Living Their Fantasies in Paris Pt. 03

The clip, clop of her shoes became hypnotic as she now maintained a basic rhythm. Her thoughts continued to turn inward. So many of her old fantasies came to mind. She was beginning to see herself in a new light. As a horny slut, and quite possibly as a would-be sex slave to her master husband. Somehow, she found herself enjoying all of the aspects of her new highly restrictive and uncomfortable wardrobe. She was still confused by the effects of the various embarrassing and humiliating situations on her very being. That they too should turn her on so very much. It was so very disconcerting that she should feel this way. But she didn't want it to stop.

And then she stumbled. Rob of course caught her, as she knew he would. He was, after all her master.

It broke her revere, and she realized that her feet and legs were killing her. She also noticed for the first time in a while that there were a lot of people around staring at her. And then that tingly feeling of humiliation hit her and her pussy reacted as it had, so very regularly as of late.

"Oh master, please can we find somewhere to sit and rest? My feet are killing me." The words tumbled out breathlessly, because of the corset, and naturally because of her feelings.

Rob paused their walk and looked lovingly, deeply into her eyes. "Of course, my dear. God, I adore you, and how you're behaving. Let's check that place over there. It looks like it has some high-top tables that might accommodate your restrictions."

His words hit Cindy like an arrow in her heart. He loved her. He loved what she was becoming. He loved her outfit and he was focused on taking care of her. She started to cry, but with a loving smile of her own on her pretty face.

Of course, Cindy drew a lot of attention as she walked slowly and stiffly into the place. She absorbed it as just more sexual stimulation.

They found a nice, quiet corner inside the restaurant, and ordered food and drinks. Cindy was able to edge herself onto a tall stool and take most of her weight off of her sore feet.

The wine helped revive her, as did the small amount of cheese and bread she was able to consume. The corset ensured that her stomach couldn't hold much.

As they ate, Rob told Cindy how much he loved everything they'd purchased for her over the last week. He also told her how horny it made him and how proud he was of her.

She admitted that she loved it all to, and went further in confessing that everything, the restrictions, the discomfort, the humiliation and all of the other aspects of their activities had nearly driven her crazy with lust. "All I can think about is sex, these days." She sighed.

After their meal, they continued on their way. The break, along with the food and wine had given Cindy a boost, and her feet and legs seemed to be accepting the new boots, and the restricted walking style they demanded.

Rob was always there to make sure she didn't fall.

As she walked the constant rhythm of the Clip Clop was attracting even more attention from the people on the street.

Cindy was getting used to the stares, and occasional cat calls. She was still embarrassed by her obviously slutty appearance. She wasn't sure if she would ever get over it, or if she ever really wanted to.

They got back to the hotel early, and decided to settle into their cozy refuge and order room service, later.

As soon as they closed the door, Cindy took off her dress and cast it aside. She then remembered that nothing else would come off without the keys in Robs possession. It also occurred to her that even with the locks removed, she would probably need help getting the boots off as she couldn't really bend down. She again wondered if this would always be the case. The thought aroused her, how very dependent she was now on her husband and master.

"Oh master, please help me get undressed. I want sex so very badly."

Rob laughed, "Not so fast, dear. I do want you out of that outfit, and I also really want sex, but I have other plans that we have to work on. After your clothes come off, it's off to the shower with you for a complete cleaning inside and out. Then I want your make-up done. After that we'll work on your wardrobe for tonight."

"But Rob, I thought we weren't going back out tonight. I really need to rest my feet and legs." Cindy whined.

"Don't worry, we're not going out. Now come here." Rob said as he reached for his keys.

They slowly removed Cindy's boots and Rob massaged her aching feet and legs for a quarter of an hour, before he started on the corset. With the corset removed she could finally breath again, but each deep breath she took hurt her back, ribs and belly as her body had to readjust to the lack of constriction. Next came the bra with its evil spikes. Another massage session from Rob was her reward for all of the suffering they had caused her. Finally, the panties were slid down her legs.

"While you're in there make sure you clean up all of your latex, before coming out." Rob admonished as Cindy hobbled into the bath.

