Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. ï>¿Anna -(TM)s Descent into Nudity by SpottedDick Anna explores exhibitionism, nudity and submission. What can I tell you about myself? I guess it depends on what you want to know! But I suppose the fact you're here reading this means you want the juicy stuff. I'm Anna and I'm 22 years old. I live in the UK. I'm single. Lucky you. Although you probably wouldn't be able to handle me. I've only ever found one person who can, and he's the subject of this tale. Although he was never going to be long term partner material. It was a symbiotic relationship. We both got our thrills and then moved on. I'm getting ahead of myself. A lot. Sorry. Back to me! I'm average height with straight blonde hair. I've got blue/grey eyes, and everyone says I have a nice smile, particularly when I smile with my eyes! I've no idea how people notice though because everyone always seems to be fixated on my chest. My boobs are my best asset. They're not massive, but they are large. They're perky too and topped with pink nipples that are larger than average when cold or when I'm horny. I keep myself in shape in the gym and doing yoga. I also watch what I eat. Not religiously, but I'm careful. I like to keep fat to a minimum. And I guess being in good shape accentuates the curves of my chest too. I've never worn a bra. Well, except for occasionally wearing a sports bra. But to be honest, even that only happens when I'm going to be really vigorous. Two reasons: I hate the restriction of the tight fabric, and I also love the feelings I get when people notice my braless state. The best bit is that I usually get horny which makes my nipples erect, and that in turn helps to confirm what's going on. And then I get wet and tingly downstairs. Oh, and that's where another of my quirks comes into play. I rarely wear knickers too. So, when I get wet down there it often starts to trickle gently down my inside leg. So naughty and so sexy. I love feeling the cold air caressing my intimate areas. And the juices improve the feeling too. All in all, I end up horny as fuck. I like to keep myself like that for as long as I can. It greatly helps the pleasure when I finally do something about it. I love sex. I'll get it wherever I can. But I'm not faithful. I've been known to have more than one partner in the same night. It's amazing how easy it is to get laid when you're relaxed about it. Particularly as a woman. There's always some bastard willing to fuck you. I love the power it makes me feel allowing someone to think they're in control of me. They aren't. In general sex is with a man, but I don't draw the line. If I want another woman, I'll have her. There are certain benefits to fucking women. The clean-up is a lot easier for starters. And she knows exactly what makes me shudder with pleasure. I'm getting carried away again. Did you imagine me start rubbing my pussy? Yep! I'm wet just thinking about this. I'll try and control myself, but I may just have to finish myself off. I'd let you watch if you were here with me. Yes, I'm a slut. I'm proud of it too. I haven't always been this way though, and that's where we'll probably start this story. The slut has always been there and dormant, but it needed someone to wake her up. That's where Maximus comes in. Maximus isn't his real name of course, it's more a descriptor. For his dick. More on that later, I'm sure. It all started a year or so ago. I had just finished my dinner when I heard something being pushed through my letterbox. I collected a blank envelope from the doormat and set down on the sofa to open it. It was probably just marketing junk, although it shouldn't be. I had a notice on the door saying I didn't want that crap. It was a good quality envelope though. Inside was a single sheet of high-quality paper with a hand written note. It was good handwriting too. Quite masculine. I read the note over a few times, stunned. And then I noticed a faint tingle between my legs. And I knew I would do what the note asked. You probably want to know what the note said. Good thing I kept it! You want this. I know you do. You probably don't. Not yet. But you will. I am taking control. Stand topless in your bedroom window at 10pm. Hands by your sides. Stay for 10 minutes. Do not cover yourself. Maximus. I was stunned. I was confused. I was intrigued. And ultimately, I was mildly turned on. Who was this person? What was it that they knew I wanted? How could they be so forward as to ask me to stand half naked in my window? I already knew I would do it. Don't ask me how I knew. I just did. The question is what to wear on my bottom half. Should I just wear a skirt? Or should I wear a dress and just slip my arms out of the straps? Give the opportunity to cover up in an emergency. My bedroom window was at the back of the house. How did the author know this? At least it would minimise the amount of people who might randomly see me. Was that a good thing? Was that intended? I couldn't decide. I checked my watch. 9pm. 1 hour to wait. I busied myself tidying the house. Anything to take my mind off the excitement. But the dampness between my legs was a consistent reminder. Nevertheless, the time went quickly and with about 10 minutes to go I went upstairs to my bedroom and pulled a pleated skirt out of my drawer. Nothing fancy, but it was a skirt I often wore with a crop top as it enhanced the look of my abs nicely. I slipped the skirt on and took off my top. I don't know why, but I also put on some heels. I gently rubbed my nipples as they quickly stood to attention in the cooler air. I checked myself in the mirror. I looked hot. I nervously stepped to the window and pulled the curtains back. It was bang on 10pm. I stood there with my hands by my side as requested. I asked my Alexa speaker to time 10 minutes. I very quickly started to enjoy myself. I actually wanted people to look at the window and see me there. I wanted people to want me. I wanted people to enjoy my tits. I smiled to myself, and very quickly I noticed an inordinate amount of pleasure coursing through me. A trickle of juices started slowly down my inner thigh. I considered taking off my skirt too. But I didn't want Maximus to be annoyed. So I didn't. All too soon the 10 minutes were up. I slowly closed the curtains and slipped my top back on. Then I went back downstairs and found another envelope on the doormat. Clever of Maximus to make me stand at the back of the house so I wouldn't see him at the front. I ripped it open in excitement. The note was longer this time, but still in the same handwritten style. I told you you wanted it. I bet you got wet. Did you think about getting totally naked? You probably did. I would have approved. Slut. I am in control. You will do what I say or more. To the letter. Write your mobile number and email on the envelope and leave under the plant pot outside the door. Shave your pussy completely. Have as many orgasms as you want. From tomorrow you cum only when I allow it. Night night slut. Maximus. I grabbed a pen and scribbled the information he'd asked for onto the envelope and quickly placed it under the plant pot outside. Then I ran upstairs as quickly as I could, stripping off my clothes as I went. I already kept my pussy hair trimmed and well groomed, so it wasn't a difficult job shaving it completely. I didn't tend to keep it shaved because of the amount of maintenance needed to keep it smooth. I guess that had just changed. That job done, I reached into my bedside drawer and pulled out all my toys and pleasured myself for a good hour before I was utterly exhausted. I fell asleep instantly. The next day was Saturday, and I was awoken at 9am sharp by my phone pinging me. The number was withheld, but there was no doubt it was Maximus. ***Well done yesterday my slut. I'm proud of you for realising what you want. Today you're to go shopping. Wear a blouse with the top 3 buttons undone, and a loose short skirt. No stockings. No underwear obviously. That's a given. Always. Wear some nice heels too. Buy revealing tops and the shortest skirts you can find. Maybe some skimpy dresses too. Also buy some tops that are semi-transparent, the thinnest yoga pants you can find, and a buttplug. Maximus.