It had been a while since MasterDoc scared up an audience for our activities. But Wednesday night he had someone come over and watch him Dom me, and of course it was hot having some complete stranger watch. (I’m such an exhibitionist, and well, a slut.) A nice man with a faint English accent came by. (At one point I mentioned to MasterDoc that I had had phone sex twice years before with men just because they had English accents. I’m a sucker for the Brits… and the Scots…)
I had been hoping we’d do a “show” sometime soon. I missed doing them. This time our audience was quite appreciative – getting his cock out and playing with himself. While all are invited to do so most don’t generally. MasterDoc asked him if he had any special requests and after I had been flogged a bit he requested to see me paddled. MasterDoc has one large ping pong-type paddle in his collection, and it can sting quite a bit. I now have two nice dark bruises on my lower butt cheeks. I got really wet from being beaten. I think it surprises me a little still that pain can bring on such arousal in me. I sucked MasterDoc’s cock for a while, and at one point he had me reach over and stroke the stranger’s cock for a bit. MasterDoc fucked me for a little while and the stranger requested to see me fucked up the ass, but it didn’t happen. While fucking me, MasterDoc had me look the stranger in the eye. I find it hard to do this, so I keep closing my eyes without noticing and have to really remind myself to look.
I was surprisingly horny that night and came close to orgasm while MasterDoc had me use the magic wand on myself. Silly girl, I didn’t ask to be allowed to come and so I didn’t end up coming that night. I need to be more vocal but in recent months it’s sometimes been hard for me to come on command so I hesitate to say I’m ready to come out of fear that it won’t happen within the time frame I’m given. I’ve gotten TOO good at holding back orgasms. And strangely enough, holding back on orgasms doesn’t make me want them more, it actually makes me quite able to live without them most of the time. The one thing that makes me want more orgasms is having orgasms. I’d love one day to be forced to come until I’m exhausted and have to beg to be allowed to stop.
At one point, MasterDoc used nipple clamps on me for the first time (for a while he had misplaced the gentler ones. I can’t handle the clover clamps.) He had me put the chain in my teeth while he slowly let go of my breasts, so that the weight of my breasts was pulling down on the clamps. Yow. That really hurt. (And yet I find myself becoming aroused thinking about this.) He used hot wax on both my front and back, but thankfully spared the really sensitive spot by my thigh. He humiliated me a bit by making me say what he had me do last time (eat from a bowl on the floor like a dog).
Ultimately, I ended up stroking the stranger’s cock some more. I did my best to help him come but he didn’t come before MasterDoc grew a bit bored and decided it was time for him to go. He sounds like someone who would gladly come back. MasterDoc mentioned his plans for a gang bang for me sometime and the stranger expressed enthusiastically that he’d like to be a part of that.
It felt good to be used in front of a stranger again. I really get off on that.
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