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   This is a true story of how I went from a housewife and mother of four
to a sexual play toy for a man I met in a bar and his friends.

   It all began after I separated from my husband and then lost my job at a
local dry cleaner's.  I had worked there for the past four years and had
just become the manager when it happened, money missing and they blamed me.
No, they didn't think I took it, but they blamed me for letting it happen.

   For the next several weeks I searched for a job but nothing came of it.
Then one night, as I was sipping wine as I talked to a girlfriend of mine
she suggested I apply for a job as a dancer in one of the local topless
bars.  "What!" I almost shouted, "I couldn't do that, I've got four kids.
Nobody wants to see me naked!" More wine and more talk led to me going out
the next day to see if I could do it.

   I thought I would check out some of the clubs first before trying to get
hired, you know, see how busy they were, what the other girls looked like,
all that stuff.

   The first couple were okay, busy and all that, but the other girls were
so much prettier than me, so I chickened out and went to the next one. 
That's where I met Ron.  He was sitting at the bar nursing a beer.  I sat
down next to him and ordered a glass of wine.  He turned to me asking if I
worked here or if I was going to apply for a dancing job.

   "Just checking thing's out for now." I replied.

   I was wearing a white mini skirt that showed a lot of leg and a tight
blue denim jumper that hugged my body tight.  As I finished my wine Ron
ordered another for me.  I thanked him and we kept talking.  Then out of
the blue he asked me how open minded I was.  I laughed and told him, "Well,
I'm sitting in a topless bar thinking about applying for a job taking my
clothes off, so I guess I'm very open minded." He smiled and offered to pay
twenty five dollars for my bra if I would take it off and sell it to him
right there at the bar.  I almost choked on my wine before asking if he was
serious.  "Just as serious as a heart attack." he said.  'What the hell' I
thought and doing that cute little trick all us girls know I unhooked my
bra and slipped it off without undoing my jumper and handed it to him. 
Again he laughed and said, "I forgot that trick.", as he handed me the
money.  A few minutes later he told me he would give me fifty dollars for
my panties or thong if I removed them at the bar.  By this time I had drunk
three glasses of wine here, not to mention all the ones at the other bars,
and was more than a little tipsy.  Besides I could use the money.  I lifted
my little butt up and reached under my mini and pulled them off and gave
them to him.  In return he handed me a crisp fifty.

   We stayed there for another drink and then he asked if I wanted to go
for a drink someplace else where we could get a mixed drink.  I know I
shouldn't have but I said yes.  I told him I had to stop for gas before I
went far so he followed me to the gas station.  While I was pumping gas he
asked me to lift my skirt and show him my bare pussy.  Without thinking I
did and he snapped a picture of it.  I should have been mad but hell he had
already given me seventy five dollars and bought me several drinks, so I
didn't say anything.

   We went to a nice place and had two mixed drinks each before he
suggested we check another bar.  The next place we went was darker and loud
even in the booth we took way in the back.  Then, just as the waitress
brought us our drinks, he dared me to take off my skirt.  'What the heck'
my muddled mind thought, 'it's dark, no one will see', so I did it.  After
a bit of conversation and another glass of wine he asked for my top.  I was
drunk and thought nothing of it and removed my cute blue jumper and gave it
to him.

   It's funny how being naked in a bar will start to sober you up so quick,
but there I was butt naked in a noisy dark titty bar with a guy I had met
just a few hours earlier.  A little later one of the dancers came by to say
hi to Ron, seems he knows a lot of them.  She saw I was naked and told Ron
he was being bad again.  "Me being bad?  I'm just sitting here having a
beer.  I'm not the one naked." he said.  Later the waitress came by and
told him to get me dressed before he and I both got in trouble.  After he
let me get dressed he got my phone number and my address and we finished
our drinks.  Before we got outside he stopped me and told me when we got to
the door he wanted me to strip and walk to my car naked.  I was still drunk
enough and under his spell to say okay, and that's what I did.  I walked
across the lot to my car naked as the day I was born in full view of, I
guess, twenty guys.  Ron told me he would call me later tonight and sent me
home.

   Later that night, true to his word, he called and told me to meet him
tomorrow at the bar we met at and he would make sure they hired me.



   "How it Happened" part 2

   That night I tossed and turned and got very little sleep as I remembered
how the day had gone.  I thought of my children and worried about how this
could effect them.

   The next morning I got them fed and off to school.  Just as I was
returning home my phone rang.  It was Ron reminding me to meet him around
noon at the bar.  He told me to wear something sexy like I had worn
yesterday but to leave off the bra and panties.

   When I pulled into the bar parking lot I saw his car and when I walked
in I saw him at the bar talking to a young woman in her early to mid
twenty's.  I found out later she was the manager.  When he saw me he
introduced me as Mary saying I was the one he had been telling her about.
She asked me if I had ever danced before and I told her, "No, but I learn
fast and hope you will give me a chance."

   "Okay," she said , "let's get the paper work done and see what you can
do." I filled in an application and she took my drivers license and made a
copy for the records.  Then she asked if I had any dance wear.  "No," I
told her, "not yet." Ron spoke up saying he would take me out and buy some
and then I could start work today.

   Ron took me to a shop that sold dancer outfits and spent more than I
wanted, but he said it was all needed.  Then we went to another shop and
brought heels for me to dance in.  Then back to the bar.

   Jenn, the manager, went over the rules and what I could and couldn't do
and the hours.  She explained the tip out, so much to the DJ, so much to
the bouncer and the rest was mine.  After she finished Ron told me to
forget what she had told me I couldn't do, he said for the next few days he
would guide me along and for me to just do as he said.  Soon I heard my
name called for me to get on stage.

   I was so nervous and embarrassed it was almost funny.  A few of the guys
tipped me and I saw Ron walking up to the end of the stage.  I moved toward
him and he told me to relax and just feel the music.  "Dance" he said,
"like you are making love to the music or a man." I relaxed some and more
of the guys tipped.  When my third song was over I gathered up the money
and joined Ron as he had moved to a booth.  He took the money and put it
all in order face up and counted it.  I had made thirty nine dollars in
just three songs and it wasn't even busy yet he told me.

   Ron then told me to go back and change outfits and when I came back out
not to wear the pasties on my nipples.  He said this early I could get away
with it so I did as he told me.  My next set I danced more at ease and
moved closer to the customers like Ron had told me and when I came down
again he took the money and put it in order.  I made seventy six dollars
that set.

   We talked as I sipped some wine and Ron had another beer.  "Mary, you
are a natural total submissive." he said.  You have done everything I told
you to without question.  I hesitated for a second, but his words rang
true. I had done as he told me yesterday and today both.

   I went back on stage for another set and this time it was getting busy
and when it was over I had made another hundred and twenty dollars.  Ron
held the money for me and as I started to slip in the booth with him he
told me to give him my t-back and sit down bottomless.  I looked around at
all the people and asked if he was sure it was safe.  Yes, he answered, so
I did as he said once again.

