Bountiful Sleeping Beauty Ch. 4

I am starting a new series that will be six or eight Modern Erotic Fairy Tales. One has already been written and I am sure you can figure out which one.

This is basically an erotic love story and of course all characters are over 21. It will definitely not start out as a love story, but it will get there. The Series contains BDSM, bondage, exhibitionism, and lots of kinky sex. If you don't like these things then this story may not be for you. Please vote often (fives are most welcome) and of course please leave constructive comments.

PS - If you have fantasies, ideas, etc for new stories please let me know, that includes twists on existing stories and I will see what I can do. Many of my stories have started out that way. I already have a list of fairy Tales I am writing but if you have a favorite I could maybe include it.

Bountiful Sleeping Beauty

A Modern Erotic Fairy Tale

Chapter 4

Emma woke slowly, becoming aware of her surroundings, but she refused to open her eyes. Her body was sore and achy as she slowly stretched beneath the sheets, but beneath her sore and aching muscles were tingling and exhilaration. Her hands slowly began to caress her body, reliving how it felt when Philip pushed her beyond anything she ever thought existed. Her skin felt exceptionally sensitive as her hands roamed her overtaxed body.

Emma knew the moment she saw Philip that he could take her places she had never dreamed of, but even her wildest dreams fell short of last night's reality. She had hoped that his hard body would be pressed against hers when she woke. She wanted to feel his hard body and muscles wrapped around her, letting her know that he was keeping her safe, warm, and cherished. She wanted to feel his hard body softened by the downy hairs on his chest tickling her back as he wrapped her in his strong bulging arms. Alas, she was alone in bed.

Wait bed, sheets, where was she? Her eyes popped open and she was in a gorgeous richly appointed bedroom. Emma slowly let her eyes drift around looking around, hoping that he would still be in the room with her. Regrettably, he wasn't there, but she knew he must have business to take care of and keeping her safe was one she hoped he was handling right now. She knew he could dominate her, master her and do things to her she never imagined, but she felt safe and content with him.

Emma lay back on the bed wondering what to do now. Her beauty had gotten her opportunities and created her problems. Now she had a man she trusted and loved, but did he love her only for her beauty or the way she made love to him. She needed to find a path forward in this new time and world, with or without Philip.

First, she needed to explore this strange new time and place. This is something Philip could help her with, but after she understands where she is, she needs to figure out how she fits in. Her mind swirled trying to create a plan. Almost as if Philip knew her stomach was rumbling with hunger, he walked in with a huge tray of food.

Philip set the food in the bed, leaned over, kissed Emma on the cheek then said, "I figured after your long sleep and all your exercise yesterday, you might be hungry." At that moment her tummy growled and they both laughed. Emma dug in eating the eggs, sausage, biscuits and a huge cinnamon roll, but coffee and juice were also included.

While Emma dug into the food, Philip laid out a plan for today, "There are many things we need to do and the first thing is to find you a new set of clothes. Then we can introduce you to your new environment and show you all the technology changes over the last few decades and there are quite a few."

Philip stared at her until her eyes lifted and met his, then he added, "I want you to stay with me and see where we go from here, but I give you your freedom. We can create a life together; you can be my submissive and go out on your own a create a life. I want you with me, but it has to be your choice. To really be my submissive you have to love me, trust me and know I will cherish you and never hurt you. But first we go shopping."

"What am I going to wear Master?"

"We're going to create a shirt dress my pet"

Philip took out one of his pink button-up dress shirts and put it on her. He looked at her and thought, 'wow, she is really tiny.' The bottom of the shirt came below her knees (Not too bad), but the sleeves came to her knees and fully buttoned she still showed lots of cleavage.

"Well, it is all we have." Then Philip went about making the shirt as passable as possible. He rolled up the sleeves so that they were at least above her hands. He took out a belt to create a waist for the dress but could almost wrap it around her tiny waist twice. After all the modifications it still enveloped her.

As he looked at her, even in this horrible perversion of a dress she was absolutely gorgeous. She could be wearing a potato sack and still be the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. In the horrible dress her beautiful, smiling, innocent face was her crowning glory. Philip knew that he was going to give her a makeover and haircut to really bring out her true beauty.

She sat down on the edge of the bed, her face mixture of innocence, concentration and fear. Philip leaned over her, "What's wrong?" he asked, "Why are you sitting down?"

She looked up at him. "I'm sorry master, but all my skin and especially my nipples and pussy are so sensitive that just your shirt rubbing them was threatening to make me cum. I just need a second to regain control."

"Master Philip, before you found me, I had been kept naked and in bondage for a year, so I'm used to being naked. As a matter of fact, I especially love the way you look at me when I am naked in your presence. During that time, I grew to like being exposed and showing off my naked body and it gave me thrills having men ogle me with their lustful eyes. The way you look at me makes me feel beautiful, desirable and wanted. I love being naked with you watching me, so if it is your will, I would love being naked with you and having your eyes and hands caressing me. We don't need to get me clothing unless you think it is necessary.

Philip's mouth dropped open in shock as he looked at this unbelievable woman. How could someone endure the brutality and abuse that she had suffered and still be so innocent and trusting. He was surprised she has stayed alive and innocent as long as she has. The world she has entered into after her sleep is harsh and unforgiving. There is no doubt in his mind if he didn't help her and take care of her, she will never see her next birthday.

Philip walked over to her, gently kissed her and said, "Baby, we have to go outside and other people will see us. I reserved this gorgeous naked body for myself, so you will need clothes when we go out. However, I want to show you off as well, so most of the clothes will be revealing and you will still get lots of ogling looks. Well guess this shirt will have to do till we get something else," Philip said as they headed towards the door.

