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Body painting
Date: 5/9/2024, Categories: Fiction Author: canemont
Body painting - Part A (part B was deleted by the author) My husband is in complete control of my body. He decides what I will wear, how I will groom myself, and who I will fuck. I love it that someone who loves me has complete mastery of my physical being. His controlling behavior can be quite liberating but can also be terribly embarrassing at times. There have been situations when I wished he would let me dress more modestly, but this lifestyle choice really turns him on. He knows that forcing me to wear a tiny top that exposes my breasts a bit, or lets my nipples pop out “accidentally” is very humiliating for me. But also, is very exciting. He has forbidden me to wear any undergarments. I no longer own a bra. He wants me to jiggle when I walk. He wants to see my nipples harden when I get aroused or excited. I must wear thin, clingy shirts that perfectly follow the contours of my breasts. I do have lovely tits and secretly enjoy showing them off, but it is still very distressing to me for my nipples to get hard in inappropriate moments or around the wrong people. But my husband delights in that. So, I encourage him to “make” me wear revealing tops. He also has recently forbidden me from wearing any panties. Before then, he had me wear thong panties and get rid of all my others. I didn’t mind because the thong fabric was stretchy and comfy. I loved the way they snuggled up next to my pussy lips. When I walked, they would just slightly pull against my clit, giving ...
... me a tiny bit of stimulation. I would sometimes be on the verge of a orgasm just from walking from the taxi to my office. I loved my thongs. But eventually my hubby decided that they were too restrictive. He wanted to have full access to my pussy whenever he wanted. And he wanted me to constantly be aware that my chooch could be exposed if a breeze lifted my dress. It is a thrill for him to see the occasions where I accidentally flash the world my bare cunt. I don’t have to shave it since Hubby had me get all my pubic hair lasered off. So, I am always bare and smooth and not hidden behind a thick bush of pubic hair. So, you now have the background information about me and my husband. Therefore, it should be no surprise to hear that my husband signed me up to be a nude model in a body painting exhibition. When he told me, I was shocked. It is one thing to wear clothing in public that is a bit too scanty, or to expose myself “accidentally”, but this is a completely different matter. These nude models for the body painting exhibition are just that….completely nude, right out in public. I was aghast at the thought of going downtown where this event was to be held and be totally naked for the entire world to see. I knew that my husband would not be able to resist telling his buddies about it and they would come down to see me in all my naked glory. I was petrified, yet secretly excited about it. The day came for the event. We drove downtown to the market center where all such ...