   While we sat there a couple of his friends came in and he waved them
over telling them to join us.  He introduced me to them and them to me and
then he laid my t-back on the table right in front of them.  They both
looked at it, then me, before ducking there heads under the table to see if
it was mine.  Ron leaned over and told me to spread my legs and let them
get a good look.  Slowly I opened my legs and shivered as the humiliation
washed over me.  Here I was showing my pussy to two guys I had just met. 
When they straightened back up both had big smiles on their faces and so
did Ron.  He was turning me into a slut!  And I was letting him and on top
of that I was enjoying it.

   I danced two more sets before it was time for me to get off and after
tip out I had made over three hundred dollars of which I paid Ron half of
what I made to cover most of the money he had spent buying my outfits.

   I left and went home to feed the kids and help with any homework they
had and went to bed tired from all the dancing.  I slept much better that
night.



   "How it Happened" part 3

   The following morning as I dressed, fed and took the kids to school my
mind wandered back to how I felt when Ron exposed my naked pussy to his
friends.  The humiliation of sitting there while they looked at me and
surprisingly the deep feeling of excitement.  I wondered what he would do
next.

   As I was pulling back into my driveway my phone rang.  When I picked it
up I saw it was Ron.  "Hello?" I answered.  Ron asked that I meet him for
breakfast and I agreed.  "Where?" I asked.  He told me where and I told him
that I would meet him there in about a half hour.

   When I entered the restaurant I saw Ron wasn't alone.  The two friends
of him were there, too, as was Missy, one of the girls from the club.  I
think that she was with one of his friends.

   After we ate and had paid the check, I lit a smoke as I walked to my
Blazer which was parked in the back and I noticed the others following us.
When we got to my Blazer Ron told me to strip.

   "What here!  Now?"

   "Yes," he answered, "here and now."

   Why I did it I don't know, but after giving a quick look around I did as
he said.  First came my shirt then my black lace bra.  Next I hooked my
fingers down inside the waist of my skirt and pushed that down stepping out
of it.  I was standing in the parking lot wearing only my lace black
panties and my sandals while they all watched.  Ron softly said "Finish!",
then I removed my panties.  Ron took out his phone and took a picture of me
standing there naked.  Then he picked up my clothes and told me that he
would see me at work.  Then they turned and walked back to their cars and
drove off.

   I quickly got in my Blazer and shut the door, shaking, feeling strangely
free and excited but at the same time deeply embarrassed.  'What now?' I
thought to myself, 'What if I get stopped?' I looked around in the truck
for something to cover myself with, finding nothing but my dance bag. 
Quickly I slipped on a thong and a shear top that I wore at the club before
starting my truck and driving off.

   I drove as carefully as I could in my excited state of mind to the club,
wondering if Ron and the others were going to be there or if they had
stripped me and went on about their day leaving me to deal with this
myself. My heart jumped for joy as I pulled into the club parking lot
seeing his car parked in front of the door.  After I parked I grabbed my
bag and locked the door and walked up to his car, ignoring the cars that
drove past on the road as I made that long walk.

   "Good girl." Ron spoke as I got to his window, "I knew you could do it,
but who told you to dress?" he asked.

   "No one." I answered, "I didn't know you wanted me to drive naked."

   "That's okay." he said as he got out of his car and walked to the door
to open it for me.

   Inside it was just Ron, his friends and the other dancers who worked the
day shift and Jenn the manager.  Jenn spotted the way I was dressed and
shook her head before calling me over to speak to me.  "Mary, I know you're
new to this, but you can't just run around in your dance clothes on your
way to work.  Look how your bare nipples poke out."

   In the dressing room Missy had been telling the other girls what I had
done in the parking lot of the restaurant.  I walked in just in time to
hear one of the girls say "What a slut!"

   Missy spoke up in my defence saying, "Maybe, but for sure she is a
submissive one."

   I turned and walked back out.  Back out in the bar I replayed what I had
just heard and remembered that Ron had told me how submissive I was and
thought, maybe he's right.

   That afternoon when my shift ended it dawned on me Ron still had my
clothes.  Was I going to have to go home as I had came into the club this
morning?  Then behind me I heard Ron say, "Meet me at my car, I'll give you
back your clothes."

   "Thank you." I almost moaned.

   Outside I went to his car still in my dance wear as he opened the door
and reached in picking up a paper bag he had put my stuff in.  As he turned
to me he said, "In return for your clothes here is what you have to do. 
Take off what you have on now and give them to me.  Then you can go to your
Blazer, but put them in the back seat and drive off naked.  Once you get
almost home you can get dressed."

   I knew I had no real choice so I stripped and gave him what little I had
on and took the bag and made that long walk back to my truck naked and did
as he had told me.

   I drove about a mile before my nerve ran out and I pulled over and got
dressed.



   "How it Happened" part4 (final)

   For the next several weeks Ron and his friends used me for their
pleasure.  My life was totally changed.  When not working I spent many days
and hours in bars and night clubs with them.

   A typical day with them would include me being either partly or totally
undressed for their amusement and pleasure.  Now to be honest, I can't say
I didn't find enjoyment in it as I did.  Can you imagine being in a bar or
club with your blouse undone, your breast exposed, your nipples being
pinched, twisted and pulled by men you didn't know?  Well I don't have to
imagine it, I lived it!

   Sometimes they would undo my skirt or jeans and have my ass and pussy on
display.  I turned from a shy mother to a sexual slut in just a matter of
weeks.  It wasn't just men I allowed to use my body but women also.

   It got to the point I really started to need and want the treatment I
received from them.  Oh, I tried to escape them and for a while.  I did, I
even got my job back at the cleaners, but I soon found out I missed the
excitement, so I slowly drifted back to them and others like them.

   Now I find myself doing private parties for men, dancing nude and
preforming acts I won't go into here.  I even stopped to posting on
Craigslist looking for that old excitement.

   Ron saw what was happening and he stopped allowing his friends to use me
and even went so far as to watch over me when he saw me out in the clubs.

   Where this will end, I don't know.  My point in this is, even though I
suffered much humiliation I enjoyed it.  I'm trying now to get my life back
together, but truth be told I enjoy what happened.



   "A Little More"

   After I finished writing "How it Happened" I started thinking about how
I felt now my secret was out and found much to my surprise I wasn't
ashamed. Even posting the pictures didn't upset me too much.  I mean, what
the heck, they were honest and lots of people had seen me already.  What I
realized was that being naked in public was a turn on for me.  Yes, I still
feel embarrassed and humiliated but excited and turned on at the same time.

   Thinking back I recalled one weekend that stood out in my mind that
pushed my buttons in ways I will never forget.  Ron knew that it was the
weekend my husband had the kids, so he arranged a get a way for us to
Atlantic City.  We would leave after the kids had gone.  Ron told me to
pack only mini skirts and skimpy revealing tops and to be sure to bring my
heels.