Emma thought of all he said, she had no idea what this new world would be like, but having her master and lover dress her in revealing clothes excited her. She had a vision of walking around with only a shawl covering parts of her and having men stop to ogle her. The whole idea of having her master show her body off to others had her shivering in excitement, but she never wanted any of them to touch her. She followed Philip out the door, wondering what her new life would be.

Emma was stunned when they left the house. The modern houses for as far as the eye could see made her feel as if they were in a very rich kingdom. Philip's car was something that both thrilled and frightened her. She had never seen anything like the vehicles they passed, the high rise building and she was blown away at the shopping mall. This was a new world and she snuggled up to Philip knowing that she needed his help to navigate it.

The first place we went was the large shopping mall. They spent 3 hours getting mostly basics; sweaters, jeans, tops, shoes, workout gear, but no underwear. Philip made sure everything showed Emma in her sexiest light. She is so tiny and petite that for a tight fit, many of her clothes had to be purchased in the girl's section. He made extra purchases for an idea I had brewing.

The first purchase was a short, skin-tight sun dress that buttoned down the front. They had to get rid of Philip's shirt and get her into something that showed her off. The sundress was fairly simple with a scoop neck and a belted waist. It only came a couple of inches below her butt and her breasts were almost bursting out the top, her miniscule waist was shown, but the kicker was her delicious legs were exposed almost to her butt.

Philip wanted to see how his sub had been trained and how she reacted to commands. They went to a petite specialty store that had some very sexy merchandise. One was an oriental style skintight sheath, with a huge slit up the side. Philip told Emma that he wanted her to slip on the bottom of the dress while holding the rest in front of her, then walk out of the dressing room, come over to him and say, "I can't figure it out and need help". Once she had everyone's attention, she was to drop the dress and stand there topless.

Emma was excited about displaying her succulent form to everyone in the store and when she came out, she was perfect but Philip's plan was flawed. When she dropped the dress, he had expected the front to hang on her hips and she would be topless. Instead, the entire dress fell off and Emma was standing there completely nude. She didn't flinch or cover up; she stood regally with head high for everyone to gaze upon her and remained that way until Philip helped pull up her dress.

With the back still open he walked her back to the dressing rooms and she gave me the most trusting look.

"Did I do good Master?"

"Pet, you were perfect," He responded with a smile.

She gave him a huge face lighting smile in reply. "Thank you Master, do you want to do that again, I do. I loved being exposed like that."

Philip had watched her do exactly as he ordered and he saw her nipples harden in excitement, plus he could smell her scent of arousal. Even though he knew what was going to happen he was awestruck with her spectacular body but mostly her poise and grace as she let everyone ogle her. She was amazing and he knew that he had found his perfect submissive, not only did she obey his command, but she also loved doing it and he discovered that she is a unrepentant exhibitionist. She loved showing off what she knew was a spectacular body and being the center of attention.

As they continued shopping Emma was still in awe looking at all the options, she had available. Later they were in a store where the dressing rooms were located in the middle of the store with curtains. He gave Emma two skintight tops and two skintight pairs of hot pants. He told her to try them on one at a time and leave the curtain wide open.

She didn't hesitate as she took the merchandise into the dressing room and stripped naked. She tried on one pair of hot pants and had to jump up and down to get them on. Of course, her breasts were bouncing erotically, and she was starting to draw a crowd. She took the first pair off and tried on the second pair while repeating all maneuvers to wriggle into the tight pants. By now there were about 15 guys jockeying for a position to see Emma. Heck! Philip was one of them!

The tight tops weren't as dramatic, but Emma still played it up, cupping her tits and shifting the top to and fro. Emma repeated the act during the second top. When she took it off, she stood there posing nude for a minute as if she was trying to think of something, before donning her dress. She came over to Philip.

"Nothing fits."

"Well, I'm sure not for lack of trying, but I think they fit perfectly, bring them along." Philip laughed.

She looked up at him and gave him a knowing smile and responded, "Yes Master."

Philip had thought this would be a boring shopping trip, but all Emma's adventures had turned this into a both physically, emotionally revealing trip and cemented there dominate/submissive roles. Philip had to admit that Emma was turning into his perfect woman. When he had first seen her, her beauty had captured him and when they made love she seized his heart, but her submission and exhibitionism had turned her into the perfect woman. She was everything he had ever fantasied about and more.

Next, they went to a couple of higher end stores that stocked more risqué clothes, and there they hit the jackpot. One store had a series of open back halter tops, plunging front and cowl neck tops, and what they called a bib top and skirts. The bibs are basically a piece of material hanging in front of the breasts, tied on with a ribbon around the neck and another around the back. He thought these might be perfect, but he needed to be sure. It was also another test of Emma's submission.

"Pet, take off your dress and come here." Philip commanded.

Emma immediately unbuttoned her dress, took it off, laid it over a rack of clothes and came over to stand beside him. He took the bib that had a gold metal feel to it and placed it over her breasts. He moved it in different positions over her breasts, higher and lower, until he noticed her breasts rising and falling faster, and when he pulled it away her nipples were rock hard and he couldn't resist as he reached over to tweak each nipple. She sucked in a shuddering breath and moaned softly, "Oh OOOOHHHH, Master that went straight into my pussy"

Philip leaned down and sucked a nipple into his mouth and worried about it with his tongue for a second and then did the same to the other nipple.

"Oh Master... Oh Master..." she stammered, while her back arched her breasts into his greedy lips.

They were starting to draw a crowd with several men watching Emma the live mannequin. He watched her head tilt back, exposing her regal neck and was tempted to suckle the veins of her neck, but looked down and her pussy was glistening with her hips were rocking slightly towards him.

"You are one very sexy Pet and your Master is proud."

