Kaylee Gives Over 24 Hours

[ShawnC]

I have asked Kaylee to let you know about this fantasy she has been having. She doesn't want to post it so I am doing it for her. You may notice some undertones from other getdare writers that have turned her mind more dirty. I hope the other writers take this as a complement.

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Despite the fact that I'd always considered myself to be a sexual being I have never really considered myself to be all that sexual looking. I always played the innocent girl, from a young age when I discovered porn and then masturbating.

Yet I was never that out-going or spectacular enough to go beyond exploring my sexual side with anyone but myself. I never really found myself all that pretty either; 5' 5", with shoulder length red hair and hazel eyes. My chest left much to be desired at a 36B.

As I got older I found myself looking more into the kinky side of porn; pee play was on of the first I came across but never tried until last year. Then came the BDSM stuff and it was turning me on more than ever.

I soon wanted to try some of the stuff out, but being alone made that difficult. So I looked online for some tutorials or something on how to self-spank or try out sub behaviour. That's when I came across getDare.

I signed up and talked to a few people, took and completed dares and then I met Master Shawn. We played online for a while and he helped me explore my inner slut. And I enjoyed it. Yet we hit a snag a few times as I was still a virgin. Inexperienced if you will.

Soon I felt comfortable and we got to talking about me becoming a real slut. And so after much deliberation, and talking we decided to do it.

Our first meeting is where this story begins.

[PoohBear2014]

write more please

[ShawnC]

Chapter 1 – The Before

I had been nervous all day. Nervous to the point that I thought I may be sick. But still, there I sat at the small table for two, waiting. I had only been there for five minutes and I was early but still I checked my watch every minute, fiddling with the hem of my black spotted day dress and chewing on my bottom lip.
I had thought about leaving. I could just walk up and go, I had time. But the desire within me to stay was too much; I wanted it too badly. I played with my red hair, re-clasping the pink flower clip every so often with shaking hands.

Only two more minutes until He arrived. My mind had been wandering to the thought of this moment all week. I had been excited since he had asked to meet up. That sexual desire within me had risen and I had been imagining the moment since then. We had played a little online. He gave me tasks to do and I reported back. He would tell me what I had to where and treat me like the slut I so desperately wanted to be. But now we were moving onto the next step; face-to-face control. If I was honest I didn’t know what to expect. I just knew that I was finally going to become the slut I wanted to be.

I heard the door to coffee shop open and my head shot up. The man scanned the room and I sat up and little, until his gaze finally met me. He slowly walked over, a smile on his face and I knew straight away that this was him. I took in his six foot tall, well-toned frame, his dark brown eyes not moving from mine. I smiled back and stood as he approached.

“Kaylee?” he asked in a smooth tone.

“Shawn?” I asked, nodding in reply to his question.

He smiled and extended his hand for me to shake.
I smiled back as I took his hand, a sudden heat rising up my body at his touch.

“It’s nice to finally meet you I said,” I spoke.

“And it’s very nice to finally meet you,” he said, scanning me up and down, before pulling me gently towards him and whispering in my ear, “my little slut.”

I could feel my pussy begin to get wet and my cheeks were getting hot as he pulled away and sat down. I followed suit, bowing my head a little and brushing my hair behind my ear.

“I’m glad to see you met my requests. The hair clip, the dress. What about the panties?” he asked, a smirk growing on his face.

I tried not to blush again, but a smirk was always a turn on for me. I opened my legs slightly, and Shawn leaned back, his eyes finding that area between my legs. I had chosen a table in the far back corner, but if anyone were to look now, they would most definitely see what was going on. This excited more, and I could feel my pussy pulse.

As I turned to look at Shawn, that smirk still on his face, I closed my legs.

“And is that a wet spot I see too?” he asked.

I smiled a little and nodded, touching my hair again.

“I must say, I was very happy when you agreed to meet up. I enjoy our play online, but there is always something more when it is happening in real life.”

“I was very glad too,” I replied.

“But I must say, before we begin,” he cleared his throat, “This will be a full twenty-four hour thing. Full control. I will of course, allow a safe word and respect your limits. But if you want to back out, now is the time to do so.” He looked serious.

I looked up at him and nodded, “I’m sure.”

