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She hissed at that intruding finger in her backdoor, still not used to the feeling at all. It wasn’t painful, just odd; she felt full. That stuffed feeling only became more prevalent as Tommy drove his dick inside her, hips meeting her voluptuous bottom with a loud forceful slap of skin on skin.

She let go of her cheeks, reaching to rub at her love button as ordered. She wasn’t used to the barbell there and every once and a while her fingers would knock against it in just the right way and she’d shiver against him, moaning helplessly. With two large hands on either sides of her hips, Tommy boned her.
 
He boned her deep and hard, drilling her into the floor, his hips working his cock into her, using her curvy body for his pleasure and enjoying every moment. In fact, it wasn’t terribly long before he was pumping his seed deep within her again, raising her bodily off the floor when he did, flooding her cunt before pulling out and leaving her laying in a heap on the floor.

He knelt over her and kissed the side of her head. “That’s a good doll,” he growled at her.

“Now, when you’re ready, I’m gonna need you to put on that little outfit I made for you yesterday,” he said with a smirk, as he stood up. “If you want me to take you shopping, that is.”
 
After so many orgasms Anna didn’t think she had it in her to cum again but she surprised herself as she let loose again from the force of his thrusts. He left her there curled up in a shivering ball on the floor with a cunt full of his thick sperm.

She thought back to the way he’d mutilated her clothing last night and couldn’t imagine herself wearing that in public, but to argue about something so small seemed like an argument not worth having. As uncomfortable as it made her, Anna would probably just suck it up and wear the damned outfit.

She could barely stand from the amount of rigorous exercise he’d just put her through, so her trek down the hall to his bedroom where the outfit still remained discarded on the floor next to his bed felt like a torturous crawl. She selected a matching set of light blue panties and a bra before sighing reproachfully at the makeshift daisy dukes. Pulling them up onto her hips and donning the shirt, she muttered to herself intelligibly, cursing Tommy’s skewed fashion sense under her breath.
 
Tommy smirked to himself as he watched Anna slowly make her way down the hallway to his bedroom. He had really worn her out! And it wasn’t even lunchtime yet! He pondered his shopping plans for her for the rest of the day, and it didn’t take long for a naughty idea to manifest. He stood up and pulled on his bathrobe before heading to join her in the bedroom and get himself dressed.

She was just pulling on the makeshift daisy dukes as he walked in. “Hold it right there,” he said, just as she was about to pull the denim up over her voluptuous ass. “Bend over.”

He rummaged through the drawer where he kept his toys and implements and within a moment produced a small cylindrical object, along with a separate device with a few buttons. He pushed a button, and the vibrator sprang to life. “Perfect,” he said with a smirk, turning to look at her with a devilish look to his eye. He turned off the vibration before handing it to her.

“You’ll be wearing this as well,” he informed her...
 
She looked at him with a flabbergasted expression, mouth falling open even as her fingers wrapped around the bibrator. Not only wearing the damn shorts but now a sex toy in public? Was he out of his mind?

But it might be fun.

Right?

Anna didn’t argue because she was willing to experiment with him, but tasks were growing in intensity and Anna wondered what else he’d ask of her. She was excited to find out but still a little nervous.

Regardless, Anna stepped forward and kissed him sweetly before slipping her hand down into her panties and pushing the remote controlled vibe inside. When she tugged her shorts up and looked up to meet his dark eyes again, Anna found they were flashing in satisfaction and a wicked smirk was crawling over his face.
 
“Good girl,” Tommy said, kissing her again before dropping his bathrobe to quickly get dressed, simple jeans and tee shirt. “You look lovely,” he assured her, and pressed a button on the remote control to give her a gentle little buzz in her pussy for a moment.

The controls on the small device were simple enough. He could press one button to make the vibrator buzz, for as long as he pressed it down. Another button would activate it until it was pressed again to shut it off. There was a circular dial to control the intensity of the vibrations.

“Let’s go,” he said, taking her by the hand and leading her out to his car.
 
Those words did something to her - being called a good girl by Tommy made her rub her thighs together even though she’d had several orgasms not that long ago. It was exciting. She hoped she could continue that trend and keep making him proud of her.

They chatted on the way to the mall but Anna was never able to forget the toy buszzing inside her. Tommy didn’t run it continuously but rather in small pulses when she was least expecting it with one thumb on the button. It was simultaneously the shortest and the longest drive she’d ever had.

She didn’t know if she was relieved when they finally pulled up or not.
 
They got to the mall, Tommy teasing Anna with little playful buzzes all along the way. Her reactions were priceless, as Tommy’s timing was very good, punctuating conversational innuendos and keeping her on the edge of her seat.

And quite wet.

