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Chapter 17 by Brickhouse Brickhouse

What is Krystal's 'idea' and does she go for it?

No, she can handle it.

Shaking her idea out of her head, best leaving it for an alternative timeline perhaps, Krystal finished cleaning her bike seat up. Poor Lucy having been subject to the forshadowing of several orgasms today, Krystal made a note to treat her to something real nice one of these days.

One of these days that she wasn't naked perhaps. She'd had her focus firmly on her bike for the past few minutes, almost long enough for her to have lost her current situation. Krystal took a look around, ran her hands along her body, gave her bare toes a wiggle on that rough street and bit her lip. Yeah, she was still naked in public, certainly not new information to Krystal, but it still amazed her more than a little...it aroused her even more than that.

But she was getting used to it, she could manage the urges, mostly, just as long as she doesn't get too horny. And that was easier said than done, especially when she knew so many people who could tease her. Speaking of which...

A quick check of her phone showed Krystal she'd gotten texted by none other than Allison, that was...rather fast, shouldn't she be in work? Reading the text over Krystal blushed ever so lightly. It was her address.

"Um, this is forward isn't it?" Krystal texted back, before making sure to save the address to her notes, she had a feeling she'd be wanting to visit sometime in the near future.

As she mounted up she received a reply "Says the woman walking around totally nude and asking to get called a slut" That sent a shiver of excitement down Krystal's spine, she'd just cleaned her seat too. "Besides, this doesn't have to be tonight, but I figured we could have a bit of fun together sometime"

Fun, oh she wondered exactly what brand of fun they would have, yet another shiver at that mental image "That sounds lov-" She stopped herself, lovely? No she wasn't texting her prom date "That sounds gre-" Krystal stopped herself again, thinking it over a little longer, great sounded a bit formal, kind of "I can't wai-" No no that's too eager. She grumbled to herself as she sat on her parked bike, over thinking a simple text reply in the buff...considering another two answers before stopping on one, one that was ****, reeked of arousal and humiliation, dripped with submission.

For Krystal it was perfect "Please let me be your slut again Mistress Allison" she even took a body selfie to send over with it, my my she was a naughty girl she thought. She didn't wait to see the reply though, she didn't want to work herself up any more, she had another delivery to get to. And so, slipping her phone into her belt and pulling her helmet on, she headed off down the street, wondering what exactly this next site had in store for her.

How does this next delivery start out?

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