My fiancée Daniel and I have been going out for about 5 years, he's gorgeous and sexy with a wicked sense of humour and when he popped the question a couple of months ago I was over the moon.
The thing about our relationship is that we have almost everything in common, we like the same sorts of films, similar tastes in music, we both love cooking and we both spend a lot of time making sure we look good for each other -- too many relationships fizzle out because both parties get 'comfortable' and seem to forget that being attractive to your other half is just as important 5 years in as it was when you met.
What surprises me about Daniel though, is that since I've been with him I haven't been able to deny him anything he wants in bed, I was never particularly submissive before I met him -- other than the natural 'strong man' thing and I'm a very strong confident woman in every other aspect of my life -- but I have always been very experimental in bed and early on I tried out some of his fantasies.
We both enjoy porn and after he showed me a few of his favourite bondage and humiliation sites I found myself very aroused indeed. I have, over the past few years, discovered a real love of being tied up, used and abused. Making me expose myself in public, torturing me when I'm tied up or seeing me embarrassed and humiliated -- especially in front of other people, really floats his boat and always gets me off.
It seems odd to me that we could love each other so much when about once a month he treats me like a complete slut, but neither of us gets hung up on what happens on our special weekends and during our more vanilla sex I quite often suggest things he could do to me if he wanted while I play with his cock -- it always makes him cum quickly when I describe some new outrage he could put me through.
Anyway let me tell you about myself, my name is Jodie, I'm 5'5", brunette with a layered 'bob' cut. I'm 27, everyone tells me I'm pretty and I teach dance for a living in London. I train for a couple of hours every day in the studio aside from my teaching so my body is slim and very supple and while I'm quite heavy for my frame up top, my breasts are very perky with pink nipples that tend to stick out a long way when I'm horny or cold. Men always stare at my boobs or my legs first and people staring always seem to make my nipples harden even more, something Daniel has taken great delight in showing off many times.
After Daniel had asked me to marry him (on one knee -- very sweet) and I had said yes I said that we should have an engagement party for all our friends and Daniel agreed. However as we contacted our friends over the next few days it turned out the only real date we could do it would be a weekend we had set aside as a naughty one. Daniel said why don't we have the party on the Friday night and have a second party on the Saturday where I could really prove how much I want to marry him? Given how wet I got at the very thought of it I readily agreed.
So the next couple of weeks passed with me desperately trying to get out of Daniel what he had planned, but he refused to be drawn on the subject no matter how much I begged and as the party got closer I found myself becoming more and more distracted as my mind conjured up all sorts of scenarios. None of them prepared me for what was to follow though.
The Friday party came at last and as Daniel had asked me to dress sexy I was wearing a pair of tall, whorish platform heels, a long dark green skirt slashed up to the hip showing off my long legs, no bra and a light Chinese style halter-top that perfectly framed my perky boobs whilst leaving my flat midriff bare. I was getting a lot of admiring glances from all the men there which pleased Daniel immensely, he loves it when I am on display -- he calls it getting 'eye-fucked' - as he knows he'll be the one to take me home and do whatever he wants to me at the end of the night.
At about 11 though, my confident evening came crashing down when Daniel introduced me to Phil and Jim, two old college friends of his who had travelled down from Edinburgh. I had never met them before, though Daniel had told me about some of the things they used to get up to in college together and I was mortified when the first thing Jim said after we were introduced was 'you're right Danny, she's got awesome tits -- and she's shaved you say?'
Daniel snapped 'Quiet slut' to me as my mouth opened to tell him to fuck off, before proceeding to describe my bald pussy to these two total strangers. I felt myself getting redder and redder and my pussy getting wet as my embarrassment grew. Daniel and these men were looking and talking about me like I was a piece of meat when I was standing right in front of them!
Finally Daniel suggested they go and get a drink and then turned to me, he said 'Phil and Jim are joining us for the party tomorrow sweetheart, I was going to surprise you but I thought it would be fun for you to meet them tonight, knowing you will have to serve them tomorrow.' He laughed at my expression, 'you'd better get used to it honey -- in fact, why don't you go over there and ask them if they would like you to take off your panties? Oh and while you're there ask them how they would like you dressed when you go to pick them up from the hotel tomorrow.'
Looking into his eyes I knew he was serious and the bastard was well aware how turned on and humiliated I would be -- though never this badly before. I briefly considered bailing on the whole thing but then I took a deep breath, kissed him on the cheek, said 'as you wish master' and walked over to the two men.
