We’ve only had one long term Dom so far.

He set the rules on what I should wear and how to behave in public and in private. If I transgressed he would either spank me or set me a task to perform, usually in public.

He (Steve) would come round once a week on average. Dave would usher him into the bedroom where I would be lying there in just a semi-transparent gown.

Dave would have already supplied a bottle of wine and put two glasses by the bedside before disappearing.

I would be allowed one glass then be told to stand up and take off my gown ready for inspection by Steve.

He would go round making sure that I was scrupulously clean, my finger and toe nails were painted red, my makeup was perfect and I had waxed my legs and armpits.

I then had to lie on the bed and open my legs to ensure that my pussy area had been shaved and the pubic hair trimmed neatly. Steve really liked me to keep my pubic hair but liked to see all my pussy without any stray hairs.

If I passed inspection I was allowed to dress in the clothes laid out on the bed, as Steve had specified.

This invariably included stockings and suspenders and open crotch panties with a matching quarter cup bra which showed off my nipples to full advantage.

Sometimes he would like me to wear a shortish skirt and crisp white blouse with buttons. Other times he would specify a short dress with a plunging neckline.

We would usually go to a quiet restaurant with a bar area to have a few drinks first.

We always sat in a secluded area so he could warm me up with a kiss or two and, if I was lucky, he’d slip a hand onto my breast or between my legs and tease me there.

If it was really quiet he’d pop my breast out and give it a quick nuzzle until my nipple was wet and erect.

Occasionally, he’d sit across the room instead and direct me by text to get the attention of another nearby man by smiling or opening my legs slightly. If the man was with another woman, it became a bit of a game to get his attention without alerting the woman.

Once he told me to follow the man when he went to the loo and flirt with him a little, get his phone number and give him a kiss!

This led to my sending him several naughty texts when he went back to his partner, which really distracted him.

Anyway, we’d then have dinner and Steve would continue directing me. I’d often be told to go to the loo and insert some love balls which he could start to vibrate with a remote control. It could be really difficult to control myself as he’d bring me close to orgasm and then stop, over and over again.

After dinner, if we were both feeling really horny (usually the case!), he’d take me to a local dogging spot where he’d invite men to watch me in the car being exposed and played with.

He’d rarely let me cum there though but would take me to a quiet area nearer home, take off all my clothes and fuck me hard before taking me back to my house and dropping me off at the front door completely naked and dripping with cum.

Dave would be kept informed throughout the evening with numerous photos and would invariably leap on me when I came home and give me another hard fucking.

I can feel myself getting wet just thinking about it…..