My
Boyfriend likes to expose me
or perhaps it should be called
The exhibitionist in denial
by Vanessa Evans
All characters involved in any sexual activities in
this story were over 18 when the events took place.
Before you read this part I strongly suggest that you
read the earlier parts. They will give you the background that will make this
part a lot more enjoyable.
Part 26 – Not all Ryan’s fault
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First
the bad news – Tom and Jenny have moved out. Tom decided to finish his degree
in a London university and Jenny, of course, transferred with him. I’m, WE are
going to miss them. I did give Jenny my old clit ring just before they left and
Tom promised to squeeze it onto her clit just as soon as he could.
My new clit ring
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Ryan had
quite a bit of fun fitting it on my clit. For starters he strapped me onto the
Sybian for a good 30 minutes. That got me super worked-up and a bit tired. Then
he carried me to the stainless steel table in the back garden and strapped my
arms and legs spread-eagled on to it. What’s more, he put a big strap over my
hips as well. I’ve never felt so helpless in all my life. After that he went
and got a ball-gag just in case I tried to disturb the whole neighbourhood.
Basically
what happened next was the same as for putting the old one on the second time
but without the ice to numb my clit. It hurt like hell when he squeezed my clit
with the tweezers and because I was already on a high, I started cumming. I was
in an orgasmic trance as the new clit ring slid down the tweezers and onto my
clit.
Ryan
took great pleasure in pushing it down as far as he could get it; all whilst I
was cumming over and over. As soon as he was happy he switched the thing on at
full blast and left me there while he went and got a drink or something.
When he
got back to me I must have been close to passing out because I don’t remember
him unstrapping me or carrying me upstairs and putting me in a warm bath.
He left
me there and I fell asleep. When I woke up the water was starting to get cold
but Ryan was there to lift me out and carry me to the bed.
The new
ring is great, and Ryan lets me carry the remote control about with me. The
agreement is that I only turn it off if I’m going in to a meeting. That sounded
fair and so far that is what I’ve stuck to. If I do break the agreement I will
tell him, and I’m sure that he’ll find a way to punish me.
The gym
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I still
love going there and I still go to work early so that I can build up
flexi-hours and have at least one afternoon at the gym each week. Whenever I
plan to go to the gym in the afternoon I’m still going to work in the morning
with one of my remote vibes in and switched on. The gym is so much more fun if
I’m as horny as hell when I get there.
Kieran got
his first obstacle course challenge organised. Eight girls entered (including
me), and the event took place one Saturday afternoon. Needless to say word got
round the guys and there must have been something around 30 men and a few of
the girls (all naked of course) there watching. Darren said that he’d never had
so many people there at once.
Kieran
split us into 4 pairs, the plan being that the 4 winners would go again then
there would be a final of the last 2.
Picking
up a megaphone Kieran asked for some male volunteers. He didn’t tell them what
for and when he’d got enough he took them round the course and explained what
he wanted them to do. After that he shouted the rules for being a spectator: -
Don’t
get within 6 feet of any competing girl.
Don’t
block the way from one challenge to the next.
No
touching a girl unless she asks you to.
Photographs
and videos are permitted and you can zoom in as much as you like but you must
observe the 6 feet exclusion zone.
Then he
said that the second rule didn’t apply to the volunteers doing their specific
task. That made some of the guys groan because the implication was that the
volunteers would be touching the girls.
Kieran
announced the knockout rules and that the winner wasn’t necessarily the first
girl to cross the line because 10 seconds would be deducted from each girl’s
time for each orgasm that she had on the way round.
That
last comment got a few puzzled looks and a few smiles from the audience.
Kieran
then announced that Tanya (me) would do a circuit before the competition
started so that everyone could see what was expected of the competitors. He
turned to me and told me that I could compete in the last group so that I had
some time to rest.
I was
quite surprised by that as Kieran hadn’t given me any warning of what he was
going to do. I suddenly became a bit nervous but that was countered by the
sexual frustration that was built up inside of me. You see, after our morning
fuck Ryan had teased my pussy something rotten. He’d pushed one of my remote
vibes inside me and kept taking me sooo close to cumming then he switched it
off. On top of that he’s fingered me, pushing the vibe all around inside me,
teased my clit, and got me to leave all my clothes at home. When we got to the
gym I had no clothes with me and I was so desperate to cum that I was sure that
if someone touched my clit I would have instantly cum all over their hand.
As I
moved over to the start I looked round and saw 30 + men, and a few other naked
girls, all staring at the naked me. I nearly orgasmed before I’d even started.
The
camera flashes started as soon as I got into the crab position.
At the
next challenge I’d forgotten about the man that would check to see that I’d got
right down when I did the splits and at first I wondered what the man was doing
as he got down in front of me and moved his hand to my pussy. As his hand
touched the front of my pussy, and pushed to my clit, all the pent-up
frustration exploded out of me in a truly magnificent orgasm.
I
screamed out and fell back onto my back. My body started jerking about as I
totally lost it.
When I finally
calmed down I realised that everything was silent. Opening my eyes and looking
round, every single eye in that room was focused on me and my pussy. I felt a
mixture of pride, embarrassment and pleasure. I had a little after-shock.
When I
was able, I got up and did the other 4 splits. I was half expecting to cum
again when the man pushed his hand under my pussy but somehow I didn’t.
I ran to
the net and scrambled under it, rubbing my aching nipples along the floor,
hoping that the friction didn’t make me cum again.
The rope
certainly made me cum again, 3 times.
Over to
the bar, I jumped up, and couldn’t reach the bar. I tried it 3 times before a
man came up behind me, put his arms round my waist and lifted me up. Grabbing
the bar I pulled myself up and waggled my legs and butt about until my pussy
was in line with the dildo.
