Kim was a senior vice-president of a stock brokerage firm in New York City. She
had attained such a high position in part by playing the part of the consummate,
castrating bitch. No one in the office had been able to successfully challenge
her. One thing was certain, she did NOT get where she was by sleeping her way to
the top. She was determined to make herself successful by using her brains, not
her body, although her body WAS gorgeous. She was envied by every woman in the
office and was the unsuccessful lust object of virtually every man in the
office. She usually dressed very conservatively, wanting to make the point that,
although she had numerous assets, they were not to be considered in the business
world. Her assets were, however, difficult to ignore. She was medium build,
about 5'5", 120 lbs, about 35-22-35, with legs far longer than anyone
deserved--and magnificently tapered to small ankles which were usually atop at
least 3" heels. When she walked, her long, blond hair swished side-to-side to
match her hips. Her breasts were large and well formed. Although they were
large, they did not dangle downward. They pointed almost straight out from her
body with only the slightest downward direction. Her aureole were silver-dollar
sized, and her nipples were large to match. The nipples and areola had an
accentuated contour of their own, and gently rounded out away from the rest of
the gentle curve of her breasts. She was VERY PROUD of her magnificent breasts.
She considered these the best of a number of her tremendous assets. She ALWAYS
wore a bra!! However, Kim was bored. She longed for a secret change in her life.
She was tired of being the bossy bitch, but wanted to remain in control of her
business life. Her solution was to advertise in the Village Voice for a "master"
to take control of her personal life, but not her professional life. She wanted
to be secretly dominated, but under her conditions, of course. About a week
after placing the ad, she received a call at the office from a man who called
himself "WHIP." She reluctantly took the call, to find that he was answering her
ad. She was excited, but concerned about how he could call her at work when her
ad only listed her home number. "Don't concern yourself with trivia! If you want
to do my bidding, you do not question my methods! It should prove to you that I
know who you are, and have means at my disposal to observe you at all times.
From now on, it is not your role to question, merely to obey! You will receive a
package today at the office. While still in your office, you are to remove all
your clothing including your pantyhose and underwear, and put on what is in the
package. You may then put back on the beige heels you now wear, but nothing
else! NO BRA, NO PANTYHOSE, NO PANTIES--NOTHING!! Inside the box will also be a
set of instructions as to what you are to do next. Do EXACTLY what the
instructions say. I will be observing you. If you do not follow the
instructions, you will never hear from me again!" He hung up. Kim was both
angered and excited. She realized that her panties were soaked before the
conversation ended. It was about 10:30 a.m. She waited expectantly. The box
arrived shortly before 11:00. Kim accepted the box amid the questioning glances
of her co-workers, went into her office, and shut the door and blinds covering
the windows which looked out into the general office area. Inside the box was a
simple beige dress. It was made totally of chiffon. The top was a halter style,
the waist was tight-fitting, and the bottom was full and flowing--and it was
short--VERY SHORT!! Kim had never worn anything like this before--certainly not
to work! She locked the door and removed her clothing and underwear. The dress
matched her 3" heels perfectly, and fitted literally like a glove. The hem came
to mid-thigh. It was long enough to cover her ass and pussy, but not by much.
The halter top buttoned in the back of her neck, and the dress buttoned all the
way from between the twin pieces of layered chiffon which barely covered her
breasts, to the bottom of the skirt in front. Kim thought this odd, but the
dress was gorgeous, and looked like a million dollars on her. She looked like a
billion dollars in it!! There were enough layers of chiffon on the top that she
was covered, almost. The halter sides did not quite cover the curves of her
breasts, and there was a hint of darkness showing through where her nipples
hugged the material. The dress dipped to the waist in back. The bottom was
similarly layered so that the outline of her hips was visible, but just barely.
The 3" heels added a tapering length to her legs that would give the impression
graceful curves that ended with the promise of ecstasy barely concealed by not
quite enough layers of chiffon. Because her pussy was covered with truly blond
hair, there was no true giveaway that she was wearing nothing underneath--so
long as she didn't twirl or move fast or didn't stand in front of a window! Kim
knew that she could only wear this dress in carefully selected, private,
concealed locations. She could never let anyone she worked with see her like
this! She started to remove the dress, but remembered to look for the sheet of
instructions. She found an envelope marked "Kim." The instructions read: "You
have elected to do my bidding. What you will do, you will do because I decide
it. It is involuntary on your part. You have no choice but to obey! You are to
wear this dress in the office until 12:00 noon. You will carry on all your
normal activities until then. You will not do anything to hide your body. Your
hands will remain at your sides when you walk. You will not cover your breasts
or pussy at any time. When you sit, you will pull the skirt up in back so that
your bare bottom will sit on the chair. You will let the skirt ride up to where
ever it may when you sit. At 12:00 you will leave the office. As you go out, you
will carry only your beige purse, and will leave by the path that takes you
along the large windows which look out onto 6th avenue. You will walk slowly,
allowing everyone ample opportunity to admire your charms. As you leave the
building, you will take a cab to the Metropolitan Museum of Art. You will go
directly to the Havermeyer Collection and rent a walking audio tour tape of the
collection. You will view the collection and await further instructions.
Remember--as you leave, you never do anything to hide your charms. If the wind
blows, you let your skirt do what it will. You do not avoid backlighting. As you
sit, you must hike up your skirt and sit directly on the seat. You may place
your legs together as you sit, but you never cross them." Kim stood dumbfounded!