She came out an hour later, naked but looking refreshed.

Rob was lounging on the bed. He pointed to the pair plastic mules. "From now on, whenever you're not in your boots, I'd like you to slip on the mules. We have to keep your feet used to walking in nice tall heels."

"But Rob, my feet and legs need a break. My legs ache from all of the walking and the height of the heels puts all of my weight on my toes and the balls of my feet - they hurt." Even to her, she sounded like a whiney little girl.

"No buts," Rob replied sternly, "You have to admit that the more you wear those tall shoes, the easier it is getting for you. The more practice, the better it will get, and I just love seeing you in all of them. Remember you're in Paris."

With that reminder of their deal, Cindy surrendered, "OK, if I have to." Again, sounding like a petulant child.

Rob then stood up and presented her with the black body suit "Here let's try this, tonight." He said with a smile. Cindy sighed and lubed up. When she pulled up the suit, she realized that it only had an anal plug in place. Rob locked it as soon as she was dressed.

Next, Rob handed her the black latex corset. Cindy wasn't pleased but she acquiesced, stepping into the heavy beast and turning so Rob could lace her up. Per usual, it took about a half hour to get it closed, and Cindy was panting and sore when it was tied off and locked.

Next came a pair of Cindy's hold-up stockings and the black leather boots with the spike heels. These were laced by Rob and locked.

When he stood up from that task, Cindy thought they were done, and they could get down to some serious love-making. She was more than ready, but Rob turned to grab another item. Only after he handed it to her did Cindy realize that it was the black hood.

She'd never worn anything like it before and was nervous and intimidated by the item and the thought of the restrictions it would provide.

"OK, let's get this done. We need to test this out, and tonight will give us that chance. First pull your hair into a pony tail, high up on the top of your head. She did as told and he helped her get it started passing out through a hole, about an inch and a half, in the top of the hood.

Then he maneuvered the hood's nose tubes up her nostrils. They tickled as they slid in, and Cindy realized that they were yet another form of latex restriction for her body to endure. With them in place Rob pushed the hood over the top of Cindy's head while pulling the rest of her hair out the fitting on the top. For a few seconds there, Cindy felt claustrophobic, like when you're pulling on a T-shirt and it gets stuck blocking your face. But once the hood was pressed firmly in place, and Rob began pulling it tight and running the zipper down, it fit her better and she could see through the quarter-sized holes.

As the zipper descended, the hood grew tighter and tighter on her face and head, and then on her neck too. For a minute Cindy panicked. Rob continued closing the zipper all the way down to the base of her neck and then snapped the lock in place.

"OK, there, done. How does it feel?"

Cindy took a minute to digest her situation. She could feel the pressure everywhere on her head, face and neck. It was restrictive, especially at the neck where she couldn't twist or nod much at all. She could breathe well enough, and see, but only what was directly in front of her. Her mouth was only restricted by the latex, and she found that it wasn't too difficult to open and close it. She'd be able to talk, eat and suck cock. Above all the hood aroused her like all of the other latex clothes did. Aroused her a lot - she was dripping!

She told all of those impressions to Rob. He laughed about the effect on her sex.

With that Rob grabbed her and pushed her back on the bed. He first got on top of her and hugged her, feeling her, massaging her, squeezing her and enjoying the feel of her. After a while he began working his way down her beautiful body. He paused at her enhanced latex breasts.

"I love these. They're so big and firm."

Cindy though was not that impressed. "You may like their size; but I can't feel them through the padding."

"We may be able to do something about that."

Rob mumbled it so quietly that Cindy wasn't sure what he had said. She was too distracted to bother asking him to repeat it.

Rob then slid his body down further and unlocked and unzipped Cindy's latex covered pussy.

He also reached over to the night stand and grabbed a small remote control device and activated the plug in Cindy's ass. It began vibrating, and Cindy began twitching and moaning.

Rob then began kissing and licking Cindy's juicy pussy.

It wasn't long before she had a massive orgasm. Although she had never been a 'screamer' in the past. This time was so intense, that she couldn't control herself.