Lowering
myself down I gave out a satisfying moan but I doubt that anyone heard me. I
kept going down until I felt it hit my cervix then pulled myself up, then down 4
more times before pulling myself up and kicking the cone that the dildo was
mounted on, out of the way.
My arms
ached a bit as I ran over to one of the dildos that was screwed to the floor. I
squat down and impaled myself, letting out another moan. I moaned again as a
man dropped down in front of me and slid his upturned hand to my pussy to see
if he could get it under me. He couldn’t but his fingers did push against my
clit causing me to gasp a little. I got up as quick as I could and did a jumping
jack.
Five
times I did that then ran over to the bowling alley pin. I stood over it with
my legs spread and paused for a few seconds to get my breath; then squat down
and impaled myself.
Clenching
my pussy muscles I stood up and waddled forward. I made it most of the way
before the copious amounts of juices that I was producing, caused me to loose
grip and the pin clunked onto the floor.
A man
ran over and stood the pin up between my legs and I squat down again. Gripping
the pin and standing up I made it to the end without further mishap.
I’d made
it. I stood there, legs spread, hands on hips, chest going in and out, heart
pounding, rock hard nipples aching, and my juices running down the insides of
my thighs. I was knackered.
Ryan
came over, hugged me then backed off so that Kieran could stand beside me.
Kieran thanked
me then said,
“Well
Tanya, that round was magnificent, I’m sure that the other girls will have
trouble bettering that, especially that first orgasm. However, the rules say
that I have to take only 10 seconds off your time for each orgasm and that
first orgasm lasted for 51 seconds. Subtracting just 10 seconds for that first
orgasm, and 30 seconds for the 3 orgasms that you had on the rope and you are
left with a time of 18 minutes and 17 seconds.”
Turning
to the girls Kieran continued,
“That’s
the time that you’ve got to beat girls; are the first 2 ready?”
Kieran
walked over to the start where the first 2 girls were waiting. As he walked
Ryan put his arm round me again and said,
“That
was magnificent TT.”
“That
was your fault buster.” I replied; “If you’d have let me cum just before we got
here I wouldn’t have exploded like that.”
“Perhaps,
but you can’t deny that you enjoyed it; all those people staring at you for 51
seconds while you had a magnificent cum.” Ryan said as his hand went round me
and squeezed my little tit.
He was
right of course; he always is.
We went
and watched the 2 girls have fun going round the course. The only problem was
that all the men and the other girls were following them round the course as
well. The spectating naked girls were squashed between the guys eager to see how
much the other girls were exposing themselves and enjoying the contact with all
those men whilst they were naked.
The first
2 girls were Jude and another girl. With cameras flashing they got down into
the crab position.
Walking
on their hands, Jude spread her legs wide which got even more cheers.
When it came
to the jumping jacks the other girl was obviously the one that got the cheers
because her breasts were much bigger than Jude’s and the poor girl must have
been in agony.
The
jumping in the air after going down into the splits was ‘interesting’.
The 2
volunteers checking that they girls were right down in the splits had a busy
time. Jude got right down but the man’s hand wasn’t in the right place. Jude
had to wait while the man pushed his hand between the floor and her pussy. He
did it palm down the first time, then for the second time he realised that he
could get a finger in Jude’s hole if he did it palm up. Jude’s eyes lit up when
he first did that.
The
other girl couldn’t get quite as low and she had to stretch a bit more to get
so that her ‘volunteer’ could touch her pussy and the floor at the same time.
That happened all 5 times and Jude finished her fifth one while the other girl
was just jumping up for the fourth time.
Jude had
wriggled on her stomach and was out from under the net just as the other girl
was getting under the net.
Although
Jude made it to the top of the rope just as the other girl was starting to climb;
the other girl was down and running to the next challenge while Jude was still
having her second orgasm. She’d obviously decided that cumming was more
important than finishing the course first.
Jude
just about managed to catch up the other girl on the bar; she had the strength
to jump up to the bar whereas the other girl had to have some help. Jude had
more arm strength to pull herself up of the dildo as well and they both
finished the challenge at the same time.
The 2
girls were neck and neck as they impaled themselves on the dildos screwed to
the floor.
Over to
the bowling alley pins and that was where the other girl got the better of
Jude. Her pussy muscles were obviously stronger than Jude’s; or Jude was
producing a lot more lubrication; because Jude dropped the pin 3 times whereas
the other girl dropped it only once.
The
other girl finished the course first but Jude was declared the winner because
she came twice on the rope.
Round 2
was Kate and another girl and things went just about the same as the first
round, with Kate also cumming twice on the rope. Unfortunately, Kate had real
problems with the bowling pin and the other girl was declared the winner.
Round 3
was with 2 other girls. Neither of them had orgasms probably because they
hadn’t worked out what the girls who had orgasms on the ropes were doing; but
both entertained the audience with their large breasts bouncing about.
Round 4
was me against Ella. Thankfully I was feeling quite refreshed by then, and not
very horny, by that time. Those who hadn’t seen Ella before, and her gaping
pussy, soon got their cameras going; not that gave me any advantage.
We were
neck and neck right until we climbed the rope. Ella was by far quicker but she
only managed 1 orgasm whereas I managed to give myself 2. Ella stayed ahead of
me right until the bowling pins. Ella’s permanently gaping pussy was a big
disadvantage to her, or did she just like having a man bend down in front of her
while she had her legs open letting him look up her gaping hole.
I had
finished long before Ella did.