This was not what she had bargained for! She was horrified at the humiliation
she would feel by wearing the dress and parading around the office as she was
commanded--much less to go outside on the street--and not be allowed to cover
herself! But more than anything, she was just as determined that no man would
get the best of her. She would show him! She was also secretly determined to
fulfill her fantasy. She packed her work clothes and underwear in the box and
stashed it in her closet. She resumed her work. Occasionally workers would knock
at her door. On entering, they would be startled and stare momentarily, catch
themselves, and stammer on about whatever it was they originally wanted--if they
could remember. Kim was both humiliated and excited. She soon realized that her
ability to remain seated most of the hour was of little comfort, because her
desk top was glass. She soon found it uncomfortable to constantly hold her knees
together, and she frequently found the entering workers staring through the
glass at her slightly parted thighs. Sitting as she was, her skirt was riding
high on her creamy thighs, and barely covered her pussy when seated. She also
realized that it was 12:00 noon and she would have to stand and walk out of the
office in front of a series of large windows and a staring office full of
workers. As she got up, she realized the seat was wet. She was thankful that she
wasn't sitting on her skirt. Kim picked up her purse and left her office,
locking the door behind her. She nervously strolled across the office to the
windows, turned, and walked slowly down the long rows of desks to the elevators.
She realized that the chiffon halter top did nothing to stop the lewd juggling
and swaying of her magnificent breasts as she swayed from side to side in her
long strides. Likewise, the chiffon skirt swished from side to side, flipping up
on the sides of her hips as they swayed. She did not look at the office workers,
but was aware of a hush that came over the floor. She could feel the stares as
the backlight from the windows showed her curves plainly under the chiffon top
and skirt. She was thankful she was a natural blonde!
ON DISPLAY Part 2
At the end of the row of desks, she had to turn with her back to the
windows briefly to turn a corner to the elevators. The people on the last row
got a full backlight frontal view of her supple curves, and perhaps even a
glimpse of pussy hair between her legs as she walked. She knew the image she
presented oozed sex! Kim had never felt so embarrassed and out of control. The
elevator opened, and Kim entered. She was thankful that no one else was in the
elevator. It gave her a chance to compose herself. She opened her purse, took
out a Kleenex, and wiped her moist cunt with it so the juices would not run down
her leg. The Kleenex wiping across her clit suddenly sprang her senses into
reality. She had no idea she was so excited. One or two passes with the Kleenex,
and she almost came in the elevator. She quickly put the Kleenex back into her
purse just before the elevator stopped on the ground floor. Kim walked out of
the building and onto the street. She felt totally naked and unprotected. Her
tits continued to bounce suggestively. There was a light breeze, but no real
wind. However, chiffon does strange things. A light breeze may be a hurricane in
disguise when it hits chiffon. As Kim stood on the street hailing a taxi, the
breeze caught her skirt and blew it up almost to her crotch. She instinctively
caught it and held it down. Then she remembered her instructions, gritted her
teeth, took a deep breath, and slowly moved her hands away from her skirt. Again
the breeze flirted with her hem, and Kim again began to feel the excitement of
her exhibitionism build. Suddenly, just as she stretched on tiptoe to hail a
cab, the wind hit her skirt and blew it to her waist. She realized that those
behind had a clear view of the curves of her magnificent ass and pussy hair
between her legs as she stretched, legs slightly apart, as she went up on
tiptoe, one arm out to her side and the other straight up in the air to hail the
taxi. She was totally on display and unable physically or mentally to cover
herself. She was even more aware that those in front had a clear frontal view of
her blonde patch, pink pussy lips, and clit which was now totally erect with
excitement. Although mortified, Kim obeyed her instructions and did nothing to
reduce the extent of her display. The wind seemed to hold her skirt there for an
eternity, but it was only for a few brief seconds. She felt as if she were all
naked legs, tits, ass, and pussy on display for all to see. She was right!! A
cab screeched to a halt, and Kim quickly got in, remembering to lift her skirt.
She let out a small cry as her bare ass touched the cold leather seat of the
cab. The cabbie seemed unduly interested in his passenger until they finally
reached the Museum of Art. Kim paid the cabbie and got out. Although the wind
had died down, she had to climb the three flights of stairs to the entrance of
the museum. She felt the stares of everyone climbing the stairs. behind her. She
was sure that the cheeks of her ass, if not her Her entire pussy, was on display
to those climbing after her. She entered the building and had to climb another,
steeper flight of stairs to the second floor of the south wing of the building
where the Havermeyer collection was on display. Funny, she thought. Here I am on
display with some of the greatest art works of the past two hundred years!! As
she was instructed, she bought an audio tape at the entrance to the collection.
She thought it odd that the man at the tape counter seemed to pull out a special
tape just for her. She plugged it in and began to listen to the explanation of
the collection as she walked around the exhibit. As she walked, she noticed many
people taking a special interest in her. She seemed to always find herself near
the same group of interested men and a few women. Suddenly, the tape changed.
"Kim, I have been observing you. I am observing you now. You have done well. You
have put your magnificent on full public display. Your lessons in obedience will
continue. Now you will leave the exhibit. Before you leave, you will drop your
purse in the gift shop and squat down to pick it up. You will face the exit of
the exhibit as you do, and will part your legs slightly as you pick up the
purse. Your pussy will be on full view to whomever comes out of the exhibit at
the time. You will pick up your purse as if nothing had happened and exit the
exhibit and the museum. You will walk along Central Park East until 72nd Street,
where you will hail a cab. You will take the cab to the New York Hilton Hotel.
