Memoirs of a Submissive *18+*

Chapter 1: Why not at work?

Working at the little bookstore that I’ve been at for the last year is one of my favorite pastimes and one of my favorite jobs. I always wait to see if this one guy will come in to purchase new books every week, unfortunately I don’t know his name, but his eyes are so mesmerizing. He would just look at me and I would just imagine what he would do with those large hands that are grasping the edge of the counter or those lips that are curled into a smile when he says, “Hello”.

I want to meet him in the back of the store, on my knees with my eyes looking up at him as he rams his c**k into my mouth and face f***s me. Saliva running down my chin, tears brimming my eyes as he shoved himself so deep that when he pulled back out I had to catch my breath. Feel his hands fondle my breasts and hard n*****s that are begging for his mouth to clamp down on them. My p***y dripping with wetness that is ready for him to slide his c**k into and make me his cumslut that I know he knows I am. Feeling him rip my panties off and hike my leg over his arm as he shoves himself deeper into my p***y I moan loudly. My toes curled as he covers my mouth to keep from screaming as we don’t alert anyone of the pure enjoyment I am having in the back from this Nameless Stranger and be known for the slut that I am.

After several moments of ravishing my p***y he wrapped his hand around my throat and squeezed just enough to push me past the point of no return. My toes curled once more and my core shook as I came on his c**k as he kept thrusting in and out. He looked at me with a hunger in his eye as he pulled out, pushed me to my knees and shoved his throbbing c**k covered in my juices into my mouth. I looked up at him as he thrusted in and out of my mouth before unloading his delicious cream and I moaned, swallowing every last drop. He grabbed the back of my head to get me to stop, but when I released his c**k I ran my tongue over the tip to get the little drop that was left behind and heard a growl from above me making my c**t pulse alive again.

Panting he helped me to my feet looking me over he chuckled and I giggled realizing we both were a mess. I had marks all over my body and he had scratches all over his arms, but my legs kept shaking so I stumbled into him a little to get my balance. After a few minutes of catching our breath, we both redressed and he turned to me with another hunger flash in his eyes as he pulled me close to him and gave me a deep kiss, making me whimper with want.

“Hey, you okay?”

I shook my head as I stood up straight behind the counter at the bookstore still staring at the sexy stranger. I start to realize we never did what I just imagined and I just moaned in front of him. My face turned a beet red when I made eye contact with him and saw that flash of hunger that I was just wishing I would see while he f****d me.

“Oh - yup! Sorry about that…” I swallowed hard as I finished checking out his purchase. He looked me over once more before thanking me and walking away. I whimpered as now I am the only one in the store and my p***y is throbbing to be touched, my c**t pulsing as my lips rubbed together through my panties. Looking over at the clock it read 8:45 PM, indicating I had 15 minutes to finish up my duties, count my drawer, and close up for the night. Sighing, I walked over to the closet pulling out the broom and dustpan to do some last minute sweeping as I still imagine Mr.Stranger taking me in the back and just ravishing me. Shivering, I looked back over at the time and finished locking up. Now it was time to go home, see if my boyfriend would be up for a quickie or if I would be f*****g myself with my little toy.

Opening the door to my home, I was greeted by two black puppies. Ly and Gir barked and whimpered as they ran up to me giving me kisses and wagging their tails. I patted their heads as I set my stuff down to walk further into the house. It was quiet as usual, he was upstairs asleep and I went through my basic routine. Take the dogs out to go to the potty, make something for supper, clean up a little bit, and then wait for him to get up so we can eat together. My p***y was still aching from my earlier fantasy as I made a quick meal of Chicken Alfredo. My mind was still wandering back to the, “what if that had happened today”. Looking over at the staircase I heard him wake up, already knowing he was not going to be in the mood for a quickie, or if he even had time. I sighed, it looks like it's going to be the toy tonight. I smiled at him as he walked down and over to me, giving me a soft kiss on the lips.

“Hello, Princess.”

“Hi Baby.”

I giggled as he kissed me again.

I asked, “How did you sleep?”

He shrugged, “Mehh, how was work?”

I thought about it for a moment. Do I tell him about how I wanted to be f****d so bad that I was willing to sacrifice everything for this one stranger? I better not..

“It was good, pretty slow today. I made some Chicken Alfredo,” I started changing the subject. He smiled and walked over to the table to sit down as I handed him his bowl and drink. Sitting down, I just couldn’t stop thinking about if this is the life that I wanted to live or is there something more out there that I want.