeway with two dudes. That really piqued my interest. I had always wondered how it would feel to be taken by multiple partners. Lucky for me, she was more than willing to share.

‘It was wild Sarah!’, she told me. ‘They were friends or bros or something at the university, and they had been dared to do the devil’s threeway. They were quite hot so I think both of them would have gotten tons of girls, but not many girls had the guts to join into a threesome.’, she continued her story. Once she got started, it did not take long to get to the good parts, ‘At the beginning, they took turns with my mouth. While I sucked one of the cocks, I jerked another one. After a moment, one of them started to lick my pussy. I think he wanted to be the one drilling my cunt, so he took the initiative. The other guy started more forcefully fuck my mouth and we decided to take this party to a more horizontal location.’ At this point, Lilly had to take a moment and took a sip from her wine glass. I had a stupid grin on my face while I anxiously waited for her to continue. She noticed my eagerness and resumed her story, ‘Alright, so we get to the bedroom and soon I was on my hands and knees. One of them is pushing his cock into my pussy while the other one starts furiously fucking my face. It was a little difficult at first, but I did not want it to stop. And then… things got even more wild.’ I was at the edge of the sofa listening to every word Lilly was saying. I noticed that I was getting wet again. I urged her to keep going. She smiled and said, ‘One of them asked if I had ever been handcuffed. When I said no, he asked if I wanted to. And I was very interested to experience it all so I agreed. In a moment, my hands were cuffed behind my back and those two started a very rough fucking. I could not steady myself with my hands anymore, so the one who was fucking my pussy, pulled me from my hair until I could blow his friend again. I was so utterly helpless between those two that I got a little bit scared even. Being fucked to two holes like a ragdoll made me cum like a mad person.’ When she closed her mouth for a moment, I yelled, ‘Oh my god Lilly! You are so bad!’. She was grinning like she was very proud of that, ‘And that’s about it. The one behind me blew his load into a condom while the other one made me drink his jizz. I would have not minded going for the 2nd round, but I think they got nervous. They released the cuffs and left me to recover from the excellent orgasm.’.

I was breathing heavily when she ended her story. It got me more excited than I had realized. I emptied my glass and looked at how she was still grinning like she was expecting more praise from me. I smiled back and said, ‘That was a nice story. Now I do not feel so bad that you ambushed me.’. ‘After I saw you like that, I just had to tell you that Sarah.’, she replied. We continued to talk about her night and she went a little bit deeper in the details. I had many questions, maybe even too many. But she did not mind me asking so I went ahead. I was especially interested to know what she thought about being handcuffed. She noticed my interest and asked, ‘Would you like to try it out, Sarah? Maybe on your own?’. She did not know that I loved being handcuffed so I smirked and said, ‘Yes.’. She looked me straight into my eyes and pulled handcuffs from her purse. ‘What? Why do you have handcuffs in your purse?’, I blurted out. She explained that she actually had them since the evening she just told me about them. When they released her from the cuffs, they only removed the cuffs from one of her hands. They gave her the key to release the other hand, but they had left before she had done it. ‘You can have them, Sarah. Just don’t lose the key. Those are not toys, so you actually need the key to unlock them.’ I studied the cuffs Lilly gave me and felt how my juices trickled down my thigh. ‘Alright Lilly, I need to be honest as well.’. I got up, walked to my nightstand, and pulled out my own handcuffs. ‘Yeah… I like handcuffs as well.’. She smiled, ‘It seems that you are the naughty one here, Sarah. You must tell me what you’ve done with those.’. I was glad to.

We continued comparing notes until it was closer to midnight and she told me that she had to leave. She still had some plans to visit a local nightclub, but for me, the week had been quite long. I might be up for some partying tomorrow evening, but today I was too tired. However, I did want to do something arousing before I was ready to go to sleep. I gathered my courage and asked if Lilly could do something for me, ‘Hey Lilly, before you go… Can I ask you to do something for me?’. She got immediately interested since I was looking obviously uneasy about the situation, ‘What you need Sarah? I am not sleeping with you.’. I laughed, ‘Nothing like that. But before you go, if I go to bed while my hands are cuffed, could you hide the key for me?’. She looked a little stunned but relaxed soon after, ‘I did not think you had it in you. Naughty naughty. Of course, I hide the key for you.’. I was simultaneously relieved and excited, ‘Thanks Lilly! Just put the key somewhere and tell me where it is. But don’t make it too easy.’.

I gave her the key and went to prepare myself for bed. I wanted to give her some time to prepare. She was smiling deviously when I got back to the living room, ‘Go ahead Sarah, cuff yourself. The key is hidden in an excellent hiding place.’. She was a little too sure about herself so I got a little alarmed. But I could not back out anymore.

I sleep nude so I undressed myself and took the handcuffs from the table. She made no effort to hide the fact that she stared at my naked body, ‘Looking sexy Sarah. Maybe I should rethink my stance of not sleeping with you.’. I did not take her suggestion seriously and cuffed one of my hands. I turned around and asked, ‘Would you like to do the honors?’. She took my hand and cuffed it roughly, ‘I would. I really really would. And now, maybe I will do whatever I want to you.’. The idea aroused me greatly, but I knew she was joking. She slapped my ass and bit my ear. At least I think she was joking. When I felt her hands on my breasts, she suddenly broke the tension, ‘Nope. I like cocks. Big fat cocks that slide into my pussy. And maybe into my ass. And… I will go find them. Nighty night, naughty Sarah. Let’s talk more about this tomorrow.’. I admit that I was a little disappointed, but I was not surprised. I heard the door opening and I shouted after her, ‘Lilly! The key!’. She laughed and replied, ‘That’s right. It would have been a shame if I had to come tomorrow to uncuff you. Maybe I still need to… The key is at a very easy-to-find location. It is hanging from Brock’s collar. Have fun Lilly!’. She laughed mischievously while she slammed the door shut. And then I was alone.

“So Brock has the key?”, I thought to myself.