You will go to the registration desk and introduce yourself by your real name,
produce identification, and ask for the key to room 1501. You will place the key
in your purse, and open the envelope that will accompany the key. Further
instructions will be in the envelope. Leave now, and don't forget the purse
incident before you leave." Kim looked around nervously, trying to pick out a
likely suspect as her "observer." She noticed several possibilities, but she
really had no idea. She proceeded to the exit into the gift area and looked
around. There were many people around, and people were coming out of the display
area constantly. There were simply too many people to do what was asked of her!
But she know she had no choice. Anyway, hadn't she already made a display of her
charms on a public street? What difference would one more make? She dropped her
purse. As it hit the floor, it made a terrible crashing sound, and everyone
looked her way. Now not only would she have to put herself on display, everyone
was noticing her at the time! She was beet-red with embarrassment. She slowly
squatted down, parted her legs, giving the exiting men a full view of her pink
pussy lips, pouting clit, and slightly open vaginal entrance. She, picked up her
purse, and slowly got up. As she exited the exhibit, she heard applause from the
men. She quickly exited the building. As she went back out on the street, she
was quickly aware again of the breeze flowing between her legs, and the stares
of the people as the sight of her scantily clad body strolled down the street.
Her 3" heels made her legs appear longer that reality, and her strides were wide
and graceful. Her hips swung widely, causing her chiffon skirt to sway
gracefully with each step, riding high on her hips, even without the aid of the
wind. The street was full of the usual strollers, tourists, and derelicts, all
gaping in awe at her beauty and brazenness. In the bright sunlight, all her
charms were not quite hidden, but not quite visible. There was always a
suggestion of nipple, and pussy, but only on those rare occasions when the wind
would catch her skirt and whisk it to her waist would the viewers truly get a
view which would last them a lifetime. It was during these brief minutes that
Kim turned red with embarrassment, and her clit grew fuller with excitement. She
approached 72nd Street, and hailed a cab. It was only a short time before she
reached the New York Hilton. There was something about the hotel that bothered
her, but she could not remember just what it was. She entered the lobby,
thankful to be out of the wind. However, the guests in the hotel paid her an
equal amount of admiring stares as she approached the registration desk. She
announced her real name and asked for the key to 1501. The desk clerk handed her
the key and an envelope. She placed the key in her purse, as instructed, and
opened the envelope on the way to the elevator:
ON DISPLAY Part 3
"You will go to the 15th floor and exit the elevator. Go immediately to
room 1501. When you arrive at the door, you will turn and face down the hallway
towards the elevator. You will immediately remove your dress regardless of who
is in the hallway with you at the time. You will remain facing toward the
elevator while you do this, with your full frontal nakedness totally exposed to
whoever may come down the hallway. You will leave the dress on the floor. You
will leave the shoes on. Only after the dress is off may you look for the key in
your purse. You will take the key and open the door, turn with your back to the
elevator, spread your legs, and bend over from the waist to pick up the dress.
In doing this, you will make your legs, pussy, and asshole visible to anyone in
the hallway as well as the frontal view they will have already had. You will
then enter the room, place the "do not disturb" sign on the outside knob, and
close the door. Regardless of the situation you find yourself in, you must
remain calm and give the appearance of self-assuredness throughout your
self-exposure. Once inside, you will not deadbolt the door, simply allow it to
shut. You will notice the drapes closed. DO NOT open them! You will find
additional instructions on the television in the room. FOLLOW THEM EXACTLY! I
WILL BE OBSERVING YOU!!" Kim nervously exited the elevator and turned the corner
toward room 1503. She gratefully realized that no one was in the hallway in
either direction to witness her pending self-exposure. She arrived at 1503,
faced down the hallway toward the elevator, and reached up to unbutton her
halter. It fell away, exposing her pert breasts. She glanced about nervously,
and proceeded to start unbuttoning the rest of the dress. She heard the elevator
"ding" and heard voices!! Two men came around the corner about 50 yards down the
hallway. She was in full view! There was no way they could miss the show now!
She halted, then continued hastily. She remembered the instructions about
self-assuredness, and slowed her fingers, her embarrassment heightening. With
the men about 30 yards away, the dress fell to the floor, giving them a full
view of her breasts, curves, and blond pussy. Her statuesque figure with the 3"
heels was breath-taking. She could see the desire and astonishment on the men's
faces, as their pace quickened. She reached in the purse. She could not
immediately find the key! Finally, after what seemed to be hours, her fingers
found the key and she inserted it into the lock. It did not unlock!! Terror
mounting, she reinserted it again. This time, the green light came on! Kim
slowly turned with her back to the men, parted her legs with her knees about a
good foot apart, and bent over from the waist to retrieve her dress. This gave
the still approaching men a full-length view of her pink pussy lips, protruding
clit, open and now-glistening tunnel, and brown puckered asshole before scooping
up her dress and entering the room. She managed to put out the "do not disturb"
sign and close the door just as the men passed the door. She heard a single
comment, "Magnificent show!!" Kim was dying inside of embarrassment and ready to
come with excitement. The room was dim. Kim noted that there seemed to be an
alcove about 10 X 10 feet wide which extended out beyond the walls of the room.