*** I didn't need much persuading to go shopping, so this was a perfect way to start the weekend. And I was thrilled by the shopping list. I went downstairs naked to grab some breakfast of coffee and cereal. I ate quickly and then rushed upstairs again to pop on the clothes that I needed. I couldn't wait to get to the shops. I selected the skirt I'd worn last night and a nice light blouse that showed off my nipples through the fabric. I toyed with the idea of taking the bus, but then remembered that I needed to get a buttplug and the best place I knew of for that was a bit out of town. So I grabbed my car keys and drove to the sex shop. The selection of toys was overwhelming, so I busied myself with the clothing section first. They had some really slutty skirts and I remembered Maximus wanted me to get some really short ones. I selected the shortest skirts in my size and added them to the basket. As I was making my way to the changing room, I noticed some tiny negligees and remembered the need to get skimpy dresses. I decided to take a couple of small satin numbers to see if they could pass as dresses. I also picked up a blouse that was basically just thing gauze with buttons. Almost entirely transparent. I flushed a little thinking about what I was putting in my basket. This was exciting. I went to the changing room at the back of the store to see what things looked like. The blouse was perfect. It was loose so didn't compress my tits, and you could see absolutely everything through it. That went in the 'keep' pile. Then on to the skirts. They were really cute, and definitely fit the 'short' requirement. The longest one just covered my pussy at the front, but you could see the base of my buttcheeks at the back. There was another that was marginally shorter but still just about manageable, but the third one was scandalous. No matter how far I pushed it down my waist it wouldn't cover anything. My pussy was fully exposed, and it barely covered half my backside. I considered rejecting it, but Maximus had clearly said I was to get the shortest skirts I can find. This was perfect. The first negligee I tried was too tight. It made everything bulge in funny ways. So that went on the reject pile. The second was amazing though. Satin is so smooth. It was a halter neck design, so the front was basically just a tiny drape of fabric with a low scooped neckline. The fabric barely covered my nipples and when I moved around you could see my boobs wobbling everywhere. The skirt section was really short and hardly covered anything either. The back was attached to the neck with a fine gold chain, so it didn't sag too much. I loved this and decided to take it even though I'd be practically naked wearing it. With the clothing options sorted it was time to tackle the buttplug. I'd never done anal at this point and the thought of putting something in there made me nervous. But plenty of people did. I just needed to know where to start. In the end I asked the shop assistant for help, and she was brilliant. I chose a simple plug with sparkles in the handle and a tube of lube. I tossed those purchases into the boot of the car and headed to the big shopping centre for the rest of the things I needed. Thin, cheap yoga pants were easy. There was a horrible discount sportswear shop next to the car parking area. I picked a couple of pairs to try. One was a sort of mottled grey, the other was white. I tried the white ones on first and knew immediately they were the ones. By this point I was already damp and as soon as the wetness from my pussy seeped into the material, they became semi-transparent. When I stretched you could make out more than just the shape of my labia. I had no idea what Maximus had in mind, but this seemed to fit the meta perfectly. I spent the next happy hour or so going round clothes shops looking for tops I might have considered to be scandalous in the past. I was quite surprised how many choices there were, ranging from the revealing to the transparent and even to the 'why even bother wearing anything' categories! I also found some tiny summer dresses that were clearly meant to be worn over vest tops and leggings. The straps would fall down easily, and they were super short. Even the slightest breeze would make them waft up exposing the goodies beneath. By now I was soaked with anticipation and having a really good time. Then my phone pinged. ***I hope you're having fun. We're only just getting started but I can see you're enjoying it. Yes, I'm watching. Find a shoe shop. Have your feet measured. Try shoes. Let the assistant see up your skirt easily. Let them do what they want. Maximus.*** I probably should have guessed Maximus would follow and watch, but I'd almost forgotten about him in the enjoyment of imagining wearing the clothes and so on. I wasn't scared. For some reason I trusted him. But at the same time, it was creepy despite the thrill. Finding a shoe shop wasn't difficult. But finding the right one wasn't so easy. A lot of them were pretty much self-service these days but it sounded like I needed a more traditional one. I eventually found just the right place. It was quite high end and had some really nice shoes for sale. It was quiet, and I could see they still did old-fashioned fittings. There were a few staff on the shop floor, both male and female. Mostly young. I went in and started browsing the heels. They were gorgeous and well out of my price range. After a few minutes a female shop assistant asked me if I needed any help. She was really pretty. Probably about 18 or 19, stick thin, with straight black hair and brown eyes. I explained I needed to have my feet measured and wanted to try some shoes, so she ushered me to a seat and went off to find the measuring device. The seat was nice and low which would make keeping my dignity hard if I wanted to keep it, but I made sure to let my skirt flap up at the back as I sat down so that my naked bum was on the material. This in turn made the front of the skirt ride up a little. I knew that my shapely, naked legs were now almost entirely on display. I leant over and slipped off my shoes. The assistant was back in a flash and kneeled down in front of me, placing the measurer on the floor. I put my right foot onto it and relaxed, allowing my legs to part quite considerably. My naked pussy was right in front of her face. It would have looked glorious, and probably glistening with my juices. It took her a moment or two to realise, but when she did the look on her face was priceless. She was instantly flustered and her skin started turning a deep pink starting from the base of her neck and working up. Her eyes were fixated on my crotch and I could see her breathing was getting shallow. It was probably only a few seconds, but it felt like an eternity that she stared. Then suddenly she snapped back to attention and got on with measuring my feet. I made sure to keep myself fully open to her gaze for the whole procedure and I could see her taking longer and longer glances. As an aside, I definitely don't consider myself to be bisexual. Not even now. Definitely not then. But for some reason it didn't matter who was looking at me. It made me horny just having anyone looking. The whole idea of my most intimate parts being exposed for anyone to see and enjoy was thrilling. I definitely prefer sex with men, but I'll fuck anyone if I think it would be enjoyable. The measuring done, Sandy (as her name tag informed me) asked me if there's anything specific I wanted to try on. I said there wasn't but that maybe she could pull out some shoes she thought would suit me. She liked that idea and got up to go to the stock room. I didn't change my posture. I left myself open for anyone in the shop to see. My phone pinged. ***Great job slut. You are getting the hang of this nicely! Whilst you're alone, undo all the buttons on your blouse except 1. You choose which. Maximus.