The weekend arrives (Chapter 7)

Chapter 7: A Slut's Night Out

Throughout the rest of the week you had Tracy continue her workouts every second day, and on the other days she invited some men over to fuck her after work, which you were gladly able to join in on when you arrived home from work. Her ass had been quite sore throughout the week thanks to the intense stretching it had been enduring during her workouts as well as being well used throughout her fucking sessions with strangers from the dating apps. However, Tracy had endured it without much complaint and was slowly growing to love the feeling of squatting up and down on the thick dildo which was occupying her tight fuckhole.

Eventually, Friday night came around and it was time to pick out Tracy's outfit for your trip to a bar that evening. The two of you were in your bedroom and Tracy was in her closet trying to put together the sluttiest outfit she could come up with, excluding going completely nude or in lingerie that is. After a short while of waiting Tracy opens the door to reveal what she's decided on.

Tracy was wearing an extremely short leather skirt that you were sure would show off her entire ass and pussy if she were to bend over. Her top was red and exposed most of her tits due to the thin strings holding together the region that covered the middle of her chest. She also had on a pair of fuck-me thigh high boots which whilst they didn't show off a lot of skin, certainly did make her look like a slut. The heels on them also adjusted her posture so she was showing off the curve of her ass and almost made it so the skirt rode up to reveal her pussy. She also had on some nice make-up and jewellery, such as some hoop earrings, which made her look a bit more fancy. She also has on a black leather choker held together by a metal ring at the front of her neck. She looked like your average club slut.

"Wow, you look amazing."

Tracy smiles and does a little twirl, peering over her shoulder to take a look at her own ass in that tight skirt. "Thank you sir. I hope I haven't disappointed you."

"Not at all, I told you to dress like a slut and you've most certainly done so. The only thing you're missing is a small purse."

Tracy looks at you with a confused expression on your face. "What's the purse for sir?"

You grab a bag you were hiding behind the bed and empty out it's contents onto the bed. "It's to store these."

Emptied out onto your bed are dozens of condoms, each removed from the box but kept in their wrappers.

"Oh I see, I suppose that makes sense seeing as I'll be hooking up with a bunch of strangers, even though I'm on the pill."

"Exactly, I want you to offer one to each of the men you fuck, but of course if they refuse, there's nothing you can do about it since you'll always do as a man tells you."

Tracy's face goes a bit flush at the thought of this and she nods in approval. She grabs a small purse and stuffs as many of the condoms into it as possible. With that the two of you are ready to go and head to the door.