The entire alcove, front, sides, and ceiling was covered with drapes. Although
she was tempted to look, she remembered her instructions and did not. She also
noted that the bed was in the alcove, with the foot of the bed closest to the
window, as if one would lie in bed facing the drapes. The bed was magnificent.
It had a brass head which extended at least 4' above the mattress. The corner
posts were large and all four extended about four feet above the mattress. The
horizontal bar between the head posts was about two feet above the mattress.
There were six smaller posts between both the head and foot corner posts which
ran from top to bottom, equally spaced between the corner posts. The foot was
also of brass, of the same design, except the horizontal rail between the corner
posts did not extend above the mattress. She also noted some other rather
foreboding "instruments" on the bed. As promised, there were additional
instructions on the television. She opened the envelope: "Put your dress back
on, Kim, but leave the shoes off. You will then go to the bed and arrange
yourself as follows: First, place the penis gag in your mouth and buckle it
snugly behind your head. Next, place the large cuffs around your ankles and
attach them with the metal clip which you will find next to them. Next, place
the blindfold on your eyes and buckle it behind your head. You must not be able
to shake it off or see around it. Before placing the blindfold on, note the
position of the two smaller wrist cuffs attached one on each side of the bed
head by a short chain. After putting on the blindfold, merely place each wrist
in the cuff and it will close automatically. Then you simply await your further
lessons." Kim was more that apprehensive and a bit disappointed. After the
humiliation and excitement of her exhibitionism with the wind, at the exhibit,
and above all, in the hallway, she found it a bit of a letdown to put the dress
back on. However, she was determined, and did as she was told. Then she walked
to the bed and placed the penis gag in her mouth and buckled it behind her head.
It was surrounded by soft foam. In addition to making her speech unintelligible,
the addition of the surrounding foam changed her loudest cry into a muffled
mewing sound. She then placed the large cuffs on her ankles and connected them
by the 2" clip. Then she placed the blindfold over her eyes, buckled it in back,
and tested it by shaking her head. She was surrounded by darkness. She lied out
full-length on the bed and carefully arranged her skirt so that her upper thighs
and pussy were covered. Finally, she reached up and felt for at the
ever-menacing wrist cuffs. Her near-crucifix position on the bed represented the
finality of capture. She took another deep breath and slowly placed her left
wrist in the left cuff. She felt it tighten, then suddenly snap shut with a loud
"snap." She waited, then decided it was too late to back out now. She slowly
felt for the right cuff with her right wrist, and again felt the tug, and sudden
closing "snap." Now she was caught! Sudden panic and fear came over her. She
started to struggle. She jerked at her wrist cuffs, twisted side-to-side, and
heaved her legs up over her head. As she did, her knees parted widely, and her
skirt fell back above her waist totally exposing her now widely displayed ass
and cunt. She suddenly realized what she was doing, and the total futility of
it, and calmed down. She twisted back and forth a bit in order to move the skirt
down somewhat, but she was never really sure if her pussy was totally covered as
before. She was sure that one tit was still totally exposed. But she also knew
that she had really no choice but to lie there quietly and await an unknown
fate. It seemed an eternity, but it was really no more than a few minutes. In
fact the whole episode from the arrival of the dress at her office to the
present moment was no more than two hours! From behind her she heard a snap at
the lock, an opening door, and a snap shut. A second snap told her that the door
had been dead bolted. She heard footsteps coming near the bed. Next she felt
hands smoothing down the skirt, making sure she was totally covered, and
replaced the exposed breast gently under the halter top. "Perhaps this won't be
too bad after all," she thought. Little did she know. "Welcome, Kim. You have
done well. But your humiliation has only begun. You thought you could be an
obedient slave under YOUR conditions! NOT SO!! You have elected to do my
bidding. That must be unconditional! You have done well so far by doing my
bidding in the office and in public without question. But that was child's play.
Because the office is where you feel you must retain total control, that is
where your greatest exhibition will take place." As he talked, Kim felt fingers
behind her head loosening the blindfold. In the dim light, she saw a man dressed
in a business suit, apparently excellent physique, with his facial features
hidden behind a rather foreboding leather mask. He suddenly opened all the
drapes to the fullest extent. She was suddenly surrounded in front, sides, and
top with glass. As her eyes slowly adjusted to the light, she realized what it
was about the hotel that bothered her. Her office was across the street from the
back side of the hotel, and the 15th floor of the hotel was one floor below her
office! Now, she was on full display to her entire office! Would they know it
was her on the bed? Her on display? OF COURSE THEY WOULD! They were too close
not to recognize her hair and face. And after the show she put on this morning,
they would CERTAINLY recognize the DRESS. This could not be!! She started to
struggle again, but quickly remembered her added self-exposure before and did
not want to expose herself to the office. She feared what display her captor had
in mind. She was no stranger to sex, but only on her terms with a carefully
selected secret clientele. She was used to dictating the terms of sex, not
having them dictated to her.