He was quite generous with his money as well, buying her some new outfits and jewelry that were more edgy than her typical wardrobe. He kept her close, his hands on her at all times, sneaking kisses and ass grabs frequently. Tommy knew Adam was loathe to engage in much of any public displays of affection, and he could tell that Anna appreciated and enjoyed the attention.

He made sure to give her a little buzz whenever he noticed other guys checking her out, as well. He buzzed her plenty of other times, also, often when she least expected it, or was in the middle of conversation with a clerk.

After a while, they arrived at Victoria’s Secret, and were greeted by an all too familiar face: Samantha.

“Well hello,” Samantha said to them as they walked in, surprising them both. Tommy smirked and gave Anna a quick buzz. “What can I help you with?”

Tommy gave Anna a wink, a devilish smirk spreading across his face. “I think Miss Anna here needs a proper bra fitting...”
 
Anna was having a great day with Tommy. Despite her initial resistance to dressing like a harlot with a vibrator running inside her in public, Anna had no complaints. Adam didn’t even want to hold her hand in public and Tommy had no such reservations; he touched and stroked and kissed her freely. It really demonstrated how much he enjoyed spending time with her.

By the time they approached Victoria’s Secret, her good favour started to fade once she recognized the familiar face behind the cash register.

Tommy wasn’t bothered and Anna scathingly recalled just how not bothered he was the other night when he fucked Samantha silly for hours. She figured her distress was visible on her face but it didn’t stop Tommy from telling Sam he wanted her to get a new bra fitting completed anyway.

Anna started complaining, saying “no! Tommy, really? I don’t need—”

“Shhhhhh!” Samantha butted in, rounding the counter and putting one finger over Anna’s lips. “You come with me lover. I’ll get you all hooked up in no time. And I promise to find something sexy for Tommy,” she purred, winking, hauling Anna off to the fitting rooms with no further questions. She already had plenty of ideas of lingerie ad underwear that would hug Anna’s plump little body perfectly and make Tommy way to take a bite out of her.

Sam couldn’t wait.
 
Tommy smirked to himself a bit as Samantha took the reins, peeling Anna away and towards the dressing rooms. He found himself a bench to sit on, with the handful of bags of their haul he was already carrying around for her, and got comfortable. He was in no hurry at all. There was no need to rush the ladies, after all. He did, of course, turn up the intensity of the vibrations in Anna’s pussy, and gave her a nice long jolt as she disappeared with Samantha.

Samantha guided Anna through the store, eyeing her up as she went. “I love this outfit on you,” she gushed, her eyes greedily soaking in Anna’s busty form. She was pulling bras and babydolls and corsets and nighties off the racks as they went, holding them up against Anna’s chest playfully and giving her devious smiles.

They arrived back in the changing room. “Okay, top off, let’s see what we’re dealing with here...” Samantha ordered...
 
Anna snorted, muttering “I don’t think you’re very picky,” under her breath low enough that Sam wouldn’t hear her as she dug through various drawers and racks for outfits she thought would suit Anna. Instead, Anna forced herself to smile and her words were dripping with honey but still sarcastic when she spoke loud enough for Sam. “It’s lovely, isn’t it? Just what a dirty slut would wear on an outing with her illicit lover.”

Sam rolled her eyes, tapping her foot expectantly. When Anna didn’t bother to follow directions Sam frowned, voice taking on a former edge. “I said: take. it. off.”

Anna raised an eyebrow but decided to humour the other woman, tugging the tight belly shirt over her head and dropping it carelessly on the the floor of the changing room. She paused with her fingers on the hooks of her bra, smirking teasingly. “This too, boss?”
 
Sam raised an eyebrow and smirked. “Yes, of course, if you want a proper fitting,” she said, eyes gleaming as she took in Anna’s curvy form.

“You actually look like you’ve got a proper fit, really,” Samantha said, stepping behind Anna and turning her to face the floor to ceiling mirror that hung at the back of the dressing room. Samantha’s hands slid up Anna’s sides and she cupped Anna’s breasts, giving them a hearty, firm squeeze.

Her hands slipped away, but only to move to Anna’s back and unfasten the tiny hooks holding her bra together, and Samantha quickly found the tag. “Thirty-six double-dee,” she mused, before her hands slid around along Anna’s skin towards her chest again, this time cupping her fleshy tits beneath the lace fabric of her loosened bra. “I’d say that’s accurate.”
 
Anna watched Samantha grope her tits in the mirror. The other woman wasn’t doing a great job at hiding how self-indulgent her hands on Anna’s large breasts were; this wasn’t just business for Samantha, but Anna had to admit that it did feel good - she wasn’t into women but skilled hands were just that: pleasurable.

“Am I paying extra for this service or do you do free breast exams, now, too?” Anna snarked. “I think I felt a lump the other day so maybe I could use a second opinion before I waste my time booking an appointment with my family practice.”