*** My heart fluttered. I quickly undid the buttons as requested, leaving just the one in line with the base of my boobs done up. The material gaped open revealing plenty of cleavage as well as my toned stomach. There were a couple of customers in the store and I could see them doing double takes at my exposure. I let them look. Of course I did. Before long Sandy was back with a stack of boxes. She placed them down. Then she saw the change in my attire and she smiled at me. "I'm sorry Madam, but is this some sort of prank," she asked. "No, Sandy, not at all. I'm just here to enjoy myself," I replied and smiled back. Sandy nodded as if that was perfectly normal and started unpacking the shoes. She had great taste. We started trying on the shoes with Sandy placing them on my feet for me. The touch of her hand on my naked skin was electric. With each pair I had to get up and walk around to try them. Sandy watched me intently as I did. With each pair her hands travelled a little bit further up my legs too. And she constantly stared at my pussy. After all the shoes were tested she asked me to choose which my favourites were. It wasn't hard. They were the first ones I tried. They were gorgeous. Sandy placed them back on my feet. By now her hands were lightly brushing over my knees as she fitted them and her face was the closest it had been to my crotch. I could almost feel her breath. Then she told me she needed to get her manager's approval that the fitting was accurate which I gladly agreed to. Sandy got up and went over to a guy who was probably about 30 and spoke quietly to him. I couldn't hear what they discussed, but the man glanced over at me a couple of times. Then he walked over to me with Sandy in tow. "Madam," he said calmly, "do you mind if we conduct the approval process in the back room?" Maximus had told me to do what they asked, so I smiled and agreed. I still had the shoes on so I stood up and bent over to pick up my own shoes which would have given anyone looking a nice view between my boobs as they hung down. I love how my breasts look when they hang by the way. They look full and heavy, but there's a definite gap between them. Tony, the manager, led the way with Sandy and me in tow. Sandy caught my eye and smiled nervously. The back room turned out to be a private area for VIP customers to try shoes, not the seedy storeroom I'd envisaged. "Thanks for coming back here, Madam," Tony said quietly. "Sandy's quite new here so I need to sign off on her fittings, but I don't like doing that in front of other customers as it makes Sandy look inexperienced. Please take a seat and Sandy will make sure she's 100% happy with the fit before I do my assessment. Make yourself comfortable." I flopped onto the seat which made my tits jiggle uncontrollably and then resumed the posture I'd had in the store. If anything my skirt had risen up even higher. Sandy got back down between my legs and re-checked the fit of the shoes. She seemed a lot more relaxed about looking at me though. Tony observed the whole thing. Once Sandy was happy she signalled to Tony she was done. She moved aside slightly but stayed where she could still see my pussy. She looked at me and smiled. Tony knelt down next to her and didn't hold back with looking. There was no bashfulness from him at all. He just gazed at my exposed flesh and licked his lips. Then he checked the shoes. He was very thorough. Once the same checks Sandy had done were finished he then firmly took one leg lifted it up to his chest. He carefully wiggled the shoe around on the foot to check it wasn't slipping. He then placed my foot back on the floor, but it was definitely spread further apart than when he had started. I liked his style. Then he shuffled over and took the other leg and did the same with that. This time he spread my legs even further and held onto it for longer. "Look at this, Sandy," he said calmly. He was pointing at my foot, but neither of them was actually looking at my foot. "You see that small gap there? You might be able to slip something into it. We'd better check. We wouldn't want to let the customer leave without fully checking everything would we?" Sandy definitely shivered. Tony placed my leg back down leaving me splayed open, and then got up and returned to his point of observation. Sandy shuffled back squarely between my legs and without hesitation ran a hand up my inner thigh and over my slippery pussy and down the other side. When I didn't complain she stroked my shaved mound, pushing the skirt way entirely. She leant in and inhaled the aroma of my snatch. With her nose just inches from my crotch her hands slowly snaked up my body and deftly undid the last button on my blouse. It pinged open and my tits popped out. There was a sharp intake of breath from Tony. Sandy slipped the useless garment off my arms and dropped it on the floor. This was a totally new experience for me. In many ways. I'd fooled around with girlfriends, but this was an unknown woman touching me and enjoying me whilst an unknown man watched. I almost came there and then from the excitement. Sandy massaged my breasts and pulled gently on my long nipples. All the while her face was practically in my groin. And then she leant in and kissed my clit. It was like a bolt of lightning. She sensed this and so did it again. Before long she had a couple of fingers in my cunt and was licking my clit like crazy. I was in heaven. I looked down and her other hand was in her pants. Tony had his dick out and was stroking himself. It wasn't very big, but it was still exciting to see. It didn't take long for me to climax. This was totally debauched and I loved it. I squealed with pleasure as the muscles in my groin spasmed with pleasure. Sandy carried on licking and fingering me until I was spent. Then she sat back and wiped her face with her hands. Tony motioned to her that she should move aside. I knew what was coming and was strangely excited by it. I was being used and I couldn't say anything to stop them. I suppose technically I could, but I didn't want to either. He dropped his trousers and placed himself between my legs. Then he firmly thrust his hard member inside me. There was no ceremony, no affection, just sex. He got into a rhythm quickly. This wasn't for my pleasure at all. Purely for him. Then I saw that Sandy had taken off her trousers and knickers. She motioned I should lie back which I did. Then she climbed onto the seat and lowered her cunt to my waiting lips. Like a good slut I got to work on her womanhood. I slurped at her skinny fanny as well as I could whilst Tony fucked me. Before long Tony was grunting and Sandy was clearly enjoying herself too. In fact Sandy's orgasm took me entirely by surprise. She suddenly tensed up and arched her back, her full body weight pushed onto my face which made it hard to breathe. Moments later I felt Tony's hot cum shoot inside me as he growled in pleasure. A few moments later Sandy