A sub, her husband and two Dommes

MissKubo

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To see how I got myself into this mess, see A treat for my 20th ride and maybe even Miss Purrfect's Self Isolation Female Task Game.

Maybe you could see if you can beat my score 😉?

Until Wednesday, I had myself a Mistress, with Miss Purrfect whispering evil things in my ear that despite the fact they were at my own expense... Next thing I know, Mistress and Miss Purrfect are talking to each other...

I figured this thing has already massively outgrown my tale about riding my bike with a dildo inside me, so I'd move whatever happens from here to an ongoing blog. I have no idea how long I'm in this mess... forever, probably. That's how long it's going to take me to have ten orgasms donated to Miss J, an acquaintance of Mistress' who's been allowed two orgasms since 2014...

I get her ten, she gets one.. But there's a problem, because Miss Purrfect wanted to steal my orgasms for herself, and so does Mistress. And Mistress' partner. So there's a wheel on wheeldecide. My two Dommes have four slots each. Mistress' partner has three. Miss J has two and I have one... There's another wheel too, with various punishments and humiliations on it. Mistress says every time she spins my orgasm wheel, she spins the other wheel too!!

Wednesday, my husband left home to start his run right up to one of the northernmost parts of Scotland and he knew he'd be away Wednesday and Thursday nights, and as it turns out he's away tonight as well. So to "help" me resist the urge to touch myself, he tried Dr Optokon's trick of painting my clit with nail polish.

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Later on, while I was stinging and praying for the evil stuff to harden so it could start to flake off, Mistress spun my wheel to allocate another of the seven orgasms I've earned so far from my husband. My third orgasm was won by Mistress, and at the expense of me having to wear the red dog collar on my neck and the smaller red collars around my breasts that The King had me buy for an earlier dare.

(The first orgasm went to Miss Purrfect and I had to spend the day applying my nipple clamps. A roll of my die determined that had to be for five 30 minute periods. The second went to Mistress' partner and the cost to me was that I could not touch myself for a week. I asked if my husband could touch me and Mistress flipped a coin for it. I'm permanently tails, as befits my status. It was heads...)

Miss Purrfect was messaging me with a bunch of "whimsical ideas" one of those being if my husband and I were ever to sell out house, he fixes me naked to the For Sale sign like how he posted me out last week.

Then she was enjoying the idea of him showing people around our house while I was tied up naked somewhere they probably wouldn't see me, but what if...

Then she came up with the idea of me body-painted like a statue, bent over with a table resting on my back, make me have to be a garden feature!!!

Then she told me she had an interesting dare for me and gave me 3 guesses, suggesting I lose an item of clothing for each wrong guess. Unfortunately, I was only wearing three items of clothing, but my child was home with me.

My only clue was that it's something "I've already shown appreciation for in my blogs".

Long story short, I guessed wrong and now I owe her some forfeit. After losing my panties for the first wrong guess, my second punishment was to go to a window and press my bare breasts against the glass. For 15 seconds. So I told Miss Purrfect that I had them on, and then she gave me the idea when lockdown is lifted in the UK to go to an engraving store and have a pendant engraved with "Owned by <my husband>" and tell them it's for his pet. Then when it's done, let my husband attach it to my collar in view of everyone in the store!!

There are builders next door but one... I pressed my breasts against an upstairs bedroom window but they didn't look up, but those fifteen seconds sure took their time!!!

Miss Purrfect was on a roll now with pet play ideas. "Lock all your sex toys away and buy fresh toys to replace them all. Looking at squeaky toys to potentially get yourself off with would be very humiliating."

OMG... But she had more...

"You can also strip for your husband and get him to play fetch with you in the garden. Keep chasing and retrieving things he throws. You can also look to using dog toys as a gag. Make you hold a bone toy or something in your mouth for a period of time making you drool down your tits.

"Also, placing a stake into the floor and tying you to it so you can only go so far in the garden. Maybe he could build you a shelter so your neighbors can't see your humiliation in the day. Leave you outside naked. With you risking to leave your shelter under fear of being caught."

Oh. My. God!!!! 💧

Anyway, I got all three guesses what her task would be wrong. It actually related to my cycling, and to painting my body as if I was wearing cycling lycra and going for a ride naked!

She even suggested I cut up parts of leggings so I have some actual material in parts, but the important bits are exposed!!!

Since I guessed wrong, I had to leave my panties off, but I did get the generous offer of getting to stuff them into my pussy... what kind of slut would take her up on that???

Oh my god, it felt to filthy having them in me like that, but since I couldn't touch it was the only thing I could think of to distract my mind from my burning clit.

If they dropped out I had to pick them up and suck them for two minutes before putting them back in. So I had to move very, very carefully for the rest of the day...

But Miss Purrfect wasn't done. Her imagination was running away with her.