With that she stood a little straighter and thrust out her rock-hard nipples into prominence. Philip abandoned the gold fabric and looked at some of the more transparent fabrics... yeah, those were perfect. He had set them aside and picked up a short mini skirt when a saleswoman came up.

"Sir, our dressing rooms are back here," she said hurriedly. "Let me show you where they are."

"I know where they are." He responded, holding a skirt up to Emma's hips.

"Well, then could you move to the dressing room, please." the saleswoman insisted.

"No... Could you hold this bib over her breasts while I see how the skirt looks?"

The flustered saleswomen did as Philip asked but looked as if she wasn't about to give up on sending them into the fitting rooms. Meanwhile, Emma was starting to breathe gasping breathes and this had the effect making her breasts jiggle nicely, creating a sensuous movement with her nipples acting as batons conducting sexual symphony. Her nipples were harder than he had ever seen.

The saleswoman pressed her point. "In the dressing room she can actually try on the clothes. Sir."

Philip ignored her and stood back stood back and simply said, "Yes these will do. Pet, you may get dressed now."

Emma unhurriedly picked up her dress and slowly covered her body, much to the disappointment of the onlookers. She did not button the dress because her master had not told her too. Only her nipples were covered, the dress was open down the front. She posed so almost all of her torso was revealed and Philip loved her natural sense of style.

"Pet, you are indeed a treasure. You instinctively know everything I demand from you. You make your Master very proud. Button the dress up to your belly button."

Emma stood a little taller, her face beamed with pleasure as she lit the room with a radiant smile.

"Thank you, my Master."

Philip purchased 8 bib & skirt outfits, and several tops and dresses all in different shapes, colors and transparency. The skirts were all minis or micros, with a straight waist and side slits. They even found one that was more of a loin cloth with Velcro sides. Emma looked stunning in damn near everything. He also bought some high-heeled shoes, but Emma had to get some lessons on how to walk in them.

On the way out of the mall he thought of one more tease. Philip waited until they were followed by a group of teenage boys before he threw a quarter on the floor.

He stopped Emma and ordered, "Pick up that quarter Pet."

She stopped, bent at the waist and touched the quarter. She knew what he was doing and she stayed in that position. With her dress open from the waist, her breasts tumbled out of the dress and the back rode up to reveal her ass and glistening pussy lips between her legs. He reached over and caressed his hands over her silky soft skin. Philip could hear the guys going crazy behind them.

He ran his fingers through her soaking pussy lips and caressed her clit. He felt her shudder as he pulled his finger from her pussy and gave her ass a soft swat.

"You may stand my delicious, Pet." He said.

She picked up the quarter and handed it to him.

"Your quarter, my Master."

She looked at her master with lust, but also unwavering love and trust while he tucked her breasts back into the top of her dress and then pulled the bottom of the dress back over her quivering ass cheeks.

She bit her lip and said "Master, your slave loves you. My body is quivering inside, all day you have teased me, shown me off and my body is on fire, I need you to fuck me senseless."

"We still have more shopping to do my Pet, so the last part will have to wait, but I can tease you a little more." His hand reached under her tiny skirt and casually stroked her engorged clit. Her quivering gasps made him want to do more and his fingers slid easily in between her pussy lips.

"OOOOO Master," She bit her lip a little more, licked her lips but responded, "Yes, my Master."

Philip removed his fingers and brushed her skirt down while he waited for a pout or some other sign of rebellion, but none came. She truly is a natural submissive and if he had not found her in the forest, there is no doubt in his mind this beautiful natural treasure would have been abused and dead if someone else found her.

The last two stores dealt with sex toys and BSDM gear. The sex toys were mostly generic; vibrators of different types, including a lush remote-control vibrator and different other remote-controlled devices. The BSDM gear was high end and more to Philip's liking. He purchased a whole line of bondage jewelry from locking wrist, ankle and arm bands to collars. He also picked up some leather restraints and other items.

Emma was the most excited by the last two stores, but she loved everything. As they drove away with all their bounty in the trunk of the car it seemed she was glowing with a huge smile on her face.

"Master you made me feel so beautiful, so sexy and so desired today. How can your pet show her appreciation? Master could your slave suck your cock?"

"It makes your Master very proud to have his pet look and act like the sexy goddess she is. I want everyone to know that this beautiful, exciting woman belongs to me. So, I expect you to look and act fabulous, while at the same time letting everyone know that you are my property."

Her smile brightened even more, and she said. "Yes my Master."

"Second, I will tell you when I want you to suck my cock, and while I would like you to do that right now, we can't because they have one more stop."

They drove for about another 15 minutes and then pulled into a parking lot of a rather seedy looking bar. The sign in front of the bar was advertising totally nude dancers. Emma looked at the sign but didn't understand what was going to happen. She looked at her master and asked, "what does nude dancers mean?

Philip looked at her, once again realizing her newness to this world, 'Baby, this is a strip club where women seductively take off their clothes, then dance naked on stage. Since you enjoyed exhibitionism during our shopping spree, I thought you would like to see this."

He opened the back door to the car, took a bag from the back seat and told her to follow me. Philip went to the side of the building and said, "Take off your dress. You need a change of clothes."

She immediately unbuttoned her dress, took it off and handed it to him. He folded the dress, put it in the bag and pulled out a very thin light T-shirt.

"Hold up your hands," He ordered and slid the t-shirt over her dazzling torso.

The T-shirt was tight, thin and short. You didn't need any imagination to see how exquisite her breasts were, her aureole and nipples were clearly defined. The T-shirt was thin enough that it really didn't hide anything. Her perfect breasts were on full display. It only came to an inch or so below her breasts so her entire flat muscled belly and tiny waist would be bare.