Round 5
was Jude against the girl who had beaten Kate. I think that Jude wanted revenge
for beating her sister because Jude flew round the course in the fastest time
so far.
Round 6
was me again and the girl who won round 3. Thankfully she was more tired than I
was because she struggled on the rope and the bar. She finished just before me
but because I’d cum twice on the rope, I was declared the winner.
Ryan had
to tell me that I was in the final against Jude. Thankfully, Kieran gave us a
20 minute break before the final. Both Jude and I went and had a relaxing sauna
then short swim before going back. Both the sauna and the pool were deserted
and for what was probably the first time, neither of us played with our pussies
in the sauna.
As Jude
and I lined up for the start we looked at each other, hugged each other and
wished the other one good luck.
Although
we are very good friends, each of us wanted to win and when Kieran set us off
we both went for it.
We were
neck and neck as we started climbing the ropes; then it hit me; my clit ring
came on at full blast.
I cursed
the thing’s timing as I started up the rope. By the time I was half way up, the
ring was still vibrating and Jude was near the top.
“It
normally doesn’t last this long.” I thought as I battled to ignore it.
By the
time I got to the top of the rope Jude was on her way down and having an orgasm
as her pussy rubbed against the rope; and I started cumming without even the
rope touching my pussy.
I clung
to the top of the rope, shaking with the ring still tormenting my clit.
When I
started to calm down I looked down to where I’d last seen Ryan. The bastard was
standing there, grinning and holding the clit ring’s remote control in his
hand.
“FUCK!”
I said to myself and started sliding down the rope.
Stupidly,
I slid down the rope the same way that I always do, with my pussy rubbing
against the rope. If I’d used my brain I could have got closer to Jude who was already
well lowering herself down onto the dildo sticking up from the traffic cone.
Instead I came 4 more times before I finally reached the ground. How my hands
managed to grip the rope through all that I will never know.
I walked
over to the bar and got there just as Jude was pulling herself up for the fifth
time.
I stood
there, looked up and jumped for the bar. My hands just touched it and I dropped
back to the floor. I jumped again, but again my hands only just touched the
bar.
The men
who had been assigned to help on that challenge both stepped forward, one
either side of me. Each put a hand round my upper thigh and the other hand on
my ribs below my tiny tits.
I felt
the hands on my thighs lift me up but as they did so their hands slipped on my
slippery, juice and sweat covered thighs, and slid right up to my pussy. I felt
pressure on my pussy and clit and instantly came again.
My arms
dropped and I started shaking; the men still holding up in the air with their
hands under my pussy. Their other hands having slipped up and holding on to my
little tits.
Wow! In
that highly aroused state I was in heaven; two reasonable handsome men both
holding my tits and both having a hand (well part of) on my pussy; another 30
plus men, and a few naked girls, staring at my naked body; and what’s more I
was cumming, and cumming, and cumming.
I have
no idea how long that orgasm lasted but it seemed to go on for hours. When I
finally started coming down I looked round to the 2 men who were still holding
me up in the air, then I saw Kieran and Jude in front of me.
“Are you
all right Tanya?” Jude asked.
After
another little aftershock I managed to say,
“No, can
you put me down please guys?”
They did
and as their hands left my pussy they rubbed it a bit and I had another mini
orgasm. My legs gave way and I started going down. Fortunately, one of the men
grabbed me, putting his arm round me, his hand on my tit.
It was
then that Ryan finally turned my clit ring off; peace at last.
The man
held on to me, and my tit, for a few minutes until I managed to put all my
weight on my legs.
I
thanked the man and he reluctantly let go of me and my tit. I then turned to
Kieran and Jude and said,
“Congratulations
Jude, you win.”
Jude
stepped forward, put her arms round me, pulled me into her and gave me a big
kiss on my lips. Then she said,
“It
wasn’t really a fair contest, you were knackered when you started and I saw
what Ryan was doing to you.”
“What
was that?” Kieran asked.
“Oh
nothing Kieran.” Jude replied.
Kieran
went and got his megaphone and announced that we had a winner. He held Jude’s
hand up then asked for 4 volunteers to carry Jude around the course on a victory
lap.
Four men
lifted Jude high up in the air. Holding her legs wide apart they walked round
the course, stopping a few times for other men to take photographs of her;
usually with the men standing between her legs.
Victory
lap finished, Jude was put back on the ground beside Kieran and me.
“Feel
like some wrestling girls?” Kieran asked.
Jude and
I turned to look at Kieran, gave him a filthy look, and in stereo said,
“NO!”
I then
added,
“Can we
postpone it for now please?”
Kieran
lifted the megaphone and told everyone that the wresting part of the event was
postponed because he hadn’t appreciated just how much the event so far would
take out of the girls. He then told them to watch the notice board for the
re-scheduled date, and for the date of the next obstacle course race.
Ryan,
Ella and Kate joined Jude and me, and I said that I needed a shower. As we
walked out I heard Jude tell Kate that she’d let her win the next time.
Instead
of heading to the changing rooms for a shower, I turned the other way and went
to the showers near the sauna. Jude joined me then we both went and joined
Kate, Ella and Ryan in the sauna.
Within a
minute Ryan was watching 4 girls play with their clits, and staring right up
Ella’s gaping hole.
Another
interesting thing that happened at the gym was that one day when I was stood in
reception talking to Darren, 2 girls walked in and asked about joining. Both
produced IDs to prove that they were 18 but one of them, Aria, according to
Darren, has the same problem as I have. She too looks quite a bit younger than
she actually is.
Hypnotics 101
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One of
Ryan’s work colleagues found a hypnotism app that he downloaded to his phone.
When he told Ryan he downloaded it too.