"I was just thinking if a pole was fashioned to stand upright on the centre of a normal chair. To put your legs either side of, would be a fantastic torture device if it rubbed on your pussy all day! Maybe if it was triangular so the point rubs against your pussy as you were to sit would be very intense!"

I had to remind her again that I have my little one at home with me during lockdown but she should open her own office.

"A BDSM work-from-home centre where dirty bitches go to work from home and get dominated all day. Contraptions everywhere, fuck machine whirring away as a person sits trying to type emails, powerless to control any settings as the person behind the scenes does whatever they want. Imagine all the happy females coming back to their partners after just another day in the office, oblivious to the day they have just had.

"Maybe they could opt to have it filmed and either uploaded immediately as a live stream on a website. Or they can take away a digital file if they want to gift someone for a present. Maybe you could sign up for a shift and you never know when you are required to work that shift and people could be collected, stripped and prepped for work all of a sudden.

"You don't get your clothes back, but you'd return home in your BDSM uniform, whatever I decide is the official work appropriate uniform."

"Maybe you should get a T-shirt and cut boob holes in them and then pull your tits through. All day long you can have your udders out. You could also wear a cardigan with it to cover and save some dignity."

It was around this point, with me extremely wet and desperate to touch myself, that Mistress threw the curveball that she and Miss Purrfect had been talking together...
 
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"I spoke to Miss Purrfect today. Just to say it was me, in terms of the Mistress you talked about. But wanting to send out a message that you're mine..."

Mmmm, claimed 🤗 But then...

"And she suggests some sort of collaboration."

Oh no... the very thought... immediately I'm very wet and very nervous, like feeling nauseous... what might these to evil geniuses think up for me when they're working together???

But, Mistress has taken care of me already, just this week, so I have to trust her...

So now in a three way conversation, Miss Purrfect tells Mistress about me not guessing right, and about the builders in the nearby garden. They suggest I lean out of the upstairs window and flash my boobs, then immediately cover up.

I can do that, but it's a bodycon dress, so I'd have to pull it all the way up...

Then they suggest instead I stand near the window, a few steps back and drop the dress to the floor, then immediately pick it back up.

I ended up doing both... Oh my God, it was such a rush and I felt like such a slut, but the builders were busy packing up by now and concentrating more on getting home than some plus size slave slut exposing herself overhead...

So an intense, but not too scary start to proceedings. Maybe it would be okay...

Mistress was busy with family on Thursday and Miss Purrfect wasn't feeling to great, so I mostly had the day to actually get on with some work to try to ignore the yearning desire to touch my pussy.

Mistress and I did discuss the pet play thing some more... I'm definitely not comfortable being staked naked in the back yard - imagine what my neighbor would think!! - but maybe I could be a sheer-bodysuited kitten girl? I could still get the pendant engraved, and I guess there'd still be a tail to be held in somehow... So I started looking into pet friendly hotels.

Unfortunately, they're all currently closed for the lockdown, but I've got until mid-August for my husband's birthday so we could go somewhere where we can get a cage in the room for him to keep me in, open spaces where he can walk me with a lowered risk of us getting caught, and someplace nearby where we can get the pendant and I can have him attach it to me without it being where anybody's likely to recognize me!!

Aside from that, not much was happening - it's fine, real life. I used to have one of those but lockdown and my husband's lack of attention since New Years has made me go a little bit crazy. That's the only thing I can think of. So I did something uncharacteristic, and found a male Kinktalk user that wanted ideas of how to humiliate and deny himself. You might have noticed it somewhere... So yeah, okay, I have a few really weird fantasies that I daren't share with my husband where I take the lead.

Today Miss Purrfect caught up on conversations and decided that for my weekend away as my husband's pet, I'll take no additional clothes. I suggested that I'd need at least a coat or something to keep me covered when I'm in public. She and Mistress conceeded to me trying to find a fur coat or something... And that I'll pee in my cage on some newspaper or a litter tray... 😱

Trying to combine working from home with homeschooling math. Miss Purrfect has a problem for you: "If <miss kubo> has 3 items of clothes on and removes all 3 under orders from her Mistress, how much of a dirty slut is <miss kubo>?"

She suggested a game to deprive me of some of my clothes. And like a fool, I walked into their little trap...

It seemed simple and innocent enough: "we guess the color of her underwear and they come off. Two guesses each. Oh and she has a matching set."

I did have a matching set. In one color, but with some little bows adorning them in a different color, so to try and make the game more challenging, I asked if they could have to guess both colors.

Miss Purrfect had already guessed black by this stage and they decided between them that if I was changing the rules then she got another go, blue and pink. She was wrong again.

Mistress took a turn - black and a red bow - and she got it wrong.

So then it was Miss Purrfect's turn again. "White and yellow bow"...

Damn it. Yes, I was wearing white underwear, but the bows weren't yellow.

