Your story and stories are very intriguing to me. I too am an exhibitionist and I love being in submissive nakedness at the feet of a femme dom. I wrote the story below, which is true by the way, because your story of "My Public Humiliation" was such a turn on! I jerk myself off to that story at least once a week...wish I'd been there and wish I could experience something like it. I thrill at the thought of being told what to do by a dominating woman. To stand before you and obey when told to strip, to comply as you watch remove every last article of clothing to stand humbly and completely naked before you while I await your direction is too thrilling. I have had one somewhat similar experience that I would like to describe to you at this time. Please indulge me and hopefully enjoy my true tale.
When I was younger and in the US Army stationed in Germany I had a beautiful German girlfriend. Her parents hated the fact that their daughter was dating an American GI. We had to sneak around to be together but her Mother found out soon enough. One day the Mother, a great looking woman in her own right left me a message to come to their house that night. Unbeknownst to me the daughter and her Father were away for three or four days for some seminar.
When I arrived at the house I still didn't know that Mom & I were the only ones there. She had me sit and brought me a beer while she explained the unacceptable nature of my relationship with their daughter. I tried to explain my feelings but was quickly hushed as Mom got up and walked over to me. Smiling all the while she leaned over and looked me right in the eyes. We were locked like this, eye to eye when she suddenly slapped me across the face. To say the least I was stunned!
As I gathered my wits Mom stood up and moved back to her chair. I asked her if I should leave as I sensed this was what she wanted and I was thinking that this was her way of dismissing me and ending my dating her daughter. Boy oh boy! Was I in for a shock!
She replied that she did not want me to leave, just yet. She then asked me if I had fucked their daughter. Truth be told I had not and answered her honestly and sincerely. She commented that this was a good thing but she wanted to see what I would have been using if I had fucked the daughter. I was at once confused & a little taken aback. Seeing my situation and assessing it accurately she told me as she was sitting back into her chair that she wanted to see me naked.
More surprised I guess I stammered something unintelligible and she took on a more austere tone in her voice. She fairly barked at me to stand and position myself about three feet in front of her chair and to slowly commence removing all of my clothes. I was hesitant and didn't move to obey soon enough and she flew out of her chair and smacked me upside my head again, hard! "Strip I say!" She fairly spat the words at me.
As I slowly began to unbutton my shirt she revealed to me that we were absolutely alone and would not be bothered at all any time soon...for a couple of days since the hubby & daughter were away.
Sitting back down and calming herself a bit she watched me intensely as I slowly pulled off my shirt. Next I unbuckled my pants and standing on one foot removed each shoe and sock before sliding out of my jeans. I stood before her in that chilly German house clad only in my white boxer shorts. Despite my unease and yes, a wee bit of fear my cock was throbbing and aching for release from my undershorts.
Seeing my hesitation she sternly ordered me to turn away from her and bend over while peeling off my shorts. I did so and held that position without being told. I felt rather foolish and definitely exposed bent over with my underwear around my ankles. She rose from her chair and approached me, slowly running her hands over my ass from behind. Ordering me to stand up and turn to face her, my cock was throbbing and bobbing with every movement. Even as I stood naked before this completely dressed, beautiful German cougar my cock bobbed around as if it had a mind of its own. She eyed me with an intensity I had not seen in a woman before and my mind was racing, curious with a thousand thoughts and questions.
"You will learn that your American cock is not worthy of my daughter but, I am more experienced with what you American boys really need from a woman and perfectly willing to give it to you." She said. "Ask no questions and say nothing unless spoken to, she commanded. If you cannot abide by my rules I will call the Polizei and tell them you've broken into my home. Can you handle this arrangement?" She asked. Holy smokes! I'm thinking. But, being young and now scared I could only mumble "Yes Ma'am."
She replied "Gut!" which today makes me smile when thinking back on it all but at that time I was pretty damned nervous. She grabbed my throbbing cock and began walking away saying only "Come with me."
She led me to the attic which was locked. Opening the door she led me up the stairs to the summit where there was a door on either side. She explained that one room was a storage room and the other room was for moments such as the one I found myself in at that time.
She unlocked the door on the left and led me in, closing the door behind us and locking it securely. She turned on a rather dim light and I could see several pieces of furniture that I knew didn't come from IKEA! Although I wasn't familiar with this device at that time I was informed that the one device that caught my eye was known as a St. Andrew's cross positioned against a wall. "X" shaped with foot and wrist restraints she led me over to it. I don't know if she had planned to use it all along or simply realized that I was staring at it but she silently fixed me onto it, arms stretched wide, up and out while I was standing on two wooden blocks about 6 inches from the floor, my legs as wide apart as they would comfortably go and stepped back to admire the scene.
Wow! I was thinking, this night has certainly taken a strange turn and again she seemed to realize my silent thoughts. She laughed and said that she was going to do things to me that would change my life but first she went to a drawer and pulled out a camera. Now I was really scared and lost my erection. Oh no, this won't do. She said and began lightly dragging her finger nails under my balls, tickling and scratching them. The lustful nature of youth took over and soon I was throbbing and bobbing all over again. She stepped back and took a couple of full body shots of me naked, stretched up on tippy toes, with my cock waving around. "Insurance, these photos will be my insurance. Do you understand me?" She asked. I guess I had surrendered because I dropped my head and simply said, "Yes Ma'am." " Gut!" She replied, "Very gut!"
She went over to a desk like piece with several drawers and began searching for something. She returned with two clips and began stroking and pulling my nipples. They were already stiff from the cold but she got them even harder and when satisfied placed the clips on each nipple. She then took a small chain, clipped each end to a clip and put the chain into my mouth between my teeth. She instructed me that if that chain fell from my mouth I would be severely punished. Despite the rather intense discomfort of the clips on my nipples and my wariness over the unknown I was forced to nod my head in understanding of her directive.
She went back to the desk drawer and returned with leather straps which she proceeded to attach around the base of my cock and balls and place the middle strap up between my balls, lifting and separating them, snapping the strap into place. My cock swelled even more with this device attached and that erection stayed hard for the rest of the night. She the snapped a few more pictures, for insurance, of course!
Returning from her trip to the far corner of the room she had a whip with many tassles on it. I cannot say with certainty what material they were but rather than actually cause pain, as she flogged me from just under my chin down to my feet I started to feel a very warm sensation. It wasn't exactly pleasant but it was completely tolerable. She flogged me for at least ten minutes and I had to be careful not to let the nipple chain fall out of my mouth as she lashed my rock hard cock with her whip. She was getting into it and beginning to perspire despite the cold in the room. I thought she would tire and go on to some new activity because of her sweating but I was wrong, way wrong!