Sam chortled, smirking widely. This woman mouthing off to her was an entirely different being than the one she’d met a while back at Tommy’s apartment; Anna seemed to have grown leaps and bounds since the last time they’d seen each other and Sam had to admit she liked it. She just wondered if Anna behaved like a pretty little pet with Tommy - she must if she was allowing him to parade her around in that makeshift get-up.

“Oh hunny, only my VIPs get a massage thrown-in,” Sam responded, teeth catching on the small diamond stud in Anna’s left ear and tugging.
 
Samantha nibbled at Anna’s ear momentarily, her hands greedily kneading the soft flesh of her full tits. Anna could feel Sam’s breasts pressing firmly against her back. Samantha’s deft fingers slipped Anna’s bra straps down her shoulders, and the lace garment fell to the floor a moment later. Their eyes caught in the mirror, reminding Anna of what Tommy had done with her earlier in another mirror.

As if on cue with her thoughts, the vibrator in her pussy came to life, and the low buzz was just barely audible to both young women in the close quarters of the changing room.

“What’s that?” Sam asked, though she seemed to already know, as one hand slid down Anna’s belly. Sam had no qualms about grabbing Anna by the pussy, her fingers digging over the tight denim and quickly finding the source of the now intense vibrations. “Nasty girl...” Sam hissed in Anna’s ear.
 
“Fuck,” she breathed, surprised by the way Sam had just literally grabbed her by the pussy. “At least buy a girl dinner first,” she sputtered, snippy remark still bubbling to the surface even as her head tipped back to rest on Sam’s shoulder.

“Tommy’s the nasty one - you fucked him, so I imagine you know all about that.”

“Ohhhhhh,” she moaned; this time, Tommy left the vibrator running at full force but kept surprising her with different short bursts that were all varying in length. Anna never knew what she was going to get.

Samantha laughed. “Hun, trust me. You can’t keep up with a man like that. Plain ol’ vanilla yogurt like you? No... you need to get some spicy flavour or else he’ll chew you up and swallow you whole.”

“Maybe he already has,” Anna admitted. “We’ve done some kinky shit together already and it’s only been a few days. Tommy’s a prick but I’m pretty stubborn. I can handle him.”
 
“Looks to me like he’s been handling you quite nicely,” Sam retorted with a smirk, her lips grazing across Anna’s neck right where Tommy had so recently left his own mark on her. Samantha’s hand got even more aggressive in Anna’s crotch, pushing the pulsating, buzzing vibrator deeper inside.

“And let’s be real... lingerie can only go so far for a man like Tommy,” Samantha mused, releasing Anna from her grip to turn and pick through the various satin and lace garments hanging on the rack beside them.

“Try this one on,” she suggested, handing Anna a dark pink bustier. “I can tell, you’re so madly in love,” Samantha continued. “But really... how far are you willing to go to make him just as obsessed with you, as you are with him?”

Samantha pulled out a slim vaping pen, and took a puff on it, closing her eyes momentarily as she held the vapor in her lungs, only releasing it a bit later. It had a surprisingly floral scent to it, not at all out of place in the lingerie shoppe. Sam held it out to Anna, a peace offering of sorts.
 
Her words rang true. Anna knew she would have to put in some hard work to keep Tommy. As much as he said he loved her... Anna was just plain. There was nothing exciting about her. He’d probably get bored.

And her words also frightened Anna - Sam could see that Anna loved Tommy, but Anna’s boyfriend was not Tommy. What would happen when Adam came home? Would he see the truth written all over her face? As much as she liked what had happened so far, Anna knew she couldn’t let herself fall any deeper into Tommy’s trap lest she not be able to get back out again. She had to put an end to it soon.

With those concerns in mind, Anna didn’t make any excuses or hesitate as she plucked the vape from Sam’s fingers and inhaled.

“What do you know?” She muttered finally.

“You don’t know anything about us.”
 
A sly grin spread over Samantha’s face as she watched the brunette take a deep hit off the potent THC-filled vaporizer, and chuckled at Anna’s defiant words.

“I know Tommy well enough,” Samantha said, fondly recalling the way his dick filled her pussy and the many other things he had done to her in their short time together. She couldn’t help but look forward to future sessions with the man. But she wasn’t so petty as to wish to ill on Anna, or what she had with Tommy.

At the same time, she certainly could have a lot of fun drawing Anna into her own web...

“And I know you’re kinky enough to eat Tommy’s cum out of another woman’s pussy,” Samantha hissed playfully in Anna’s ear. “You know Tommy loved that, too. And I can guarantee he would love to watch you play with other women...”
 
Her green eyes flashed.

“He’s all mine now, so don’t you get any ideas! I don’t have to eat leftovers because I get it straight from the source now,” she interjected, nose wrinkling. “And what we did in the bathroom... forget about it,” Anna blushed, continuing, “that was a once in a lifetime opportunity. I’m not into women!”