Mistress guessed that the bow was black. Miss Purrfect was quick to realize that was wrong, as she'd already guessed black earlier.

Why? Why did I suggest she could have another go?

So she did, but she guessed green!

Oh! Oh wow, wrong again! Does that mean I get to keep my underwear?

"Shall we go double or nothing? Two more goes each," Miss Purrfect suggested. "If we get it you lose the underwear and cannot wear any for a week! If we get it wrong then you'll keep your underwear... for now."

Mistress said she liked those terms... as long as we weren't betting hers.

"Not a chance. Goddesses keep their underwear," Miss Purrfect scoffed, but... well... Mistress likes to gamble.

But she'd only be up for it if Miss Purrfect was. She wasn't, not for her panties anyway, but she was willing to gamble her bra. So it was their bras versus my underwear.

Miss Purrfect guessed orange. Wrong again. Oh my god, the suspense of this was making me so wet, but I can't touch myself until Monday!!!

Mistress guessed next... gold! Nope. Oh God, I was getting closer...

But then Miss Purrfect guessed purple. Erm... I guess... I mean, the bows are lilac...

Close enough, Mistress said. So, making sure my little one was preoccupied enough to not suddenly come in, I took off my bra from under my blouse, and my panties from under my skirt.

"Oh, and this might be the perfect time for Mistress to tell you what we have planned regarding clothing items you lose in games to us. Enjoy," said Miss Purrfect.

Uh-oh...

Trembling while I waited. Five minutes. Ten...

Finally...

"So... underwear that is lost is... lost."

Oh no. Lost how? Please not disposed of...

"Awww, I loved the little bit of begging there. Hot 🔥" Miss Purrfect said.

Oh jeez...

Mistress messaged me privately then. "Can you afford to lose them?"

In all honesty, no. I have some lingerie from the UK, but most of it was bought at home in the states and can't be easily replaced, certainly not with anything so pretty...

"Right. I'll try and find a balance..."

Oh my god...

Back in the group chat. Mistress: "So they can't be worn until won back. Or bought back, somehow."

...okay, I guess...

"There's more. You need to reclaim them within the next month or they will be... harder to reclaim. Got it?"

Harder how? And what do I need to do?

"We'll see. But they might get... say... buried. In a proper box."

OMG, OMG, did you two have this planned before the game even started???

Mistress... "I can't wait for my shower now 🔥🔥🔥"

🤯 o_O

All this just in time for the washing machine to finish it's cycle. Which was kind of good, because I needed to step away from the conversation for a while... losing and having to bury my underwear? Can I cope with this??

Today was a very windy day in the UK, so windy it's slowed my husband in his truck down and he's run out of driving hours; hence, he's still not home tonight 🥺 I could have really used him right then.

Hanging that washing outside in a skater skirt with no panties... it was problematic, to say the least. I was certain my neighbor would come out, but somehow I got away with it!

Meanwhile, Mistress enjoyed my orgasm in her shower...

"Do you think she'll be in good hands with us tonight <Mistress>" Miss Purrfect asked.

"I do think so," Mistress replied, signing off with a real name.

Oh my God. Those two have been talking...


🔥🤯o_O
 

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I really enjoy reading your writing and the predicaments that you are dealing with. Just wondering what/where are those wheels on wheeldecide? I'd love to follow along and see what possibilities they have. Thank you, for being you.
 

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After Mistress enjoyed her orgasm... my orgasm :cry:… I got to thinking about assigning another one. Obviously that meant another spin of both my wheels. And Mistress' partner won again. And I had to wear my stainless steel jewelled buttplug overnight.

Meanwhile, Miss Purrfect came up with, in her own words, another devilish idea to keep my mind off missing my husband...

"<miss kubo> I'd love it if you tied two bits of string to your washing line knotting it tightly. Then reel it back to a chair or somewhere you're sat (maybe putting the string through an open window).

"Then fasten the string to a clip or clamp to your nipples, giving the string a bit of slack so it's not too tight but not all over the floor.

"With this wind it will be random timings of your nipples being pulled about with nothing you can do about the force of nature.

"For more fun, put clips or clamps on your pussy lips too."

Mistress thought that was a "lovely idea" which meant no backing out now...

Miss Purrfect then started messaging me privately: "What do you think to the idea slutty <miss kubo>?"

Well, it will certainly keep me awake while I'm washing up, I told her.

"Yes it will. Even better if you strip naked. Put the lights on, no restrictions to windows such as blinds. Plus the breeze. Brrrrr!"

...oh. my... god...

"Hope that's made you damp"

I asked, if I did it, could I have my underwear back?

"Nope… you'll just have to do it being the good little slut you are. Be a good little whore and get it done. You bluntly don't deserve your underwear. You're lucky I don't make you stand underneath the washing line naked being pulled about like a slut in the wind as it carries your moans to your neighbors.