He pulled out a high cut bikini bottom, had her step into them and pulled it up over her hips. It was tied together with at the sides and thin enough to see the outline of her pussy lips. He finished off with some small strappy heels she could dance in.

Philip stood back and appraised her outfit.

My God!

Her gorgeous body was virtually nude, her entire torso and legs were completely bare. Her breasts and pussy were covered, but the covering only enhanced them. Emma blew him away. The term walking wet dream came to mind, but that didn't begin do her justice.

She looked at her master and softy asked, "Do I please you Master."

"Oh Pet I'm stunned by your beauty," He said with awe in my voice.

Her smile brightened and she stood a little taller.

"Master, will you make love to me again soon?"

Philip could see she was scared, but she was ready to do whatever he commanded. He took her into his arms and gave her a long, sensuous kiss. She clung to him tightly trying to get as close to him as she could.

"Yes, my Pet, they will make love soon. Remember, you are my Pet and my slave. I will always protect and take care of you, so trust me." He said gently. "Now, I want you to come in with me and let everyone see my gorgeous sub."

She looked at me with those big beautiful blue eyes full of trust and love and replied "Yes, my only Master."

He grabbed her around the waist and together they walked into the bar. The minute they walked in the noise and raucous nature of the bar hit us. When everyone saw Emma, the noise went up several decibels with lots of hoots, hollers and wolf whistles. As he steered Emma towards the bar several men tried grabbing her and he knocked their hands away. They found a table close to the stage and Philip pulled Emma's chair close to his.

Emma watched as the stripper ripped off her bikini bottom, threw it to the back of stage then pranced around naked on the stage. Emma looked over at her master wondering what he had in mind. She turned back to the stage and wondered if he wanted her to do that. She had to admit the idea of being nude in front of all these wild men mase her nipples ache and pussy gush. This would be the ultimate exhibitionist experience.

She looked back to Philip and he was looking at her with a question mark in his eyes. Then he leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Would you like to be up there dancing naked in front of everyone?"

Emma seemed to sense that this was a test. Would she, do it? Would she want to do it? Would she do it if her master commanded it? She knew if he commanded it she would do it, but did she want to? "Master, it would be exciting to have everyone watching me dance in the nude, but I will only do it if you command me."

Philip turned back to the stage and he had just gotten his drink when the announcer came on and announced, "The Gold Club is proud to present our premier stripper in our line-up... Cindy! This is her premier after time off, so give her a warm welcome."

Cindy strutted out on the stage dressed in her stripper outfit. Cindy was wearing a black vest with two ties keeping it closed and a pair of black leather shorts with side zippers and knee-high boots.

Cindy gave Emma and Philip a long passionate gaze before she began. Then she made a quick strut around the stage and an upside-down flip on the stripper pole showing her athleticism. Emma watched in amazement and wondered what it would be like to take off your clothes in front of an audience. She grabbed Philip's arm and watched Cindy work the crowd.

A steady beat of thumping drums and a guitar solo started playing as Cindy strutted to the stripper pole. She started doing a few pirouettes around the pole with her steps in time to the beat of the song. She began slowly swaying her hips to the beat, grasping the pole above her head, and undulating in front of the cheering crowd.

Her body made waves against the pole, and she jumped higher on the pole grasping the pole with her legs to do a slow spiral back down to the stage. She did another body wave against the pole, allowing the guys in the crowd to get a good glimpse of her ass. Her sexy ass was pointing in the air, as well as her breasts practically hanging out of her vest. The yells from the crowd were encouraging her to take it further.

Sliding her hands over her body as she moved, she began to work the crowd. She looked over at her Emma and she could see that the crowd's encouragement was stirring lustful feelings. She was being displayed to the crowd, but this time she was doing it to seduce Emma.

Cindy did a complete spin around the pole, spreading her arms and legs out wide to the cheering crowd. As she was spinning, she flipped over in the air, holding herself up by her arms to keep her stance and not touch the ground. With the muscles in her arms bulging and straining, she pulled her body into the pole, hooked her legs around it, to spin around the pole while being inverted. Then she slid down towards the stage and landed in a sitting position.

Philip and Emma could see Cindy's nipples hardening against the top as the exhibitionism really kicked in. She moved her body seductively to the beat of the music, swaying her hips and thrusting out her chest. As the music throbbed, Cindy did a slow backflip with her tight stomach muscles bringing her legs up from behind and she ended up arched before the crowd with her legs spread. The crowd went wild with whistling and cheering, and they were becoming more boisterous by the minute.

Both Emma and Philip felt Cindy's performance move their sexuality with a tightness in their groin. Her sexuality was carnal and deeply primitive, and she created the same in Emma. She was not into women at all, but Cindy's performance stirred something inside her, and she held on tighter to Philip's arm. Her bikini bottom began to get wet, and her nipples hardened beneath her T-shirt, but her desire was obvious for Philip to see.

Cindy lowered herself to the stage and then rolled onto her stomach and began crawling towards her victim, Emma's side of the stage. Her eyes never left hers and Emma felt that she was doing this all just for her; Cindy wanted to tease her and build her desire. As she reached the edge of the stage, she rose up to a kneeling position and undid one of the ties of her vest. She jumped to her feet, did a quick strut around the stage on the far side and seductively untied the other tie on her vest.

She grabbed the two sides of her vest and while looking straight at Emma, she did a quick open and close, giving her and the audience a teasing look at her spectacular breasts. The throng burst into cheers and whistles with calls for more. Emma felt the heat growing inside her with a desire she had never known. Philip watched as Emma's breath grew ragged and her grip on his arm more desperate.

