Naked and submissive

My first time in a strange house.
It was Sunday, I had been naked since Friday afternoon, which was typical.
Sir told me we were going to see a friend.
"I'll dress then," I said with anticipation as the tone in His voice suggested something.
"No, stay as you are," He replied.
We drove for 40 minutes, me in the back hoping the smoked glass windows did their job and we didn't break down! No life-line nothing, no clothing to be had.
We arrived.
I was introduced, awkward anticipation as my nudity became apparent and humiliation and excitement filled my thoughts.
We relaxed after a while and Sir requested I sat on the floor "on my heels" while we chatted.
 
My first time in a strange house.
It was Sunday, I had been naked since Friday afternoon, which was typical.
Sir told me we were going to see a friend.
"I'll dress then," I said with anticipation as the tone in His voice suggested something.
"No, stay as you are," He replied.
We drove for 40 minutes, me in the back hoping the smoked glass windows did their job and we didn't break down! No life-line nothing, no clothing to be had.
We arrived.
I was introduced, awkward anticipation as my nudity became apparent and humiliation and excitement filled my thoughts.
We relaxed after a while and Sir requested I sat on the floor "on my heels" while we chatted.

Beautiful body. Lovely face. It looks like you are quite relaxed in your pose.
 
My first time in a strange house.
It was Sunday, I had been naked since Friday afternoon, which was typical.
Sir told me we were going to see a friend.
"I'll dress then," I said with anticipation as the tone in His voice suggested something.
"No, stay as you are," He replied.
We drove for 40 minutes, me in the back hoping the smoked glass windows did their job and we didn't break down! No life-line nothing, no clothing to be had.
We arrived.
I was introduced, awkward anticipation as my nudity became apparent and humiliation and excitement filled my thoughts.
We relaxed after a while and Sir requested I sat on the floor "on my heels" while we chatted.

Very hot. What did the men do ?
 
"I've known you for over a year and never seen you with clothes on," He joked.
"Sir would be pleased," I replied.

Gorgeous, noted the feint outline of where a bikini bottom has been.

Do you tan naked in your garden, or is it too overlooked.
 
The room was a little cold. It made me feel submissive as the men were dressed in suits with woollen jackets yet I was required to be naked and barefoot.

My nipples pulsated, hard against the cold air.

Mr Taylor came over to me with a glass of champagne in his hand.
His other hand reached out and caressed my left breast and then gently pulled my nipple between his fingers.
"So you are an interior designer?" he asked, a random question considering he was playing with my nipple.
"Well, kitchens mostly," I replied politely.
"Good, James said you were, I need to chat as we're renovating our house," he continued as his hand slid down tummy, making small circles as he caressed my skin.
"I would be glad to discuss it with you, is it a large kitchen?"
"Yes, the house had been extended but they didn't make the best use of space," he explained and his hand moved lower, rubbing my hips and across my tummy.
"We do kitchens in a lot of extensions, we are pretty good at optimising space."
We chatted about kitchen design as his hand slipped lower and rubbed my labia. I opened my legs slightly and pushed my hips forward and his fingers parted my lips and slipped inside my wet, engorged vagina. We chatted about cooker options as his fingers probed inside me, dripping wet and squelching as they explored my vagina.
As he asked about worktops his fingers rubbed my clitoris, wet from my juices before he thanked me for my advice and went for a refill of champagne.
 
Hello Miss :)

How weird to actually see you after all these years! :D You look younger than I thought you would ... and thin :D

Scrumptuous however :rose:
 
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