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This happened years ago, with my boyfriend/Dom at the time. This was particularly exciting because these friends were not part of the lifestyle, and had no idea we were kinky.

The hoodie was big enough to cover me completely, but if I sat the wrong way, or bent over too much, everyone would get a good look at my ass and thong. It was a sexy black lacey one too. I had to be extra careful at all times while acting completely normal. It was a challenge to be sure, and needless to say I was turned on the entire time.

Knowing one wrong move would let his friends get an eye full was constantly on my mind, and that excitement had me on edge from the start. Some of them took notice that I wasn't quite myself. I wasn't as focused on the conversation, and one of them even pointed out how flushed my cheeks were. Ontop of that the keen eyed observer could probably tell I wasnt wearing a bra. The hoodie was thick but with how horny I was, my nipples were so hard that they were somewhat noticeable, as was the bounce of my boobs as I walked.

I caught several of them stealing glances at my chest as if they were trying to determine if I was wearing one or not. If only they knew that there was nothing on under the hoodie. Not even a tank top. It was a zip up hoodie too. All anyone would have to do is grab that zipper and pull, and I would be exposed to them all. The thought excited me. Not of them exposing me, just the possibility of it.

At one point I did slip up. I got careless in the way I sat down. As I tucked my leg under me to be comfortable his friend who was across from me saw it. He saw my thong, my bare legs and ass, and he quickly turned away, blushing, but he saw me. I was embarrassed, but so turned on that I felt flutters in my chest.

When they finally left I was about to beg my Master for relief but I didn't have to. He was just as turned on. He ripped the hoodie from my body and ravaged me on the living room floor. It was incredible and we both had spectacular orgasms.

Afterwards I filled him in on what his friend saw and that led to some interesting experiences later on.

This was back in my early 20s with my first Master, early in the Dom/sub relationship. It was shortly after I moved in with him too.

I came home from work that day to see my boyfriend (Master) and another guy, I've never met, hanging out in the living room. I said hello, Master made introductions, and then I went to go change. I wasn't thrilled about having company, I was really horny since I was having quite the spicy conversation with Master all day. I wanted to come home and fuck, but now that wasn't going to happen.

I went back downstairs, wearing a cute sweater and my comfiest leggings and plopped down next to Master. I put on my friendliest smile and resigned myself to faking polite conversation until this guy left. That was not what was going to happen though.

Right away Master says "Sara, arent you gonna be hot in that sweater? Take it off." He said it as a friendly suggestion, but with the undertones of a command. I suggested I could go change into a tshirt, but no, he wanted me to take it off. I told him I didnt have anything else on under it, which was embarrassing to say, and also happened to add to how turned on I was already. He just stared at me with an expectant smile.

I shot a nervous glance at his friend, who didn't seem bothered by the situation at all, and then did as I was told. I pulled my sweater off, exposing my breasts to them both. His friend got an even bigger smile as he took in the sight of me, and I went back to cuddling on Master's arm, doing my best to cover up.

They continued their conversation, about nothing I was interested in, while my head was spinning. I focused mostly on clinging to Master and covering my boobs as much as I could. That was working well enough to curb my growing arousal, but then after just a few minutes Master gave me another order. "Hey Sara, give him a blowjob."

I thought I misheard him. I looked up at him, confused, and he explained that he had told his friend all about how good I was at sucking dick, and should show him. I looked over to his friend, and he was sitting back in his chair legs spread wide, and smiling at me. My heart was now pounding, I was nervous, but very turned on.

I nodded my head, slid off the couch, exposing my tits to this man again, and knelt between his legs. He called me a good girl as I started to undo his pants, which sent a tingle down my back and straight between my legs. I eagerly took his cock out, and while it was nothing impressive, the only thing I wanted in that moment was to be obedient and taste it.

Without hesitation I took him into my mouth and started sucking. His hand went to the back of my head and he let out a long low moan as he laced his fingers into my hair. He showered me with praise as I sucked him, and then told Master how amazing it was.

That encouraged me to please him further. I began deepthroating him, using my hands on his shaft and balls, sucking hard, bobbing my head fast, and moaning constantly from how turned on I was. It was having the desired affect on him too. After only a few minutes he gripped my hair and began announcing over and over that he was going to cum, and then finally he flooded my mouth with it. I kept sucking as I swallowed it all down, prompting him to let out a series of "Oh fuck."