With her hips swaying exaggeratedly, Cindy did a stripper strut to the middle of the stage where she gave the crowd another quick flash of those stunning breasts. Then, she turned her back to the audience and took off her vest completely and threw it back on stage. She was topless, but as she turned around, she had her hands covering her nipples. Teasing the crowd into frenzy, she loved it as much as they did. Suddenly, she threw her hands over her head and held on to the pole while shimmying her hips which caused her breasts to wobble on her chest. Her nipples were tight, puckered points on her tits, and you could tell that the excitement was getting to her as well.

She was well into her second song now and she was dancing around the stage, caressing her body and presenting her breasts to the audience. Occasionally, as she would roam the stage, the audience could see her slide a hand down the front of her hot pants and touch her clit. Every time she did it, she would look at her victim and make a soft moan.

The crowd was going crazy, and the bouncers had set up a cordon around the stage. Several guys tried to climb onto the stage to be with Cindy, but the bouncers did their job, and nobody got close. Cindy kept eye contact with Emma transmitting her exhibitionist passion to her. Emma felt giddy and maybe because of her lack of clothes, she felt a fire of erotic need coursing through her veins.

Cindy had not gotten close enough for anyone to stuff money in her pants, but they were throwing it all over the stage. She was wowing the crowd, jerking her hips forward, sometimes dropping into splits on the floor, and caressing her body to show the audience what they could not have. Towards the end of the song, she strutted to the far side of the stage and unzipped one side of her hot pants. Then, she strutted across the stage to Emma where she unzipped the other side of her hot pants and looked at her with passion in her eyes.

Emma grabbed her breast and pinched her nipple that was poking out of the T-shirt as though Cindy commanded her to do so. It was almost as if Cindy was controlling her hands and body. The cravings inside her were a blistering need and rolling her nipples between her thumb and forefinger gave the erotic pain she needed. Cindy had her in a lustful fog, feeling Cindy's lust transmitted through her eyes and it settled in Emma's womb. She reached over, felt a huge lump in Philip's pants and knew he was as hot as her.

Cindy still had to tease the audience, so she had one hand holding the front and the other hand holding the back of her shorts. She started sliding them back and forth through her legs in a slow tease. Her jerky hip movements indicated that her hot pants were rubbing against her clit while she was doing it. As her eyes melted Emma with lust, she pulled the pants from her legs and threw them to the back of the stage.

As the song ended, Cindy stood there in all her spectacularly naked glory with the spotlight beaming on her glistening athletic body. There was a moment of silence as everyone ogled this goddess posing before them. Then, the whole place erupted in chaotic shouts, cheers, and whistles. Then money rained down on the stage from all directions as Cindy proudly basked naked in the attention.

But her eyes were glued to Emma's pouring her lustful need into her. Emma was mesmerized with her pulse pounding through nipples and soaked pussy. She loved Philip, but the desire pulsating inside her, let her know that she wanted Cindy desperately to do whatever she wanted with her. Deep inside her she knew that was why Philip had brought her here; he wanted her up on stage with her. She stared back at Cindy with lustful hunger pounding through her veins.

Cindy swept the money into a corner, which kept coming down for several minutes, and then she grabbed her outfit and threw it behind the curtain. Cindy walked naked to the edge of the stage and without saying a word, Emma knew what she wanted... her. The crowd realized what was happening as Cindy crooked her finger at Emma and beckoned her to join her on stage.

Emma turned to look at Philip and he was already looking at her. She saw love, lust and excitement in his eyes, but this is what she had expected since he brought her here. She looked at him and questioned, "Master?"

Philip stared into Emma's eyes and saw what he expected. Her grip on his arm, her caresses on his cock, had told him she was excited. Her eyes showed her excitement and that she wanted to be dancing naked on the stage, but it also showed her fear. She was fearful of the crowd, fearful that this was a test from him that she might fail and fear that she would disappoint him. He leaned over, kissed her ear and whispered, "You belong to me, and you have my permission to dance on the stage. I will always protect you, take care of you and cherish you. You are also my sexual siren and if you dance for me and turn me on, you will reap the benefits tonight at home."

Emma watched the heat on his eyes rise. She knew he wanted her to do this but come home to him where they would make love all night long. She turned to look at Cindy again and saw the lust in her eyes. She knew that she would take advantage of her and if she was honest, she wanted it too. She grabbed Philip's cock and squeezed it tightly then let go and looked at Cindy.

For a moment, the crowd watched the interaction with bated breath. If anything, the woman Cindy was drawing on stage was even more gorgeous than she was. Emma had a dynamite figure, one that everyone in the crowd knew was a wet dream come true. She was spectacularly gorgeous in an elegant way that contrasted with Cindy's slutty beauty. Both women were drop dead gorgeous, but everyone could tell Emma was world-class and way beyond Cindy.

Her outfit hid none of her spectacular physique with everyone having glimpses of what was underneath, and the crowd hungered to see her naked and dancing on stage. The crowd got even louder if that was possible with cheers, catcalls, whistles and shouts.

Many of the regulars had watched Cindy entice many girls on stage and use them to fuel her lustful hunger. Emma was far and away the most succulent, delicious and sexist woman Cindy had ever latched onto. They knew Cindy had something planned and they wanted to watch that stunningly beautiful woman stripped, used and debased.

Emma released Philip's arm and stood, taking a tentative step towards the stage. Philip released her arm with the knowledge that one of his fantasies was about to come true. Emma heard the noise as she walked to the stage, and it only fueled her excitement. As if in a trance, Emma began to walk up the stairs and when she met Cindy on stage, they kissed... deeply. As they began to dance Cindy whispered in her ear, "I've wanted to have this incredible body in my hands since I saw you come in and now I have you."

Emma felt the fire inside her roar into an inferno. Never had she wanted or been wanted by another woman, but now everything seemed right. Emma swooned into Cindy's arms and moaned, "Yes, Oh Yes. Take me and show me."