   When he picked me up the first thing that happened was he had me strip
off right in my driveway.  I was worried that my neighbours would see and
asked if it could wait till we were away from there.  Ron turned to me and
said you can do it here in the car or get out and go back inside and walk
out naked, you decide.  I knew he meant it so I stripped.  Off we went. 
After we got going I relaxed a little and decided I might as well enjoy it
if I could.  As we pulled on to interstate 95, Ron spoke up saying, "Damn,
I forgot to fill up the gas tank.", and told me that he would pull off at
the next exit to get gas.  Deep down inside I knew I was going to be the
one pumping the gas and I was going to be naked doing it.  I was right.

   The exit he took had three places to fill up at.  One was a small Shell
station, the next was a convenience store that had gas and the last was a
major truck stop.  Yep, that's the one he picked.  Thankfully he used a
credit card and we could pay at the pump, but still here I was butt naked
at a truck stop filling the tank while who knows how many people watched.
After filling the tank he had me clean the windows just to keep me out
longer and to give a better show to the ones watching.  All the reaching to
get the windows clean gave everyone a good look at my ass and my pussy.  I
turned several shades of red as I did it.

   The next embarrassing thing that happened was when we hit the first toll
booth.  We hit several on the way and all but one had men taking the toll
and Ron made sure that he used big bills, so getting change took longer and
the toll collector got a good view of me.  The one with a woman was the
worst.  She did a double take and started laughing saying her boyfriend
would never believe her when she would tell him about this as she made
change.  Ron suggested she take a picture to prove it and she did.  Several
in fact.

   As we reached Atlantic City almost six hours later Ron let me get
dressed, saying that trying to check in with a naked woman might be
difficult as he laughed.  Check in went well and soon we headed to our
room. Once in the room he had me strip again before picking up the phone
and ordering room service.  "We need to eat." he said.

   About twenty minutes later came a knock at the door, "Room Service" the
voice at the door announced.  Ron told me to answer the door.  Standing
behind the door I opened it as the young girl wheeled the cart in.  When I
turned Ron had a frown on his face as he walked toward me.

   "Is that how you have been taught to answer the door, by hiding behind
it?"

   It was then the girl noticed I was naked for the first time.  Ron turned
to her, "I apologize for the slut's behavior." he said, "Rest assured she
will be punished."

   The girl was by now curious as to what was going on, so she asked, "How
will she be punished?"

   "She will have her ass spanked." he said.

   "Hmm, that sounds like fun." she said.

   "Would you care to watch or would you rather spank her yourself?" Ron
asked.  "Oh!  Could I?" she squealed beaming like a kid at Christmas. 
"Yes." Ron answered as he pulled a chair from the desk, telling the girl to
have a seat.  Then he turned to me and told me to lay across her lap.  As I
carefully laid myself across her lap she told me to spread my legs and
count each blow.  Then she asked Ron how many.  "Ten," he said, "and make
them good ones."

   Then she started as I counted each one.  By the time she reached eight I
was in tears and my butt was on fire.  The ninth and tenth both landed
square on my pussy.  Then Ron had me thank her for my spanking as he walked
her toward the door.  She told him she got off in a hour and asked if she
could stop by after she got off.  "Yes." he said.

   By the time we finished eating and Ron had taken a shower I heard a
knock at the door and the voice of our room service girl.  This time when I
answered I opened the door with me in front of it fully exposed to whoever
might be out in the hallway.  "Much better slut." she said as she walked
in. Ron told me to go take my shower as he turned to the girl, I found out
then her name was Gwen.

   While I was in the shower Ron and Gwen talked and he told her about how
we had met and what a submissive I was.  When I came out Gwen had already
went through the clothes I brought and had laid out what I was to wear. 
After we left the hotel she suggested we make a short stop to pick up
something else for me to wear.  Ron said okay and our first stop was at an
adult book and sex shop.  Gwen took us in and went straight to the toys and
picked out a nasty looking set of nipple clamps and as she paid for them
called me to her.  "Open you blouse slut." she said as the guy behind the
counter looked on.  Then she pinched and rolled first one nipple, then
placed the clamp on it as I flinched from the pain and repeated the same to
my other nipple before tightening both till I was almost in tears.  "Leave
the blouse open." she said as Ron walked up to her.  "Damn girl, your a
girl after my own heart." Looking at me he said, "Lets go slut."

   We spent the next few hours dancing and drinking with both of them
exposing me to others for their pleasure before stopping by Gwen's place to
pick up a change of clothes for her before returning to our hotel.  When we
got on the elevator they had me strip and when we reached our floor they
had me walk naked in front of them to our room.

   The next morning Gwen showered and left before Ron ordered room service
for us.  After eating and pushing the cart out the door the maids came by.
They had fun watching me as Ron had me standing in front of our window
naked spread eagle facing the rooms on the other side.  Ever so often he
would have me turn around so anyone looking got a good look at both sides
of me.  Ron then let me dress and took me down to the casino.  We played
for a couple hours before going back up to the room.  That night he took me
to a show.

   The next morning we packed and returned home.  Of course when we got on
the road I was naked again.



   "One More Example"

   Hi while we're all waiting to see what Les will come up with let me give
one more example of what my life has been like.

   It had been another slow day at the bar and I was heading home when Ron
called on my cell, "Hey Mary, feel like a little shopping?" he asked.  Now
what woman ever doesn't feel like shopping so I asked, "Where and when?"

   "Meet me at The Forrest, I'll buy dinner then we go shopping."

   The Forrest is a small neighbourhood bar and grill that a lot of dancers
meet at for drinks since the clubs here now can't sell mixed drinks.  I
walked in looking for Ron, and spotted him sitting in the back with another
dancer I knew from another club, both sipping drinks as I made my way to
them.  When I reached them I slide in beside Ron and asked, "Not waiting
for me were you?"

   Both laughed saying that they had just got started.  The waitress came
over and I ordered a rum and coke asking for a double shot in it.  Ron
noted I had on jeans and a tee shirt saying that he wasn't thrilled about
the jeans and would have to correct that before we went shopping.

   We had a couple more drinks and a nice steak dinner.  Then one more
drink before Ron paid the check and we walked out to my Blazer.  "Have you
got a skirt in your dance bag?" he asked.  "No," I answered, "only one of
my wraps I wear when I leave the stage." "That will work." he said, so I
pulled it out and started to head for the ladies room to change into it. 
"No," he said, "just change here." I felt the heat start to rise in my body
and myself getting excited, so I undid my jeans and slipped them off before
putting the wrap on.  Then he took my jeans and put them in my dance bag
and locked my Blazer up saying we would take his car.