ON DISPLAY Part 4
He continued, "Well, perhaps not IN the office, but certainly with the
office as your largest audience to date. They have been clued as to the show
which is now about to begin. The opening of the drapes was the cue. You were the
only one in the office "in the dark" so to speak. But that is OK. YOU ARE TO BE
THE STAR!!" I am to be known to you only as "master." You will address me as
such when I allow you to speak at all." Now it was certain. All the office staff
knew exactly who was on the bed. Who was on display. Who was to be the star of
the show! Kim noticed that the windows were quickly filling with curious
onlookers from her office. Most of them she knew and despised. All of them
despised her, and she was sure they would enjoy the show. Well, she would show
them. She would remain rigid and unresponsive, no matter what. No man was going
to get the best of her! Her "master" pulled Kim down on the bed until her knees
rested over the brass foot of the bed, with her lower legs dangling
unceremoniously over the edge. The chains holding her wrists to the bed head
were barely long enough to allow this amount of stretching. And stretched she
was! Her arms were absolutely straight and spread widely out and up. Her
breasts, while impossible to flattened against her chest, were stretched to
their limits as well. She could feel her wide nipples stand erect with
anticipation. He picked up a short chain and attached one end to her right ankle
cuff and the other end to the bottom of the brass foot of the bed. Now Kim was
totally restrained. The "crucifix" position in which she now found herself was
symbolic of the finality of her captive and vulnerable situation. She shuddered
in anticipation of the unknown that was about to happen. He disconnected her
left ankle chain, drawing her foot as wide as he could to the left, and
reattached it with another short chain to the bottom rail of the brass foot just
on the outside of one of the smaller vertical posts. Then he released her right
ankle, and reattached it in a similar position to the right. He added straps to
her knees, binding them to the top railing and around a vertical post of the
brass foot. Her legs were not only spread, she could not turn at all now. She
was spread-eagle in an accentuated, stretched "X" position on the bed. The wide
angle of her legs caused her skirt to ride up high on her thighs to the point
that she could no longer be sure her pussy was still covered. At any rate, she
was certain that her pussy was gaping widely now. She could feel her cunt lips
part as her legs had been widely splayed, and could feel the moistness of her
love tunnel trickle down the crack of her ass. Her clit was throbbing for
attention. She was slowly dying of embarrassment and humiliation. She tried to
struggle, but realized that she would only add to the amusement of the crowd.
She found it hard to comprehend what might happen next. Here she was, bound
spread-eagle, barely covered at all, and totally at the mercy of a stranger who
had complete control over her body. BUT NOT HER MIND! She MUST remain in control
of her emotions. She lied perfectly still. "Well, Kim. It's time to get the show
started. We cannot proceed with the main instrument of the show still covered.
We must now reveal your charms to the audience so they can properly appreciate
their response during the show which is to follow." "NOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Kim
uttered, more mentally than verbally. The only sounds that escaped from her
mouth were soft mewing sounds. She shook her head from side to side frantically,
and uselessly. He simply couldn't expose her to the office staff. But she knew
he would! She regained her composure and stiffened her resolve, realizing that
there was no way to save herself from this indignity. But she would be stoic at
any cost. She felt his fingers behind her neck slowly undoing the buttons of the
halter top. She expected him to take down the halter, but he did not. With the
neck now undone, he left the halter in place, still barely covering her
magnificent breasts. He then slowly began to unfasten the buttons in the front
of the dress--ever so maddeningly slowly!!--and surprisingly gently! He did not
allow the dress to fall away as he undid the buttons. He slowly worked his way
down the top of her tummy, across her navel, down-down the lower abdomen, softly
across her gaping blonde patch, and finally to the bottom of the hem of the
skirt. The dress was now completely undone, simply lying over her as the only
wisp of protection between her bound, totally nude, and gapingly exposed body
and the on looking throng in the office building across the street. "Now for the
first part of the show, Kim. I am going to open the dress completely from top to
bottom and display you to the audience as I have seen fit. When I expose you,
you shall lift your ass off the bed so that I may remove the dress from under
you. This will also give the audience a much better view of your open cunt." Kim
was horrified at what was about to happen! But she knew it WOULD happen!! She
closed her eyes and stiffened. Suddenly, without warning, he grabbed both sides
of the front of the dress and rapidly whisked them apart. The two halves of the
chiffon dress parted in one quick motion from her breasts to the hem, falling
from side to side, leaving all her charms suddenly totally exposed to the
protruding eyes of hundreds of office workers in one split second. Kim opened
her eyes to stare into the faces of silently clapping and quiet shouting from
across the street. THEY LOVED HER HUMILIATION! Then she saw IT!! A VIDEO CAMERA
WITH A TELEPHOTO LENS AIMED DIRECTLY AT HER!! A new wave of desperation came
over her! Not only was she on public display, but a video camera was directed at
her exposed cunt. Not only were her charms and reactions to be on display, they
would be recorded! The tape could be copied and distributed for the pleasure of
anyone who desired a copy! "SO BE IT", she thought. Defiantly, she raised her
hips as instructed, right at the camera lens. She could see the increased
demonstrations of pleasure at her predicament from the onlookers as she pointed
her gaping cunt high towards them. She felt the dress being removed, and she
slowly, provocatively lowered her hips back to the bed and tried to relax. Once
again, she remained stoic. "Kim, I know that by nature you are in control. I
shall change that. I have already controlled your body. You WANTED me to control
your body. Now, I believe you have determined that I WILL NOT control your mind.
I shall prove you wrong. You have no choice but to be displayed for all to see.
But I will also cause you to abandon your control over your emotions as well.