After she had calmed down a little Rob knelt up and reached for another accessory for her hood.

"I think we need to protect you from embarrassing yourself".

Cindy didn't understand. She had spent so much of the last several days, in public humiliated and embarrassed, by her clothing and predicaments that she could only laugh at Rob's comment.

She giggled until she felt Rob push something between her lips and into her mouth. She was surprised and realized soon enough that it was a cock gag.

Rob attached it to her hood and looked her in the eye, questioningly.

Cindy gave him a hurt look, but then relaxed and began exploring the thing with her tongue. It was big but not so long that it caused her to gag. When she tested and found that she couldn't make much of a sound, and certainly nothing understandable, she looked him in the eye and harrumphed at him.

Rob smiled and then reached over, grabbed the remote and bumped its speed up a couple of notches, causing Cindy to moan, and thrash from the feelings. He then went back to work on her pussy.

The vibrations in her ass were having a fantastic effect on her arousal. She had never before gotten so much pleasure from her back door.

Those vibrations coupled with the attention from Rob's tongue on her pussy, brought her to first one and then another shattering orgasm. They hit her so hard, that with the compression from the corset she almost fainted from her panting and the lack of oxygen.

Only then did Rob reach his high point, so he moved up her body and pushed his big, hard cock into her dripping pussy and began pumping away.

That move sent Cindy back into yet another shuddering, thrashing and moaning orgasm that also pushed Rob over the top.

When he had emptied his load, he collapsed and lay on her for what seemed like an hour before he rolled over, and zipped Cindy's crotch closed, his sperm still locked inside her. He then reached over and turned down the anal vibrator, but not all the way off.

He laid down next to Cindy, pulled her tightly into him and told her: "That was probably the greatest orgasm I've ever had." She grunted and nodded so that he understood that she felt very much the same.

With that he smiled, looked her in the eyes and said. "Good night my lover and wife. Sleep well. You need to become accustomed to your new outfit. We can talk about it in the morning."

He then yawned and lay quietly drifting off to a deep sleep.

Cindy though was shocked. He expected her to sleep in the latex? With the vibrator humming away in her sensitive ass. The corset alone would make it very hard to relax. The boots held her feet in a strict downward point and the hood was uncomfortable and the cock gag made it nearly intolerable.

Of course, as had been the case for a week now, all of it made her horny as hell! She was indeed living some of her most erotic fantasies, and it was all driving her crazy with lust.

She continued to contemplate her new-found nymphomania, as that is how it seemed. That she was now addicted to sex and fantasy fulfillment. Nothing else seemed to matter to her.

Eventually though, she drifted off to an exhausted sleep, her body becoming accustomed enough to the compression and restriction of her outfit.

Partway through the night, Rob awoke and realizing that his lovely wife was sleeping quietly next to him, as the perfect embodiment of the fetish sex slave he had fantasized about since he was a teen-ager.

He hoped that he could keep it up. He hoped that Cindy would continue to love it. He had many more adventures planned. If Cindy continued along the path he had set for her, she would become his ultimate fantasy dream girl.

The thought made his cock stiff again, and he almost woke Cindy up for another round, but decided that it could wait. They both needed their sleep.

(Day 11)

It was mid-morning when Cindy slowly woke up. The vibrator in her ass was still going, but she hardly noticed the feelings anymore. What she did notice was that she was thirsty and that the cock shaped gag was still plugging her dry mouth.

Then she realized that Rob was not in bed with her, but then heard him on his cell phone, out on the balcony.

She was instantly afraid that there was some trouble back at home that would drag them away from Paris and all of the wonderful things that they had done here. She calmed a bit when she realized that they didn't necessarily have to stop just because they went home. That she could continue living out her, and his fantasies even when they were settled back in their house. As she thought about how she would feel if she dressed like she had been, at home among friends and neighbors she got a new and different thrill that once again got her pussy dripping. She could imagine how some of her friends would be scandalized if they saw her in her latex, corset and boots. She giggled to herself when she thought of it as her 'latex slut look'.

Just then Rob walked back into the room, putting his phone back into his pocket. Cindy grunted at him to get his attention.

