Dottie's Back Ch. 04
Keywords: Dottie's, Back, 04, Ch.,
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Waking up on the single bed in the spare room was not the best way I could imagine to begin a day. Dragging myself from underneath the covers, I made my way to the bathroom and stepped into the shower. The previous night's events were still fresh in mind: Stacy having slept with another man and then being informed that we will no longer be sleeping in the same bed. The warm water cascading over my body helped to wash away my troubles.
Stepping from the shower, I dried myself quickly and rubbed my skin down with flowery scented lotion. Wiping the fog from the mirror, I stared at my reflection. I was becoming who I had always dreamed of being. Halfheartedly, I smiled at my reflection, then stepped back to "check myself out". Not wasting too much time being vain, I lubricated my plug, and with little resistance, slipped it into my "pussy". Raising a leg onto the counter, I awkwardly passed my "clitty" between my legs and secured the ring that pierced my 'clitty' to the hook on my plug.
I walked to what was once my bedroom. Arranged on my dresser as usual, were the clothes I would wear for the day. I picked up the light blue thong from the top of the pile and rubbed the gossamer fabric between my fingertips, always being careful with my nails. Glancing to the sliding glass doors, Kim was nowhere in sight.
I slid the thong up my legs and arranged the strap between my cheeks. The only other article of clothing on the dresser looked like Swiss cheese! It took two attempts to figure out how to put it on. With it finally in place, I looked to the mirror on the wall. The sleeveless dress was white stretchy cotton. The high turtleneck made my neck appear elegantly longer. The small swatch of fabric containing my boobs was connected to the miniscule skirt by thin strips of material which acted as suspenders. This left my tummy, back and both sides completely uncovered. Both the top and bottom of the dress were stretched tightly around my body and held in place by zippers up the front of the skirt and between my boobs.
Back in the bathroom, I touched up the hot pink polish on my toes and fingers. Make-up was next, going darker than usual on my eyes and lips. It didn't look right being dressed like a tart without my hair being 'poofed' up, so I made my hair as high as I could. Leaving the bathroom in a haze of hair spray, I made my way back to the bedroom and slipped my feet into the teetering high, white, 6-inch spike heels. It took one final quick look in the mirror to let me know that I was ready for the day to begin.
Outside on my deck, Kim was still nowhere in sight. I slipped off my shoes and strolled across the yard. That damned contractor hadn't arrived to install a gate yet! Dropping my shoes to the other side, I scaled the fence. Flipping one leg to Kim's side, I barely caught my balance before falling on my face. Straddling the fence, the points of the chain link touching the sensitive flesh between my thighs, I wasted no time and flipped my other leg over and dropped to the ground with a grunt, even surprising myself by landing on my feet.
After collecting my shoes, I continued on to Kim's back door. I knocked on the glass pane and waited for a response, nothing. Timidly I cracked open the door and peeked inside, calling to her. The reply came from the back of the house inviting me in to join her. Turning the corner to her bedroom, I found her just pulling on the jacket that completed the dress suit she would wear. The suit was pale blue, very business like with a modest length skirt, matching jacket, white silk blouse and white heels. As always, her mammoth boobs drew my attention.
"And what are we so dressed up for today?" I teasingly asked, having never seen her look so dressed up before.
Without looking up from buttoning the jacket, she said "We have an appointment and we're going to be late if we don't hurry."
"What appointment, with whom?"
Raising her head to look me in the eyes, a devilish grin spread across her face. "That, my dear Dottie, is a surprise."
Unsure how to respond, I remained silent as I watched her finish getting ready. She checked her hair in the bathroom mirror while I prepared myself for my daily douche. I was bent over at the hips, leaning against the sink, with my skirt pulled up around my waist and my thong around one ankle, as she inserted the tip of the nozzle into my 'pussy'. I had learned to love the bloated feeling I got in my tummy as she squeezed the perfumed contents inside me. I held it for as long as I could, and she moved to leave the room while giving me the okay to let it out. Squeezing my cheeks tight, I took baby-steps to the toilet, lifted the lid and hastily sat to expel the liquid from inside me.
Kim called for to hurry up. I cleaned up with tissues and a wet-wipe. I adjusted my dress while rushing to join her in the living room. My stride wasn't broken as she directed me to the garage. She slipped behind the steering wheel while I made my way to the opposite side of her car. The car was moving before I had even shut my door.
