Living Their Fantasies in Paris
Part 9 of 10
A couple create new lives in 40 days
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(Day 29)
They started stirring well after their normal breakfast time. Rob crawled out of bed first and used the toilet.
Cindy flagged him down as he came out and pointed to her mouth, still gaged from last night.
Rob, devilishly just nodded and pointed her toward the bathroom. "Clean your insides first, then come back out, and we'll remove your outfit."
Cindy gave him a dirty look, as much as she could with only her eyes exposed through the mask, and paraded over to the door. She closed it behind her with a slight slam, indicating her displeasure.
He gave her a few minutes to get started and then used his watch to ramp up her front two vibrators.
He knew that he had gotten her attention when he heard a muffled scream, more like a squeak, come from beyond the door. He then adjusted the plugs back down to a milder speed.
When Cindy came out, several minutes later he could see that she was angry.
As soon as he removed the penis gag, she started scolding him for screwing with her.
"I almost dropped my penis in the toilette!" she screamed. But then realizing that she had been too loud, she began giggling. "God, I hope the neighbors didn't hear that. Whatever would they think?" She said breaking into outright laughter along with Rob at the thought. She was laughing so hard that she fell onto the bed and rolled until her tail stopped her from landing on her back.
After calming down, she got up and punched Rob hard on the shoulder. "Don't ever do that again. I have to concentrate to clean myself out with all my new plumbing and these crazy nails. It's hard enough without you messing with me."
Rob responded with a smug nod, and began unlocking and stripping his lady so she could take a shower and follow her normal routine cleaning up her latex outfit.
When she was naked, and standing in her mules Cindy gave Rob a 'don't mess with me' look before returning to the bathroom.
Today she would be wearing the blue catsuit with a corset and her new blue pony boots and of course her matching mouse tail. Over the top was a pretty white dress with small purple flowers spotted about.
They grabbed a cab as they left the hotel, headed for the 13
th
Arrondissement to walk the English Garden in the
Bois de Vincennes
and, perhaps the zoo. Cindy was gaining experience in how to get in and out of Taxis with all of her restrictions, the tight cat suits, the tighter and stiffer corsets and the tall pony boots all made bending and twisting a real chore. Maneuvering the long tail so it wouldn't get sat upon or caught under Rob or in the door, was also a challenging task. But she handled all of her challenges with increasing competence, and lately, without complaint. Rob was really pleased. He even got some pleasure watching her struggles. To him they were another symbol of her submission to his dreamed of lifestyle.
It was a warm and sunny day in Paris. They grabbed a late breakfast at a place just off the park's grounds and then headed into the gardens.
They walked around the huge and beautiful park, and the English Gardens were magnificent. There were a lot of local couples out for a stroll but not all that many tourists, which suited Rob and Cindy just fine.
The clip, clop of Cindy's boots accompanied them everywhere they went. They occasionally drew attention, and both admiring and disdainful glances, that they ignored as they moved along.
Of course, Cindy was the center of attention pretty much wherever they went. The passers-by reacted as they always did. Most men and some of the women were obviously enamored with her beauty, her shape and her outfit. A few others were scandalized by her blatant sexuality. While many others were simply oblivious, focused more on the greenery and the blue sky. Very few seemed to notice her tail.
Only occasionally was Cindy distracted by some rude comment or derisive laugh.
She was getting better at disregarding all of them. Rob enjoyed the positive reactions and ignored the rest.
They paused periodically in their wanderings to sit on an empty bench and rest while admiring some pretty view. Cindy casually maneuvering her tail to get comfortable each time.
They left the park to eat lunch and returned again afterwards, having enjoyed a typical long and relaxing meal with a lot of wine.
Eventually Cindy grew too tired to go much farther. Her boots were starting to hurt her legs and feet, and the warmth of the sun was raising the temperature of her latex to the highest level she'd felt, since she'd begun wearing it full time.
They headed slowly to a park exit and grabbed a cab, to first stop by the seamstress' shop to pick up her dresses and then take them back to the hotel. Cindy had really enjoyed the beautiful day, and was pleasantly relieved that her tail hadn't spoiled anything.
Rob just ran in to the shop, paid the lady and ran back out with the clothes.
They got back to the hotel in the late afternoon and, despite her need for rest, Cindy was more interested in making love than napping. She got no argument from Rob.
Although they didn't want their recent techniques to get stale from constant use, they once again made love via Cindy's rear hole with her front vibrators running on high. Cindy rested her chest and head on a pillow and supported herself on her elbows and knees, with Rob using her tail to control their movements as he pumped away with his cock in her ass.
Cindy was in ecstasy as she again had several unbelievably great orgasms. Rob thoroughly enjoyed her performance and had a great orgasm of his own.