When
Ryan came home that night and told me about it he wanted to try it on me. We
were alone a home and I knew that Ryan would never harm me so I agreed to let
him try it on me.
He got
his phone out, started the app and stuck it in front of my face.
As I
looked at it I saw lots of swirling coloured lights and shapes. They were sort
of addictive as you stared at them. After a while this very sexy, deep, male
voice started telling me that I should relax and that I was sleepy and to just
blank my mind. It went on and on saying the same thing and telling me that I
was going into a deep sleep.
It was
relaxing, but there was no way that I was getting hypnotised by it. As I
started at the little screen I decided that I’d play along with it and see what
Ryan did.
After a
good 5 minutes the voice told me that I would obey the next voice that I heard
and keep doing so until I heard the word ‘Constantinople’. After that I would
wake-up and not remember anything from the time that the app started.
“Okay.”
I thought, let’s see where this goes.
I
continued to stare at the screen, motionless then Ryan said,
“Hello
Tanya, can you touch your head please?”
Keeping
a straight face, I lifted my right hand and put it on my head.
“Very
good Tanya, now I want you to put your right hand on your pussy and rub your
clit until you cum.”
I did,
just staring ahead as if I was waiting for the next command and rubbing my
clit.
After
I’d cum Ryan said the word ‘Constantinople’ and I turned and looked at him and
after a couple of seconds I said,
“See, I
told you that it wouldn’t work.”
Ryan
just smiled.
I
thought that that was the end of the hypnotism idea but a few weeks later we
were invited to a house-warming party at Tim’s (my boss) house. There were
about 6 or 7 work colleagues there and some of them had their partners with
them. The subject of hypnotism came up and Ryan was suddenly full of enthusiasm
about the app that was still on his phone, and the ‘fact’ that he had proof
that it worked.
He went
on and on about how good the app was and before I knew it he said that he’d
demonstrate it on me, saying that it had worked on me before.
I was
left with a dilemma; did I confess that it had never actually worked and that I
was just playing along to please Ryan, or did I let him try to hypnotise me
again.
After a
few protests I decided not to make my boyfriend look stupid, and go along with
it. With a bit of luck it would work and I’d never know what silly, harmless
things that Ryan got me to do. At least that way I wouldn’t know if he got me
to do anything embarrassing. If it didn’t work I would just have to hope that
he didn’t get me to do anything embarrassing.
Ryan sat
me on a dining chair and everyone gathered around. I was only wearing a short
dress and I really hoped that no one tried to look up it as I sat there, legs
side-by-side, knees together.
The app
fired up and Ryan held his phone right in front of my face. As I stared at it I
couldn’t make up my mind up. Would it work or not; if not would I pretend that
it did to avoid making Ryan look stupid.
It
didn’t work but I didn’t want to make Ryan look stupid so I again pretended
that it did work.
Ryan got
me to do a couple of stupid, harmless things that I went along with. As I did
them I decided that I just had to keep pretending regardless.
I
regretted that decision later.
The next
thing that Ryan said started getting me a bit worried. He said,
“You
know, I bet that Tanya would take her dress of if I told her to. What do you
think? Shall I tell her to?”
FIH; my
boyfriend was going to make me strip naked in front of some of my work
colleagues; and my boss. I was just about to throw my arms up and say,
“Fooled
you, it didn’t work!” when Ryan said,
“Watch
this folks; you’re going to see what most of you have probably seen before, but
this time, all of it at once. Tanya, please stand up and take your dress off.”
I did
the most stupid thing that I’ve done for a long time. I stood up, unzipped my
dress and let it fall to the floor. As soon as the dress hit the floor I
thought,
“What
the fuck am I doing? Why the fuck did I do that? Why didn’t I just tell
everyone that the hypnotism hadn’t work?”
But I
love Ryan.
I stood
there, naked apart from my heels, in front of about 7 of my work colleagues;
and my boss; and their partners.
“Look, she’s
blushing.” One of my work friends (male) said.
“Fucking
hell!” I heard another say.
I
thought about how many of them had seen me naked before. Three or four had, and
Tim, my boss, had seen me naked, on skype from China, and when I’d shown him
that position that I had to get into when I walked into a room with men in it,
in China. Then I remembered Tim saying that he’d seen my bare pussy up my skirt
a few times at work. If he had then probably most of the others had as well.
Maybe things weren’t quite as bad as they seemed. I was glad that I’d already
had a few drinks.
Then I
heard a voice say,
“Let’s
play some party games.”
That
seemed to go down well and I thought about how the naked me would be affected.
I thought about ‘twister’ and thought that it couldn’t be that bad; after all
everyone there had already seen me naked.
I
started to get a little worried when someone suggested a game of ‘tickle
torture’, and then asked for volunteers. Of course no one did so Ryan
volunteered me; which I just knew that he would.
Ryan
told me to lie on the floor then a few people got down round me and started
tickling me. Now I’m quite ticklish and as soon as someone touched me I started
laughing and struggling to get out of their way.
Before I
knew it my arms and legs were held down and what seemed like a thousand hands
were tickling me all over. The thing was, when whoever decided to hold my legs
down did so, they’d spread them to about shoulder width and someone was
tickling my pussy; then someone else was as well.
I was in
hysterics, and getting a quite turned on.
This
went on for about 5 or 6 minutes (I think) then someone decided that I’d had
enough.
Another
one of the girls there (Grace, who also went to China) got volunteered and she
too had to endure what I had. Ryan had told me to sit on a chair (still naked
apart from my heels) and I was just staring at the poor girl. She too got
tickled on her tits and pussy, but on top of her clothes. Well her tits on top
of her thin top, but her skirt had ridden up showing that she too wasn’t
wearing any knickers so the tickling was on her bare pussy.