got up and slipped her clothes back on. Tony withdrew his quickly softening cock and grabbed a paper towel to wipe it down. He tossed me some paper too so I could clean myself up. We got sorted as best we could - my makeup was a state - and I slipped my blouse back on. I redid the single button from before deciding that Maximus hadn't told me I could adjust anything there. I started to take off shoes but Tony stopped me. "You can keep the shoes, Madam. They look hot on you. Consider it remuneration for the inconvenience. And if you ever report us to the authorities for this then you've just stolen £200 worth of shoes. Keep that in mind. On the other hand, if you ever need new shoes..." He left that trailing, winked, and marched back out to the shop floor. Sandy was a lot more gentle. "Thank you for today, Madam," she beamed at me. "I've only been working here a few months and this is easily the best day so far." I smiled and said something inconsequential as I gathered my things. I was very aware that Tony's cum was starting to seep from me. It made me feel really slutty. I headed back into the shopping centre and my phone pinged. ***Looks like you had a lot of fun. That went better than planned I think. Now go home, shower, and rest. Await further instructions. Maximus.*** I did just what Maximus asked. I headed straight home and showered and then lay down on my bed. I must have been shattered because I fell asleep instantly. I was awoken by my phone pinging again. ***New rules slut. Stop wearing clothes in the house. Leave the curtains open unless you're sleeping. Order a takeaway. Watch 50 Shades of Grey. Make sure it's playing when the driver arrives. Make sure they see you naked. Let them play. Maximus.*** I occasionally would go naked around the house. But not often. But I did enjoy it. I definitely didn't mind this new rule. I was a bit nervous about answering the door nude though. But it would also be fun. I got the film on. I'd seen it before. I'd enjoyed it. Watching it naked was a bit different though. And the anticipation of the delivery was really getting my heart going. I ordered some food and waited. 20 minutes later the doorbell went and my heart jumped to my mouth. I left the film playing. It was obvious what film it was. I opened the door fully and smiled at the delivery driver. His eyes nearly popped out of his skull. I let him look. I took the bag of food from him and crouched down to put it on the floor, making sure he had a full view of my spread cunt. Then I indicated I wanted to get him a tip so turned and got my handbag. I put it on the floor and bent at the waist to rummage for some cash. I kept my legs parted knowing he'd be having a luscious view of my pussy and arsehole. I took my time and then pulled £10 out of my purse. I turned around quickly so my tits would jiggle and handed him the money then I landed a little peck on his cheek and opened the door for him to leave. He thanked me and went on his way. I was a little disappointed he hadn't taken advantage of me, but I had enjoyed the fact I wasn't embarrassed showing myself off. I sat down with the rest of the film and the food. Once I was done my phone pinged again. ***That was fun! Now, time to acclimatise to the buttplug. You will eventually be happy wearing it all day. But for now just for a short time. 20 minutes. Send a photo. And then sleep. Maximus.*** I'd never had anything in my arse before. I had no idea what to expect. This was the most nervous I'd been all day. Which is weird. Nevertheless I wanted to keep Maximus happy. I fished it out of the shopping bag along with the lube. I got it nice and slippery and lined it up with my hole. I gently worked it in. I couldn't believe it would fit, but fit it did, eventually. My anus clamped down around it and it left me feeling full. Very full. And I liked it. I tried walking around. It felt unusual. I tried sitting. That felt really strange. But it wasn't uncomfortable. I took a nice photo of it firmly lodged in there and sent it to Maximus. He responded with starry eyes. With 20 minutes up I slowly and carefully slipped the plug out and washed it. Then I got into bed. I was asleep in no time at all. I awoke early the next morning with the sun streaming through the curtains. It looked like a nice day. I remembered the no clothes rule and went to the kitchen to have breakfast naked. It was liberating feeling the morning sun on my skin. I was just finishing my coffee when I heard something come through the letterbox. I padded to the door and found a small parcel. I tore it open. Inside was a note and a black running shirt. I read the note. ***Good morning my slut. I trust you slept well. Yoga this morning. There's a class on at your usual place. Wear the pants you bought yesterday, and this top as well. But it will need modifying first. It should be loose and light. Put it on and then cut off the bottom so that it is just in line with the bottom of your breasts. At the class let your tits do their thing. Don't cover up. Let everyone enjoy themselves. Maximus.*** I examined the top. It was a men's top and therefore too big. If I did a handstand it would definitely be around my ears even as it is. With the modifications Maximus wanted it would be impossible to keep my boobs hidden. Fantastic! I got to work modifying it. In fact, I may have been a little over-zealous. Maybe intentionally. Once I was done the fabric barely covered my areola, let alone the bottoms of my boobs. I slipped on the yoga pants too and examined myself in the mirror. I looked insanely slutty. You could easily see the base of my boobs, then the whole of my abdomen, all the way to my hips, then you could easily see the outline of everything down below. I slipped on some trainers and headed out to the class. It was about half a mile away and so I decided to walk. My boobs were jiggling and swaying all over the place. It actually felt good. I just hoped some people were enjoying the show. As I walked into the venue for the yoga class I realised something: I was no longer just happy for people to see me naked, I wanted it! That was quite a revelation and in itself excited me. There were already a handful of folks at the class, so I grabbed a mat and set up in a free spot. I sat down cross legged on the mat and had a big swig from my water bottle. I did a few warmup stretches and noticed I was already getting attention. Perfect. It wasn't hard to understand why. My boobs were pretty much constantly out. Just before the session started a buff looking guy set up his mat directly behind mine. It was definitely intentional. I decided to make sure he'd get the best session of his life. I took another swig from my water bottle and "accidentally" let some of it pour into my crotch rendering the pants really transparent. He was going to see everything he wanted to now. We started the exercises and I could tell the moment the guy realised what had happened because I suddenly heard a groan from him. And then lots of shuffling as he readjusted his attire around a large bulge in his crotch. Poor guy. Not. He was getting an unfettered view of my chest and lots of detail about my shaved pussy. I'm sure he'd enjoy taking care of that hardon later. I made sure to maximise my exposure. The class was over before long and I slowly rolled up my mat and put it back in the storeroom. I really hoped someone would talk to me, but other than the customary chit chat nobody did. Buff dude made a swift exit and everyone else was way too polite. So I walked back home again enjoying the freedom my tits had in the top again and hoping people were enjoying the view. As soon as I walked through the door I stripped off my clothes and chucked them in the washing machine, then I went upstairs and had a short shower. I also re-shaved my snatch as it was just a touch on the stubbly side. I would have to think about getting it waxed. I finished drying myself off when my phone went. ***You did well this morning slut. I have a reward for you. You'll finally get to meet me. But you won't see me. Leave the front door unlocked, then slip your buttplug in and lie on the end of the bed. Feet on the floor. Spread. Put on a blindfold. No peeking. Do not try to move or touch me. I will do what I want. You will enjoy it. Maximus.