"Now you should be thinking, mmmm, how much of a dirty whore would I feel standing naked in my garden attached to the washing line, wind pulling on my tits and pussy as I moan."

Well... it would make me feel very slutty... but for my kid's sake and to try and avoid getting a reputation, not until much, much later...

"That's not a no, dirty girl." Then she went back to the group chat. "<miss kubo> says she really wants to do it late at night and stand naked outside to feel like a dirty whore. Ha"

But... that's... that isn't... I mean, I do, but...

Mistress: "<miss kubo>? I do think that's a fair request, don't you?"

Ohhhhh… fuck, fuck, fuck...

As ever, Miss Purrfect's imagination was running away with her...

"OMG you could fly a kite attached to you too laying in your garden. Kite blowing around pulling on your bits. One for another day.

"Oooh I have an amazing idea for an adaption of the kite idea. Make a kite with your husband, however print an A4 or A3 pic, if possible to use as the kite. Your husband can choose any pic of you he wants as the design. Then make you get your tits out to attach the kite via string and clamps. Make you tie your hands behind your back too.

"The funny thing is there's a danger of it being too windy and your slutty pic blows away forever for someone to discover!

"Also your husband if he wanted could sabotage it and your kite could fly away. He'd do this by tugging on your clamps causing you pain and then you'd have the embarrassment of seeing your shame fly away. You'd be out in the countryside away from where you live in this situation too so if your kite was discovered then nobody would know you!"

Um... hot to masturbate to, if only I could, but no... too dangerous for this slut.

So... about twenty past nine last night, I finally got my little one to sleep. My pussy had been on fire all day, but my heart was pounding in my chest... all I could think about... But first I wanted to talk to my husband so first I put in the buttplug as had been decided by my wheel, so that Mistress' partner could enjoy another of my orgasms, and then I spent an hour on the phone with him. Letting him know all that had happened and him reassuring me that it was still up to me. He has another idea about my underwear that still puts it out of my immediate reach but isn't quite so risky... I'll probably raise that with them tomorrow... and of course, he reminded me that it was still up to me how far I wanted to take this thing. He's really worried about me because this is a complete new level for the both of us, but I need to get Miss J her orgasm!

It was about ten to eleven at night when I got off the phone and made my way back downstairs. All the houses opposite were dark and when I went outside, all the neighboring houses were as well. Oh God, was it cold though, even though the wind had died down. I needed to do those dishes, I hate coming down in the morning to yesterday's washing up, so I tied the string to the line, hung out a couple of towels to better catch the gusts of wind that remained and fed the loose end through my kitchen window. Then I headed back inside to my sink. Everywhere was still dark... so on when the lights. Off came my red skater skirt and white peasant blouse. I attached the clamps to my labia, pulled the string down to tie it to the chain and began my chore. It wasn't too bad... plenty of random tensing and relaxing of the tension as the wind pulled the line about, but there was only one or two strong gusts that really made me have to stop in my tracks... That was, what, about 25 minutes?

But then it was time to go outside... Mistress had said goodnight and gone to bed already by this point, so I was at the mercy of Miss Purrfect. Did she want me to spend a full half hour out there?

"Mmmm so sexy! Such a good girl. Yes, I want you to have the full experience!"

*Shivers* Oh, what an experience it was... It was so cold out there, that made my nipples stiffen before I'd clamped them, and the pain the clamps bought was intensified massively! Naked in my back yard, nipple clamps attached by a short string to my washing line... Cold grass under my bare feet... praying nobody would wake up and look out of a bedroom window, nobody would come prowling around... Oh, why did I have to think about putting the towels up?

Private message from Miss Purrfect: "Well done for pushing yourself to try the clamps and wind! Super proud of you slutty <miss kubo> 😘

"Just so you know, I'd let you touch your pussy right now. Maybe you could beg your Mistress?"

I would, but she'd already told me she was going to bed nearly two hours previously...

"Shame. I really want you to wank right there and moan into the wind. Would feel so amazing. Might warm you up, at least your fingers"...

😬

As it passed midnight, the wind seemed to pick up again and several gusts pulled viciously at my clamps, forcing uncontrollable moans of pain from me as I struggled to not draw attention to myself even as I couldn't resist continuing to check my phone and update Miss Purrfect on my plight, terrified of how much the screen's glow might be illuminating me...

"Bet you'd love to rub yourself right now, all naked bound to the washing line."

Oh God, but wouldn't I... OUCH!!!

"Hehehe I'm loving this. Shame I don't think you live near me ha. That could have been interesting"

Oh my goodness... Interesting would be one way of putting it... how would Mistress retain control though if Miss Purrfect could physically get her hands on me???