When he couldn't take it anymore he pulled me off his cock by my hair, which he had to do because I wasn't going to stop. Since I was done with my task I looked back at Master, searching for his approval, hoping I did a good job for him. He said "good girl, Sara." I nearly orgasmed right then and there.

I turned back to this man I just met, topless, on my knees, his cock still in my hands, and thanked him for his cum. He called me a sexy little succubus, and then I crawled back to Master who pulled me into his lap. He sat me facing his friend, reached up with one hand to play with my tits and the other down my leggings to finger me.

From how turned on I was all day, and that entire situation, Master had me squirming, moaning and close to cumming almost immediately. They were talking about something but I was far more concerned with how good Master was making me feel, and trying desperately to hump his hand. Next thing I know his friend got up, thanked me again, pinched my nippled, making my cry out, and then he left.

That was when Master threw me down to the floor, yanked my leggings off and fucked me like I had been needing. He called me so many names as he ravaged me from behind, and my orgasm hit me like a train. I couldn't even hold myself up, and collapsed. Master kept fucking me prone, extending my already intense orgasm until I was a shaking squeaky mess on the floor. When he was done, he pulled out and came all over my ass, marking me as his fuck toy.

I couldn't move after that and had to lay there for several minutes. When I did get up I was a shaky mess. He took me to the bathroom, helped me cleanup, and then we cuddled. He took care of me the rest of the night.

Looking back that experience should have been a red flag for our relationship. We never discussed dping something like that in depth, but at the time I was so into being his obedient slut that I didnt even question it. I just got off on doing what I was told.

Atleast the orgasm was incredible.

Unintentionally at first anyway 😈

He was coming by so early and I did not have the energy to make myself, or the apartment, presentable. I let him in while wearing what I slept in, just a white tshirt and panties. Yes the tshirt was thin and my nipples were visible and poking through the thin material. The white panties did little to cover my ass as well, so he got an eye full of the front and the back as I turned to lead him to the bathroom.

I had a few bras hanging, underwear on the floor, and my dildo was still mounted to the shower wall. He took it all in stride, mentioning nothing, but I could tell he saw it all. He got to work and I hung out idly in the doorway as he cleaned out the drain that had been an issue since moving in.

As I woke up more I realized exactly what I was wearing, and what he was seeing. Embarrassed? A little. Turned on? A lot. That exhibitionist switch flipped, and I started making idle chit chat about what he was doing. I had no actual interest, I just wanted him to turn and look at me as we chatted. He took every opportunity to take in the sight of my scantily dressed body. He seemed to like my legs in particular, and I made no effort to cover up at all.

The job was done quicker than I expected, and that brought an end to the fun, but not before I leaned over to look in the tub right next to him. The flimsy shirt fell away and I let him get a peak. I'm not sure exactly what he got to see at that angle, but I knew he took a peak before abruptly standing up. I stayed bent over just a little longer so he could get a look at my ass too.

He gathered his things, and honestly I was impressed at how professional he was. Given he was fairly attractive I figured this kind of thing may have happened to him before, i only hoped he enjoyed what he got to see.

I walked him out after he finished cleaning up, and I thanked him for his help. I offered him a tip, but he refused politely and then he was gone, leaving me alone with my arousal. I stripped naked immediately, got in the shower, and fucked myself on that dildo until cumming hard. It only took a few minutes too. I was more turned on than I thought. And yes, I thought about the man I just met, bending me over the edge of the bathtub and fucking me.

It was for my very first Master, and it happened in my early 20s.

He was bringing me to a party where everyone was part of the lifestyle, and he told me what he was going to have me doing. The rules were simple. I was to kneel on the very comfy pillow provided. I was going to be naked except for a body harness, a leash and a collar. I was to be blindfolded, and my hands bound to my sides. I wasn't allow to move or speak and no one was allowed to touch me either.

I was so nervous the entire day leading up to the party, and I was just a bundle of tighly spun nerves when we finally got there. I was also already turned on more than ever, and very very wet.

He blindfolded me and took me inside by the leash. I could hear all the people and conversations around me, and the smell of various colognes and perfumes, cigarettes and alcohol, assailed my senses as he walked me to the room I was going to be in. I could feel the eyes on me, and I knew some of the laughs and giggles had to be directed at me. My arousal only grew.

