Ellen’s face slowly turns bright red as she realizes she has revealed too much. “This is so humiliating…” She mumbles to herself.
“So? What was it?” You press her. She sighs before answering.
“It was… well…” She seems unsure how to tell you. “Look, this is really embarrassing, so don’t tell anyone, ok?”
“Sure, I’ll keep it to myself.” You promise wondering what it could be.
Ellen stops walking and takes a look around, making sure that the two of you are alone before she starts talking. “The thing Amy found was… my butt plug.” She confesses staring at the ground.
“Butt plug?”
“Yes. It’s… it’s not something I like to remember, but since I started I might as well tell you everything.” She takes a deep breath and then starts the story. “Some time ago I made a bet with another girl, and lost. So the girl gave me a choice: I could let her fuck my ass with a strap-on - an offer I refused as soon as I heard it - or I could agree to wear a butt plug for a week. The latter didn’t seem so bad at first, so I chose the butt plug.
It turned out she had a few special conditions I had to keep: I had to wear the butt plug all the time, even when bathing or when I had to go to the bathroom, I could take it out only with her permission and only if she was watching, and she would check on me several times a day to make sure I didn’t break the rules. If she found me not using the butt plug it would mean I had chosen to let her fuck my ass instead.
Since I didn’t have a butt plug she was “kind” enough to sell me one. Most of the time it wasn’t so bad. But when I had to take out the butt plug… the few such cases were humiliating. I had to either wait for her to come to me and ask for her permission, or, if I was in a real hurry, I had to go find her and beg her. Either way she would accompany me to the bathroom and watch me the entire time.
I felt so humiliated…” Ellen pauses as she stares at the ground and you wonder if you should wait for her to finish, or if you should ask her a question. You can think of a few things to ask: what kind of a bet was it, who was the girl she made it with, or why the butt plug was in her drawer at the time Amy found it. You don’t have much time to decide - Ellen could continue her story any moment now - so if you are going to ask anything you better do it quickly… |