Rachel had agreed to be my little minx. We both had needs to fill. She needed to be a wanton slut under the control of a man. I had desires of having such a wanton slut attending to my needs and obeying my commands. We were made for playing together. It is as simple as that.
After our first escapade which occurred on the bed center stage in the church auditorium after a cancelled rehearsal for our seasonal church production it seemed that nothing would be out of bounds.
I am perennially the director of our church productions and she is my lead actress. All this seemed natural for us. Me directing her and her falling into the role completely.
Over the next couple of weeks we communicated by e-mail. Neither of us could believe what we had done but the excitement and lust was undeniable. We wrote back and forth during this time talking about what we had done and how it felt before we both started feeling the need to play together again. As we started talking about our next playtime and what we wanted to do, we developed a simple set of rules:
1. No pain just torturous teasing and pleasure
2. We would met about once a month to allow the anticipation to build the excitement
3. She would makeup, dress and act very slutty
4. She would do whatever I told her to do
5. She was to keep me hard and excited at all times when we are together
6. I am to find ways to exhibit her sluttiness and make her pussy wet
7. In public, I would act as her protector
8. A week before we we're to meet, I would send an e-mail setting up the scene and allowing her to prepare her character and wardrobe
Having me watch her orgasm as she played with her pussy during our first escapade really got Rachel hot. Rachel also professed a fascination with strip clubs and the women who work there while we were talking online. So for our next escapade I decided to see just how much she really enjoyed exhibiting herself.
We were going to a strip club as a couple to observe and participate. The club that I had picked out is a private club. It looks a bit sleazy to keep the overhead low but the women look good if a bit slutty and it had all the accoutrements. There are private VIP rooms and there is a limousine for play. The women bare it all and you have to supply your own liquor.
Neither Rachel nor I drink much and with our behavior the first time together, we didn't need the alcohol to help lose our inhibitions. I secured our membership as she worked on her character and wardrobe.
My only instruction for Rachel is that I wanted her to masturbate for at least an hour before we went out. She could do it how ever she wanted but she couldn't let herself orgasm. She must bring herself right to the edge at least three times but not allow an orgasm. I wanted my little minx to be in heat. I wanted her red hot and willing to hump anything for relief. She was so enthusiastic about this idea that it quickly became a ritual for our playtime.
Rachel was standing at our pre-arranged location, a busy bus stop, waiting for me. I stopped a little ways down the block just to look at her and watch the men stare as they walked by.
She was wearing a glittery little slip of a dress that just barely covered her ass. The dress was held up by the thinnest of spaghetti straps and scooped low to show quite a lot of her cleavage. It is exactly the type of dress a stripper would wear, almost a sophisticated cocktail dress but just a bit too smutty. She appeared to be wearing only the dress and a pair of shoes. The shoes were candy apple red pumps with four inch silver stiletto heels and ankle straps. Stripper's shoes! Perfect.
Her makeup and hair were just as exciting. Heavy, dark eyeliner, blue mascara and smoky silver eye shadow gave her the bedroom eyes of a slut on the prowl. With a heavy coating of shiny fire engine red lipstick and nail polish, her mouth and hands looked like they were made to be wrapped around a hard cock.
Her dark shoulder length hair was put up haphazardly. Long wispy tendrils hung down her neck and framed her face. Just perfect to tickle your balls as her head bobbed up and down on you member.
I rolled up to her and lowered the window, "Hey babe! Want a lift?"
She walked over and bent low into my car window like a hooker negotiation with a john. She was giving all the men around the bus stop a good view of her bare pussy. She wiggled her hips a bit as we chatted like this. There were wolf whistles and a few comments.
"Hey babe, how much?"
If you don't want her buddy, I sure do!"
"God, what an ass!"
She turned to smile back at her admirers and got into my car. I enjoyed the flash of thigh and pussy as she sat down nearly as much as I enjoyed the jealous looks of all the nearby men who had been trying without success to make time with Rachel.
Before taking off, I had to check her obedience. I turned to Rachel and told her, "Pull up your skirt, minx. I want to see just how wet you are."
Rachel looked at me and smiled as she teasingly pulled the hem of her skirt up past her pussy. She had a surprised for me. She had shaved her pussy slick and bare. Not one trace of hair. Just like a stripper. My cock was beginning to stiffen
Smiling wider at my look of surprise and noticing me shift my position to relieve the stress on my pants, she spread her legs as wide as the passenger seat would allow. Her pussy was glistening with moisture and her hole was gaping open a bit. She had masturbated with a dildo.
The car was quickly filled with the heady aroma of her tangy pussy. I reached over and easily slipped a finger into her. She squirmed in the seat and whimpered. She had obeyed perfectly.
We heard a noise outside the car and looked up to see two men staring in the window and rubbing their crotches, watching me finger fuck her. I continued for a minute more as she watched them watch the show and then I took off. Rachel is apparently a true exhibitionist when she is my minx. Tonight will be fun.
As we drove down the street, she turned to me and asked, "Do you like how my pussy looks, Ross?"
"Rachel, it looks so slutty and inviting shaved bare and dripping your juice. I love it."
"Good. I thought you would."