   Now for those of you who haven't been to a strip club let me describe
what these wraps look like.  They aren't really meant to be worn as a
skirt. They do cover most of the important parts, but show a lot of leg and
if you aren't wearing panties, and I wasn't, you need to watch or you would
be showing a lot more than maybe you wanted.  The tee shirt I was wearing
was tight and showed the form of my small breasts and of course my nipples
were trying to poke their way out and I was still wearing my "...  me"
strippers heels.

   From there Ron drove us to one of the shopping malls out in the suburbs
and parked out near the front edge of the lot, leaving us a good long walk
inside.  Once inside Ron headed straight for a shoe store saying that I had
mentioned needing a pair of new dance shoes for work.  I told him that I
wasn't really dressed for buying shoes, but he just smiled saying I was
just perfect.  I knew at once he was going to have me showing myself off
and my pussy really started getting wet then, excitement and shame battled
inside me.

   The guy who waited on me got a real eye full when he undid the heels I
was wearing and helped me put the new heels on.  The way my wrap was my wet
pussy was at eye level and he didn't take his eyes off it.  I would have
had a wet spot on my rear end if my wrap hadn't rode up so my bare ass was
on the chair.

   From there we went to The Gap where Ron found a sales girl to help us.
He picked out several little tops and a couple of minis and asked if I
could try them on.  The sales girl led us to a dressing room with a curtain
for a door.  When I went in Ron opened the curtain a little so that anyone
sitting out there could watch as I changed into one of the tops and minis.
When I came out I saw right away that several other guys were there, not to
mention the sales girl, and wondered who had been watching.  Ron had me try
on other outfits.  Each time he left the curtain open just a little more
till by the time I put on the last outfit it was half open.  I knew that I
was giving quite a show.  When I came out the last time the sales girl had
another outfit in her hands saying she had suggested this one to Ron.  When
I took it I saw it was a tennis skirt and a see-through top.  I blushed
knowing that unless this skirt was different from the one I wore on stage
it would come just to the point my legs came together and would expose my
bare ass and my puss with each step.  I put it on and stepped back out
noticing everyone of the men there sporting tents in there pants, even a
couple of wet spots.  "Perfect." Ron said.  "Wear that one from here on."
he said as he gave the others to the girl and told her to ring them up as
he handed her his credit card.

   From there we went to a store that carried toys and he brought me a
large life-like dildo before we left the mall.

   The walk back to the entrance had everyone looking at me, my titties
bouncing, my nipples on full high beam and my pussy leaking down my thighs.
Back in the car Ron opened the dildo and had me put my feet up on the dash
and use it on myself as he drove slowly back to my Blazer saying not to cum
till he said so.  It was torture, but I made it, just barely.  Then he let
me finish right in the parking lot of The Forrest.

   I took my time walking to my Blazer enjoying the looks I was getting.



   "Birthday Humiliation"

   I woke with a nagging worry about what was going to happen today, but
also with a thrill knowing Ron had planned a full day, not to mention the
party he had told me he had arranged.  The kids were with their father for
the weekend, so I didn't have to worry about them.

   I took my shower and washed my hair wondering the whole time just what
Ron had planned for today.  Once finished in the bathroom I moved back into
my bedroom just as the phone started to ring.  It was Ron telling me to
wear simply a dress, nothing else, saying he would pick me up in twenty
minutes.  Well, that made getting dressed simple and I knew just which
dress to wear.  It was a deep teal button up dress that came to just above
my knees.  The top part of the dress was tight as was the waist, but the
bottom part was made to flow with the wind.

   Once Ron picked me up our first stop was at the shop of a friend of him.
This surprised me as this friend owned a graphic sign business that did
quality air brush work.  I was going to ask what we were doing here when
Ron told me that Jeff was going to do some painting on me that he wanted
for later.  I almost complained, but thought better of it.  At least it
wasn't going to be something permanent like a tattoo.  We headed straight
to Jeff's office and once inside Ron introduced me to Jeff.  Jeff handed
Ron a sheet of paper asking if this was what he had in mind.  Ron looked it
over and said that it was right on the money.  Jeff then told Ron he had
made up a set of templates to use because of the delicate nature of the
areas he was going to be working on and the printing being small.  He went
on to say that once the templates were in place he would just spray the
paint and remove the templates and we would be good to go.  With that Ron
turned to me and told me to take off my dress.

   I removed my dress feeling the excitement and humiliation building in
me. I mean, Jeff's office was mostly glass-walled and was in the center of
his shop.  So any of his people could see what was going on, not to mention
any customer who came in.  First Jeff placed two of the templates on my
breasts just above the nipples.  Then he took another and placed it just
above my pussy, his fingers just lightly brushed my now swelling pussy
lips. 'Damn!' I thought to my self, I forgot to shave it this morning.  All
of this took just a short time.  Then he opened the door and walked out
into the shop to get his tools leaving me still standing for everyone to
see and believe me, several did see me.  When he came back it took just a
couple of minutes to apply the paint and the sealant.  Then he removed the
templates and used a blow dryer to help the paint dry before I was allowed
to get dressed again.  After I was dressed Ron showed me what was now
painted on my body.  On my breasts just above my nipples were the words
pinch and twist.  Above my pussy was painted SLUT with CUM DUMP printed on
both sides.  I was shocked, mortified but thrilled as I knew others would
see that before the night was over and I was getting wet just thinking
about it.

   Our second stop was at the beauty salon where he had my hair done along
with a pedicure and a manicure.  Then he told me he noticed I hadn't shaved
yet, so he asked the woman who had taken care of me if they offered waxing.
"Yes," she answered, "let me check if we can fit you in now." With that she
walked to the front where she spoke with two women as she pointed back to
me.  When she came back she said, "You're in luck, we can do it now.", as
they had just gotten a cancellation.  It hit me just then what the woman
who did the waxing would see shortly and a low moan escaped me.

   I was led to a small well lit room and Ron had followed along.  The
first thing I noticed was how warm it was.  Well, I guess it was because of
the heating wax.  The woman told me I would need to remove my dress and lay
down on the table and spread my legs before she went back out.  When she
came back I was laid out on the table legs open as she had ordered.  When
she noticed the writing she looked first at me, then at Ron and then she
chuckled saying, "So, you like that, are you?".  Again humiliation and
shame rippled through me.  With no warning she pinched one nipple as she
twisted the other.  I moaned not sure if it was from pain or pleasure. 
Then she got busy applying the wax and laying pull strips to remove my
stubble.  Most of the time it's quick and not too painful, but she took her
own sweet time.  I could feel every hair as it was pulled from the roots
out of my body.  It took her several times and each was just as painful as
the one before.  Then once finished she applied some jell to ease the burn.
She turned to Ron and asked if she could take a picture of me to show her
friends.  "Yes, sure." he answered.



   "Birthday Humiliation" part 2

   As we were leaving the beauty salon I noticed the girl who had done my
waxing showing several of the other ladies the pictures she had taken.  My
pussy tingled and my level of humiliation went up another notch.