The noise from the crowd was ear-splitting, but neither of the women heard it. Their focus was on each other. Their eyes locked with desire and hunger flowing from Cindy to Emma and back again. Philip couldn't believe what was happening with the huge lump in his pants turning into a bar of steel. Having his woman stripping in front of a raucous crowd had long been one of his fantasies and now it looked like it was going to happen. He was going to have a gorgeous stripper as his sub!

The noise and the erotic moment penetrated Emma's trance, but the blistering passionate fire inside her only got hotter. She was going to strip in front of a wild crowd, and they were going to see her in all her glory. Shivers ran through her white-hot sexuality, and she almost climaxed thinking about what was going to happen. She glanced at Philip and his anticipation beaming on his face told her he was loving it. She was going to give him a show and tonight would be a night they would never forget.

They began to dance together with Cindy twirling Emma and watching her full breasts and distended nipples peeking out from the edges of her top. She watched the muscles in Emma's stomach and her legs bunch together as she moved creating a physically erotic spectacle, that only fueled her hunger. Emma's skin undulated, sparkled and glistened as they danced to the thumping beat of the song.

Emma's head was spinning. She was on stage with hundreds of eyes ogling her barely covered form. The fact that her body was igniting such lust in all these men made her belly and legs quiver, her nipples harden, and her pussy was soaking wet. All the lustful, hungry stares seemed to ignite a prideful longing. All these rough men desired her sensuously displayed body. She wanted to feel beautiful, to let their lust fuel her own desires.

She longed to be one of those calendar girls that every man thought was stunningly gorgeous. She had always thought of herself as up to the standard calendar girl and the audiences reaction confirmed her feelings. She looked at Philip and he was as mesmerized as everyone else. As Cindy gave her a spin, she made sure her breasts wobbled inside the tiny bit of T-shirt she was wearing. Her nipples were as big as pencil erasers, and they were pointing at the crowd. The resulting cheer sent erotic tremors through her.

Maybe it was the exhibitionism, but her normal common-sense mind seemed to have lost all rationality. Instead, the immoral stares of the crowd seemed to ignite a craving that she had always loved. She remembered having men ogle her on the sports field as she cheered for the team and even then, her body quivered with excitement, but nothing like this. Her body's hunger bubbled to the surface pushing aside all logic.

Growing up she had always wondered what it was like to be a gorgeous nude calendar girl. What would it be like to be a naked sexy woman in front of a crowd of horny men? To be a woman that showed no qualms about revealing her beautiful nude body to the world. As a young girl when she looked at a calendar, she felt a tingle of desire deep inside. She always harbored a secret desire to be sexy, beautiful, brazen, fearless and desired like that.

Cindy caressed her naked athletic back, smoothed over her tiny waist and sensually caressed her trembling abs. Sexual tremors ran through her with the caresses and the thought of stripping naked in front of the crowd, but she didn't know what to do.

Emma smoothed her hand down her T-shirt presenting herself to the crowd, but her fingers couldn't catch her top. Cindy deftly ripped open the skimpy T-shirt down the middle between her breasts. Emma looked down and saw the sides of the T-shirt still covered her nipples. Cindy gave Emma twirl and the top flew apart giving the audience a short revealing look at her succulent breasts with excited, petulant nipples. The crowd went wild screaming for more and Emma desperately wanted to give them more.

Once again, she glanced at Philip and his face was hungry, and ready to take her in front of everyone. But he held back letting the passion and fire inside her build. He knew she was hotter than she had ever been and when they went home, she would fuck him all night long. She would never get enough as she relived stripping in front of a raucous crowd that wanted to see her dancing naked.

Emma felt Cindy's hand snake underneath her T-shirt and crush her engorged nipple between her thumb and forefinger. A jolt of erotic lightning ripped through her, and Emma's legs almost collapsed as the wild surge of passion robbed her of her ability to stand. As Cindy toyed with, caressed, and exhibited the sexy parts of her form and presented her body, Emma's eyes were scanning the crowd. All the licking lips and lustful stares only fired up her libido even more.

Emma's eyes sought her master and Philip was staring at her with unabashed pride, love and lust. The prideful hunger on his face made her dance, twisting and exhibiting her tight succulent body to the man she loved. While Philip loved what she did, so did the rest of the audience and shouts of more... more, rang out.

Cindy twirled her again giving the audience another view of her lithe body topped with tempting, delicious breasts. At the height of the twirl Cindy grabbed the T-shirt around her neck and pulled off the remaining top, then threw it into the audience. Emma was topless, in all her spectacular glory, showing her willowy torso with her full pendulous breasts gesturing to the crowd and had them in a frenzy. So did Philip and he almost had an orgasm in his pants watching her display her luscious body to everyone.

Cindy danced Emma around the stage finding ways to exhibit her, all while letting her hands stroke all her naked parts. Emma's mind was in a lustful fog, and she had never been this blisteringly hot before. Cindy's constant titillation, all the crowd's shouts, the ogling eyes, and licking lips had her craving for Philip to just take her, here and now, giving them a real show.

As if she couldn't get any hotter, Cindy ran her fingers down her tight undulating stomach and underneath her bikini bottom. Her fingers toyed with the edge of her bikini bottom before finally sliding beneath her bikini and toying with her already engorged clit. Emma jumped with the electrical charge that made her legs quiver and pussy gush.

She didn't think it was possible, but the crowd got even louder, and she wanted to show them more. With Cindy continuing to drive her to the edge of an orgasm, the bikini bottoms revealed Cindy's fingers beneath her bikini. Emma felt a massive orgasm claim her body. Her sculptured thighs trembled as she sagged towards the floor, but Cindy slid two fingers through her gushing pussy lips, drove them inside her and held her upright. Emma had fireworks exploding behind her eyes and wild undulations in her hips and abs. She could see the crowd going wild through her lust-glazed eyes with Philip rubbing the massive bulge in his pants.

