It always amuses me that how private my Master is in public. He’s not in the least an attention seeker in day to day life and he keeps his filthy streak tucked away for people who care to notice. (It happened to be my first impression of him which tells you a lot about me.)
But once you get to know him and see his private side, he love exhibitionism and to assert that sexual streak. He loves having people notice me and Princess and uses the public gaze as part of his dominance. He loves to fuck where people might see or there is that sense of frisson that you might get spotted by someone.
I am the complete opposite in many ways. I have always dressed in a way that tends to attract attention and people tend to notice me even when I’m not aiming to be visible but sexually I’ve always like secretive and furtive. The idea of fucking for an audience makes me clench tight and not in a good way.
But submitting to a man who enjoys showing me off is a hugely important part of my life so I’ve challenged myself to be less hidden sexually. Blogging has become a real pleasure and I love fucking objects on camera by myself yet found fucking Princess on camera when we made some porn for my Master’s birthday a real challenge.
But my Master’s orders to be slutty out in the public realm no longer scare me quite as much as they used to and I look forward to them.So I was all ears when he rewarded me for surprising him with the publicness of the guest post for Girl on the Net and wanted to make show it showed me off.
I was to take my laptop to a cafe or bar and write my next post publicly knowing that someone could theoretically see over my shoulder at any time. But first I was to fuck myself with both the John Holmes dildo and the Belladonna Bitch Fist toy in the bathroom of the cafe and make sure I was still gaping from an orgasm with each.
There’s a cafe near my house popular with cyclists and cycle couriers that seemed like an excellent place to admire the sights on a Saturday afternoon and take advantage of how noticeable a woman without any sign of a bike is in there. I wore the ridiculously revealing dress from last weekend that caused my Uber driver to take two wrong turns in a ten minute drive because all he could see in his mirror was my tits spilling over.
I definitely noticed that slight twitch to attention of a man’s head when they notice a woman walk by as I went to the loo, knowing my presence had been felt. I also knew the cafe was mainly frequented by men because the toilet was clean but dark and tiny and I had to use the suction cup of the dildo to help me crouch over it fucking that massive cock like I was on top until I came.
Walking back out I was sure I looked like my legs were shaking and I had a guilty look on my face. I picked out a seat where I could watch and be watched and started writing well aware that both the dildo and my cunt were still wet as I did. I particularly enjoyed flicking back and forward linking to old pieces on the blog knowing many of them had photos and wondering what might be visible in the process.
Before I left I went back to the bathroom, cunt still wet and urge to misbehave publicly yet privately still strong and tried to fuck myself with the fist toy too but the lay out of the toilet defeated me and sent me home for a little editing shall we say?
Just as well I have some photos from previous occasions to share properly then….