Those last ten minutes could just as well have been another hour... my nipples were throbbing with pain, the plug felt twice as big as it actually is, my breathing I think was incredibly loud and my involuntary moans... But with all the wind and the blood rushing in my head, it seemed so loud!!

Taking those clamps off HURT!!! It was all I could do to not cry out...

"Mmmm… they will hurt more now, feel the breeze on your labia and nipples"

What? I want to get back inside!

"Maybe you should crawl back on all fours to the warmth of the inside to appreciate the warmth of your house even more."

*Shuddering*… and shivering from the cold... but okay...

"Not embarrassed are you?"

!!!

"Awww, bet you'd love to play on all fours in the cold and wind too. Face down, ass up, legs spread."

"Touch your pussy, see what you are missing. One touch all you get. I'm sure your Mistress will be okay with a touch to see what you are missing out on."

"When its for your humiliation I think it will be okay. But either way, I love you're on all fours like a dog"

Oh my god, the conflict... It raged in my mind, not knowing what I should do... but in the end, Mistress has instructed no touching, and wasn't awake to say otherwise. So, as much as I longed for contact, as humiliating as a single touch just to torment me further would be... I had to decline. I hope Mistress thinks I did the right thing...

"I hope you enjoyed your crawl back to the warmth"

I was definitely appreciating being back in my house, no longer illuminated naked to the outside world!!!

"See by having the normal things taken away from you, you appreciate everything much, much more. That's why the less you have, the better the experience. The more we take from you, the wetter you'll be."

Well, I was very wet. But still conflicted, and scared for the loss of my underwear and the prospect of possibly losing more of it to them, and having to bury it... All this and I still couldn't touch, so I came on here to try and bring you guys fully up to date, but at 2am I had to call it a night and tried to sleep.

Miss Purrfect was still awake too... "Well, if you're not going to touch, one of us should. Just sliding down my thong...

"I'm not going to give you too many details but my vibrator is on 😉"

Yeah... I didn't sleep too great.
 
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When I did sleep, I dreamt I was naked, leashed and shackled in a pig sty as two women came to hose me off... I was scared of the cold water that I knew was coming, but even more scared of the barn that I knew they'd be taking me to when they'd blasted me clean!

I got disturbed and woken up just as the water started. Eventually I managed to fall back asleep and dreamt I was naked, forced to clean an underground bar before opening time, but in the middle of the stage, illuminated in blue light, was a tight cage that I knew I was going to be locked into when the show started...

I got woken up from that one too. And then it was time for me to get up and play my Mommy role, although I was very conscious of the fact that my nipples were still sore from last night's misadventures and that I was still plugged. But Mistress would be in touch to tell me to take it out...

9am came and went. 10am... that's over 12 hours plugged, and I was getting a little nervous...

11am… I messaged her. "Good morning Mistress. How long do I need to keep the plug in for please?"

"You can take it out now but that means another spin. Or you can keep it in."

Another spin??? "But Mistress, I've had it in all night!"

"And you can take it out. Provided we spin your wheel?"

Only, I didn't get that last message for ten or fifteen minutes because my little one wanted to go try flying their kite at the park...

"Well?" She chased.

"Okay Mistress," I relented. "I don't think I can stand it much longer."

That's fine. It will only be a few more minutes and she'll spin my wheel and tell me my fate and allow me to take it out...

12.30, it's raining in the park, and I need to go to the supermarket to have some things ready for my husband getting home. Still no reply...

The wind's picking up and there's a queue to get into the supermarket... I'm wearing a dress and a cardigan, but the rain is wetting both of them and I'm not allowed underwear for a week...

Finally, midway around the supermarket, she messaged me. "Right. Did you take it out?"

"Not yet," I tell her. "You didn't say you'd spun the wheel Mistress."

Nearly ten past one, and I'm in the queue at the checkout. Still nothing.

Just before two in the afternoon and finally my weary husband pulls up on our drive. We're both so eager to see him, but my poor bottom is really starting to get sore!! I can't concentrate on giving him the loving welcome he deserves...

Ten past two. Have I done something wrong? I haven't heard from Mistress' partner for a few days, have I accidentally upset her?? Hastily I add a couple of additional torments to my forfeit wheel and send it to try and make up for whatever I might have done to have to be punished so...

My husband can tell I'm getting myself in some distress and just wants me to take it out. But I don't want to disobey... so he takes me upstairs and helps to put some more lubricant around, try and cool the plug which is burning hot with my body heat transferred to it and tells me to relax up here for a little bit while he takes care of our child.

Ten past three... "Don't worry and no. I'll ask her. We've been fighting ants here. They were all over. Spun your wheel. No panties it was"

But... didn't I already lose wearing underwear for a week yesterday?

"Yes. So I guess we spin again... +1 day."

