BDSM Exhibition Fantasy With A Golden Shower Part 1

Exhibitionism is something you guys know I’m totally all about. Voyeurism (watching) and exhibitionism (doing) in front of an audience or another person. The only thing that would have made it better is if it had also involved a shower. Then again, I suppose it did. It was a golden one but a shower nonetheless. You know who you are, Sir. I hope you like what I added to your fantasy because it was such fun to revisit it.

We’re in a side room off a very large main room. It’s where elaborate parties are held. I’m dressed very simply in a white cotton t-shirt and panties. Master pulls me close to him so I can feel his rock hard bulge in his pants. He takes a champagne flute and puts it on the floor between my legs. 

I know the drill so I squat down, pull my panties aside, line up the glass with my hole, and let a stream fly. My piss fills it about all the way to the top. When it’s full I stop the golden flow – Master has trained me very well. He puts the flute to my lips and makes me drain it, swallowing every drop of my own piss.

As humiliating as this is, I love every minute of it.

But it won’t stop here. But first, the ritualistic preparations have to be made.

Master then puts a very large thick buttplug to my lips. They part for the plug. My tongue swirls around it. I want to make sure I cover every inch of it because I know it’s going up my ass.

After a good half a minute of me sucking and licking, he pulls it out. He then makes me bend over and pull my panties down just enough to expose my cute ass. When I do, I spread my cheeks as far apart as they’ll go, exposing my tight rosebud. He’s firm but not too rough when he pushes it deep inside me. I whimper as the largest part stretches out my hole. But, again, he’s trained me well, so it does fit. It settles inside me with a low pop.

My panties are put back into place. The plug can be seen since it’s black. It stands out against the white threadbare material of my white panties. Then, Master cuffs my hands behind my back and puts a collar around my neck. He attaches a leash to it with a little click and in less than 30 seconds we’re out the door.

I’m so ready for my audience. They always love the show we put on for them. It makes me feel like a used slut but that just makes it more naughty and fun. I can’t wait to see the looks on their faces when they see me and what Master has planned. This is our first public show and thinking about it makes my core clench. It’s time for the show to begin. Are you ready?

 

To Be Continued…

 

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