He smiled and took out his phone.

“Very well. We will not begin until tomorrow morning at eight o’clock when you will wake up. However, I would like you to call me either Sir or Master from this point forward.”

“Yes Sir,” I replied.

“And to show that you are serious about this, I would like you to take off those panties and hand them to me,” he smirked again.

I swallowed hard, and hesitantly, ran my hands up to the waistband of the panties and began to shimmy them down. I kept my eyes on the rest of the people in the shop, but they all seemed to be in their own little world. The adrenaline pumped through me as I slid them off my ankles and balled them up in my hand. I could feel how wet they were.

I handed my panties to Shawn and he smiled at me.
“My my, they are wet little slut,” he said quietly,
before putting them in his pocket.

I blushed again, my pussy getting wetter and a jolt of adrenaline rushing through me.

“Now, give me your phone and I shall put my number in. Every instruction will come through here. And I want the time stamp on so I know when you’ve read it. Understand?”

“Yes Sir,” I said, unlocking my phone and handing it to him.

He typed, and then slid it back to me.

He had put the contact name in as ‘Master’ and I smirked at that.

“You are down in mine as ‘Slut’,” he said, showing me his phone.

“Twenty-four hour control. What you where, what you eat, how to pee, where you go and what I want you to do. When you can touch yourself. When you can orgasm. This is it, and will expect full co-operation. And pictures if requested. I’ve seen nearly everything now,” he finished with a smirk.

I nodded, “Yes Sir.”

“Good. Now, the final thing. Pick a safe word. To be used at any time when you think the lines are being crossed.”

I sat there for a moment trying to think of something, “Red. Is red OK?”

He nodded.

“You will receive the first text at 8:15 am, so I expect you to be awake.” His tone was firm.

“Yes Sir,” I replied.

“Until then my dear sweet slut,” he said as he rose from his chair.

I watched as he left the coffee shop and I slouched in my seat feeling the wetness between my legs. I could feel my pussy begging for attention and quickly put my jacket on and exited the shop to return home.

Tomorrow the fun began.
 

[ShawnC]

Chapter 2 – The Beginning

I groaned as I heard the alarm on my phone at 8am. I rolled over and turned it off, lying there for about five minutes. Eventually I sat up and browsed the internet online until I saw the text from ‘Master’ pop up on my phone. I clicked on it in excitement and began to read.

Good morning Kaylee, my little slut.
I hope you slept well. In about twenty minutes a package should arrive for you. I want you to have breakfast first, cereal preferably, and then open the package when it arrives. I want you to follow the instructions on the card.
Until your next instruction,
Master Shawn.

My interest had been sparked and I quickly threw my purple robe on over my pyjama shorts and vest and headed to the kitchen. I poured myself a bowl of cereal and some fruit juice and sat on the sofa to eat. I ate slowly, watching the news before I heard a knock at the door.
I opened it up to see a man standing with a large white box.

“Special delivery,” he said, motioning for me to sign the electronic pad.

I quickly scrawled my signature on it and took the box from him. I smiled as he retrieved his electronic pad and left.

The door swung shut behind me and I quickly opened the box.

A purple card with ‘To my little slut’ written on it in silver ink lay on top of silver tissue paper. I opened it up and read what was inside.

This is what you will be wearing today. I took a note of your measurements from when we have talked before so everything should be the right size. I want a picture of just the underwear and of the full outfit as soon as you are dressed.
But first, you must shower and make yourself look pretty. DO NOT look at the clothes until you have showered.

I want you to take a long shower. Lather up every inch of your body and caress every area. I want you to pay close attention to your pussy, ass and breasts. I want every area to be smooth as well and for your hair to be freshly washed. Make sure you pee in here as well.
I want your hair to be up in some way. You can choose which style you want but it has to be up. As for make-up, keep it simple, but I want red lips.
You will receive your next instructions after you have sent me those images.
Until then, my little slut,

Master Shawn.

I smiled as I read the card, placing it back in the box and heading for the shower. It was around quarter to nine when I entered the shower. I turned on the hot water, allowing it to slip down my body. I really had to go so I squatted down and let the warm liquid gush from me. I watched as it travelled down the plug hole and quickly set about lathering myself up.

