This story is for Louise.

Let me tell you about Rose. She is 27 years old, happily married with no children, works as a receptionist in a local hotel, likes riding motorcycles and sometimes models for artists. Yes, she is an exhibitionist but there is more to her than that. She is a submissive who craves more than just exposing herself. Her husband knows nothing of this, which is why occasionally she asks me to help her out. I first met her about 6 years ago, at a BDSM party. It was her first time and she was simply experimenting, trying to find out if there was something more to her sexuality that she couldn't explain. There was, and after gaining her trust we have remained friends, with me as her master, ever since.

Every few months she calls me and asks if I will arrange for her to have an ‘adventure', as she calls it. Her husband is a very nice guy but has no idea how to stretch her emotionally. He knows nothing of her ‘adventures' and would probably not understand them were he to find out about them. She called me a week ago and today I gave her what she needs. Let me tell you about it.

I picked her up at 2pm and drove to a wooded area slightly out of town, usually frequented by dog walkers and hikers. I passed her a blindfold and asked her to put it on. I then gave her a leather collar that she placed around her neck and I clipped a lead to it. I lead her from the small car park into the woods, making sure she did not stumble, for about 10 minutes. We arrived at the place I had prepared previously, a small clearing that sat at the cross way of two paths running beside it. It was well hidden but people on the paths would be able to see clearly into the space as they passed.

I told her to remove her clothing. Her hands were shaking as first she took off her blouse, then her bra, undid her jeans and slid them down her shapely legs, then lastly her panties pooled at her feet. I collected them up and asked her to kneel down on the grass. I have already dug a large metal pin into the ground and attached the other end of her lead to it. I then asked her to place her arms behind her back and tied them together using soft rope.

She was nervous, and rightly so. Though this place was often deserted there was no telling who would walk by and see her fastened, naked and bound. I told her I would leave her there for an hour then return with her clothing. On no account was she to speak to anyone, unless to explain she was there by choice, nor allow them to unclip her from the metal pin. Should someone decide to touch, grope or use her in anyway, she was to let this happen without complaint. I asked her if she understood and she replied, "Yes Master'. She was shivering, even though it was a warm afternoon. I walked away and left her.

I walked into the undergrowth, far enough for her to think I had completely deserted her, but close enough to be able to watch what happened. I also used my phone to record her and would later send this to her so she could see her own humiliation and degradation. I had arranged for two things to happen. At my request a good friend would be walk his dog past in about 20 minutes time, stop and talk to her. He would touch her breasts but nothing more. After he left a second person who I had used for this purpose would walk by and demand that she allow him to masturbate her whilst lying on her back with her legs splayed open. Rose would not know these were agreed meetings, nor that the two men were known to me. As the time passed she seemed to relax a little, then my first ‘actor' arrived and started speaking to her. She was startled and looked afraid as he spoke to her. As requested she said nothing except to say she was OK. He told her she had a beautiful body and wished to touch her. She sat up on her knees and pushed her chest out towards him inviting him to play with her breasts .He molded and played with them for about five minutes, squeezing and pulling at her nipples as she moaned in her excitement. Whe he left she collapsed to the ground.

Shortly afterwards the second ‘player' arrived but he was less polite with her, telling her she was a dirty slut and other abusive things. He said he wanted to feel her and once more she sat up on her haunches for him to have his way with her. After momentarily playing with her breasts he told her to fall on her back and spread her legs. She hesitated and he pushed her backwards, whereupon she open her legs as he had ordered. She was breathing heavily and I realised she thought he was going to take her, but instead he began to finger her.

She let out a moan as he worked his fingers in and out of her open pussy. Even from a distance I could see his fingers glistening from her wetness. She came quickly, hard and fast, letting out a small cry as her climax hit. He continued to finger fuck her, faster and more vigorously till she hit another, more explosive orgasm. Still he continued and I thought I heard her beg him to stop, but I am not sure. This time when she came her whole body arched upwards, stiffened and went into spasms as she let out a series of howls.

He simply walked away from her as I had instructed, leaving her gasping on the grass. I waited a further 5 minutes, perhaps hoping that she would be discovered by a total stranger but it never happened. I walked back into the clearing and without speaking, lifted her up, untied her wrists, unclipped the leash, and handed down her clothes. She was unsteady on her feet as she stood but managed to dress without assistance. Still not speaking I walked with her, guiding her along the winding path till we reached my car. She got in and I told her to remove the blindfold.

She stared straight ahead and I asked her what had happened. She recounted the events, beginning with the fear of being left naked and helpless out in a public space, of feeling embarrassed and shamed. Then, the shock of being found by someone! When he asked to touch her breasts she willingly allowed him to do so, wanting to feel his hands on her, powerless to stop him and totally at his mercy. When he left she was disappointed that nothing further had happened. She then spoke of the humiliation brought about by the second man who found her, who was rough with her and forced her to orgasm several times by masturbating her violently. She said the last of these was so powerful she thought she would faint.

I asked her if she was satisfied and she replied the ‘adventure' had been what she needed but she was still not sure if it was enough. I understood. I told her to pull her jeans and panties down and instructed her to masturbate herself as we drove back into town, not to stop till she had brought herself off once more. She did as I said and as we drove through the early evening traffic I had her moan and whimper as she brought herself to a physical crescendo. She dressed and I dropped her at her house. I sent the video recording to her later that evening so she can relive her ordeal and its associated humiliation whenever she feels the urge to do so. I never told her the two men were a set-up. She thinks total strangers exploited her, which is precisely what she wanted. I will wait for her to call me again to arrange another ‘adventure'