You will react to my every touch. You will thrash and scream totally out of
control. You will become a reflex animal with no concern for who sees you or how
exposed your private reactions become. I will play your magnificent body like a
fine musical instrument. The tone and quality of the music you produce will be
totally a function of which keys I press and how I press them!" This was the
final straw. THIS, KIM COULD NOT ACCEPT. She simply would prove him wrong!
"Resist as long as you can, Kim. It only causes me excitement. I love training
wild animals. I love playing musical instruments. And I love an audience.
Incidentally, Although you cannot hear the audience, they can hear everything I
say, and everything you try to say. They will hear my instructions and your
responses over loudspeakers set up in the office." He looked toward the
building. "Everyone clap now." Kim looked up and saw everyone clapping at once.
How much more humiliation could she endure? She would find out! Her "master"
moved to the side of the foot of the bed. She felt his hands start at her left
ankle and slowly move upwards, feeling the smooth silkiness of her legs at every
inch. Kim cringed in silence. He stopped at the back of her knee and stroked
back and forth slowly, and proceeded upward toward her outstretched crotch. She
gritted her teeth against the penis gag and closed her eyes tightly in
anticipation of his hands against her gaping sex. It did not happen! As his
hands neared her most secret parts, they left, only to return at her right ankle
and start again with the exact same motion. This time, as he neared her
privates, his hands moved to her flat, stretched abdomen, and slowly moved from
side to side upward across her navel, upper abdomen, lower chest, closer and
closer to her magnificent rose- tipped mounds. Her breathing quickened as she
began to sweat. His hands stroked up the sides of her breasts, across the tops
and onwards, slowly up her tightly bound arms to gently touch her fingertips. On
the way down, he lightly touched and stroked her cheeks. She was feeling herself
give way to his gentleness. She could not believe that he didn't simply do it.
She was beginning to WANT him to just DO IT and get it over with. But he was
living true to his promise to play her like a fine instrument--slowly--gently.
But he would never gain control, she told herself, hoping she could continue to
keep the promise to herself. As his hands left her face, they slowly moved to
her milky mounds. This time they did not avoid their target. Kim felt him
violate the sanctity of her most precious assets. His hands began by gently
stroking the sides of her breasts as before, then slowly began to move in slow
circles around their fullness, the circles becoming smaller and smaller until he
was gently stroking and flicking directly across her nipples. The sensation was
slowly driving her to arousal in spite of her attempts to remain insensitive.
Then the hands began to gently knead the breasts, squeezing and letting go,
moving in circles, kneading and letting go. Kim began to moan as best she could
beneath the gag. Her eyes opened and looked down as her nipples were grasped
solidly between thumb and forefinger and SQUEEZED HARD!! "AAAAARRRRGGGGGHHHH!!"
Kim tried to scream, but again, sounded only like MEWS emerging from the gag!
She struggled to get away from the intense pain coming from her nipples. She
could imagine the pleasure felt by the audience at her torment. She looked up to
see a clapping, shouting, silent audience. After what seemed to be an eternity,
her nipples were released, and the slow wave of the after-shock of the pain of
sudden release hit her anew. His hands slowly slid down, down toward her sex.
She knew the moment of total humiliation was at hand. His fingers slowly slid
over her blonde patch and down between her legs.
ON DISPLAY Part 5
Now only his right hand was at work. Fingers toyed with her pussy lips,
slid down to her vaginal opening and back up across her center cleft towards her
clit. She quickened her breathing again and began to moan and struggle as his
fingers finally reached her throbbing, erect clit. He gently brushed back and
forth across the nubbin. He paused to part her pussy lips so the clit was
totally exposed. It was in such a state of excitement that it was protruding
from its sheath and was remarkably swollen. He knew it must be at maximum
sensitivity. He gently moved his index finger down again, slowly inserting it
into her hot, quivering tunnel all the way to the knuckles of his hand. He
stroked the insides of the love tunnel around and around, up and down. Kim was
beginning to buck involuntarily now. His fingers left again, this time wet with
pussy juices, and again approached her swollen clit. He moistened the clit and
renewed his attack by flicking and stroking right on the exposed nub. "NNGGGGG,
NGGGG, NNNNGGGGGG!!!," was about all Kim could get past the gag. She had
abandoned all pretense of control. She felt the waves of impending climax begin
to swell within her breasts and loins. He was truly expert, and was driving her
mad with desire! The oogling office staff couldn't have been more pleased. She
saw faces pressed to the window and binoculars began to appear to get a better
close-up view of her displayed sex and tits. Then, just as the climax was about
to hit and give her release, the hands vanished!! Kim continued to thrash as
best she could, pleading, begging beneath the mask--all to no avail! Suddenly, a
new sensation. She felt fingers on the soles of her feet--dancing
wildly--TICKLING WILDLY. Kim simply had not anticipated this!! No one knew this
secret. She was terrible ticklish--everywhere. An now her most ticklish places
were exposed and totally available to his dancing fingers. She couldn't stand
it. BUT SHE HAD NO CHOICE BUT TO STAND IT!! She jerked her feet wildly within
the limitations of their restraints. The sensations were maddening, and there
was no escape!! Then she felt the dancing fingers traveling up her legs, driving
her to new heights of intolerance. He gently stroked the backs of her knees,
differently than before, now more gently, faster, maddeningly. Then on to the
insides of her thighs, flicking over her belly. Finally, Kim felt the fingers
slowly work themselves up towards her most ticklish spots--her ribs and sides of
her breasts. She began to buck wildly as the dancing fingers played her ribs
like a harp--up and down, back and forth under her breasts, around her breasts,
down to her belly, back up. She was going mad. She couldn't stand it. She
couldn't breath. Her eyes bugged wildly. Her hands and arms grabbed at the air
for something--anything to grab hold of. She could only shriek silently into her
gag, begging him only in her mind where NOT to go next! "AAAAIIIIIIIEEEEE!!! Not
my RIBS. AH-AH-AH-AAIIIIEEEEE!!! Not my TI-TI-TIIIIIITTSSAAAAIIIIIEEEEEE!! No!