Cindy took advantage of Emma's inability to stop her, and she grabbed her wrists, slipped them through and tightened the cuffs no one had seen hanging from the stripper pole. Within seconds, Emma was hanging from the stripper pole still shaking from the orgasm's aftermath. Cindy pulled on the rope until Emma's toes could barely touch the stage. Next, she ripped off Emma's bikini bottom revealing her bald pussy, glistening in her orgasmic juices under the spotlights.

Bondage in front of a crowd was something Emma fantasied about. She didn't know if she would like it, but she was afraid to admit to Philip that she definitely wanted to try it. Being stretched with the muscles of her legs tight, her belly shrunken and thin, her breasts lifted and presented erotically, made her feel sexy and desirable. She loved the bondage and needed Cindy to show her more. The fact that hundreds of people were watching her naked body be stripped, bound, stretched and teased relentlessly only made the erotic fire grow white-hot. A second climax began to build inside her... waiting for Cindy's next act.

Emma looked over at Philip and seeing the hunger on his face knew that bondage with exhibitionism was part of their erotic playtime. With their eyes connected, she sent him a message that she would be his bondage plaything anytime he wanted. Cindy came back and began running her hands over her tautly stretched skin and it felt so deliciously erotic that she moaned for more.

Cindy's fingers went back to thrusting in and out of Emma's pussy while her lips and teeth attacked her bulging, sensitive nipples. Her toes strained to push more of her enraptured form into Cindy's nipple and pussy devastation. Her lust-glazed eyes saw the audience's reaction and she had to give the crowd more of what they wanted. Emma twisted into Cindy's carnal manipulation of her wildly inflamed and gorgeous body, with her arms and legs pushing herself to get more of what Cindy was doing to her.

Emma groaned and writhed strung up on the stripper pole as Cindy drove her wild with blistering hungry passion that could not be denied. Cindy wanted her and voraciously worked at bringing Emma to orgasm after wild climax. Her body heaved and twisted against the stripper pole as the bliss tore through her enchanted form unabated. Nothing in her life had ever been this intense and she knew that an audience made the climaxes that much more powerful.

Philip had never seen Emma climax this hard or this explosively. This was his fantasy dream come true. His Submissive bound to a stripper pole being teased into wild and uncontrollable climaxes was beyond any of his craziest dreams and he knew Emma had never fantasied about something this wild.

Cindy's unabashed hunger continued, and her hands felt wildly sensual on her skin. However, one look into the audience told her that every person, male or female, in the crowd wanted to be Cindy at that moment. Everyone wanted to be the one taking the bound beauty on the stage to new heights of passion. Everyone wanted to feel her plump breasts, her tiny, muscled stomach, her bald wet, glistening pussy and her firm, muscled ass in their hands.

Her lust-filled eyes saw men in the audience openly masturbating with the unbelievably erotic sight of Emma contorting in constant rapture. But for Emma, the crowd's reaction only made her climaxes deeper and more intense. She looked over at Philip and he was rubbing a wet spot in his pants. She smiled because even her master was not immune to her unbridled erotism.

Cindy began kissing down her rippling belly until Emma felt her tongue nuzzle her navel, but her tongue continued down her silky skin leaving a wet trail until she licked her clit. Emma's eyes fogged over with lust, her body arched away from the stripper pole and into the lips that sent her into yet another brutally unforgiving orgasm. Her body thrashed on the pole as Cindy lashed her clit and sucked her pussy lips into her mouth. She couldn't catch her breath as a tsunami-like wave of orgasmic rapture washed over her again. Her lips opened and closed without uttering a sound as she screamed a breathless cry of pure passion.

Cindy knelt between Emma's legs, lifted her legs and placed one on each shoulder with her mouth exploring her sopping pussy and clit. Emma's arms took her entire weight as Cindy lifted her feet from the ground with her entire body stretched and taking the load. The tendons in her arms popped in relief against her skin with the muscles in her arms and shoulders knotting. Her abs thinned making her ribs more prominent against her skin and her breasts lifted to their magnificent fullness.

As Cindy began to feast sexually on Emma's pussy and clit, her entire sexually charged physique began to arch and tremble as orgasmic tsunamis broke over her. Cindy stopped for a second, looked into Emma's lust glazed eyes, but then Cindy resumed her feast. Emma's had never experienced continuous gut-wrenching orgasms racking her body until now and had known she was multi-orgasmic, but not like this. With scorching blissful climaxes cascading over her, Emma didn't know what was happening in the world around her.

She could only feel and finally scream her bliss, "OOoohhh, Ooooohhh Gggoodd.... AAAaagghhh... Wwhhaattssss hhaappeennnnnig... Aaagghhh... Mmoorrree... OOOhh."

Her stomach knotted as she heaved her pussy into Cindy's voracious lips and tongue. Cindy latched onto Emma's clit and sucked it into her mouth, lashing the rest of Emma's enraptured figure that trembled and shook like leaves on a tree in a thunderstorm. Her head bounced back and forth between her arms, but her face had a look of disbelief at what was happening to her. Emma's eyes were wide open, but unseeing and clouded in a lustful fog. Her mouth hung open, slack-jawed and unable to express the massive amount of bliss that ravaged her tiny body. Perspiration glistened on her skin making it sparkle in the stage lights. Her hair had begun to stick to her wet body hiding some of her astounding breasts.