"You really aren't going to tell me where we're going, are you?" I asked
"No, but I know you are going to enjoy it."
We left our neighborhood behind and entered the freeway. She was driving in the general direction of the city center. Just before the warehouses and 'not-so-nice' areas faded into the glamour of downtown, she took an exit dropping us into the same neighborhood where Stacy had brought me to be pierced. Kim apparently knew where she was going as she drove through the maze of narrow, dirty streets.
She pulled up to a guarded parking lot, took a ticket from an attendant and parked amidst the BMWs and Mercedes. I thought it odd that such nice cars would have gathered in a neighborhood like this, but quickly let it go still wondering where the journey would lead.
We left the lot and at a quick pace made our way down a dingy street. Grungy looking people sat on the curbs and stared at us as we walked by. I can't be sure, but I think I saw one guy urinating on a wall. I almost kept walking before realizing that Kim had stopped and was holding a door open to me to walk through. The sign hung over the door read "The Toy Man's Adult Theatre". Not even hesitating I stepped inside, grateful to be off the street.
I had been in adult stores before, but nothing like this. The store was clean, well lit and arranged with a customer's privacy in mind. The isles were wide and the shelves high. Lingerie was in one corner, general toys along two walls, and bondage gear in a third corner. The literature and videos took up the majority of floor space. The store wasn't occupied by the usual blue-collar guys on break; these were well-dressed men with ties and jackets. The clerk behind the counter was well dressed and didn't give us that "Yes I know you are a fucking pervert" look.
Kim told the clerk we were here to see the toy man, Walt. He smiled and directed us toward the back of the room. Kim led the way through a labyrinth of hallways, stopping to knock on the last door.
From the other side of the door, we heard a cheerful "Come in!"
Opening the door, we stepped inside. The room was large, maybe 20x20. Mirrors covered the walls from floor to ceiling. In the center of the room, a middle-aged man of average looks was standing beside a table, which was covered by a white silk sheet. A single bed covered with an identical sheet sat just in front of the table. Offering his hand to me, the man introduced himself as Walt. As I shook his hand, I heard the door close behind me. Turning to look, I found Kim had left me alone with this stranger.
He held on tightly to my hand while leading me to the bed. "So Dottie, I understand you haven't had an orgasm for a little while."
Shocked at his forwardness, I replied honestly, "Yes sir."
"I also understand that you are a very special girl." He emphasized the word 'special' while gazing into my eyes.
I nodded my head a few times.
"I am going to help you to cum without even touching your penis."
"Uh, if you don't mind, I like to call it my 'clitty'." I sheepishly requested.
"Of course, my apologies" raising a single eyebrow while still smiling "I have discussed your situation at length with both Stacy and Kim. They believe you need some help in achieving an orgasm without touching your...'clitty'. They also believe you could use a little help building confidence in your womanhood. I am here to help you along with that."
I was completely lost, having no idea what was going on. I nodded my head again, knowing that neither Kim nor Stacy would ever let any harm come to me.
"To begin with, I'll need you to disrobe and lay down." He motioned to the bed.
I stood there stupidly as he walked to the table and removed the sheet. My mouth fell open as I saw every variety of dildos, vibrators and sex toys I could imagine, along with quite a few that I couldn't. He busied himself choosing several toys and lubricants, which I am sure, were to be used on me.
After a few moments, I regained my senses and stepped out of my heels. Shimmying out of my dress, I looked around the room for somewhere to put my things; the bed and table were all that were there. I meekly asked him were I should set my clothes.
"Oh, where are my manners?" He stacked up a few toys to clear a space on the table. "Right here would be fine." He patted the table as he spoke. I stood there wearing only my tiny thong and he barely took time to look up at me.
Setting my shoes beneath the table, I draped my dress in the space he had cleared. I hooked my index finger through the straps and slipped the thong down my legs. Holding it on the tip of one finger, I laid it on top of my dress.
"Alright," he said, leading me to the side of the bed as he grabbed several toys and a tube of lubricant, "go ahead and lie down on the bed, Dottie." He still did not even raise his eyes to see my nudity.
I took my place on the bed, my head resting on an oversized fluffy pillow.
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Keywords: Dottie's, Back, 04, Ch.,