Removing the key from its place around his neck, he unlocked the cb6000s and freed the little faggot’s clit for the first time in over a year. Immed...iately, in spite of the pain it must have caused the little shit, it became hard, which greatly amused the master, since he knew it was all for naught. Applying the bands was easy – he had done it enough times – but getting the chastity device back on proved to be more difficult than he’d thought it to be. In the end, he had to resort to squeezing. I agreed, paid him the money, he signed over the title and he told me to get on the bike. To my surprise he climbed on behind me. He showed me what I needed to do and off we went. We cruised around the local neighborhood for a while and he suggested we stop at a store so I could get myself some leathers because driving home on the bike over the highway could be dangerous. We stopped into this store and I bought a thick leather jacket and at his suggestion a pair of leather pants. The only pants. I love knowing that I have turned a straight girl's pussy into a pussy loving dyke cunt that can't get enough pussy."I sat in that chair with my legs spread as wide as I could. With my pussy on display for her and tears in my eyes. She loved every minute of my humiliation and I knew it had just started. She was smiling at me and said, "I want you to rub your cunt while I undress, whore." When I touched my pussy it sent a jolt through my body. It disgusted me I wanted to throw up. My pussy. Instead, it had been slowly exploratory, achingly heartfelt, and utterly sensual. Also agonisingly unforgettable. “Thank you,” she’d said softly, before getting the bartenders attention, ordering their drinks and taking them back to the table. Acting for all the world like she hadn’t been the least affected by rocking the very foundations of yours.You knew she had though. You’d heard the shaky breath she’d drawn in as she turned away, seen how she’d gripped the edge of the counter so hard her.