Okay. I can take that, after all, my husband's not even granted me any orgasms for this week yet... So may I please unplug now? It's been nearly 18 hours... 😭

That's a long time to stay plugged, by far the longest I've ever gone. My body is going to need a lot of rest from this one and is still a little bit sore back there even now... I may have even been stupid and pushed myself a little too far 😣

"Yes you may"

🤯

These games are really, really sexy... but I'm going to have to try and remember that I'm an adult... I'm certainly old enough to know better, but... Probably I should have capped it a twelve hours.. I'll certainly not be riding my bike tomorrow, naked or otherwise.
 

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I really enjoy reading your writing and the predicaments that you are dealing with. Just wondering what/where are those wheels on wheeldecide? I'd love to follow along and see what possibilities they have. Thank you, for being you.
Mistress told me to share it 😳


But she says no requests
 

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I do have to say, I love reading all of the stories you have to tell of all your recent adventures. Its very exciting and arousing at the same time to read.

I must say, I do find myself reading some of these in public and sometimes i feel as if I need to just take my pants off and masturbate right there regardless of who is around because of how fun and hot they are too read.

I do hope you have another fun steamy adventure to share with us of anything that were to happen recently.
 
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So I woke up a little bit sore at the back on Sunday morning so, as I'd kind of been expecting, a bike ride was off the menu for that day. I did intend at least going out for a walk, but my husband convinced me to stay in bed with him, so we had a very snuggly, intimate, loving hour and half of cuddling, caressing, kissing... He had me bring him up to date on everything that had been happening while I caressed his stiffening manhood which seemed to get harder and harder the more of the mess I was in was revealed to him... It was getting really interesting, I was delicately kissing his... parts... rubbing myself against his sexy firm thighs... and then our little one came and joined us, bringing those things to an abrupt stop.

After that, we had a really nice family day which was absolutely wonderful for us, but this is KinkTalk, so...

Monday was a bank holiday, and I was feeling better so I got out on my bike and put in a challenging two and half hour ride. My husband gave Miss Purrfect's cycle slut... sorry, cycle suit idea some thought Sunday night and we ordered some liquid latex to couple with him cutting up a cheap swimsuit that I bought from ASDA. It hasn't arrived yet, I'm expecting it Tuesday. And he rewarded me with six more orgasms; one for the nail polish on my clit, another for fun with the builders and exposing myself in the windows. One for taking the bin out last minute in my robe... I told you about that, right? No, I didn't... Sorry, I was kind of distracted last Wednesday... Um... One for my washing line adventures last Friday night, one for being obedient at the expense of my comfort with the plug and one for being a good girl... Yes, that's still degrading, patronising and extremely erotic all at once...

After that, aside from becoming Bradley's default key holder... it was a relatively quiet family oriented day.

Tuesday, Mistress allocated another of my orgasms. Yet again, her partner won. But my week without being allowed underwear got extended by four days so now I have to wait until Tuesday!! And Miss Purrfect send me a live Chaturbate link to a girl called Tilly Monroe who'd pitched a tent somewhere in the wilderness and was stark naked outside it.

Wednesday I didn't hear from Mistress all day which had me a little bit worried about her, as she'd mentioned at the weekend having to have antibiotics.

I did hear from Emily...

Fully Casted Mummified Girl

Eek! 😲

On Thursday morning, Miss Purrfect suggested some yoga stretches in my garden to get me nice and "relaxed" for work... knowing full well that I had no underwear on and that I was anything but relaxed.

I'd spent the entire night having extremely kinky fantasies about having very vanilla sex with my husband. I'm really missing the feel of his hard cock inside me... of being vigorously fucked... of feeling my vaginal muscles bunching and squeezing at him as he makes me cum, and of the hot burst of his own orgasm inside me that so often brings me almost to climax again...

And before that I had dreams of Bradley and I both forced to stand on a street corner, the two of us wearing microskirts, high heels and tiny bras... only he got to wear a thong over his cock cage. Every gust of wind or passing car made my skirt flick up and expose me entirely...

So, yeah, for my 10.30 break, I went out in the sunshine in my dusty pink camisole top and my white linen knee-length skirt and did ten minutes of Yoga with Kassandra from YouTube, hoping that my neighbor wouldn't come out. Somehow I managed to get away with it.

During the morning, one of my friends sent me a text asking how I was doing and I ended up inviting them over for a coffee at lunchtime.

My two domes loved this and suggested I accidentally on purpose end up wetting my camisole. It's comfortable and somewhat supportive in the absence of a bra, but really I'd have been better putting a blouse on over it, because it makes no secret of the fact that there's nothing underneath it. Obviously that was a no. And they wanted me bending over to pick things up too... and sit on a wooden seat so any damp patches would be visible...