That was
when things started getting quite bad (or good). In the silence as everyone was
thinking about what game to play next, Ryan told everyone that we’d been using
a form of hypnotism for a couple of years. When someone asked him what he was
on about he told everyone that it wasn’t hypnotism like he’d just used on me,
but a different type of mind control.
I
instantly knew what he was talking about and really hoped that he’s stop right
there; but he didn’t.
Ryan
went on to say that over a period of 6 months or so we’d trained my mind to
give me an orgasm whenever a certain word was said. Some people were impressed
and others just didn’t believe him. When someone asked him to prove it he
turned to me and said,
“Treadmill.”
Of
course, I had an orgasm while I was sat there on that chair.
Someone
said that I was faking it, and someone else said that I couldn’t have been
because I was still under the hypnosis.
Then
someone else said,
“Treadmill.”
Then
another; after about my 4th orgasm one of the girls shouted,
“Enough;
leave the poor girl alone; she’ll be knackered when Ryan wakes her up.”
Thankfully
everyone listened to her but that left the silence as people tried to think of
another game.
After
about 30 seconds a Pete (who I work with) suggested a game of ‘pass the pussy’.
Surprise, surprise, Pete was the only the person who knew what it was. He went
on to explain that it was a cross between musical chairs and pass the parcel.
People
were still confused so Pete got everything organised.
People
were still confused as he got all the chairs from the ground floor and put them
in a circle facing out. Then he got volunteers to sit on them. All became clear
as Pete asked Ryan to stop and start the music that was playing in the
background, and then me to go and sit on the lap of someone on a chair.
He told
me to sit with my back to their front, and to sit with my legs open, outside
theirs. Then he told me to get up and start walking round the circle and when
the music stopped I had to sit on the nearest lap.
As I
slowly walked round, Pete told everyone that a naked girl would soon be sitting
on their lap, with her legs open; and that everyone had 2 hands.
No one
needed any further explanation and as soon as the music stopped and I sat on
the nearest lap, one of the man’s hands went to my tits and the other went to
my pussy.
Ryan had
been given a way to let me get groped by whoever he wanted, and he was controlling
how long they groped me.
When I
sat on Tim’s lap Ryan left me there for ages, and when I first sat there Tim
whispered,
“Oh
Tanya, Tanya, you’ll never know for how long I’ve been wanting to do this. I’m
really glad that you won’t be able to remember it on Monday.”
He also
whispered,
“Treadmill.”
Tim’s
right hand was furiously rubbing my clit, his left hand was mauling my left tit
and I was cumming. It was a good one and as I’ve said, it went on for ages.
Sixteen
times I had to sit on a lap, some of them women, and every one of them played
with my pussy and / or my tits.
I came
twice more before my ordeal was over; well that part of it.
Finally
it was over and I just hoped that Ryan would tell me to get dressed and say
that word. He did tell me to sit down, but only while everyone discussed what
the next game was going to be. I just sat there staring straight ahead, still
naked.
Ryan had
another idea. He asked Tim if he played golf. When he said that he did, Ryan
asked him if he had any golf balls at home. With a puzzled look on his face Tim
got up and went to find them; and I wished that I hadn’t got out of bed that
morning.
Ryan
told me to get on the floor, lay back and lift my legs straight up. Then he
told me to put my legs behind my shoulders.
I hadn’t
done that for quite a while and I wasn’t sure that I could still do it. I
twisted my upper torso and pulled first my right leg behind my shoulder then I
did the same with my left leg.
My butt
and pussy were obscenely displayed to everyone there. Just to make it worse,
Tim put the rest of the lights in the room on.
As I lay
(?) there waiting for what I just knew was cumming, I wondered how I’d be able
to face everyone at work on the Monday.
Tim
re-appeared carrying a box with lots of golf balls in it.
“Why
don’t you do it Tim; unless of course your wife objects?” Ryan said.
“Do
what?” Tim asked.
Ryan
picked up one of the golf balls and rested it on my upturned pussy.
“Push it
in.” Ryan said.
Tim
looked over to his wife then back to me – well my pussy.
“Do it!”
someone shouted.
Tim
slowly pressed on the golf ball until my pussy opened up and sucked the ball in.
“Fucking
hell,” Tim said, “she just about snatched it out of my hand.”
“Push it
out Tanya.” Ryan said.
With one
almighty squeeze the ball shot out and a few inches up into the air.
Tim’s
hand shot out and caught it just before it came back down onto my pussy.
A few
swear words were heard as a few people just didn’t believe what they’d just
seen.
“Put it
in again.” Someone said.
Tim put
the ball to my hole and gently pushed. My vagina opened up and sucked it in
again.
“Another
one.” I heard someone say.
Tim
picked up another ball and my pussy swallowed it up.
“Another
one.” I heard the same person say.
Tim picked
up another ball and my pussy swallowed that one as well.
“Another
one.” I heard a female voice say.
Tim
picked up a fourth ball and did it again. This time my pussy was a bit
reluctant and Tim had to push a bit harder. He got it in but as soon as he moved
his finger the ball started coming out.
“Push
again.” The same female voice said.
Tim did
and this time he held his finger on the ball inside me. Then Tim started moving
his finger round inside me. Tim removed his finger and this time the ball stayed
in; well for about 5 seconds then it came shooting out and bounced down onto
the carpet.
“Again.”
A male voice said.
Tim did,
this time moving his finger round harder.
That was
it for me; I started cumming and as Tim took his finger out of me all 4 balls
came shooting out in quick succession.