*** The moment I'd been waiting for. There had to be a purpose to this. Maximus must be wanting more than a show from all of this. I was beyond excited. I nipped down and unlocked the front door as requested and grabbed an eye mask I used for travelling. I lubed up the buttplug and slipped it in. It was definitely a little easier than yesterday. Maybe because I was more relaxed? Anyway, I didn't dwell on that too long, but lay down on the bed as instructed and covered my eyes. I couldn't see anything. My body was almost fizzing with anticipation. Before long I heard the front door open and close and then heard steps on the stairs. Someone walked in and the room filled with a slightly familiar scent that I couldn't place at all. There was a bit of shuffling and the sounds of clothes being removed. And then I felt something at my pussy. Something big and firm. It was definitely a dick and not a dildo. Without any ceremony the man pushed his massive member into me. It slid in relatively easily as I was absolutely soaked. The combination of the size of the cock, the plug in my rear and my overall heightened sense of anticipation was almost too much. The man started stroking in and out. Each stroke left him deeper in me until he finally bottomed out. His dick must have been an absolute monster, both in length and girth. I felt so full. And it was pressing on all the right places. I felt absolutely amazing. He increased the pace of his thrusts now and I couldn't stop myself. My body convulsed with the biggest orgasm I had ever experienced. And it just kept going and going. Wave after wave of sheer pleasure washed over me as his thrusting got more and more fervent. He didn't let up for a moment. And my pleasure just kept increasing. I was in ecstasy. And then he exploded. I felt myself being filled with load after load of hot cum. Spurt after spurt of it coated my insides. He stopped thrusting and rested inside me as his cock grew flaccid. And then he withdrew. Then I heard him fussing around, presumably getting dressed. He quietly left the room and I heard him let himself out. I waited. I didn't need to rush. I felt his cum slowly oozing out of me. Then I heard my phone go so I slipped off my mask. The room was surprisingly bright, but my eyes adjusted quickly. I saw a large bunch of flowers on my dressing table. Nice touch. ***Definitely a slut aren't we? That was good. Very good. Don't shower until this evening. I want you to smell me on you. Don't wipe up my cum either. Let it flow. I want you dirty and reminded of how I used your cunt. Leave the plug in for as long as you can manage. Await further instruction. Maximus.*** I felt alive. My pussy tingled. My heart fluttered. I needed something to eat and a drink. I got up and wandered to the kitchen and fixed up a simple pasta meal and cracked open a bottle of rose. Every time I moved more of his cum trickled out of me and ran down my legs. My thighs were sticky and I could smell his scent permanently. It wasn't until I went to sit down that I remembered the butt plug. I sat down gingerly and was surprised to find it wasn't too bad. I finished my food and cleared up the kitchen and then decided to watch some TV. I was pretty tired out to be honest. I draped a towel over the sofa to stop any leakages staining it and curled up with the rest of my bottle of wine. I was feeling relaxed and a little tipsy by the time my phone finally pinged. ***Slut! I hope you're enjoying remembering what I did to you earlier. Now's the time to get cleaned up. Have a shower. Put on something very revealing. With thigh highs. Walk to the pub. Have a few drinks. Let things happen. Maximus.*** Drinks on a school night? Well I suppose so. And I couldn't wait to show myself to people in the pub. The question was what to wear though. Not that I was bothered, but I didn't want to get barred from the pub or arrested or anything. That being said, I wanted to be scandalous. I needed people to look at me and enjoy me. I was actually hoping for people to take advantage of me as well. I had a few clothing options but decided to defer a decision until I had showered. First I carefully slipped out the buttplug. I had become quite used to it being in there over the course of the day and now my anus felt slightly stretched and empty. It wasn't an unpleasant feeling though. I would definitely be using the plug more in future, but not tonight. I washed it and put it away and then jumped in the shower. It was nice to get the sticky deposits washed off my thighs. The cleaning done, I dried myself off and then sorted my hair and makeup, then I slipped on my thigh highs stockings. I looked at myself in the mirror and felt really good about how I looked. The stockings drew attention to my shaved pussy. I wondered if I could get away with going bottomless at some stage. That would be really naughty. In the end I went for the negligee I'd bought on Saturday. It definitely fit the very revealing brief. My boobs and my pussy were practically permanently on show. There was no way I would be able to maintain "dignity". Although I felt very dignified to be honest. The thigh highs really drew attention to the shortness of the dress. I loved that! I slipped on some heels and headed out the door. As I walked my boobs swayed nicely and my nipples were only occasionally covered by the fabric. I felt the air on my bum knowing that the skirt didn't even come close to covering it. By the time I got to the main road I was getting attention from drivers. Horns honked and I got the occasional whistle from open windows as they sped past. I hoped they had a good wank later. It wasn't far to the pub, but I was already pretty moist by the time I got there. I walked in and headed straight to the bar and ordered a large gin and tonic. I lifted myself onto one of the bar stools at the bar meaning my pussy was going to be more obvious. I could feel the material of it on my naked skin. The skirt didn't cover anything. The barlady gave me a raised eyebrow but didn't say anything. My drink ready and paid for, I swivelled round so my pussy was facing the door and relaxed. I let my legs slip apart just slightly meaning anyone walking in would see everything. And boy did people see everything. The pub was getting surprisingly busy for a Sunday evening. And a lot of people clocked my exposure very quickly. Word was spreading. I wasn't going to have to worry about paying for any more drinks. In fact I was having to fend off offers! Before long there were a few people - mainly guys - standing around me. On the whole they were very civilised although there were some pretty racy comments flying around. Then the first hand landed on my leg - mid thigh. It belonged to a middle-aged, rather fat guy. As per Maximus's instructions I didn't stop him. He gently stroked the top of my stockings. It actually felt good. A younger, fitter guy must have noticed this and started caressing my other leg. He was more forward though, focussing his attentions to the stretch of naked skin above the stockings. His fingers got very close to my snatch. Again I didn't stop