   Our next stop was a boutique that had specialty women's undergarments
and there Ron talked to the woman who both owned and managed the place.  He
told her what he wanted and both acted as if I wasn't even there.  When she
was sure she knew just what he wanted she told him that she needed to make
some measurements to assure the proper fit and asked if we would follow her
to the fitting room.  Once inside she told me to undress and step up on the
platform in the center of the room.  She carefully measured and remeasured
my bust, then just as carefully measured my inseam although her fingers
seemed to have a way of slipping into my by now wet engorged lips, just
barely rubbing the tender excited clit that was now poking its pretty
little self out.  By the time she finished, my thighs had become slick with
my fluids and I was ready to do anything just to be allowed to cum!  She
left to put some things together and when she returned she took a wet wash
cloth and cleaned me up before handing me a pair of crotchless panties to
put on to check for the proper fit.  Once they were on she had me step down
and walk to a mirror to see what they looked like.  In the mirror I saw my
pussy perfectly framed as my sex shown in its full wet glory.  Next she
handed me a bra that lifted and separated my breasts, but in the middle
were holes that allowed my now rock hard and fully extended nipples to poke
through, not only that but the painted on pinch and twist were visible
also. I stood there looking at myself dressed as some cheap slut but knew
from experience these garments were anything but cheap.  I tried on a
couple of more sets, each as revealing as the first when Ron told her he
would take them all.  Then he told me to thank the lady for all her help
and when I started to speak he slapped me saying that wasn't the thanks he
had in mind.  I knew then what he wanted and as I bent my knees and kneeled
before her I asked her, if I could worship her sex in thanks.  She lifted
her skirt and I removed her thong and began to lick and suck her sex.  Ron
reminded her not to muss my hair.  In no time she climaxed covering my face
with her womanly juices.  Then I was allowed to dress but not clean my
face.

   The next stop was a high end shoe store where the man who waited on me
got quite an eye full as he measured my foot while the whole time he was
looking at my now wet pussy.  It took only a moment to find just the right
heels and after Ron paid for them we went to lunch.

   After lunch we made our final stop.  It was at an upscale dress shop
that made special gowns and dresses.  I didn't know, but Ron had ordered a
special gown for me, and all that needed to be done was a final fitting and
any last minute alterations.  Once inside the shop after he had spoken to
the lady up front we were taken to the rear dressing room and again I had
to strip.  Ron had me leave on the bra and panties he had bought earlier
and he even had brought in with him the heels he had purchased for me. 
While we waited he had me put the heels on.

   The dress was a pale green and the material was so sheer I may as well
been naked when I put it on.  You clearly could see right through it.  My
hard nipples poking at the thin gauze like fabric you could see the goose
bumps on each of them.  My ass was split by an all but invisible thong and
from the front my sex was plainly in view for all.  Ron had only one
request and that was to have the hem shortened by a few inches leaving it
to end just under my pussy.  He was told it would take just a short time
before it was finished.  I dressed and we went a couple of blocks before
pulling into a nice bar.  Inside we enjoyed a couple of drinks and he asked
if I was curious as to who would be at the party.  "Yes!" I told him, but
that I also didn't think he would tell me.  He laughed and said I was
right. He wouldn't, but he did tell me that I would reach a level of shame
and humiliation I had never reached before.  He did tell me that some of
the people he had invited would be a shock to me, but it was all going to
be alright.  We finished our drinks and returned to the dress shop.

   The dress was finished when we returned and again I tried it on.  This
time Ron said it was perfect.

   Ron took me home after that and told me that he would pick me up tonight
at 8 and for me to be ready when he arrived.  He laid the dress on my bed
along with the bra and panties he wanted me to wear.  Then he kissed me and
left.  As he went out the door he told me to relax and enjoy myself as
tonight my life would be making a major change.



   "Birthday Humiliation" part 3

   After Ron left I thought about his parting statement, about how my life
was going to have a major change - as if it hadn't already - and it scared
me.  How much more could it change I wondered.  Let's see, so far no one
that really knew me had seen me - at least as far as I knew.  That was what
worried me most, someone close finding out.  Next I thought about someone
from management at the cleaners finding out.  That could cost me my job. 
Then I thought about family finding out.  Ron wouldn't expose me to my
kids, I knew, but what about my brother?  He had met him.  Maybe my ex
husband.  He knew him also.  Soon I had worked myself into a tizzy, but
deep down inside me I knew that what I wanted most was the humiliation that
the risk brought with this game I was playing.  I had come to live for it.

   Time past as I waited for the bath tub to fill.  I wanted a long hot
bath to ease my nerves.  I soaked till the water cooled and then left the
tub.  Drying off with a soft towel I looked at myself in the mirror and saw
my naked body with the painted on words and shivered.  Looking back at me
was a slut.  I realized at that moment I liked what I saw and if anyone
else didn't that was their problem not mine.  Again I thought of the people
who could possibly be there later tonight.  My ex couldn't hurt me.  And my
brother, well he chased every woman he met.  People from work, hey I don't
care.  So I relaxed.

   By seven I started doing my make up.  I applied a heavy coat of deep
whore red lip stick and repainted my nails to match, even my toenails. 
Next I picked up the bra and thong Ron had selected, for the first time
noticing they were as red as my nails and lips.  That caused me to smile.
Soon I was putting on the dress and when finished the heels were next. 
Then I checked myself in the mirror again and liked what I saw.  I checked
the time, it was five till eight.  Ron will be here soon I thought as I
walked to the living room.  Then I heard a car pull up.  I looked out the
window and saw a stretch limo and Ron walking to my door.  When I opened
the door a huge smile from his face greeted me.  He told me I was beautiful
and perfect in every way.  I knew right then that no matter what tonight
would be just fine.

   On the way Ron told me that he would be beside me all night and that
everything would work out in the long run.  Tonight is your coming out
party and if everything goes as planned something else very special, too.

   The party was being held at a private club one of Ron's friends owned
and when we walked in the joint was packed.  All at once the noise level
dropped, I swear you could almost have heard a pin drop.  Everyone was
looking at me.

   Ron led me around introducing me to his friends.  He had bankers,
lawyers, even two judges there.  Not even mentioning Jeff who just this
morning had painted me, nor his drinking buddies from the bar, nor some of
the dancers I knew who either worked where I did or at other clubs Ron had
taken me to.  Then one of my fears came true, my ex walked up!  He called
me a slut and a whore saying, "Look at how you're dressed, your ...  on
display!" Ron spoke up saying my ex had a choice to make.  He could either
apologize or take the other choice and get his ass beat right here.  He
went on to say it wasn't my fault as he wasn't man enough to give me what I
needed.  Well, my ex was never the smartest person in the world, so he got
a bad ass whipping.  He threatened to have my kids taken from me and about
that time one of Ron's lawyer friends told him, "Try it and you will lose
at the same time." One of the judges who were there spoke up saying he
didn't have a chance as some of Ron's other friends pushed and shoved him
out of the club.