Master took me to my spot, he removed my coat, which was the only thing I had on other than the harness, leash and collar, and then sat me down. He positioned me on my knees with my legs spread just enough, attached my wrist cuffs to the harness at my waist, and then he ran a finger along my very needy pussy and I moaned loudly from hiw fucking good it felt.

He commented on how wet I was and then stuck his finger in my mouth. I tasted myself and started sucking his finger like it was a cock. I desperately wanted to suck him for real, but instead he patted me on the head and left me there.

There I kneeled, waiting for anything to happen. It felt like an eternity. I was anxious, and just wanted anything to happen. The anticipation was torture. Finally when some people did walk in though, I felt my heart skip. Nervousness, arousal, and anticipation were all swimming through my head as I heard people walking around me.

At first they talked amongst themselves, continuing conversations from another room, as if I wasn't there, or was just a piece of furniture. But then one man stood right infront of me, and commented on how good I looked as a center piece decoration. Another man agreed. I was a mess. I could feel my arousal growing even more, and that tingly need only grew stronger.

Another complained about not being allowed to touch me because he could see how wet I was. Apparently I was dripping onto the pillow. They continued to talk about me like I was just an object to be admired. They talked about my tits, my ass, my pussy, and my lips. They discussed what they would do to me if they could touch me. One man even asked what I'd do if he put his cock to my lips. I couldnt answer, I wasnt allowed to speak, but as an involuntary response to the question I licked my lips.

He laughed and called me a hungry slut. I bit my lower lip. He laughed again. The others joined in, asking if I would suck all their cocks. I started to squirm. They made fun of me for being so turned on, and so eager. My body burned with need, and my mouth watered as they continued talking about taking turns with my mouth.

One even suggested they actually do it as my Master wasn't even in the room. Another whispered in my ear, asking if I would like that. I didn't move. I didn't speak. But I'll admit that if they had put their cocks to my lips, I would have opened my mouth for them. I was too turned on not to. I was deep in a submissive state, aroused beyond rational thought. They could have done anything they wanted to me and I would have cum over and over and over as they did it.

Yet I remained still and quiet, as I had been instructed. Eventually the men got bored of teasing me, and left to other parts of the party. I was left alone again, and could only listen as sex happened all over elsewhere in the house. I was jealous. I wanted to be fucked. I wanted to suck cock. I wanted attention.

A few more people entered the room some time later, but they were far less bold. They did compliment my body, and my obedience, but it wasn't as intense as before. They didnt stay long either and once again I was left alone. But only briefly.

One more person entered the room. He didn't speak, but he walked around me slowly several times before stopping infront of me. He whispered that he would love to have me as furniture in his house, and that he would use me anytime he wanted to drain his balls. I was shaking with arousal and anticipation. He laughed, and then he broke the rules. He squeezed my titty and pinched a nipple.

The stimulation was so sudden and so wildly intense from how turned on I was that I couldnt help but cry out in pleasure. He pulled away and told me to shut up. I shut my mouth as instituted and then he slipped a hand between my legs. I bit my lip as he slipped a finger inside and he laughed at how wet I was. He could have made me cum in seconds, and I was desperately trying to stay quiet, but then he pulled away.

He stood up and I heard him undoing his belt and my heart skipped, and my excitement only grew stronger. He told me that I was gonna be a good slut and suck his cock and my mouth watered and my heart was pounding, but just before he could take it out, some more people entered the room. One of them was my Master. He told me it was time to go just as the other guy was rushing out of the room.

Reality returned as he took the blindfold off and I saw his face. Master gave me permission to speak, and I immediately told him what just happened, and then begged him to make me cum, as I wasnt yet completely rational. Master was furious, and ran out of the room after uncuffing my wrists and allowing me to move. I stood up and put my coat back on while listening to yelling outside. The swirling fogginess in my head subsided and I realized just how bad it was.

Turns out that guy had pushed boundaries before and that was the last chance anyone wanted to give him. He was removed from the group and banned from our events. He was also black listed from every other group and event as we all spread the word.

On the way home Master asked me if I would have actually sucked the guy off if no one walked in. I admitted I would have because that's how deep into subspace I was, and how horny being on display had made me. He laughed, and then pushed my head to his lap. I sucked his cock the whole drive back.