him. Then I felt more hands groping my tits. Suddenly it was a free for all. I had no idea who was touching what. So many people just wanted a piece of me. Then the hands started rubbing my pussy. I came instantly. And I came again and again. Fingers were on me, inside me, all over me. It was so naughty and I loved it. I lost all sense of time as I let the people have their way with me. Then I heard a female voice shouting above the rabble that it was time to stop. Eventually everyone did and I sat there and came down from the high. All eyes were on me. I could see the hunger in their eyes too. Eventually I came to my senses and I saw the barlady in front of me. She asked me if I was ok. I said I was. She told me it was time to go home before the authorities shut the place down. So I stood up and promptly stumbled. I was pretty pissed but I was also weak from the orgasms. The barlady looked straight at one of the men and told him he needed to take me home and ensure I was safe. It was the younger guy who was the second to touch my leg earlier. I took another look at him and liked the look of him. He was the typical tall, dark and handsome chap. He took me by the hand and helped me up, then he crooked his arm so I could link my arm into his and he led me outside. About halfway home I decided I was going to reward him for helping me. When we got to my doorstep I fished my keys out of my handbag, but before I unlocked I let my dress slip off me to the floor leaving me just in my stockings and heels. I unlocked the door and pushed it open, then I took the man by the hand and drew him inside with me. As soon as the door closed I knelt down in front of him and released his cock from his trousers. It went straight in my mouth and I started sucking on it. Before long it was rock hard and he was groaning. I kept sucking and licking him until he unloaded in my mouth. I took every last drop before showing it in my mouth and then swallowing it. That done, I wordlessly showed him to the door and sent him out. I felt so slutty and so good. This new awakening was amazing. I was so grateful to Maximus, whoever he was. I was settling down for the night when my phone pinged. ***That was fucking hot tonight slut. You're really living up to it. Did you feel my hand on your body in the pub? You gave yourself to those people. I saw you enjoying it. Did that guy fuck you at the end? He'd have wanted to. Work tomorrow so you'll have to be careful. Wear the plug all day if you can. It'll make you feel naughty. Flirt with colleagues. Enjoy yourself. Maximus.*** Oh god. Work. I'd nearly forgotten about that hellhole. Maximus was right, I'd have to be careful. But I liked the idea of the buttplug under my skirt. And no knickers of course. And flirting. We had a very strict policy on relations between employees, but that was male/female relations. There was nothing specific about female/female relations other than the usual cautionary stuff. Maybe I could play around with some of the beautiful women in the office? We would see. The next day came and went with little out of the ordinary. It felt good having the plug in my ass, and I flirted a bit, but nobody seemed to bite. I got home again feeling pretty frustrated. I stripped off and slipped out the buttplug and cleaned it. My anus needed to relax, although it was definitely a lot more comfortable being stuffed. My phone pinged. ***Time for some fun slut. I'll be there in 10 minutes. Unlock the door. Kneel in front of the bed and lean over it. Blindfold on. Relax. Maximus.*** I wondered what he had in store. I presumed another fucking. I was trembling with anticipation as I quickly got myself ready and waited for him to arrive. I heard the door open and close and heard him come upstairs. He took my hands and put what I presumed were handcuffs on my wrists then he pulled them in front of me. I heard a click as he presumably cuffed them to something. I couldn't move them if I tried. Then I felt cords being wrapped around my legs at the knee. He parted my legs so they were about a foot apart and then presumably he tied them to the bed legs. I was completely vulnerable and exposed. Then I felt cold lube trickle all over my anus and pussy. Lots of it. He rubbed it in so I was completely slick and then I heard him leave and the door closed. I waited for what seemed an age before the door opened again. Then I heard a number of people on the stairs. There was no talking but I heard a few people shuffle into the room. This was totally humiliating and I loved it. Then I felt the first dick. It slipped straight into my waiting anus and immediately began fucking me roughly. It didn't take too long for this guy to blow his load. He pulled out and then I felt another cock, this time slipping into my pussy. It squelched loudly as the man fucked me unceremoniously. He started to roughly grope my tits as he leant over me. Then he was done. He was replaced by another man with hardly a break. This must have gone on for ages. I lost count of how many men came inside me. My pussy and arse were both used entirely. There was nothing I could do except take it and enjoy it. Then almost as suddenly as they had arrived they left. There was silence in the room. I waited for a good 20 minutes with globs of cum seeping out of me and running down my legs to the floor. I couldn't move if I wanted to. Eventually I heard the door open again and felt hands undo the cuffs and cords holding me in place. I didn't move though. I knew that wasn't what Maximus wanted. Finally he left and I heard the door closing again. I stood up gingerly. My entire nether region was on fire. I slipped off the blindfold. I was a mess. My legs were plastered in cum and there was a massive wet patch on the floor. My makeup was all over the place. My phone went. ***Very well done my slut. I bet you loved that. You looked incredible. You did so well. Shower yourself and clean the room. Then sleep. Maximus.*** Then my phone pinged again. It was a number of photos of my pussy and anus, bright red and dripping cum. I had to admit it looked pretty awesome! I showered and cleaned up and was asleep in minutes. It had been an eventful evening. The next morning I awoke and got ready for work. My pussy and ass were both still quite sensitive from the night before, so putting in the buttplug had to be done gingerly, but when it was done I did feel better. It felt like a real shame to be having to put on clothes, but I did. Obviously. I needed my job. As I was leaving for work I got a message from Maximus. ***I'm going to leave you in peace for the rest of this week. But no orgasms remember. Invite 3 friends for dinner Friday. Maximus.*** I was slightly relieved to know that I'd be able to keep myself to myself for the rest of the week, but I also knew I'd miss Maximus's demands. And I'd definitely miss orgasming. It was nice to have an excuse to invite people for dinner though. Not something I'd done for a good while. I knew exactly who I'd invite: a good friend Jane, her boyfriend Bill and a mutual friend Alex. Jane and I had gone to school together. We'd been good friends from the outset and stayed in touch. She was curvy. The guys, and some of the girls, loved her large breasts and round butt. She wasn't overweight, just well endowed. She was also pretty cheeky. She'd been with Bill for a year or so now. He was about the same age as us, tall and athletic. He was super successful in his career too, so had a lot of money. He treated Jane like a queen! Alex was another friend from school. He was a bit of a nerd, but Jane and I liked him because he was a bit shy and gentle and said nice things. He definitely had a crush on us both and was devastated when Jane got together with Bill. I was overjoyed to hear they could all make it. The rest of the week was pretty uneventful. Work was dull, enlivened only by the buttplug in my naked ass. I also spiced it up wearing a tiny top and short skirt to the supermarket to get food for Friday. I got lots of attention, particularly in the chilled section where my nipples could have cut glass. But nothing more than lascivious looks. Friday came and I rushed back from work to start getting the food and the house ready for my guests. It was fun rushing around and cooking naked. My phone went. ***Happy Friday, slut! Time for the end of your training. I'm very pleased with you. Stay naked tonight. Invite your guests to join you. Relax. Have sex. Cum as much as you want to. Maximus.