   My next shock came a little later as Ron and I stood at the bar, me
sipping wine and Ron with a beer in his hand.  My brother walked up, he
shook Ron's hand saying my ex had that coming for a long time.  He turned
to me saying he was sorry he hadn't done it for me a long time ago.  Then
he kissed me on the cheek and said in the future he would step in much
quicker if anyone hurt me again.  He said he really liked how I looked, but
that it was a shame that so much was covered, giving both Ron and me a shy
smile.  Ron asked if he really wanted to see more and if he wanted everyone
else to see it, too.  My brother told him it wasn't about what he wanted,
but what I wanted was important.  I don't think I ever loved my brother
more than just then.  With that said Ron turned me around and unzipped my
dress, letting it fall to the floor.  Then he asked me to dance with him. I
followed him on to the dance floor.  As we danced I could feel his erection
pressing into my belly.  As my nipples hardened my juices began flowing
down my thighs and tears formed in my eyes.  Both tears of shame but mostly
of joy.

   For the next few hours I danced with most of the men there and yes they
followed the instructions on my breasts.  My nipples were under assault
being pinched and twisted by most of the men and some of the women also. 
My brother included.  It was he who while we danced told me I should go
ahead and remove the bra and thong also to make the night complete.  I
stopped dancing and looked him in the eye saying that was his job, not
mine. He did it and put them in his pocket before we finished the dance and
he led me back to Ron.

   I spent the rest of the night naked and exposed and loved it.  More
dancing followed.  At one point Ron even put me up on the bar and had me
dance like I was at the club giving everyone a good look at my wet pussy
and at my puckered butt hole.

   Ron asked me to marry him that night and it was the hardest thing I ever
did telling him no.  I told him I loved him and always would, but I didn't
want to be married again.  Instead I offered to be his sex slave, if he
would have me.  We have been happy ever since.



   "Taking Chances"

   My brother Gordon and Ron have been getting together a lot lately and
came up with the idea of a game that involved me being naked, exposed and
taking chances.  The point of the game is to have me chancing humiliation
in public.

   The first thing they wanted me to do was to take a walk through my
neighbourhood butt naked in handcuffs.  I live in a nice well lit
subdivision, so the risk of being seen is very high.  Being seen naked by
my neighbours would be humiliating enough, but naked in handcuffs!  Wow,
over the top.  Since there are small children in the area it was decided
that either late at night or early morning would be the best time to take
my stroll.  Both Gordon and Ron would be close by in case they were needed.

   Bondage was something new to me and scary.  Yes I admit I had thought of
being bound and helpless before, but had never seriously given it much
thought.  Besides most of my thoughts had been of me being bound,
blindfolded, gagged and helpless as person or persons unknown ravished me.
Not something like that.  I wondered how I could pull it off.  After all I
had my four kids living at home with me and they didn't know their mother
was a slut.  At least I hoped not.

   Ron called one night and told me it was time and tomorrow morning was
going to be when.  He told me he would be at my house at 4AM and for me to
be naked and waiting by the door.  That night I got no sleep as my nerves
were going crazy.  With the kids safely in bed and asleep I was naked and
waiting when Ron knocked on the door.  It was a Saturday morning and I
thought surely no one would be up, so there was very little risk of being
seen.  I stepped outside to greet Ron and he spun me around putting cuffs
on me before turning me back around to kiss me as he fondled my breasts,
tweaking my nipples, then slipping two fingers into my warm wet sex.

   "Excited I see." he said as I softly moaned yes.  Gordon was still
sitting in the car.

   "Since this is your first time it will be a short walk, two blocks up
the street, two blocks to the right.  Then two blocks back this way and two
blocks back to your street before coming back home." The night was clear
and the temperature was warm, but I was sweating like crazy.

   Ron explained the rules to me: I was to stay on the sidewalk at all
times.  He and Gordon would follow me in the car with the lights on, "All
the better to enjoy the view." he said.  I was to walk at a normal pace and
if anyone was out and spoke to me I was to answer.  If they touched me, I
wasn't to worry.  Touching would be all they would be allowed to do.  Then
he walked me to the sidewalk and told me to get started.

   The first few steps away from my house I was in a daze.  I couldn't
believe I was doing this, but by the end of the first block I had slipped
into a traffic-calmed zone and the second block was easier.  Then I turned
the corner.  The next block went by quickly.  Then I crossed the street to
the next block.  That's when I realized that the two blocks coming up next
were right along a main road and traffic could - and most likely would - be
heavier.

   Getting to the main road my worst fears became true.  The traffic was
heavy.  'Where in the hell were all these cars going?' I wondered.  Not
only that, but I also wondered how Gordon and Ron were going to stay behind
me to watch out for me.  I heard a door close and looked back.  Ron had
gotten out of the car and Gordon had turned the corner and drove off.  I
saw then that Ron was going to be behind me on foot till I turned back into
the quieter part of the neighbourhood.  I felt better and kept walking.  My
arousal level was going through the roof and my thighs were slick and
gleaming from the fluids leaking, no pouring from my pussy.  My nipples
were pointed out like beacons, I was so aroused.  The first block was now
over and no one had shown any sign of seeing me, but all of a sudden a horn
started honking and a car pulled to the side.  Inside it were three teenage
boys and they made several comments and asked if I wanted a ride, cause
they all sure wanted to ride me.  I told them, no I didn't need a ride and
that I wasn't interested in playing with little boys when I had a man to
take care of me.  I knew as soon as I said that I had made a mistake as one
of them started to get out of the car.  About then Ron spoke up saying if
he didn't want to get hurt he best get back in the car.  He told them they
had seen enough and should move on.  Then one of the boys spotted Gordon
walking up from the other direction and they pulled off.

   The rest of the walk was fine.  No one else stopped, though a couple did
slow down and whisled and honked their horns.

   When I got back to the house Ron followed me to the door and unlocked
the handcuffs before opening my door.  He turned to Gordon and told him I
would take him home later.  Once inside Ron took me to my bedroom and then
went to my bathroom where he got a wash cloth and washed my bare feet
before taking me to bed and made love to me.

   Later that morning I fixed him and the kids breakfast before taking him
home.



   "Taking Chances, another time"

   My brother Gordon and his wife played major roles in the next chance. 
Actually, I shouldn't call it chance as I was definitely going to be
humiliated and there was no way around that.  The only thing not definite
in advance was that I didn't know how badly until the day came.

   Ron told me that Gordon and his wife Kim were going to be entertaining
some friends and I was to do what ever either of them told me.  I tried to
find out more, but no amount of begging or pleading got any answers. 
Matter of fact all I got for all my questions was my bare ass spanked and
if that wasn't enough afterwards I had to stand in a corner with my nose
pressed to the wall with my hands on my head.  I couldn't even rub my sore
ass!  To make matters worse it was almost time for the kids to get home
from school.  How would I explain this to them if they got home early?  Ron
cut it close only letting me dress when the bus pulled up outside.