I could
feel the spasms in my pussy as it contracted then relaxed. My body tried to
jerk about but in the position I was in the movement was slight. When I calmed
down I opened my eyes and saw Grace pressing a golf ball into me. As our eyes
met Grace said,
“I want
to see this close up before I try it at home; Tim can I borrow some of your
balls please?”
I just
stared at her as she made all 4 golf balls disappear. She too held her finger
in me but I didn’t cum again.
I didn’t
cum when the next 3 people did the same thing. I’m guessing that some of the
others wanted to do the same but were either too scared to come forward, or
felt sorry for me going through all that; even if they were thinking that I
would never remember it.
“Stay
like that Tanya.” Ryan said after I ejected the last ball.
Everyone
was talking and drinking and occasionally looking down at me, still with my
legs behind my shoulders. Thankfully it wasn’t uncomfortable even when Darrell
pulled an ice cube out of his glass and placed it on my pussy.
It
slowly melted and dribbled down the crack of my butt then my back.
Then I
heard one of the women suggesting that I give all the men a blowjob. Now I like
a good blowjob; if it’s Ryan on the receiving end, but ALL the men?
Everyone
liked that idea but when one of the men suggested that they do it slightly
differently I got a lot more worried.
The
suggestion was that I lay on my back on the table with my head hanging off the
end. All the men could then fuck my mouth, and if the women wanted, they could put
their pussies over my face and Ryan would tell me to eat them.
“I’ve
never deep throated a girl before.” I heard a man say.
Everyone
laughed when someone else said,
“You’ve
deep throated a man then.”
“Shouldn’t
we blindfold her first so that she won’t know who she’s blowing?” another
asked.
“No,
don’t worry,” Ryan replied; “she won’t remember any of it.”
“Fuck,
could I really do this?” I thought. ”Did I want to do it? I could just pretend to
come out of my trance all on my own but I’ve never heard of that happening. How
could I get out of this without making Ryan look stupid?”
Before I
could find the answer Ryan came over to me, un-hooked my legs then lifted me up
and took me into the dining room. The table had been cleared and Ryan put me on
it with my head just hanging off one end.
My heart
was pounding as I laid there in the required position, automatically having
spread my legs wide. Meanwhile everyone was discussing who was going first, and
what order the rest would go in.
It was
all agreed that Tim would go first because he was the boss and it was his house.
“Fuck!”
I again thought, “my boss was about to ram his cock down my throat. That was my
career going down the tubes.”
Then I
smiled to myself as I remembered that my throat was a tube.
Two
minutes later Tim walked in and as he unzipped his trousers he said,
“It
really is a good job that you won’t remember this; but I sure as hell will.”
His cock
loomed over my face, my mouth automatically opened and his bell-end hit my
tonsils; then kept going.
Fuck;
was his cock long. After his balls hit my eyes he backed off then started
thrusting in and out as his hands pulled and tweaked my nipples. Fortunately he
gave me chances to breathe and before long he stopped deep inside me, twitched
and then shot his load down my throat.
I think
that it was 6 more men that came and fucked my mouth; the only girl that came
to me was Grace. Instead of putting her pussy over my mouth as my head hung
over the end of the table she pulled my legs so that I was squarely on the
table. Then she hitched up her skirt, climbed on the table and 69d me.
Grace
was so soft and gentle and really knew what she was doing. She’s not a lesbian
because we often talk about her boyfriends but I now guess that she’s bi.
We both
made the other cum before she climbed off, straightened herself up and left.
I was
glad when the last of the men left me because my mouth and throat were a bit
sore. After a few minutes rest, Ryan came and got me. He looked me over,
probably to see if I had any cum anywhere on me (I hadn’t, it was all in my
stomach); straightened my hair the led me back to the others.
Everyone
was smiling at me as Ryan picked up my dress and told me to put it on.
Then he
asked the others where I’d been sitting when he put me under.
Someone
moved and Ryan sat me down with him beside me. Ryan gave me a glass of whisky
and told me to drink. Next he took the glass from me, got his phone out then
said,
“Constantinople.”
I stayed
with a blank expression for a few seconds then turned to Ryan and said,
“I told
you that it wouldn’t work.”
There
were a few quiet laughs but I ignored them.
No one at
work said anything about what had happened and I sure as hell wasn’t going to;
Ryan still believes that he’d successfully hypnotised me, twice. The only semi
reference to it during the rest of the party was me saying,
“Blimey,
is that the time, where’s it all gone?”
That got
a couple of little sniggers but no one said anything.
I was
quite quiet for the rest of the evening; that was because I was thinking about the
consequences of what Tim had done to me and what some of my other colleagues
had done to me. At one point I thought,
“At
least I know what half the cocks in the office look like now.”
I
dreaded going in to work on the Monday; okay, everyone thought that I was being
hypnotised when I did all those things but what if someone knew the truth? That
would have been just too much for me.
What if
people started treating me differently because of what I’d done? What would I
do if people started talking to me about the things that I’d done?
I was so
worried when I walked into the office, but I was really lucky; the most that
anyone said about the party was that it was a good one. I was really glad that
no one said that running machine’s name.
The only
slight reference to the party was that I found a golf ball on my desk after
lunch on the Monday. Someone was letting me know that they hadn’t forgotten.
By the
time it got to the Tuesday night I was looking forward to having the Friday
afternoon off and going to the gym.
The Lord Mayor’s Parade
-----------------------------
Ryan
came home one night and told me that his boss had announced that the company
was entering a float in the local mayor’s parade through the city. For some
weird reason, the company had decided on a theme of television programs. He’d
said that he wanted suggestions for the programmes and idea for the displays.