Well, my little one had plenty of toys strewn all over the garden, so I did pick them up when my friend arrived, and got her a comfortable chair out of the shed which I had to figure out how to unfold for her before I sat on our wooden bench opposite her... and her eyes were on my breasts pretty much the whole time! Now, they're not exactly subtle - I'm a 40D after all - so it could just have been how obvious they were in the camisole, but when I did "accidentally" spill over myself, she didn't seem to be put off... Have you seen the film Basic Instinct? There's a scene where Sharon Stone, without panties, crosses her legs... I did that and my friend went noticeably pink... Shortly after, she made her excuses and went home, but I texted her to say how lovely it had been to see her and asked if she wanted to do it again same time next week, and she said she's looking forward to it...

"Excellent. Well done. I wonder if she wants to see your boobs or not. Be funny if she's sat at home thinking... Mmm <miss kubo> has amazing tits. Can't wait until next week" Miss Purrfect said.

Um... As far as I know she's pretty vanilla. I'm not sure she'd be thinking too much about me in that kind of way... I mean, she had her eyes on them the whole time, but they do kind of demand attention...

"It's always the quiet ones you have to watch out for," Miss Purrfect reminded me. "If she was really vanilla she would have looked away. Maybe she's back at home thinking you tried to seduce her or maybe she got embarrassed that she got turned on looking at your boobs and had to leave suddenly. If she's as vanilla as you say this would have shocked her. She enjoyed it enough to want to come back though. That's definitely for sure."

"I'm sure she's intrigued if nothing else"
Mistress added. So, um, I guess we'll see how it goes next Thursday...

Emily sent me another text.

Wrapped

OMG, seems like she's got a good idea of what she wants to do with me

😱

I wanted to repeat my garden experience with my husband. It was about 10.15 when we were actually able to spend some time together. The light was fading outside but there was still some warmth. He was chilling in the lounge with a beer so I asked him to come outside with me, sat him down on the bench. I had a glass of water. No accident this time, I looked him in the eye while I poured the whole thing over my camisole... why didn't I use warm water...

It was maybe five seconds of him groping my boobs through my soaked top before he pulled it off and then spent a long time massaging them, squeezing them, bouncing them... He had me press them together so he could pour his beer on them and then lick it thoroughly off... mmm, his tongue...

I pulled at the waistband of his shorts and he lifted himself up so I could pull them down enough to expose his stiffening manhood. I knelt down and took him into my mouth and he took a firm hold of my head. We spent maybe ten minutes out there with him making me fuck him with my mouth until he couldn't hold off any longer and exploded hard, hot and fast... he kept me down there a while longer to lick him clean, and when he was hard again, he gently guided me off him and took me inside to our bedroom.

He laid me down on the bed and took off my skirt, then started very gently licking me, working me tenderly with his tongue. Every time I started to get close to the edge, he stopped, pulled back, ignoring my frustrated, anguished moans, and when my desperate involuntary grinding stopped, he'd gently begin again. Over and over, teasing me relentlessly, barely letting me edge, never letting me cum even though he wanted to... eventually I couldn't stand it anymore and had to push him gently off and turn away onto my side, moaning uncontrollably, fighting the urge to sob...

He cuddled up to me and wrapped an arm around me tenderly, but I didn't want that, so I turned back around to him to take him in my mouth again. When he had his hard on back, I squeezed my boobs to it and massaged it between them while he fucked them until he sprayed a second hot load between them.

Sleep took a long time to come after that. Not for my husband, although he tried to stay awake as long as he could with me, bless him. But when I finally passed out, I slept heavily, barely coming round as he kissed me goodbye this morning, and I overslept slightly, giving myself only 40 minutes to get ready for work.
 

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I was just sorting out breakfast when I picked up Mistress' messages to me. She gave me an hour to sneak in three edges to start the day off! If I failed, I'd have to spin the wheel, but if I managed it then we'd allocate another orgasm!

I got my first one while I was gathering a couple of laundry loads for the day. My second was in the shower and came very hard and very fast, so when I got out I had to lay on top of the bed for a little while to cool off before having my third. I'm so sensitive down there and wet ALL of the time... it felt especially sensitive on Tuesday after not being allowed to touch myself for a week, and since then it's been difficult to keep my hands off of myself 😳

"It's fun isn't it" Mistress said. "Think of Miss J"

Ohmygod... that was three!!

Mistress spun my orgasm wheel as I put a dress on for the day, a light blue summer dress with floral print, flared skirt and V-neck vest straps. Her partner won again.

So far it's been Miss P, then Mistress' partner, then Mistress, then Mistress' partner again, then Miss P, then Mistress' partner again.

I suggested maybe it needed a few spins in one go to allocate to Mistress or Miss J... or maybe even me...?

Mistress agreed and spun it four more times. The first went to Mistress 😊

Secondwent to Miss P. Finally, third was for Miss J!! Only nine more to go... o_O and the fourth and final one for today went to Miss P again.

