I have a new editor that helped clean up some of the speed bumps in the story. Thanks to Tigersman. I am sorry for my tardiness, but in addition to this series I have a 2 Medieval Knight stories ( Anonymous has requested some Knights stories, so her you are), A Shapeshifter story ( This is from a fan ) and the third story in the Venus Ascending series.
This is basically an erotic love story and of course all characters are over 21. It will definitely not start out as a love story, but it will get there. Please vote often (fives are most welcome) and of course please leave constructive comments.
PS - If you have fantasies, ideas, etc for new stories please let me know, that includes twists on existing stories, and I will see what I can do. Many of my stories have started out that way.
Scandalous Schoolgirl
Chapter 1
Natalia stood behind the curtain with butterflies in her stomach. She was excited, anxious, scared and nervous all at the same time. She had been nude in front of the camera and a crowd before, but never in front of an audience of horny men. She was excited about showing off what she knew was her very sexy body, but the sounds of the raucous crowd gave her second thoughts. She loved men gawking at her admittedly delicious body and stripping her naked with their eyes, but never touching her. Touching was reserved for her Master, and he was her protector from the ogling crowds.
She looked at her competitors and knew she had the beauty, figure and poise to beat the other college girls, but she did worry about the professional strippers. They looked hardened, but confident and she knew they could dance better than her. She had her young, fresh innocent look and her modelling had taught her how to move seductively.
She looked down at her T-shirt encased breasts and noticed her engorged nipples sticking out like hard pencil erasers. The T-shirt ended before her breasts were fully covered leaving a little bit of under-boob and a large expanse of slim, tight tummy. She could also see her hips silently moving to the beat of her own arousal and despite her fear, she wanted the crowd to watch her climax. Natalia's hands roamed over her bare stomach and dipped into the top of her silky underwear teasing her clit before she withdrew her hand. She started thinking about Mark to distract herself.
Today was her 21
st
birthday and she had known he was her first master when she was 18. Shortly after that time, Mark had been her boss, her master and her sexual guide. It was he that encouraged her exhibitionist desires, as well as her submissive side that craved bondage and his control. She had another master that she loved with all her heart, but he had granted Mark's request for her twenty-first birthday. He had chosen this venue as her party and while she was nervous about an audience of horny men, she was excited about showing them what belonged only to her master.
Having been a sub to two different men, she had opened up about every one of her fantasies; little ones that could easily be performed by her masters, such as being restrained and forced to climax repeatedly, to larger ones that she thought would never materialize. She had fantasized so much of being an object of a crowd's voyeuristic pleasure. It had been her first fantasy and had been a competition between her two masters.
The simple joy of her own body being able to elicit so much arousal, the thrill of imagining just what the crowd might be thinking of doing to her, it was all too much to contain. She dreamed of him having an audience with him as she put on a show in front of them. Now he was making it happen, but as the audience got louder, she wondered if he would give her to them or they would just take her. The not knowing what would happen left her with anxious butterflies in her stomach and a little bit of fear.
Their trip to New Orleans had been incredible and during their first night in New Orleans she had pranced down Bourbon Street with only a pair of hot pants on. Needless to say, she had garnered almost a suitcase full of beads, because everyone wanted their beads hanging on her delicious body. Exhibiting herself in such a scandalous way after trembling with desire several times that night, she attacked Mark with delirious wanton need and each time he left her trembling in exhausted passion and lovingly satisfied.
The next day they had a shopping trip and he had forced her to try on all the clothes on the display floor instead of the changing room. Displaying herself while in the safety of her master's arms left her trembling with erotic desire, but this time he made her wait to be satisfied. He loved showing her off almost as much as she loved being shown off and making her wait for satisfaction left her almost insane with longing.
There was a couple of times that he left her completely naked on the sales floor while he looked for more things to try on. She garnered lots of stares and felt the eyes of the patrons caressing her skin, cuddling her breasts and stroking her ass and belly. At that moment she also felt a little scared, because she had no clothes, money or transportation. She was completely at her master's mercy, but that was the way she liked it.
He bought many scandalously skimpy outfits and she loved of every one of them. After the shopping trip she thought they were going back to their condo, but her master had something else planned.
They drove for about another 15 minutes and then pulled into a parking lot of a rather seedy looking bar. The sign in front of the bar was advertising a wet T-shirt contest. Natalia looked at the sign and understood immediately what was going to happen and apprehension began to replace the radiant smile on her face.
She looked into his eyes and did not see any deception, only pride and affection. She remembered the way he took her to the edge of erotic sanity and the way he made love to her and yes, he made love to her. This was the only time anyone had made love to her, showed her passion she didn't know existed or made her orgasm and climax without end.
She looked back at the Wet T-Shirt sign and then into his eyes. All her doubts crumbled as his eyes pierced her heart and she knew, no matter what, she was his to command, his to dominate. She trembled inside thinking of his kisses, his caresses and how he blistered her body as he filled her with his cock. In the years that she had been with him, she had felt more alive than any time in her life. She wanted to give herself to him and the look in his eyes told her that he wanted her too, but it also told her that she could trust him.
He opened the car door, took a bag from the back seat and commanded her to follow him. Natalia slowly got out of the car and followed him, trusting and believing in him. He went to the side of the building and as she stood in front of him, he said, "Take off your dress. You need a change of clothes."
She looked at him expectantly and immediately unbuttoned her sundress, took it off and handed it to him. He folded the dress, put it in the bag and pulled out a t-shirt.
"Hold up your hands," he commanded and as she complied, he slid the tight t-shirt over her dazzling body.
The t-shirt was tight, thin and short. You didn't need any imagination to see how exquisite her breasts were because the t-shirt was painted on and hugged the shape of her breasts with her areola and nipples clearly defined. The t-shirt was also thin enough that once it got wet, it would be completely transparent. It was also very short only coming barely below her nipples, leaving the bottom of her breasts and her entire flat muscled torso and tiny waist completely bare.
He pulled out a small pair of thin boy short style panties, had her step into them and pulled it up over her hips. They had no lining and were thin enough to see the outline of her pussy lips. He finished off with some small strappy heels she could dance in.
He stood back and appraised her outfit. "My God!" He thought as he stared at her flawless beauty ... he had forgotten just how exquisitely gorgeous she was. Once again, he doubted whether he wanted to do this, especially when he looked into her eyes. The euphoria of the shopping trip had faded from her eyes and in its place was an overwhelmed determination to do whatever her master desired. He shook his negative thoughts away and once again appraised the goddess poised in front of him.
Her dazzling body was virtually nude, her entire torso and legs were completely bare. Her breasts and womanly mound were covered, but the covering only offered and enhanced them. The term 'walking wet dream' came to mind, but that didn't begin do her justice. Natalia blew him away with her innocent and elegant beauty that was going to be wasted in this place.
Natalia looked at her tall, distinguished master and doubts began to creep back into her heart. Natalia looked down at her outfit and knew what was in store for her. This was a rough bar, and she knew her scandalously clad body would send the crowd into a frenzy. With this wet t-shirt contest, she felt like her master was using her for something, but she didn't know what. She felt like she was going to be given to the crowd and she shivered at the thought. At this point, she thought about her other master and how much she truly loved him. However, Mark was her master now and she had to do what he said, even if it scared the daylights out of her.