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Bus Trip Part 1 I met this older man on Alt. He was intelligent and creative, which really got my attention. He was also kinky and sadistic as fuck. After exchanging messages on Alt for a few weeks, he noticed that my birthday was approaching and that it just happened to fall on the long July 4th weekend. He suggested that I come to Vegas, as he had already reserved a suite for himself and his buddies. Although my imagination was running wild, I was skeptical. I didn’t want to go all the way to Vegas just to hang out with his beer buddies, but he convinced me that we’d have some fun. Since I am on a limited budget, we decided that I’d take the bus. We (he) decided that I should wear a thin, tight crop top that clearly shows my nipples, and dark-colored tights instead of leggings, just dark enough that everything wasn't too obvious (but when I bent over the fabric covering my ass was stretched almost transparent). No panties or bra, and I was only to being a small bag with a thong bikini (bottoms only; the pool at the resort was ‘European”). Neither was I to bring my phone, ID, or any money. He said that if I needed anything along the way, he was sure I’d find a way to pay for it. He also asked to see what shoes I owned, and then he chose the highest, trampiest pair I owned. And just to show his appreciation for the risk I was taking traveling to another city to meet a strange man and his friends, he told me he was going to send a gift and to watch my mail. For the next six days I watched out my window for the mail. Every time I saw a USPS or UPS truck turn down my street I scampered down the stairs and out to the curb, but nothing came. Finally, six days later, a box addressed to Miss Piggy from Mr. Black arrived. I practically floated up the stairs, a damp spot in my leggings already growing. Once inside my tiny apartment, I flopped onto the bed and tore the box open. Inside were three smaller gift-wrapped boxes with a note. The note was short and to the point. I was to wear whatever was in the boxes for the duration of my bus ride. Now I was really curious and even more excited. I unwrapped the first gift. Inside was a bright pink chastity belt. It was made of stainless steel with a pink silicone liner and had a place for two locks, one to lock the belt around the waist and another to lock the vaginal shield in place. Also in the box were two padlocks, larger than I imagined they would be. They were open, but the keys were missing. I noticed another little note in the box; it said simply “I kept the keys.” The next box was about 12 inches long and six inches wide, and surprisingly heavy. I opened it, and inside I found two shiny steel dildos, each about 11” long and 3” across. That's when I noticed that the chastity belt had mounting points for two dildos, one for my cunt and another for my ass. When I opened the last box, I found a stainless steel collar, with a D-ring in front. The collar was thin, about the width of a pencil, and had a hidden<b> screw </font></b>that locked it in place. There was a little Allen wrench included. I put it around my throat and found that it was pretty tight and made it a little hard to breathe when I closed it all the way. It also became clear that I was going to need someone to fasten it closed for me. On the morning of the trip, I laid out my clothes on the bed. I'd already packed my tiny thong bikini bottom in my purse. Next I laid out the “gifts.” I started the shower to let the water warm while I found the enema attachment for the handheld shower wand. Once I had it all assembled I leaned against the back of the shower with my ass out and slipped the nozzle into my ass. When I couldn't take anymore (My tummy was so distended it looked as if I might have a baby at any moment) I gingerly climbed out of the tub and made my way to the toilet to expel the shitty water. Knowing I had a long trip ahead of me, I repeated the process a few more times, until I was shitting out clear water. Then I climbed back into the shower and shaved smooth everything below my eyebrows. Once finished, I went back to the bedroom to get dressed. First, the chastity belt. I screwed the two steel dildos in place and slipped a lubricated condom over each before stepping into the belt. I half squatted as I pulled the belt up, feeling the dildos slip inside me, exhaling as the cold steel entered my body. The steel and silicone waistband was stiff so I had to work hard to snap it together. It was really tight too, so I had to suck in my stomach to get it closed. Once everything was situated, I took the two padlocks out and, with a deep breath, locked the belt closed. I admired myself in the mirror for a minute, turning this way and that way. Noticing the time, I hurriedly pulled the crop top over my head. My breasts and nipples were clearly defined through the thin fabric. Then, as I was pulling up the black tights, I realized that the bright pink chastity belt was clearly visible underneath the nylon, and there was no hiding the two padlocks. My face flushed with embarrassment. Oh well, there's nothing I could do about it now, I thought, as I hurried down to meet the Uber driver, carrying the collar and little Allen wrench in I hand. I had yet to think of a way to ask the driver to lock the collar. To be continued. |
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