"Good morning lover. Are you finally ready to get up?"

Her "Uh Huh" was barely discernable, but he got the message.

The first thing he did was grab the remote and turn off the vibrator in her ass. Cindy moaned.

Neither of them was sure if she was relieved or was missing the sensations that she had enjoyed and grown accustomed to.

Rob then bent over and unlocked the gag and the hood's zipper. He gently pulled the gag out of her mouth and immediately held up a glass of water from the night-stand. Cindy drank thirstily, not even trying to reach for the glass herself.

He then pulled the hood slowly off of her sweaty head, and massaged her scalp as he planted a deep sensuous kiss on her moist lips. Cindy felt another pulse from her pussy and started to think about her need for another orgasm, but Rob then began man handling her to unlock and unzip her outfit.

Eventually Cindy was standing nude in front of him. He pointed to the mules sitting in the corner. She got the hint and slipped them on, knowing that her poor legs and feet would never get a break.

"Off you go. You know the routine. Wash inside and out. Clean your latex. Do your hair and makeup. No latex this morning. You have an appointment. So, this morning your lovely body will be free from latex restraints."

"What, why?" Was as far as Cindy got before rob stepped in, "It's a surprise, now git." And he swatted her behind hard enough to elicit a small scream from the girl.

Cindy was actually a little disappointed. She had been looking forward to another day of fantasy fulfillment, locked in latex and boots, displaying her assets, acting the slut and being embarrassed and humiliated parading around in public. But Rob was the boss - or master...

When she came out of the bathroom, Rob handed her a sun dress, hold-up stockings and her high white wedge boots.

"Here you go. As I said no restraints".

And no panties or bra, Cindy thought, ruefully.

She dressed. Checked herself in a large mirror and decided that she wasn't showing too much either top or bottom.

Rob grabbed her hand and led her out.

They walked a few blocks and grabbed a quick breakfast before heading a few blocks farther down to some sort of day spa or beauty parlor.

"I was lucky to get an appointment for you on short notice.

They walked in and Rob gave the receptionist her name. The lady looked her up and said it would be a few minutes and Michelle would be out to get her. They stepped aside and Rob whispered to her. Last night I noticed some stubble starting to grow out on your lovely pussy. They'll take care of it for you today and again in a couple of days.

Before Cindy could ask for clarification, Michelle called her name from a nearby doorway.

"Go on", Rob said, "Just do it." Punctuating his words with a slap on her but.

Cindy followed Michelle into a treatment room, all white tiles, bright lights and a padded table. There was also a clothes rack and a large machine on wheels standing next to the table.

"Please remove your clothes and lay on your back on the table, the treatment will take several hours this time and again in a couple of days."

When Cindy hesitated, the girl continued "Please, the laser is fast and efficient. It will not be painful, and in no time, you will be wonderfully free of all of the hair below your neck. You'll never have to shave or use chemicals on your skin again. And, I'm sure you'll find the hairless feeling to be wonnderful."

Oh my gosh! Cindy thought. I'll be truly naked, forever! The thought turned her on like so many times over the past week. One more step toward being a Rob's sex toy.

Now very aroused, Cindy took off her dress. She got nervous when she bent over to take off her boots, but realized that Rob hadn't locked them this morning as he normally did, when she dressed.

When she had everything off, she self-consciously laid down on the table. She thought it funny that she still had some sense of embarrassment over being nude in front of a stranger. She didn't expect that feeling to continue...

The technician, laid a wonderfully cool cloth over her eyes to protect them from the laser, powered up the machine and started to scan over her body with a wand attached to the laser machine. It was a strange feeling, hot and tingly but not terribly painful.

The process continued for several hours until every inch of her body had been worked over. Her skin tingled and was red like it had a mild sun-burn, but that was it.

Michelle said 'finnis' and then handed Cindy a bottle of lotion. "Please rub this onto your body, everywhere. Take the bottle with you and repeat the process again in the morning. You have another appointment in a couple of days, where we will repeat the process. After that you will probably need one more procedure to catch any odd hair follicles that might have been missed."