   Kim called me the following Monday and told me that the dinner party was
set for Friday.  I was told to get there early to help with things before
the guests arrived.  I didn't know what she possibly could need as she had
already told me the dinner was catered so it wasn't cooking.

   Friday came and I showed up around 3 in the afternoon as I was told. 
Gordon was still at work so it was just Kim and me.  Kim had me strip
almost as soon as I was inside.  A short time later the caterer showed up
and she and her helper saw me naked.  By 5 the caterer had gone leaving the
food in the kitchen.  The table still needed to be set as it was bare but
for a table cloth.  I asked Kim if she wanted me to set the table, but she
told me that could wait till Gordon got home.  In the mean time she wanted
me to draw her a bath and then bathe her.  That was strange as it was the
first time I had ever seen her naked.  Kim has a body most of us women just
wish we had.  Shoulder length blond hair, high firm breasts, pink puffy
nipples, a tiny waist and a flat stomach.  After her bath I was told to
shower and then come back downstairs when dry.

   When I came down Gordon was home by then and I found him and Kim in the
dinning room.  They had removed the table cloth and placed a thin rubber
mat on the table before putting the table cloth back.  It was then I found
out why I was there.  I was to be the table center piece.  Not only that,
but I was going to be the serving platter also.

   Gordon helped me on to the table.  Then he placed a bar between my
ankles and locked it.  Next he took one wrist and wrapped a padded cuff
around.  He attached a long bungee cord to the cuff and passed it under the
table to Kim as he moved to the other side of the table, taking my other
wrist and wrapped another cuff around it before attaching the cord to that
side, too.  Then he told me to try and move my hands.  I couldn't.  Next he
had me raise my head and open my mouth before placing a penis shaped gag in
it that he then strapped behind my head.  He asked if I was okay.  I nodded
yes, but panic was setting in.  Next they placed a rubber pillow under my
head.  Then came the food.  I was covered with fruit and vegetables from my
neck to my feet.  Whipped cream and chocolate were applied to my small
pancake breasts and honey was poured into my pussy.

   A short time later the first guest arrived.  Over the next half hour the
rest arrived while I was laying in the dinning room alone and waiting.

   My first warning I had been spotted was a squeal of glee from one of the
women, then followed up by a male saying the display was totally eatable.
From that point on my body was under constant assault as they all teased me
as they reached for pieces of fruit, dipping them in the whipped cream or
the honey.  I was going crazy with desire.  I looked to see who was there
and my humiliation deepened as I saw the girl who had done my waxing.  Then
there was also the lawyer who handled my divorce.  Next I saw one of the
bank tellers from the bank I visit almost daily for work.  The rest
appeared to be friends of theirs.  As the fruit vanished my nipples came to
their attention, not to mention my very wet sticky pussy.  Several tongues
tried to clean it but I kept adding another kind of cream myself now.

   After the party wound down I was released and helped to the bathroom to
be cleaned up by both Gordon and Kim.  Then Gordon drove me home as I was
in no shape to drive.

   When I got home Ron was there and he had got the kids to bed and was
already waiting for me.



   "Humiliating Trip"

   Ron pushed the limits on this one, but after it was all over I found it
to be one of the most exciting days of my life.

   Ron has family up in the country about two hours from here and he once
took me to a cabin he has not to far from where they live.  I loved it
there.  It was so quite and peaceful.  There is a lake and everything
there, not to mention how nice the cabin is.  Ron asked me one Thursday
night, if I remembered how to get there, and I told him yes as it was easy
to find.  He suggested that since I was off for the weekend maybe I could
drive up and spend the weekend with him.  I saw no reason not to as my
folks were taking my kids to the beach so I agreed.  We planned on me
leaving after mom and dad picked the kids up and Ron helped me pack what I
needed for the stay.  You know by now he always chooses the skimpiest
clothes I have, but I didn't worry about it.  Once we had packed everything
I needed, he suggested he take them up when he left, so I would already be
unpacked when I got there.  Then he dared me to drive up naked.  I've
learned not to question him and knew that his dare was really an order.  I
thought about the drive and decided that it was safe enough barring an
accident or break down and, as my Blazer had just been inspected and had a
full tank of fuel, I agreed.

   Mom and dad picked the kids up just before noon and after they left I
stripped off my clothes and ran to the Blazer hoping no one saw me as I did
so.

   Once on the road I was relaxed and made good time.  I watched my speed
as I didn't want to be pulled over naked with nothing to cover up with. 
About twenty miles from where I was going I saw red flashing lights in my
rear view mirror and got very nervous.  Then I knew I was being pulled.  I
was totally panicked as I knew I was about to be totally humiliated.  I
just hoped I wouldn't end up in jail.

   It was a county deputy who pulled me and once he saw I was naked he
allowed me to stay in my Blazer as he took my licence and registration card
and walked back to his cruiser.  I was almost in tears I was so worried. 
He was gone a long time it seemed.  When he came back to my vehicle I knew
something was up.  This time he had his hand on his gun.  Out of the car he
ordered and the next thing I knew I was up against my Blazer, feet spread
and my hands cuffed behind me.  He told me I was under arrest for no
drivers licence, as mine had expired, and for speeding.  He told me since I
was naked he had to call for a female officer to take me in as he walked
back to his car leaving me standing there on the side of the road in plain
view of passing traffic.  His dash cam recording the whole thing.  It
seemed like forever before the female officer got there and when she did
she marched me straight to her car and put me in the back.  I heard the
male officer tell the female to take me to the sub station's holding cell
till the sheriff could make up his mind what to do with me.  By now I was
in tears, my life a shambles.

   I was taken to the sub station and placed in a cell still naked and to
make matters worse a drunk was in the cell next to me and about six other
police officers were there.  Finally they let me make a phone call and I
called Ron hoping he could get me out of this mess.

   Two hours later Ron showed up and with him were the officer who had
pulled me, the female officer who drove me in and the sheriff.  The cell
was unlocked and I was taken to the sheriff's office followed by everyone
else.  Once inside I noticed Ron had a smile on his face and wondered just
what he found so funny me being in so deep trouble.  Then he introduced me
to his uncle and his two cousins.  That's right, the sheriff was his uncle
and the other two were his cousins.  The sheriff explained that Ron had set
the whole thing up and had told them all about me and my need for
humiliation.  He also said he hoped to see as much of me tomorrow at the
family picnic and hoped that there were no hard feelings.  Then he told me
I was free to go.

   The next day at the picnic I was dressed just as they saw me last when I
met Ron's aunt and the rest of his folks.



   "Pet Smart Humiliation"

   It was a hot Saturday morning as Ron and I drove East toward Va Beach.
Our conversation was centered around my need to be humiliated.  Ron had
mentioned how much harder it was for him to really humiliate me.  Not that
I still didn't become very humiliated with some of what he had me doing or
anything, but the really earth shaking, mind blowing, orgasm causing kind
were becoming fewer and fewer.