Once we were home he did fuck me, and it was one of the fastest, most blindingly intense orgasms I can remember.

It was an amazing experience and thankfully I've had several more like it.

It was for my very first Master, and it happened in my early 20s.

He was bringing me to a party where everyone was part of the lifestyle, and he told me what he was going to have me doing. The rules were simple. I was to kneel on the very comfy pillow provided. I was going to be naked except for a body harness, a leash and a collar. I was to be blindfolded, and my hands bound to my sides. I wasn't allow to move or speak and no one was allowed to touch me either.

I was so nervous the entire day leading up to the party, and I was just a bundle of tighly spun nerves when we finally got there. I was also already turned on more than ever, and very very wet.

He blindfolded me and took me inside by the leash. I could hear all the people and conversations around me, and the smell of various colognes and perfumes, cigarettes and alcohol, assailed my senses as he walked me to the room I was going to be in. I could feel the eyes on me, and I knew some of the laughs and giggles had to be directed at me. My arousal only grew.

Master took me to my spot, he removed my coat, which was the only thing I had on other than the harness, leash and collar, and then sat me down. He positioned me on my knees with my legs spread just enough, attached my wrist cuffs to the harness at my waist, and then he ran a finger along my very needy pussy and I moaned loudly from hiw fucking good it felt.

He commented on how wet I was and then stuck his finger in my mouth. I tasted myself and started sucking his finger like it was a cock. I desperately wanted to suck him for real, but instead he patted me on the head and left me there.

There I kneeled, waiting for anything to happen. It felt like an eternity. I was anxious, and just wanted anything to happen. The anticipation was torture. Finally when some people did walk in though, I felt my heart skip. Nervousness, arousal, and anticipation were all swimming through my head as I heard people walking around me.

At first they talked amongst themselves, continuing conversations from another room, as if I wasn't there, or was just a piece of furniture. But then one man stood right infront of me, and commented on how good I looked as a center piece decoration. Another man agreed. I was a mess. I could feel my arousal growing even more, and that tingly need only grew stronger.

Another complained about not being allowed to touch me because he could see how wet I was. Apparently I was dripping onto the pillow. They continued to talk about me like I was just an object to be admired. They talked about my tits, my ass, my pussy, and my lips. They discussed what they would do to me if they could touch me. One man even asked what I'd do if he put his cock to my lips. I couldnt answer, I wasnt allowed to speak, but as an involuntary response to the question I licked my lips.

He laughed and called me a hungry slut. I bit my lower lip. He laughed again. The others joined in, asking if I would suck all their cocks. I started to squirm. They made fun of me for being so turned on, and so eager. My body burned with need, and my mouth watered as they continued talking about taking turns with my mouth.

One even suggested they actually do it as my Master wasn't even in the room. Another whispered in my ear, asking if I would like that. I didn't move. I didn't speak. But I'll admit that if they had put their cocks to my lips, I would have opened my mouth for them. I was too turned on not to. I was deep in a submissive state, aroused beyond rational thought. They could have done anything they wanted to me and I would have cum over and over and over as they did it.

Yet I remained still and quiet, as I had been instructed. Eventually the men got bored of teasing me, and left to other parts of the party. I was left alone again, and could only listen as sex happened all over elsewhere in the house. I was jealous. I wanted to be fucked. I wanted to suck cock. I wanted attention.

A few more people entered the room some time later, but they were far less bold. They did compliment my body, and my obedience, but it wasn't as intense as before. They didnt stay long either and once again I was left alone. But only briefly.

One more person entered the room. He didn't speak, but he walked around me slowly several times before stopping infront of me. He whispered that he would love to have me as furniture in his house, and that he would use me anytime he wanted to drain his balls. I was shaking with arousal and anticipation. He laughed, and then he broke the rules. He squeezed my titty and pinched a nipple.

The stimulation was so sudden and so wildly intense from how turned on I was that I couldnt help but cry out in pleasure. He pulled away and told me to shut up. I shut my mouth as instituted and then he slipped a hand between my legs. I bit my lip as he slipped a finger inside and he laughed at how wet I was. He could have made me cum in seconds, and I was desperately trying to stay quiet, but then he pulled away.