Karen
had the idea that if they wanted people to look at the float then they should
have Baywatch as one of the programmes. Their boss had liked that and asked
Karen and Ryan to come up with some more details.
Later,
in bed, Ryan had asked me what I thought of the idea of having 3 or 4 girls in
the famous red, one-piece swimsuits. When I said that it sounded good he said
that I would be great as one of them; using the illogical argument that I was a
good swimmer and had actually saved a couple of people from drowning.
I could
see where Ryan was going and resigned myself to having to stand on the back of
a lorry wearing a red swimsuit, as it slowly drove through town. At least I
wouldn’t be alone, and it would be a one-piece swimsuit.
Ryan spooned
me and went to sleep with his cock between my legs.
A month
or so later Ryan announced that the lord mayor’s parade was the next weekend
and that everything was organised except for a couple of girls. Karen had
volunteered herself and Emma and Ryan had volunteered me; but they wanted 2
more. Ryan suggested that I ask around at the gym but my mind immediately
jumped to the twins. I was sure that they’d volunteer, even if they did have to
wear something. I got on the phone and I was right, Jude and Kate were up for
it.
I asked
Ryan about the swimsuits and he told me not to worry, that it was all
organised. He’d ordered some on the internet and that they were stretchy so one
size would fit all of us.
That
sounded good. I asked him about what we’d have to do and he’d told me that we’d
just have to dance on the back of the lorry and hand out leaflets to the crowds
along the route.
“Easy-peasy.”
I thought and put it to the back of my mind.
The big
day arrived and we went to pick-up the twins on the way to the starting place.
On the way Kate asked about the swimsuits and Ryan said that they’d be waiting
for us when we got there. Jude asked if she could do it naked.
When we
got there the place was buzzing; about 25 lorries and hundreds of people were running
around putting the final touches to their floats. We met Karen and Emma and
asked Ryan where the swimsuits were, and where we could get changed.
Ryan got
an A4 bubble bag, addressed to their company, from one of the boxes on the
lorry and gave it to Karen.
“Where’s
the rest of them?” Emma asked.
“They’re
all in there.” Ryan replied.
It was
then that I started to get a little worried; 5 swimsuits in a bag designed for
a few sheet of A4 paper wasn’t a good omen.
Karen
opened the bag and pulled one of the little clear bags out. At least the
swimsuit was red. She gave the bag to Emma who opened it and held up this red, minute
swimsuit.
“It’ll
stretch to fit.” Ryan said as he took the bag from Karen and handed them out.
“So
where can we get changed?” Emma asked.
“I’ll go
and find out.” Ryan said, and disappeared into the crowd.
Five
minutes later he was back and told us that we should have arrived already
changed. He then said that we could get changed on the back of the lorry and
put our clothes into one of the boxes up there.
I was
the last to climb up and get in between the props. The others were already
stripping off so I got started.
When it
came to putting the swimsuit on I quickly discovered that it was made of a very
fine mesh. Yes it did stretch to fit, but when it stretched it became VERY
see-through. What’s more it was more like a thong leotard and going up our
sides it didn’t start until the sides of my tiny boobs. My butt cheeks were not
covered at all and I could clearly see my areolas, nipples and jewellery. I suddenly
became glad that I’d not put my chains on that morning. When I looked down to
my pussy I could clearly see the front of my slit and my clit hood jewellery;
and my clit. To anyone within about 15 feet of me I, and the others, we may as
well have been naked.
I looked
round to the other girls and saw that they too were taking in their exposed
state. Kate and Jude had big smiles on their faces.
“I take
it that Ryan ordered these.” I asked Karen.
“Yes he
did, I should have known that it was a mistake to agree when he volunteered to
get them.” Karen replied.
“I like
them.” Jude added.
“Me
too.” Kate chipped in.
We’d
just about got our clothes stored away when Ryan’s boss appeared.
“All set
ladies? Oh…. Very nice outfits girls.” He said as he looked round at all the
tits, slits and bare butts. “I think that the costume party afterwards will be
quite fun.”
We stood
on the lorry on the sand that was supposed to be a Baywatch beach and watched
the others sort out their displays. Five minutes later we started moving. It
was then that Karen told us that 2 of us we had to hand out the companies
leaflets and the other 3 were to dance on the ‘beach’.
Kate and
Jude both volunteered to take the first stint handing out the leaflets and
quickly jumped down onto the road and started handing them out.
I got in
between Karen and Emma and started dancing.
It was
then that Ryan must have turned on, and up to full, my little vibrating clit
ring. I let out a little yelp, but it was drowned out by the music.
Ten
minutes later, the twins climbed back on the lorry for more leaflets. They said
that they wanted to go back down and hand out some more but Karen said that we
should all take a turn. She gave a big wad of leaflets to Emma and me and told
us to get off the lorry and start handing them out.
Thankfully,
my clit ring had got me a bit aroused and I wasn’t as embarrassed as I first
had been when I put the swimsuit on.
As I
handed out the first few leaflets a young man shouted ‘nice pussy girl’ at me.
I blushed a little and moved on but as soon as I was a few yards away I looked
down to remind myself just how see-through the suit was.
OMG! The
crotch of the swimsuit had slipped to one side of my clit hood barbell and
stirrup. It was like I just had a string going from my pubic bone, down between
my vulva and up between my butt cheeks.
I
quickly held the leaflets in front of my pussy and re-arranged the swimsuit so
that my pussy was covered; even though it was with the see-through suit.
I
needn’t have bothered because with 50 yards my pussy was exposed again.
After
re-arranging it 3 times I gave up and was grateful for Ryan turning my little
clit ring on and up to full blast.
