Painted Lady

One of my least favourite things in life is fancy dress parties. Something about them is too like organised fun for my liking especially if they are themed. The last time I went to one I basically dressed as myself and told anyone who enquired what my costume was that I’d come as a slut. They tended to laugh not knowing if I was joking or not.

It finally occurred to me the other day after spending two hours online hunting down a particular style of dress that I know would make my Master hard to see me wear why fancy dress has so little interest for me. I simply prefer my dress up to daily rather than special occasions.

Few things make me happier than dressing up for my Master whether it’s latex or a tightly laced corset or my waist trainer or a dress wore with no knickers underneath on his orders. His orders use my love of making the most of an outfit and he definitely appreciates all those little femme details I love like red lipstick or long hair and eyeliner crying out to be smudged as he fucks me stupid.

But I also realised that I love dressing up for Princess too. Some of her tastes overlap with Sir’s although she prefers to fuck me while I’m completely naked and not wearing anything tight. That makes it a little bit harder to find things to wear explicitly for her pleasure but this week she showed me a particular shade of bright blue nail polish she would love me to wear as the thought of it turns her on.

So today I plan to cut my nails nice and short and shape them precisely for ease of use and then paint my nails in that bright glossy almost indigo blue polish she picked out. Then when she gets home from work I intend to tell her to lie back on their new sofa with her legs spread wide open for me so I can play with her clit while all she can see the blue nail polish moving between her legs.

I might let her come once like if she’s being good and not too much a brat or maybe just the right kind of bratty where she begs for more orgasms nicely. Then I’ll keep my thumb on her clit and slide two fingers inside her fucking her back and forth til she tries to pull her legs up in the air because she wants to come.

Then I’ll slide my other fingers into her from the other hand and use them in a scissoring motion to open her cunt up while I decide whether she gets to rub her own clit at the same time or just come full of my fingers and her greed for more.

When I’m finished I’ll kiss her cunt and let her lick her own come and cunt juices off my fingers so she gets to appreciate that bright blue nail polish once again. If she already thought that blue was the warmest colour that way she’ll definitely get wet thinking about it in the future.

Plus she can watch my nails flashing back and forth on my phone screen and wonder what I’m telling my Master about her warm wet wide open cunt afterwards…

Painted Lady

Public and Private

One of my favourite things is going out in public with my Master and Princess knowing that no one would ever guess on first glance at the dynamic. We look like three friends out for a drink with the married couple making sure they don’t forget their single friends these days.

I love that those assumptions allow a lot of hiding in plain sight. Nights in the pub with mutual friends with Sir sending me and Princess into the toilets to make each other come while his mate goes to the bar. Princess kissing me while we nip to the bar on our round and everyone is preoccupied with pub talk.

Then there’s the balance between my Master behaving like the well mannered man he is  to bar or wait staff but still very obviously staring at the slutty outfit I picked specially to catch his eye. It amuses me that anyone noticing his eyes on my tits or thigh high boots would think we’re behaving badly in front of his poor unsuspecting innocent wife.

Because who would guess that his wife is far from innocent and loves watching us being sexual with each other? That’s part of the joy of people not knowing much about relationships with three people in them. No expectations give a certain amount of freedom.

I particularly enjoyed that freedom the other weekend when my Master suggested we go out for dinner while I was wearing a rather sheer top that showed my pierced nipples more than is probably acceptable on a quiet Sunday night out. And the table next to us certainly spotted them.

As we ordered cocktails and chatted about cunt, I enjoyed watching her glare and him stare. I almost felt sorry for her being so defensive of Princess as she side eyed me and my Master in equal measure in between making obviously comment to her boyfriend what an awful husband stealing slut I was.

He was so busy making agreeing with her and making sure she couldn’t see him double checking just how slutty my nipples were being that neither of them spotted me running my hand up and down Princess’s bare leg under the table and her squirming in her seat in response. I only wish I’d read this ridiculously hot post about private touching in public places before then.

I’m not sure if they’d have been more shocked by sitting next to that than they were when my Master went to pay the bill and Princess turned and kissed me just as we were leaving. I did enjoy hiding behind my nipples for once…

Public and Private