He stood up and I heard him undoing his belt and my heart skipped, and my excitement only grew stronger. He told me that I was gonna be a good slut and suck his cock and my mouth watered and my heart was pounding, but just before he could take it out, some more people entered the room. One of them was my Master. He told me it was time to go just as the other guy was rushing out of the room.

Reality snapped back as he took the blindfold off and i saw his face. Master gave me permission to speak, and I immediately told him what just happened, and then begged him to make me cum, as I wasnt yet completely rational. Master was furious, and ran out of the room after uncuffing my wrists and allowing me to move. I stood up and put my coat back on while listening to yelling outside. The swirling fogginess in my head subsided and I realized just how bad it was.

Turns out that guy had pushed boundaries before and that was the last chance anyone wanted to give him. He was removed from the group and banned from our events. He was also black listed from every other group and event as we all spread the word.

On the way home Master asked me if I would have actually sucked the guy off if no one walked in. I admitted I would have because that's how deep into subspace I was, and how horny being on display had made me. He laughed, and then pushed my head to his lap. I sucked his cock the whole drive back.

Once we were home he did fuck me, and it was one of the fastest, most blindingly intense orgasms I can remember.

It was an amazing experience and thankfully I've had several more like it.

He may have been too vanilla for me, but man that guy could cum, and I honestly miss it.

The best one I ever got was from the first time we had sex. We had been texting all day, which was mostly me talking dirty to him, and he was so ready to fuck me by the time we met up that night.

He had me on my back, on the edge of the bed, legs on his shoulder and he was fucking me hard. The entire time he kept talking about how sexy I was, and how he wanted to cum all over me. I encouraged him the whole time, telling him how badly I wanted it all over me.

When he was about to cum, he pulled out, gave it like one or two pumps and them boom. From between my legs, his cum hit me in the face. Not just the first shot either. Three splashes of cum on my face, then my tits, then my tummy. It was incredible. There was so much too, and it was thick and amazing.

The whole time he was cumming he was grunting and moaning too, which only made it more incredible. When it was done I just laid there, shocked at how much, and how far he shot it. He started to apologize, but I hushed him, and quicky got on my knees to suck his cock. I wanted to see if I could get another load out of him.

He was too sensitive unfortunately, but I was still impressed. I've taken a lot of big loads of cum, but that one was amazing. It even got in my hair and some on the bed passed my head.

He always came a lot when we'd have sex after that, but none ever came close to that again unfortunately. He also got considerably more vanilla as time went on. That first time was the wildest I'd ever see him, and it wasn't really that wild.

I still think about that first time though. It was so hot lol

This was back with my first Master several years ago. He loved showing me off and often times he would put me in slutty clothes and walk me around. On that particular night it was a tiny tube top and very short shorts. I also had on a collar and leash that he held the entire time.

We got a lot of looks, as we often did anytime we did this, and I was turned on beyond rational thought. Heart pounding, face flushed, tingly everywhere, and very wet. All I could think about was how much I wanted to be a good girl for Master so that he would take me home and fuck me.

We walked that park path a few times, and we passed this one guy every time, and he always took a long look at me. It was the fourth time we passed him that Master stopped infront of him. I stood there on display as this guy checked me out, and then Master reached over and pulled my top down, fully exposing my tits to this stranger.

The guy did not mind at all, and even complimented my Master for having such a hot pet to play with. I was on fire. They talked about me like I was property. They were looking at me. I was exposed to the night air and anyone else who might walk by. I was reaching levels of arousal that I could barely control.

Then Master told him to touch me, and the guy wasted no time. He stepped forward and grabbed both my tits and started kneading, squeezing and pinching. I moaned loud. His touch was electric to me. I was so stimulated that every little movement sent waves of pleasure rippling through my body.

I couldn't stop moaning as this guy played with my tits, and after a minute or so of it I could barely stand anymore. I needed to cum. I whimpered out one little "please" and Master told him that was enough. The guy listened, stepped back and thanked my Master for letting him play with his toy. Those words only added to my neediness.

Master finally took me back to the car, and put me in the backseat where he fucked me doggy. My orgasm exploded within the first few thrusts. It was too much stimulation and arousal. By the time he was done, and pumped his cum into me, I was a shaking mess on the backseat. I felt weak all over. I couldn't move and so he left me back there to recover while he drove us home.

Easily one of our best walks up to that point, but they would get even wilder in the future.