I started by shampooing my hair, massaging my skull as I did. I rinsed it off and then did the same with the conditioner. With the shower gel, I started at my neck and made my way down my body. I washed my breasts thoroughly, then moved down to my stomach and ass, then onto my pussy. I wasn’t too hairy but I wasn’t smooth either, so I took my razor and tidied myself up.

I enjoyed the hot water for a few minutes later before turning it off and drying myself. I threw my robe on and dried and straightened my hair, before putting it up in a messy bun, with strands of hair framing my face. I put some light make-up on, highlighting my eyes and making my lips ruby red. I moved over to the box and unwrapped the tissue paper. On top was the underwear; red lace crotch less panties and a matching bra. I put them on and snapped a picture in my full length mirror before sending it. I then unwrapped another layer of tissue paper to find a tight purple dress. I slipped it on, the straps barely covering the red bra straps. It hugged me in at the waist and finished a couple of inches above me knee. The fabric was stretcher than I thought but it still clung to my body. There was also a silver bracelet with a heart charm which had ‘SC’ etched into it. I put that on and took out the low black heels. There was also a small black crossover bag which had a brand new bullet vibrator in it. I smiled as I looked at it. The last thing was a leather jacket which fit perfectly. I took my full outfit photo and sent it.

It was almost ten by the time I was ready. Then I received my next instructions;

Very nice my little slut. Very nice. Now that jacket is only to be worn outside if it is too cold.
Your next task is to go for a little walk. To the park or somewhere similar. I want you to but that nice new bullet in your pussy before you leave. You are not allowed to cum until you reach the park and you can only leave once you have cum. Let me know when you have cum for your next task.

Master Shawn.

I flushed slightly as I read, thinking about cumming in plain sight of everyone. But I grabbed the jacket and bag, filling it with the essentials and take out the bullet. I the put it into my pussy which had become quite wet from reading the instructions and thinking about what the day would bring.
I clicked it on and felt the vibrations start within me. It was silent which was a plus, but the thought of having it in until I came in public was scary.

I headed out of the house and down the path, turning right to go towards the park. The vibrations within me were heightened by my walking and it took everything within me not squirm or stop until I reached the park.

[iceman713]

very nice story sir. i look forward to the next installments

Keep up the good work

[ShawnC]

Chapter 3 – Out And About

As I walked to the park I was conscious of the passers-by. I caught some guys of varying ages staring at me. The bra had given me a very generous bust and cleavage which I wasn’t used to, and the dress seemed to do wonders for my figure. The ogling was a little off putting though and all I could think was ‘Do they know about the bullet?'

The park was only about ten minutes from where I lived, but I could feel myself leaking down my thighs. I began to walk quicker, the heels clicking on the pavement. I eventually reached the park and headed for the first empty bench I saw. I sat down and parted my legs slightly, leaning back and allowing the bullet to do its work. There were a few joggers and dog walkers around. None of them were looking my way that I could see. I could feel the orgasm begin to travel through me, the adrenaline as I came to terms with the fact that I was outside, about to cum. I gripped onto the bench, as I pushed it out of me, feeling the bullet slip down as well. I bit onto my lip, but still a scream escaped and a man with a Labrador looked my way. I gave him an awkward smile, my breathing heavy. He looked concerned and I simply sat there trying to look normal. But I could feel the heat in my cheeks and my chest moving up and down.

The man began to walk my way and I started to panic. What if he saw something? What if he could smell me?

“Are you alright?” he asked, looking concerned.

“Yes, yes I’m fine. It was just, a pesky wasp. I’m allergic so I panicked. All good now,” I replied rather frantically.

“Are you sure?” he asked.

“Yes, fine. I’ll be fine, thank you.”

He smiled at me and was tugged away by his dog.

I let out a sigh of relief as I watched him walk away. I then quickly brought my phone out and text ‘Complete, Sir’ awaiting my next instruction. Although I was told that I could leave after I came, I felt I should wait for further instructions before I went anywhere. I could feel the liquid seeping out of my crotchless panties. I was sure there must be a stain, so I stayed sitting until I was told what to do.

A full five minutes went by before I received another text.