Accepting
that I couldn’t do anything about it I just got on with handing out the leaflets
and hoped that no one complained to the police. I also wondered if Kate and
Jude’s swimsuit had bunched up between their lips as they walked along.
After
about half a mile I had to stop for a minute or so as an orgasm took control of
my body.
For some
reason, Karen left Emma and me handing leaflets for most of the route. It was
only near the end that Kate and Jude jumped down to replace us. As they climbed
down I saw that their pussies were exposed as well and I just knew that they’d
be happy about that and not do anything to try to cover-up.
At the
end of the route we were met by Ryan and his boss who told us that we were
going straight to a pre-arranged party at a pub to celebrate the day. He
insisted that we stay in our swimsuits for the party.
The pub
wasn’t that far away and we all walked there. I was conscious of how much of me
was exposed, the only thing that I was grateful for was that 4 other girls were
there just as exposed as I was, and that my clit ring was making me happy. On
the way I did look at the crotches of the other girls and was a little relieved
to see that al 5 pussies were exposed.
In the
pub, Ryan and Emma’s boss bought us all a drink and we managed to get a table
in a corner. Quite a number of Ryan’s male colleagues kept coming over to
congratulate us on our display. I wasn’t sure which display they meant.
Five
pairs of nipples were all rock hard and making tents in the thin, red,
transparent, mesh swimsuits. I was glad that we were all sat down so that our
pussies weren’t on display.
After a
while Karen told her boss that Ryan had told her that while we were on holiday
we had formed a dance group called ‘The English Roses’, and since there were 3
of the members there perhaps we could entertain the party.
Of course
Ryan was in full agreement; and so were the twins; what choice did I have? Ryan
organised some decent music while Karen and her boss cleared a space for us.
I was
nervous as hell as the 3 of us lined up and waited for the start. I hadn’t
bothered straightening the crotch of my swimsuit because I just knew that it
would be all bunched-up within a couple of seconds of the start. I saw that
Kate and Jude hadn’t re-arranged theirs although I suspected that they hadn’t
because they wanted their pussies to be uncovered.
As soon
as our routine started and our legs spread, the camera flashes started. They
never seemed to stop all the way through the routine. I managed to ignore them
but at one point I wondered what we’d do at the end of the routine where 4 of us
picked up the 5th, spread her legs and rubbed her pussy into the
face of a man in the audience. The last thing that I wanted was to have my
pussy rubbed into the face of Ryan’s boss. Being just 3 of us I decided that
we’d stop before that point and end it when we were down on our spread knees;
without the masturbation part as well.
However,
it didn’t work out that way. When we got down on our spread knees my right hand
automatically went to my pussy and I started rubbing my clit. I didn’t want to
but I just couldn’t stop myself from teasing my clit until I orgasmed; right
there in front of Ryan’s boss and lots of his colleagues.
As I
started to come down from my high I looked to the twins and saw them both
getting close to cumming themselves.
I felt really
embarrassed as everyone stared at the twins as they orgasmed but I had to wait
still down on my spread knees until they were ready to get up.
I wasn’t
the only one waiting. As soon as the twins turned to look at me, 6 big handsome
guys came up and in 2s they lifted up and held our legs out wide. They then proceeded
to walk round the whole pub giving anyone, and everyone the chance to look at
and photograph our very wet pussies.
I tried
to complain and get the guys to put me down but they just ignored my pleas.
After
what seemed like hours they took me back to our table and I was able to sit
down and hide my pussy. Ryan put his arm round me and told me that I was
wonderful and that he really loved me. As I took a drink I looked for the
twins; both of them were still in the arms of the guys carrying them around the
room. Both looked happy.
The
drinks were flowing well and it wasn’t long before just about everyone was
quite happy. I even stopped thinking about how little I was wearing and even
volunteered to help Ryan’s boss get a round of drinks back to our table.
While we
were waiting at the bar Ryan’s boss told me that he loved our swimsuits and
that Ryan was a lucky man. Looking down at my chest, and through the
see-through swimsuit to my rock hard nipples he said,
“You’ve
got an amazing pair of Itty, Bitty, Titties there Tanya; I can see why Ryan
thinks so much of you.”
I’m sure
that I actually blushed, even though I was half drunk and quite aroused.
It was
only at the end of the evening that Ryan produced a bag with our clothes in,
but both Kate and Jude told him to keep them until they had to get out of our
car. Karen and Emma took theirs but didn’t put them on. I was too far aroused
and drunk to want to put mine on as well and Ryan and 3 nearly naked girls
walked back to our car.
Going back to China – maybe
-----------------------------------
About 4
months after I’d got back from the cultural exchange in China, my boss, Tim,
told me that Mr Chang had asked that someone go over to China to train the
office staff in the ways of England and our company. Mr Chang had requested
that that person be me.
I was
shocked; I had just never seen that one coming.
Tim let
me take it in for a couple of minutes then he asked me what I thought and if I
had any questions.
My first
question was if it was back to the place that I’d been to before. Thankfully it
wasn’t. I asked Tim where it was and he told me that the Chang Empire had a big
office block on a smallish island not far from Hong Kong. The Chang Empire
owned the whole island and most of the five hundred or so people who lived
there worked in a Chang factory or Chang offices.
My next
question was if I’d have to be naked all the time. Tim didn’t know the answer
to that one.
Then I
asked if I would be the only one going. Tim said that they only wanted one
person.
Finally
I asked Tim how long it was for. Tim said 2 or 3 months dependent on how it
went.
I
couldn’t think of anything else and I asked Tim if I could discuss it with Ryan
and get back to him. He gave me a couple of days.