Anna had glanced at the pink bustier and rolled her eyes, so she hung that one that one up one the hook on the back of the door and gestured for Samantha to hand her the next in the pile - a bright yellow teddy. Pink wasn’t her colour.

Even as she made her rebuttal and stripped off those shorts, Sam took her opportunity to stroke her fingers over Anna’s dampened crotch, laughing in her ear.

“Hmmm... funny that your dirty little cunt is telling me a different story, babe!”
 
“You might not be, but I can guarantee you that Tommy is,” Sam continued, stepping back for a moment. She was enjoying playfully torturing Anna, but she also knew she had to make the sale to meet her quota, and Sam was well aware that Tommy would drop plenty of money if his girl du’jour liked the way she looked. Sam had been in Anna’s position before, but she wasn’t about to drop that bomb on the girl!

Sam watched as Anna stepped into the yellow teddy and pulled the straps up over her shoulders, adjusting her buxom breasts in the cups as she critically looked at herself in the mirror.

“Mmm, he’s gonna love that. Should we send him a picture?” Samantha asked.
 
“That’s what got me into this mess,” she pouted. “He about we no—”

Before Anna could even finish speaking Sam was sending off the picture she’d snapped. The pout became more pronounced. She wanted to stomp her foot like a child at being ignored but Sam would never take her seriously. Instead, she wiggled calmly out of the bustier (which went into the “keep” pile) and reached for the next piece of lingerie, which was a bold red corset with dark black stockings. It was crotchless.

Tommy would love that one, for sure.

But Anna was more concerned about the pensive look in samantha’s eyes. She seemed to be far away for a second before she returned to the present moment and stroked a hand down Anna’s bare spine. Anna kept a close eye on her for any hint of what she was thinking.

“I don’t think it’s up to you to worry about what Tommy likes, anyway. Tommy loves me and he’s warming his bed with me, not you, so please. Contain yourself. I know that’s hard for you, Samantha.”
 
When Tommy got the picture delivered to his phone (from Samantha, surprisingly), he smirked, saved it, and cranked up the intensity on Anna’s vibrator. He wasn’t even totally sure if she still had it inside her. Well, he was pretty sure it was right where he wanted it, anyway.

The next image turned him on even more. Samantha was proving to be an excellent wing-lady. He saved the image of Anna in the red corset and dark stockings, of course, and eagerly awaited the next picture...

*****

“Oh honey, trust me, I’m not trying to get back in Tommy’s bed. Mine is plenty warm,” Samantha declared. She leaned over a bit, giving Anna a view of her deeply displayed cleavage. “I may not be the best at containing myself,” she smirked, glancing down at her tits, “but I’m not the kind of girl that gets off on fucking up other peoples’ relationships.”

She handed Anna the next outfit, a lacy black babydoll.

“I’m not a threat to you, Anna,” Samantha said, doing her best to reassure the curvy brunette. “I like Tommy because he is good people.” She stepped in closer. “So don’t you hurt him.”
 
Anna’s eyes were fierce when she met Sam’s.

“I’m not planning to,” she remarked, turning away and slipping into the babydoll. “But everybody needs to take a fucking chill pill - hand me that vape,” she demanded. “I’ve got a boyfriend and I can’t deal with so many expectations.”

Sam handed it over and Anna sucked in another puff, chest rising on a long, deep inhale. She coughed just a bit but she ignored that and drew her attention to herself in the mirror, steadfastly ignoring the other woman in the dressing room. Her eyes flitted everywhere but Samantha.
 
Sam raised an eyebrow at Anna’s “boyfriend” declaration, but handed her the vape happily. Sam recalled from the party that things between Tommy and Anna were complicated by the boyfriend, but she had assumed that the boyfriend was in the past. Apparently, Anna was a cheating little slut!

“A chill pill is just what we all need,” Sam agreed, taking the vape pen back and letting Anna admire herself in the babydoll. “That outfit looks so good on you, Anna,” Sam said, giving her a light kiss on the cheek as she snapped a mirror selfie of the two of them to send to Tommy.

“Tommy’s gonna love it,” Samantha said, sending the image off to Tommy. “Can I bag these up for you? Or would you like to try some more on? Maybe have another puff?” Sam suggested with a wry grin. “You know, you and Tommy should come out for dinner with me and my... partner tonight.”
 
Anna took another puff for good measure.

Somehow, after her cathartic confession her body was starting to relax and Anna didn’t feel so cornered by Sam anymore; she wasn’t feeling like she had to defend herself.

Her eyes narrowed speculatively at the little pen Sam tucked into a pocket over her breast, but Anna said nothing about her suspicions.

She gathered up the two outfits she’d chosen and started to exit the dressing room but paused with one hand on the door handle.

“If you want to spend time with him, ask him. As for me... I don’t exactly fit in so I think I’ll pass,” she said before she was gone.
 
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