Excellent little slut. And all without touching. I’m sure that those panties haven’t kept anything in. And that lovely dress will most likely be ruined. How about you go get something new, huh? A dress still. Same length, but style and colour are up to you.

You can find a credit card in the back pocket of the handbag. Pin number 7588.
Pick out a few dresses to try on. Send me a picture of each once you’ve picked them (four should do) and await your next instruction. You can also take the bullet out and place it in the bag when you get the chance. You may also clean yourself with the panties but don’t put them back on after they are off.

Master Shawn.

After I finished reading I cautiously stood up and felt the back of my dress, and looked at the front. I could feel stickiness on the back and gasped. I quickly tied the jacket around the waist and headed towards the mall.

I decided to head for my favourite shop and browsed the dresses quickly. It was around twelve by the time I had entered the shop and I could feel myself dripping down my legs. The bullet was still vibrating within me but I did not have permission to cum again, so I picked up four dresses and two nice tops.

I smiled at the woman attendant, who gave me a number and let me into the changing room. It was pretty quiet, with only two cubicles filled. I picked the one furthest away from the door and shut it quickly.

As soon as I clicked the door shut I removed the bullet and clicked it off, placing it into the bag. I unzipped the back pocket to find the credit card, and then removed my panties to clean myself up.

It was finally time to try on the dresses. The first was a teal skater dress, which flared out at the bottom. It had no sleeves and covered the bra perfectly. I snapped a picture and sent it. The next one was a little shorter than my original purple dress. It was floaty lilac material with cream butterflies on it. The neckline was scoop neck and also had no sleeves. I snapped a picture in that and sent it. The third dress was emerald green and went very well with my hair and skin tone. Again, it was very floaty material, although the length and style was similar to the purple one I had come in with. The last one was a black one shoulder thing. It was shorter than the others, with a full length waterfall sleeve on one side. It also came with a belt which cinched in at the waist.

After I sent the last picture I stood waiting. It was half past twelve by the time I received the next text;

The green one.

I put the others back on the hangers neatly and into a pile.

Now, you will need to go and buy it, but say that you would like to wear it out. Take the other dress with you but leave the panties. Hide them if you must.
I’m guessing you will be getting very hungry soon. Find somewhere to eat and send me a picture of lunch. Make sure you get the biggest drink you can. If you must pee, pee before you get lunch. I want you to watch yourself pee so stand up and tilt yourself forward, with your skirt pulled up high.
Take money out of the ATM with the card if you need to.

Master Shawn.

I got nervous, thinking about leaving my cum soaked panties in the dressing room. I quickly pulled the purple dress back on tied the jacket around my waist again. I gathered up the dresses and my bag. There was a small stool in the corner which was partially in darkness. I decided to leave the panties there are unlocked the cubicle door.

“Did you find everything okay?” the changing room attendant asked.

“Yes fine. Just this one,” I said, handing her the three dresses and hanging on to the green one.

She smiled and took them from me as well as the number.

“I was wondering if I could wear it out of the store actually?” I said, hearing the nervous tone in my voice.

“Sure,” she said smiling, “I’ll just take you to the checkout just now.”

“Thank you,” I said, following her to the checkout.
She rung up the dress, “That’ll be £20 today thanks,” she said.

I slotted the credit card into the card machine and then typed in the pin 7588.

“Thank you,” she said and I took the card out, placing it back into my purse.

“Shall I just cut the tags off?” the woman said, still smiling.

“Please,” I nodded.

She cut the tags off, and handed the dress to me.

“Would you like a bag for the dress you’re wearing?” she asked.

“Oh um, yes,” I replied, not having thought of that.
She handed me the plastic bag and told me to just go right in.

I quickly changed, bundling the purple dress into the bag.

I left the store, smiling at the woman who had helped me and headed for the toilets.

I didn’t realise how much I needed to go, until I entered the cubicle. The lock was a bit faulty but I didn’t care. I pulled up my skirt, stood over the toilet and bent down to watch. I had needed really badly and was thankful for the release.

After I washed my hands, I touched up my make-up and hair, reapplying the lipstick and tucking away stray hairs from my bun.

My stomach rumbled as I exited the toilets and I headed along to the escalators which took you up to the large café.