*** That solved the problem of what to wear. But it caused a whole new dilemma. How on earth was I going to get my friends to understand, or even join in? I didn't mind being naked. In fact I was quite excited by it. But what would the others think? "Screw them," I thought to myself, and got back to prepping things. As I did I noticed I was getting wet. A good sign! Bang on the dot of 19:30 the doorbell went and my heart leapt to my mouth. I went to the door and opened it with a little trepidation. It was Jane. She raised her eyebrows at me. "Ooooh new dress, darling? Very racy! Bill's just parking. He'll be in shortly." "Yeah, about that, Jane," I replied, "I am spending most of my life as naked as possible and I love it. I was sort of hoping you might all join in! We are friends after all. It could be fun!" Jane stepped inside as I closed the door and she gave me a funny look. "You're definitely a weird one, Anna! But what the hell. You're right, it could be fun!" And with that she lifted her flowery dress over her head and tossed it on the coat rack, followed by her bra and panties. I'd not seen her naked since changing for PE at school and she'd definitely developed nicely. Her pubic hair was trimmed into a nice landing strip which really suited her curves. "Thanks Jane," I beamed at her. "Please help me to get the guys naked too." "Oh that won't be a problem, hun. Well not for Bill. He's a perv. And you'll love his dick. Alex might be another story though. I bet he'll get pretty flustered!" I chuckled and nodded. The doorbell went and Jane went to answer it as I had to get something out of the oven. I heard voices in the hall as I guessed Jane was persuading Bill to get naked. A few moments later they both walked in, and I wasn't disappointed. Bill was completely nude and his large dick was as hard as a rock. He said hi and looked awkward. On any normal occasion we'd have hugged and he'd have kissed my cheek, so there was no reason not to now. Not for me anyway. I bounced over to him and threw my arms around him, feeling his engorged penis push against my stomach. He eventually kissed my cheek and I could see he was really embarassed. I got glasses out and poured them both a large glass of wine. Bill swigged half of his in one go, so I topped him up. We all got chatting and laughing as I finished off the dinner. When the doorbell finally went announcing Alex's arrival I was nearly ready so Jane and Bill went to let him in. As they opened the door I heard a loud "What the fuck!" from Alex, followed by a load of laughing. I quickly finished plating and went into the hall to find Alex pinned to the floor by Bill with Jane tugging his clothes off. I went to help. It was a lot of fun, particularly releasing his hard dick from his boxers. Jane was enjoying herself too - I could tell because she gave Alex's dick a kiss as it sprung into view. Bill smiled. Now that everyone was naked Alex could finally greet everyone properly. He was red in the face with the exertion of the unclothing, and probably a little embarassment, but he didn't hold back and gave us all our customary greeting of a hug. Much like with Bill, I enjoyed feeling his penis pressed against me. He definitely hugged me for longer than usual too, and as we parted his hands brushed against my bum. That was definitely intentional. We sat down to our meal and plenty of wine. As we ate Jane asked me what the hell was going on, so I explained. All three of them looked shocked, but also admiring. All of them were particularly interested in the buttplug of all things, so I excused myself and slipped upstairs to pop it in. When I got back to the table I bent over to let them see it, along with my perfectly shaved snatch. There was a collective intake of breath. "Ummm so you don't mind people seeing you like that," Alex asked. "It's not that I don't mind, Alex," I replied. "I actually want people to see me. I want people to enjoy my nakedness. I've been having so much fun. And Maximus has really pushed me to lose inhibitions!" I went on to explain about my pussy and anus being used by all those men and how horny it made me. Jane was definitely shocked by that. I knew she and Bill had a relaxed attitude to sex, but I think that was a bit far for her. After a while the chat moved on to the wildest things everyone else had done and we finished the meal, and a lot of wine! We all chipped in to tidy up and then Jane suggested we play a game. Alex immediately chimed in with suggesting spin the bottle. And then he blushed. Bill, Jane and I agreed immediately though, so I grabbed a bottle and headed to the living room where we all sat in a circle on the carpet. We all sat cross legged and I really enjoyed that that meant we could all see each other entirely. Jane's pink snatch was glistening with her juices and both Bill and Alex's cocks were dribbling precum. It was time to make this interesting. "Ok, here's how it'll work: I'll spin the bottle first and whoever it lands on has to kiss me. Simple. That person then spins the bottle and they get to choose what forfeit the person it lands on has to take. No holds barred. Does that sound fair?" They all agreed excitedly, so I span the bottle. It span well and eventually landed on Jane. She smiled and crawled over to me, her heavy breasts swaying nicely. She kissed me gently on the lips a few times before leaning right in with her tongue slipping into my mouth. We snogged for what seemed like ages and I felt electricity coursing through me. She was a great kisser. Eventually Bill interrupted us: "Ah come on guys. Let someone else get some fun!" We broke the kiss reluctantly, and Jane returned to her place. Everyone was watching her intently, seeing how her body moved. She sat back down and I noticed she was flushed. She composed herself for a moment and span the bottle. It landed on Bill. "We might as well get this over with, Bill. I don't want this to be awkward tonight, so I want you to go over and feel Anna's boobs. Properly. Not just a stroke. A proper feel." Bill smiled and came over to me. I leant back slightly with my hands on the floor behind me and he reached out both hands and took hold of my chest. He rubbed and stroked my tits and rolled the nipples between his fingers. God it felt good. "Guy," Alex said eventually, "time to stop. I think we need a time limit on these activities so we all get a chance!" We all agreed this was sensible, so I grabbed the kitchen timer while Bill returned to his place. Bill span the bottle and it landed on Alex. "Ok, Alex, time for the continution of this not being awkward between me and Jane. I want you to lick her cunt. Have at it. She tastes incredible." Jane grinned and lay back on the floor. Alex crawled over and without hesitation got to work on her pussy. Jane groaned instantly and I set the timer for 2 minues. It was so hot watching them at it. I caught Bill's eye and he grinned at me and