As I approached I got a better look, they were both well over 6ft and very muscular (I would later discover they are roofers) but neither of them were particularly good looking, Jim had dark brown hair and Phil light but other than their bodies I normally wouldn't have given them a second look. I walked up to them feeling very small and vulnerable as they both stood there grinning at me.
'Daniel told me to ask you how you would like me dressed when I come to pick you up tomorrow.' I stated, blushing.
Phil nudged Jim and chuckled, 'good grief, the crazy fucker's serious, he's actually going to let us go to town on his missus!'
Jim laughed as well as he ogled me, 'well we'd better think of something then Phil my man,' he said with a grin, 'don't want to disappoint the young lady here eh?' he narrowed his eyes, considering.
I felt a twinge in my pussy as he looked me up and down. 'Well even more like a slut than you are now obviously, Danny said you like that sort of thing. But I think it should be something special. Whadda you think Phil, coat and heels?'
'Sounds like fun to me fella,' he said turning to look me in the eye 'you got a short coat love? Something to mid thigh?'
'Y..Yes' I stammered.
'Well there you are then' replied the big man, 'wear that and your highest heels.'
'Nothing else?' I asked as my heart hammered, not quite believing what I had heard.
'Are you deaf love?' Phil demanded, 'highest heels, coat and your bare ass. Oh, and makeup obviously -- you'll need to make an effort.'
'Look at that Phil' said Jim, 'Danny was right again -- her nipples go like rocks when she's treated like shit!'
I couldn't help it, I looked down to see my nipples jutting against the thin fabric of my top and as I looked I became aware of several other men staring at my chest. Feeling the familiar feeling of submission washing over me as I realised Daniel had told these strangers all about my intimate secrets, I looked up at the two men and said 'Daniel also wanted me to ask you if you would like my panties?'
Jim barked a laugh 'sure, sit down and slip them off.' He indicated the booth next to them. 'God you really are a little whore aren't you? Danny's got you well trained I see.'
Cheeks burning in embarrassment I sat in the dark booth and hitched up my skirt, sliding down the tiny, lacy thong I'd bought especially to excite Danny later. I stood up and handed them over to this stranger, feeling the coolness of the air blowing through the skirt's split against my soaking pussy.
Jim grinned when he felt the panties, 'soaking wet as I thought. Right slut, fuck off now and let us enjoy our evening, we'll be seeing you tomorrow. Remember, coat and heels or we'll be very upset.'
On the whole, the party was a great success but I spent the rest of the evening hiding in amongst my girlfriends not quite able to bring myself to talk to Daniel, while he spent most of it with Phil and Jim. Every now and again I would catch one of them eying me up hungrily and they were blatantly discussing what they were going to do to me, laughing while they did so. I've never been so humiliated in my life and when we eventually got home he wouldn't discuss it but I still fucked his brains out for about an hour before collapsing in a heap.
Saturday.
When I woke up, Daniel was already out of bed. I couldn't hear any noise in the house so I assumed he had gone out. I trailed my hands down my body as the memory of the previous evening resurfaced in my mind, pinching my nipples hard as I remembered Jim pointing out how wet my panties were and gently fingering my clit as I thought about how they had looked at me and the things they had said to me.
God I was horny but I reluctantly pulled my fingers away from my pussy -- Daniel has forbidden any orgasms without permission when I'm his slut and it's something I always stick to, no matter how frustrated I may be.
Sliding out of the bed, I padded over to the shower and stood under it for a long time, making sure my skin was shaved and smooth, Daniel likes it like that. Once I was done I put on a bathrobe and wandered downstairs to the living room where on the desk I found a note from Danny. As I read it my pussy became soaked again and I felt a shrinking feeling in my insides. This wasn't some mind game after all as I had thought in my dreamy state this morning.
'Hey Sweetheart, I left you sleeping as I figured you would need all your energy later. Have the morning to yourself but don't forget you are to pick up Phil and Jim from their hotel at One O'clock sharp. Wait for them in the hotel bar -- you won't enjoy what will happen to you if you are late.
You are to be dressed as they specified last night, I believe your mid thigh coat and you highest heels, though I am very disappointed in you that you didn't ask them if they would like your nipples to be clamped. Make sure they are -- the clamps with the heavy chain -- and tell the lads that I have asked them to tug hard on the chain a few times on the way home.
You will refer to them as Master and do whatever they tell you to, unless things have changed since college they can be quite inventive when they want to be so they should have fun with you. I know they are certainly looking forward to it.
I'll be back later, entertain them however they wish.
Dx'