No! NO MORE!! AAAAIIIIEEEE!!" she shrieked through the muffling gag. But she
knew that only she could hear her pleas. His dancing hands kept on for what
seemed to Kim to be forever. Her bucking and grasping caused delight in the
audience. Between gasps for breath and wild tosses of her tresses in
desperation, Kim caught occasional glimpses of her wildly cheering, silent
audience seemingly mocking her torment and terror. She was sweating profusely
now, and was responding with total abandon to the stimulation she was being made
to endure. AND THE CAMERA--THE ALL-SEEING CAMERA RECORDING HER STRUGGLES FOR
FUTURE ENJOYMENT!! A new feeling of panic and abandon took control over Kim's
emotions, and she struggled anew. Suddenly, the dancing fingers were gone. Kim
took the opportunity, short as it was, to get her breath, and tried to calm
down. "Take a look, Kim," she heard him say. She looked up to see a can and
razor. "I'm going to shave your pussy bald. Even though your hair is blonde, it
covers your cunt too much. You owe it to your fans that they be able to see ALL
of the instrument which makes their star respond so delightfully." A new sense
of mortification came over her. Kim felt the cool foam as it touched her splayed
cunt. His hands expertly smoothed the cream over her blonde patch, gently
stroking the clit so as to bring her to new heights of arousal before starting
his primary task. Now the gloating audience would have a totally unobstructed
view of all her most secret places. They would be looking directly into her
moist love tunnel, her pussy lips, and would have a full view of her swollen
clit. Not even the thin protection of her pussy hair would conceal her from the
prying eyes, the binoculars, AND THE CAMERA!! Kim turned her head to the side,
unable to look at the audience while her "master" started to shave her pussy
bald. It didn't take long. Soon, he had shaved her pubic area and pussy lips.
She was as smooth as a newborn baby, but she certainly bore no resemblance to a
baby. Her bald pussy acquired a new sensitivity as the cool room air constantly
reminded her that she was now totally bald--totally exposed as never before!
What could happen next? Would he FUCK her in front of the audience? Silently,
Kim began to realize that this was probably her final degradation. She could
only resign herself to await whatever fate he had in mind. She was totally
unprepared for his next move! "Kim, you probably think I'm going to FUCK you as
a finale to the show! I'M not going to fuck you, but you will be fucked--as you
have never been fucked before! First, we need to adjust your position a bit.
Your display is not quite complete yet!" Kim saw him place bars in an "X"
fashion between the tops of the four corner posts of the bed. The bars had
numerous holes in them. He placed a series of pulleys on the bars and ran 1"
nylon rope through them. He attached one end of a strand of rope to each of the
head corner posts, and the other end of each rope to each of Kim's ankles. He
pulled the rope tight, holding the excess of both ropes in his hand. Then he
removed the bonds holding Kim's knees and ankles to the foot of the bed. She
felt her ankles being pulled up toward the ceiling, spread apart, and pulled
back over her head. The rope was tied.
ON DISPLAY Part 6
Kim's legs were left splayed widely apart, with her feet high in the air
straight back just past her head. She looked down to see her gaping pussy facing
up toward her audience. She wiggled wildly. She could imagine the view she
presented. Her bald pussy, gaping cunt, AND NOW HER VIRGIN ASSHOLE WAS ON FULL
DISPLAY AS WELL!! NO ONE HAD EVER SEEN HER ASSHOLE!! Her "master" then attached
a new strap across Kim's hips and attached each end down to the lower end of
each foot corner post. This effectively prevented Kim from bending her knees and
trying to cover herself at all. Kim saw the ever-present camera getting a full
frame view of her totally displayed cunt and asshole!! New pulleys, new devices.
Thin wires were placed over four new pulleys, two on each side. Funny devices
were attached to the ends of the wires. The wires went up to one pulley, across
to the other on the same side, and down. Suddenly, Kim knew what the devices
were!! They were CLAMPS--TIT CLAMPS!! She had seen the disgusting things in
magazines! NOT ON HER!! "Yes, Kim--ON YOU!!" It was as if he read her mind,
sensed her terror! He grabbed one nipple and squeezed hard! He slowly opened the
clamp, placed it over her nipple, and let go! Kim bucked wildly. The pain was
the most intense she had felt! Wild mewings escaped anew from her gag. She
thrashed about as wildly as she could. Anything to get the thing off her tit!!
Then she felt him grab the other nipple. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" she silently
screamed into her gag. The other nipple felt the same torture as the first, and
a new wave of terror swept over the captive blonde. Slowly, the pain subsided
somewhat. Gradually, Kim began to wonder what the other end was for. Just then,
she felt his hands on her pussy lips, and SHE KNEW!! The pain of the first clamp
was on her left lip, then her right. She started to struggle, then realized that
the more she struggled, the more intense the pain in both her pussy and tits.
