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The wife's beginnings of exhibitionism in a movie theater.
"Yes Mistress," I replied and started to strip. Normally I'm not too modest, but things had changed over the past year or so. As a male, stripping to the waist was no big deal. What was different now was a year on female hormone treatment. My breasts had developed and were B cup. Definately not male. In addition, I felt different than I had as a male. I had never been bare while outside this way.
I took the tank top off and the bra. My nipples stood up in the cool breeze.
Mistress tapped them with her crop. I knew better than to try to cover them, but had to concentrate. Then she struck each one quite hard and I had to suck my breath in.
Mistress pulled me between two trees. She tied one hand to each tree. They were far apart enough that my hands were pulled tight. She tightened the ropes just a bit more.
I still didn't know what to expect, but I could tell it was exciting. The tingle between my legs were not a lie. All sorts of thoughts went through my head. What if someone came by? What would they think? Then I thought about what my circumstances were and realized it wasn't for me to worry about. Anything Mistress wanted was what I needed to do, not only for her, but for me too.
She pulled my skirt off, then slowly removed my panties. I felt the cool breeze on my most private areas. I noticed I was halfway hard. I also revelled in her hand on me as she caressed the mark on my butt from her crop. I expected there would be more before she was done.
I felt her hand on me some more. Then the crop between my legs. I spread them apart for her. Then she struck me hard enough to sting on the inside of my thigh. MMMMMMM that one hurt.
She took more rope and tied my ankles to the trees so they were spread. Here I was spread eagle naked between two trees in the woods. I was helpless and enjoying it.
I heard her behind me looking in the back pack. What else did she have in there.
"Close your eyes," she ordered.
I did as she told me and heard her come around in front. She ran her hands over my chest and toyed with my nipples. She pinched one very hard and pulled it. I moaned in pain and pleasure. Then there was real pain as the clamp was placed on the very erect nipple. All I could focus on was the nipple with the clamp. Then she clamped the other one. A chain connected the clamps and she put a weight on it. No matter how hard I tried, it would move. This would increase the feeling in my nipples.
I felt her hand feeling between my legs. Then she grabbed a handful of balls and just pulled hard. When I thought it couldn't get worse, she slapped them with her other hand. My knees buckled and tears came to my eyes and my weight was held by my arms. I finally got my legs under me again.
I stood there with the breeze on my skin. My nipples were unbelievably sensitive and now my balls were involved as well. They were so sensitive even the breeze seemed to make them hurt more. As unlikely as it may seem, my little cock stayed hard. Mistress noticed and began to play with it. She pinched it, pulled on it, then tapped it with her riding crop.
She stroked me for a bit and ordered me not to cum without her permission.
"Yes Mistress," I moaned.
She stopped and I moaned again.
Mistress went behind me and was looking in the pack again. Again, I had no idea what she was looking for.
It wasn't long before I found out. She was rubbing my butt, then all of a sudden, she hit it very hard with her hand. I jerked and the clamps pulled on my nipples. She continued to spank hard. I thought my nipples were going to pull off. She stopped and then I felt something cold touching my asshole.
"Oh no," I thought "She wouldn't".
Mistress wasn't concerned with my thoughts or worries. She had a butt plug lubed up and pushed it into me. It hurt and of course I pulled away. Bad idea. She caught the back of my leg with her crop. Then I remembered to relax and let it happen. It still hurt, but not as much. Also, my nipples took some of my attention from my ass.
"That's better," she said.
Then she cut me three times using her crop as a can