Mistress told me her panties were getting a bit moist. Mmm, panties...

"Miss them? Or do you actually enjoy this" Mistress asked me.

I do enjoy it... but I feel a little... dirty. I keep myself clean, but I'm so, so wet, all of the time. I'm still having to follow the rules about not sitting on my skirt when I wear no panties, but obviously I don't want my little one finding out about that, so I'm having to wear skirts that aren't so long that hitching them up is impractical, but aren't so short that I can't cover myself when I am sat down... And I feel the need to wash them all after only wearing them once.

"Dilemmas, eh? And you are a slut after all... but we will try and balance things."

Mistress had to go into a meeting at this point. By the time she came out, it was time for me to hang out my first laundry load of the day. My neighbor was working in his garden this morning so I asked Mistress which way I should face while I hung out my laundry so as to give him a view of either my ass or my cleavage. Mistress suggested cleavage today. I think he enjoyed the show, but he'd be getting a better one...

At about 11.30, Mistress messaged me again. "Having lunch. And I''m really, really horny now"

I had just over a half hour to go until my child and I took our lunch break. I was so horny I couldn't stop rubbing my thighs together or keep my hand from between them... fortunately the little one was distracted with their tablet, but at lunch I was going to fill up their paddling pool and put some sunscreen on them.

"I bet they'd love for you to join them in it"

I'm sure they would... what are you thinking, Mistress?

Well… Is there room for you?”

Yes, we could both fit in there together…

And you’d wear what?”

Um… well, not my dress… maybe one of my bikinis or the swimsuit I bought for my husband to cut up?

Bikini would be good?”

Yes… um, unless…

Yes?”

Well, to get back the underwear I lost last week… um…

Yes?? Tell me”

Well… if I wore that instead of a bikini, then I could wash it afterwards and put it back in my lingerie drawer, out of danger?

That sounds like a very good idea”

Oh my goodness… but my neighbor… but if I can get it back?? Should I change into it now before I fill the pool and make our lunches?

I think that’s a good plan”

Ohmygod… so there I was, in my back garden, wearing my bra and panties that I lost last week, that hasn’t been washed since I lost it last week, and they’re evil little guessing game had gotten me so wet in them… And then I realized that the builders two doors down on the opposite side were on a scaffold and could see clearly over the hedge into my garden.

And the lingerie went very see through in the water!! With my neighbor chatting to me over the fence, and me having to act like everything’s perfectly normal… Fortunately my little one took it at face value that all my bikinis needed washing after our last trip to Orlando (in December…)

Mhmm, lovely. I am SO horny now”

Me too… so not appropriate. Am I a terrible mother?

Anyway, I took a quick selfie for my husband… shame he’s away today and tonight… and then I went to the group chat to update Miss Purrfect on my shenanigans.

Maybe your Mistress can keep you in your white underwear only. Maybe a towel to sit on while you work but every hour on the hour go play in the paddling pool for a 5 min break and then sit back to work dripping wet. Since your kid has already seen you play dressed like that, it shouldn’t be too hard to convince them it’s hot and you enjoy the pool today.”

Well… I actually could get away with that and Mistress agreed, so that was my afternoon… At 3pm, just as I was getting in, my phone rang. It was my line manager, checking up that I was doing okay working from home. Thank God they didn’t try getting me on a video call!!!

So I finish work at 4.30pm, but Miss Purrfect wanted me to go into the pool again at five, before I made dinner. After that last one, she suggested I take off the lingerie and hang it out to dry and spend the rest of the evening in a towel. It was a little bit inconvenient, having to keep folding it back when it wanted to fall away, but I managed it, and then had an early bath and a mini-spa with my little one to wind down for bedtime.

I washed up naked because I couldn’t be bothered fighting with the towel, but I had the lights off tonight. I think I’ve exposed myself enough for today… I wrapped myself back up to go bring my lingerie in and it’s waiting with the second laundry load that I didn’t actually get around to starting today to wash in the morning. I can’t tell you how relieved I am to have them back safely in my own possession… I’m looking forward to Tuesday when I might actually be able to wear underwear again, at least until my Goddesses devise another way of stealing it from me...
 
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I've got a few ideas building up from my friend The King... a porn video to watch with my husband, that will probably be tomorrow night... Modify an old pair of jeans to make them crotchless so I can wear them out with my jewelled butt plug... I'm going to put off any anal play for as long as possible after I was silly last weekend (but I'm healing nicely back there, so got away with it)… a "rope walk" - looks painful. Not sure about putting tobacco on the rope!!! And get some bells for my neck collar and breast collars and wear them every day for a week... I'm not sure I'll be able to bear that, even with not wearing them overnight, but the bells will drive me mad and make me VERY self-conscious... um... There's also his mall dare, but since Coronavirus, who knows WHEN I'm going to get to do that one?
 

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