The clamps were attached to the wires by short springs. Tension in one end
caused tension in the other. The only thing Kim could do to reduce the pain was
to raise her hips up as far as the restraining strap would allow. That was about
8". But it was enough for her to feel a difference. But her "master" wasn't
finished yet. Kim saw him between her legs. Her gaping pussy invited his
attentions. He again began stroking her center slit. His fingers moved rapidly
up and down, flicking her swollen clit, entering her tunnel to stroke the side
walls, driving her passion up to new heights once again. Then she felt his
finger in a new place. He was using his wet finger to gently stroke the area
directly around her virgin asshole!! A new sense of humiliation came over her!!
NO one had EVER TOUCHED HER THERE!! She knew what he had in mind, and knew that
nothing he had demanded of her yet would equal that kind of humiliation. But she
also knew she would feel it! As his other finger continued to play with her sex,
she relaxed her rectal sphincter in a wave of pleasure and felt his finger slip
in through her ass. The sensation was at once mortifying and pleasurable. The
mounting wave of pending climax was immediately heightened in a way she had
never before felt. Then the finger was withdrawn. Her "master" held up a 6" long
tapered device with a depressed ridge at the widest end. The diameter ranged
from about 1/4" to about 1". With no warning, Kim felt the finger replaced with
the cold, slippery instrument--an anal plug!! It went in full length, and was
held by the action of her rectal muscles on the circular depression beneath the
widest part of the plug. A wide base just beyond the constriction prevented the
plug from getting lost within her bowels. Kim squirmed as much as she could, but
could not empty her bowels of the stimulating device. She noticed a wire coming
from the base. The "master" held a box in his hand which was attached to the
other end of the wire. He turned a dial. The plug began to vibrate within her
bowels. The stimulation was maddening! The master still wasn't finished. A stiff
rod was attached between the lower part of the "X" frame overhead. It hung down
directly above Kim's gaping cunt. The master attached what appeared to be a
large, penis shaped dildo to it, with a wide extension just above and about 3"
back from the "cock" head. He lubricated the dildo well, and manipulated a
thumbscrew on the shaft of the rod. The rod telescoped down and Kim felt the
dildo slowly enter her gaping cunt tunnel. It spread her as wide as she could
stand. The depth of penetration was carefully designed by the master. If she
raised up to relieve tension on her tits and pussy, the cock penetrated her
fully, and the wide extension pressed firmly directly into her bald, protruding
clit! If she lowered her hips to partially remove the dildo, and move her clit
away from the extension, she increased the painful tension in her pussy lips and
tits. Then the final blow! ANOTHER BOX ATTACHED TO A WIRE COMING FROM THE BASE
OF THE DILDO!! She watched in horror as the dial twisted! The dildo began to
vibrate in mocking rhythm to her ass plug. The extension was vibrating as well.
She could stand the tension in her tits and pussy only so long. She had to move
her hips up to relieve the tension. The full length of the dildo quivering in
her pussy, moving along the vibrating walls of the ass plug drove her to new
heights of ecstasy!! THEN THE EXTENSION HIT HER CLIT!! The sensation of the
vibrations on her raw clit caused her to explode in a spasm of orgasm. She
bucked uncontrollably, straining against the restraints to their limits. Up and
down, up and down. First to relieve the pain in her pussy and tits, then to
increase and release her orgasmic spasms caused by the vibrating dildo in her
pussy and on her clit. There was no escape. Orgasm after orgasm came over her!!
Each time she relieved the pain in her tits, the pressure of the vibrator on her
clit caused a new spasm. Soon her clit was raw, and the orgasmic pleasure was
replaced by a new form of orgasmic pain and added torture. The sensitivity of
her pussy and clit made the orgasms more unbearable than the pain of the clamps
on her pussy lips and tits. She wondered when the torture would end. Through her
ecstasy/pain she saw the office staff and THE CAMERA leering, smiling, watching
her torment. Total satisfaction for them. Total degradation for her! "Kim, I'm
going to leave you now and go back to work at OUR OFFICE!!! I'll come back for
you when the office closes in about an hour. I doubt anyone will get any serious
work done the rest of the day, but we all do have to punch out on the time
clock, don't we--thanks to you. Otherwise, I'd stay and help you work through
your misery. See you later. Don't go away." Kim frantically motioned for him to
stay. Silently she begged him to relieve her of her torment--to stay--to FUCK
HER--even in front of the office--ANYTHING. But she heard the terror of the door
opening and closing with a single click. Now it was just her, the clamps, the
vibrators, the pain, and the spectators. She continued her waves of orgasmic
torture to the continued delight of her audience. After all, she was now a
spectator sport. Which pain could she endure longest? Could she stand the
constant vibration against her clit longer that the tension pain in her pussy
lips and tits? Or vice-versa? She saw a new face in a neatly tailored dark suit
in the window. She couldn't quite make out his features, but she was sure she
would eventually get to know him better. The master watched from the office
window. He could now hear the applause and jeers from the workers. He watched
with pleasure the gyrations Kim was performing across the street. She was indeed
a STAR. Her performance was continuing the promise to be better than anyone's
wildest expectations. It would not be her last. He would continue the training
when he finally released her from her current torture at 5:00.
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