then started rubbing his own dick gently. Before long the 2 minutes were up and Alex returned to his place and span the bottle. Jane remained lying on the floor with her legs spread though, complaining that she needed more time! We all laughed. The bottle landed on me. "Ok, Jane," he said quietly, "I want you to take out your buttplug, clean it, and then lube it up again and slip it in Jane's butt. Then I want you to play with her for the time limit." Jane grinned and sighed. I turned around and got on all fours so they could all watch me take it out. I needed them to see how it left my anus spread nicely. I slipped it out and stayed like that for a moment so they could see everything, then I got up and cleaned and re-lubed the plug. Then I came back and got down on all fours in front of my friend. I got as close to her pussy as I could and then slid the slippery piece of metal between her cheeks and into her waiting hole. Jane gasped as it went in. I got to work on her. I fiddled with the plug, slipped a finger into her waiting pussy and assaulted her clit with my tongue. She was so close to orgasm when the timer went off, so I just ignored it and carried on. Jane exploded shortly afterwards. She screamed with pleasure and I continued to work her pleasure points until she eventually came down. Then I got up and returned to my place. We waited for a couple of minutes to let Jane compose herself before I span the bottle. It landed on Alex. "I think it's time to lose the timer again," I said, "because I want you to come over and jack Bill off until he cums." Alex and Bill both looked at me aghast. They weren't expecting that. "Come on guys," I responded. You can't expect some girl on girl action without being willing to give us some enjoyment too. Hop to it!" Jane chipped in with enthusiasm too, and so the two of them eventually agreed. Alex gingerly crawled over the Bill and firmly grasped his dick. He started working it firmly, but carefully. It was clear Bill lost his concerns pretty quickly because he started groaning and telling Alex to go harder. Alex obliged and wanked him furiously. Bill eyes rolled back into his head as suddenly ropes of cum shot from his penis and splattered to the ground. Jane and I watched them as they cleaned up with a cloth. That was incredible. Alex span the bottle and it landed on Jane. He deliberated for a little while, before suddenly deciding what the task was. "I want you to go out to your car. Walk normally, open the car, reach in and fish around in the glovebox with your ass on display to anyone, complete with that buttplug, then walk back in normally." I was surprised to see Jane almost leap up with no objections. She grabbed the car key from the pile of clothes by the front door and wandered down the garden path to the car which was parked on the street. She followed Alex's instructions to the letter, even wiggling her butt while she was rummaging in the car, before then walking back inside. "That was thrilling!" she gushed as she got back to the house. "I think I'm beginning to understand you a bit, Anna. Maybe we can have some fun with this together one day!" I nodded and smiled. Jane span the bottle and it landed on me again. "Oooooh I've always wanted to see how something works, Anna," she jabbered excitedly. "I want you to take both of these lovely cocks at the same time! Alex, I expect your dick is harder as you've not cum yet, so lie down on your back. Anna, I want you to straddle him and take him up your bum. Then Bill, I want you to fuck her pussy. And you're not stopping until both her holes are full of spunk, ok?" Boy was I ok! We got into position, a little awkwardly, but we did and then I was in heaven. Alex's cock felt great in my butt, and Bill's felt divine in my cunt. This was so naughty. My best friend's partner was fucking me with her permission whilst I had another dick up my rear end. It was an incredible feeling and I almost came instantly. I focussed on holding out as long as possible though and worked on helping the guys get into a good rhythm. It didn't take long for Alex to unload in me. All the pent up sexuality of the night had made him very ready. Bill took quite a bit longer though, so as per Jane's request Alex remained inside my bum with his cock rapidly softening. I felt that Jane was missing out though, so I told her to come and crouch over my face so I could eat her out. She was delighted. I got to work on her cunt with my tongue whilst Bill continued to fuck me and also started licking her nipples. Even Alex started to grow hard in me again and before long the four of us were making all sorts of delightful noises. Eventually Bill came inside me and we all relaxed and disentangled ourselves from each other. We all lay back on the floor totally spent, and totally satisfied. It wasn't unusual for our dinner parties to end with the others staying the night as they were unfit to drive home, but an unspoken line had been crossed now, so I invited the three of them to join me in my bed. We all snuggled up naked in my kingisize bed and slept until morning. In the morning we took turns to shower and so on before having breakfast together. There was no hint from anyone that they wanted to put clothes on. As we sat around the table eating cereal, Jane piped up. "This has been really fun guys, and I think we should make a rule that whenever we're together we are all naked and that anything goes. What do you think?" We all readily agreed to that. After breakfast they guys all had to leave which was a shame, but I was really looking forward to more fun with them on other occasions. I was tidying up the kitchen when my phone pinged. ***Looks like my little slut had a lot of fun last night. Well done. One final challenge: walk around the block, the long way, entirely naked. Take something to cover up with just in case. Take your time. Enjoy. Maximus*** I wondered what he meant by a final challenge. I was also very excited. I actually wanted to be naked on the street. I wouldn't have imagined that recently, but there it was. I really hoped there would be no trouble. I ran upstairs and grabbed a summer dress and popped it in a little handbag and then stepped outside. The sun was warm on my skin. All of my skin. I started walking round the block. There were lots of people out with it being Saturday. I got a lot of attention. Some negative, but mostly positive. It took half an hour or so, but I finally arrived back at my house. I was actually sad to be going inside. And I was as horny as hell. I stepped inside and my phone buzzed immediately. ***Very well done. You have come such a long way and I've enjoyed the ride. It's time for me to leave you to your own devices for now. Enjoy the new awakening. You won't hear from me again unless I need to bring you back into line. Maximus.*** Then it pinged again with a picture of a very large penis with cum all over it. ***By the way, this is what you do to me. Slut. Maximus.*** I was actually a little sad to be losing Maximus's input. I had no idea who he was. And that cock was amazing. But I was also really pleased to have had the education and awakening from him and to now be in charge of my own adventures. I went upstairs and grabbed my bag of toys. I needed to relieve the joy of walking naked outside, but I needed to do it somewhere where I might be watched. I plopped myself on the couch in front of the front window and got to work on my cunt. It didn't take long to cum hard, and I really hoped someone had enjoyed the treat. That done I suddenly felt the need to tell someone about this, and that's why I wrote this down for you. Maybe we can meet one day and you can enjoy me nakedness for yourself?