Philip watched his Submissive with the same slack-jawed expression she had. Never in his life had his Submissive had back-to-back-to-back orgasms and never had she experienced the intensity of the bliss she was now. Her tiny lithe figure was wracked with orgasmic spasms that had every muscle in her body shouting with tremors and they wouldn't abate. Her entire body, but especially her legs, belly and hips were shuddering like she had been left in a snowdrift. Her orgasmic performance was like nothing he had ever seen and in the midst of her climaxes, his Submissive was the most gorgeous creature he had ever seen.

He knew being in public and having an audience turned her on more than he expected. She was on the verge of a climax the minute Cindy stripped her on stage. But Cindy's manipulation of Emma's body was like a maestro conducting a symphony with multiple crescendos. He wondered how much the bondage or exhibitionism contributed to Emma's bliss. He worried that he might not be able to replicate this kind of bliss in his Submissive, but he knew he was never going to stop trying.

Cindy began to kiss and nibble her way back up Emma's incredibly passionate body, stopping at her navel and breasts before reaching her neck. Her fingers stayed behind to continue Emma's sexual blitzkrieg while her lips nibbled on Emma's neck. She saw the climax induced red skin on her chest and neck and smiled because this was only the beginning.

Emma was still in the midst of her orgasmic tsunami and didn't hear anything Cindy or the crowd had said, but she knew all this endless rapture was because of her. Cindy's fingers still strummed Emma's clit, firing off one more of the countless climaxes she had experienced tonight. Cindy stepped in front of Emma and watched as her eyes slowly began to clear of the lustful fog.

It was then that Philip tapped Cindy on the shoulder and whispered, "Enough, she is mine now."

Cindy cocked her fit and tried to hit Philip, but he caught her fist and began to release Emma from her bindings. Before he could scoop her into his arms Cindy tried to hit him again. After he blocked her blow, he grabbed Emma began his walk out of the club. Cindy and the bouncers tried to block him but the crowd joined in to help Philip carry off the woman that belonged to him.

He bounded off the other side of the stage and hit the emergency exit running. Emma didn't know what was going on behind them but she knew her master had saved her and she was clinging tightly to his neck.

He deposited her in the passenger seat, jumped into the driver's seat, locked the doors, started the engine and drove out of the parking lot as fast as he could. In the rearview mirror he could see people boiling out of the bar and running after the car.

He looked over at Emma and she was curled up in the seat shaking and he put his hand on her naked shoulder to comfort her. She grabbed his arm wrapped her body around his arm and clung to it tightly, and then she whispered "Oh, my master, oh my loving master, you saved me again, you saved me my master. I was so scared you would let them have me."

He looked over at her and his heart broke. This sensuous and stunning woman was also a very fragile little girl, and he had put her in danger. They were far enough away from the bar to be safe. He pulled over into an empty dark parking, lot shut off the engine and lights, and pulled her into his arms.

As he held her she laid her head against his chest and started to cry. She would occasionally whimper "you saved me". After a few minutes he tilted her face to him and looked into those eyes filled with tears.

"Pet, you're mine and I would never let harm come to you. My loving Pet, I did something tonight that I should never have done, and I can promise you it will never happen again. I've tested you all day during our shopping, to check your limits and to see when you would tell me 'No', but you never did. With every command you performed flawlessly, with complete trust and without hesitation.

"I guess I couldn't believe that you were so perfect in every way, so I tested you once more. Even though you were in danger you carried out my commands without hesitation, you were incredible, exceeding all my expectations, again with complete trust. Oh, my Pet. You are the answer to my prayers and you fill my heart with love and pride. Will you forgive your Master for putting you in danger?"

Emma looked at him in the eyes, kissed his lips softly and whispered. "There is nothing to forgive Master. I am yours completely to do with what you want. I am here for you and the love you have shown me in the last few days is more than I have had my entire life. I am your slave, your property and my only purpose in life is to do as you command and make you happy."

He gazed into those eyes and saw the love and trust in them; it made him humble and made his heart grow big enough to accept the gift she was giving.

"Oh, my perfect and beautiful Emma, I promise not to ever put you in danger again. Now that I have found you, I can't bear the thought of anything ever happening to you. I promise to never misuse the trust and love you have given me. You make me very happy my Pet."

Philip began to kiss her soft lips. Very soon they were locked in a passionate embrace and he was caressing her incredibly succulent and still naked body.

"Master, could you make love to me again now?" She asked softly.

Philip didn't answer but instead pulled his pants down, freeing his hard cock and lifted her on to him, spearing her welcoming pussy. As his cock began to slide into that silky tight pussy her head fell back and she moaned.

"Oooohhhhhh Master you fill me so completely, Ooooohhhhh I love you so much master. Make me yours again Master."

One hand palmed her breasts while the other lifted her up and then let go, slamming his cock into her pussy. His mouth was also busy kissing her face all over and then stopping to ravage her mouth. Philip didn't think he'd ever felt the kind of love Emma poured into him with her eyes. He felt changed; her love had changed him and made him a person worthy of that love and trust.

"Oooohhhhhh I love you so much Master. Master, you're so deep in me. Ooooohhhhh Make me yours, make me feel love Master."

Their love making in that car was slow and exquisite, it was passionate and heart wrenching. When they climaxed together, they were locked in a delicate kiss, breathing each other's air. As their climax began to subside, they both realized that they had crossed to a new level. As he sat with Emma cradled in his arms, his softening cock deep inside her, he knew he was hers too. He could never be without her. Just thinking that, his cock began to harden and thicken inside her.

They made love again in the car, but this time it was not slow and exquisite. It was hard, passionate, steamy sex. He kept her orgasming continuously for over 10 minutes, with her body thrashing wildly in his arms before soaking her cervix in his seed.

The car windows were hopelessly fogged and it took another 10 minutes to get the windows clear enough to drive back to Philip's house.