   Our plan for today was to hit the beach, swim and soak up some rays
before hitting some clubs for drinks and dancing.  The hotel we were
staying at was located right on the beach and in easy walking distance from
a couple of hot clubs he had found.

   We had taken my Blazer over his truck since his AC was on the blink and
he had it in the shop for repairs.  Both our bags were in the back.  I had
packed little as he had since our main goal was fun and sun.  Both of us
were dressed for just that.  He wearing shorts and tee shirt and me I
already had my bikini on with a little beach wrap over that.

   On our way into town Ron spotted a Pet Smart and told me to pull in as
he wanted to pick up a couple of things.  I didn't give it a thought as Ron
has the most gorgeous German Sheppard you can imagine.  A huge black and
tan that he has had for years.  I just thought he wanted to get him
something.

   Once inside we walked around the cool air causing my nipples to harden
and poke the small triangles of my top out.  Both Ron and I noticed the
looks I was getting from the customers both male and female.  I also felt
my pussy starting to heat up.

   The first thing Ron picked up was a leather collar but it wasn't
something I could see him putting on Brutus as it was a bright pink.  Then
he found a thin light weight leash to match.  Now I was sure they weren't
for Brutus, but I still didn't know or realize they were for me.  Next came
a doggies bed, also in pink, but at least it was big enough for Brutus I
thought.  The last thing he wanted was a tag.  The young woman who was to
print the tag asked Ron what he wanted it to show and his answer floored
me, "Ron's Slut" he told her.

   Her eyes flashed toward me as a smile formed on her pretty face, "Oh
getting your pet some pretties are you?" she asked.  "She's a pretty thing,
too.  Is she well behaved?" she asked.  I know I turned several shades of
deep red as Ron answered "Yes, most of the time." I felt my pussy gush
soaking my bikini bottom.  You could smell my arousal in the air.  After
the tag was printed she put it on the collar and told Ron she would be
happy to check him out if he was finished shopping.  Ron thanked her and
paid for his purchases.  The girl put the doggies bed in a bag and started
to reach for the collar and leash when Ron stopped her saying I would be
wearing them out as he knew the city had a leash law and didn't allow pets
to run free as he placed the collar around my neck and next came the leash.
I was totally humiliated.  Here I stood, a grown woman, being collared like
a dog in a crowded store with people watching it happen.  Ron paid the girl
and picked up the one bag.  Then he led me out of the store by my leash and
back to my Blazer.

   When we checked into the hotel I stood there still wearing my collar as
Ron carried our bags and the bag from Pet Smart to our room.  In the room
he put our bags down and turned to me asking if I was ready for the beach.

   We hit the beach and swam for a couple of hours.  Part of that time we
spent laying out soaking up some sun.  All that day I wore my collar and
revelled in the looks it got both on the beach and at the clubs.

   That night I slept at the bed side in my doggie bed as Ron stroked my
hair till I fell asleep.

   I awoke the next morning feeling refreshed happy and loved.



   "Guessing Game"

   Ron took me on a business trip with him that was a very humiliating but
oh so exciting experience for me.  The meeting was to start on Thursday,
but on Wednesday night there was to be a catered cocktail party so everyone
would have a chance to meet each other.

   We arrived late Wednesday afternoon and after showering and getting
settled into our room Ron took me up to the ballroom where the party would
take place.  It was a beehive of activity, people setting up tables and
snack trays, bartenders setting up mini bars around the room.  Everything
was in place and the guest would be coming in soon.

   Ron took me to another room off the main ballroom where he told me what
he had planned for me.  Then he showed me how I was going to be displayed.
He had a baggage trolley enclosed with curtains and on the inside was a X
shaped cross.  Next he had me strip then step up on the trolley.  First he
bound my hands, one hand to each side of the cross, then he did the same
with my legs.  The center of the X was just above my waist.  He pushed the
trolley over to a wall mirror to show me how I looked.  The only part of my
body not exposed were the parts against the cross.  Next he took a sleep
mask from his pocket and put it over my eyes.  I couldn't see a thing. 
Then he put a set of headphones over my ears blocking out most of the sound
till he turned on an Ipod or something filling my ears with music, I could
hear only that.  Then the music stopped and he removed the headphones and
told me that he was closing the curtains and I would be moved to the main
room shortly.  Then he put the headphones back on me and before he started
the music I heard the curtain close.  I don't know how long it was before I
felt the trolley moving.

   For the rest of the night I was displayed naked in a room full of
people. Not only was I displayed, but people freely ran their hands over my
body.  Some fingered me, then gave me their finger to clean, some pinched
and pulled or twisted my nipples.  I was cumming freely and couldn't help
myself.  Then it all stopped and I felt the trolley moving again.  When the
headphones and the sleep mask were removed I was back in our room.  When
Ron showed up he told me I had done great.

   The next day at the meeting I felt every eye on me and wondered if the
person I was talking to had been one of the ones who had played with my
body.  I was humiliated beyond belief.  I spent half the day cleaning my
juices up to keep them from running down my leg.



   "Unexpectedly Naked"

   Planning the wedding has taken so much of our time it has left us little
time for just us.  Ron decided we needed to get away for a few day's to
have a little fun and relax.  Ron found what sounded like the perfect
place, a small Bed and Breakfast located in Georgia.  He even took care of
packing for me so I had no idea what I would be wearing at any time but I
trust him to keep us safe and me out of jail.

   The drive down was nice, of course Ron had me pump gas naked a couple of
times, the embarrassing part was having to go inside to pay.  Embarrassing
but fun if you know what I mean.  Meal's were another time he spiced things
up.  Most of the time my blouse was undone to just below my breast giving
our waiter or waitress a good view of my small breast and hard nipples.

   When we reached the Bed and Breakfast our room was to just die for.  We
were joined by three other couples and they were nice and soon we became
friends going every place together.  Two of the other couples were
conservative both in dress and action but fun anyway.  The other couple
seemed just like us, open to most anything.

   Anyway here's what happened.  One day we decided to spend the day close
and enjoy the pool and just hang out.  Ron had brought me a Bikini and when
I put it on it covered just as little as I expected but I didn't complain
and neither did anyone else.  The suit top just covered my nipples and the
bottom didn't hide much either.  The suit fit perfect and felt like you
weren't wearing it so when it happened I didn't notice it till I saw all
the guy's looking at me as well as the three other women.  When I looked
down I saw I was naked.  Ron kept me standing there as he explained what
had happened.  He had found some site on the web that you can get swim
suits that when they get wet they dissolve!!!

   The day ended up with two of the other girls joining me naked the other
did go topless at least.  The guys all loved it and our host when they came
out and found us undressed as we were suggested dinner be a clothing free
affair which we all agreed too.

   A word of advice girls is to pack your own swim wear or you may have as
much fun as I did.