Nothing But A Chain

Naked woman with chain and collar being led by a clothed woman
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“Well,” she said, and Tina handed her a shiny, silver chain, around three or four feet long, “When I said ‘something to wear’, you may have misinterpreted me.” Her hands returned to my neck with the chain and I felt her fumbling. Then we she lowered her hands, the chain was still between her fingers, but I realised that the other end was attached to me. More specifically: it was attached to the collar around my neck. The long chain hung between us and Lisa stepped back, taking up some of the slack. I was still staring at her, my mouth open.

“So, anyway,” she said, watching my reaction carefully, “Something to wear…” She tailed off, waving the chain back and forth, her fingers holding a thin leather loop at the other end. I felt its movement translated through a gentle tugging of my neck from one side to the other.

‘Something to wear’ was not the same as ‘an outfit’. She had never said ‘an outfit’. I felt suddenly angry at her that she had misled me, but I couldn’t really pinpoint where.

“But…” I started to say. But I can’t stand around like this.

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Exhibitionist Diary – Monday 4th February 2019

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I had lunch with Ha today and told her about the conference last Wednesday. Her eyes nearly popped out of her head when I told her that I’d not only shared a room with Jo but shared a bed with her! She said she was jealous of both of us and if I got a chance to go again she wanted to come along and she didn’t mind if all three of us had to sleep in the same bed. Then she apologised for making me blush and I hadn’t even realised it was that obvious.

I tried to probe her about what Kieran thought of me and she didn’t really say much, but she said he still liked me and she couldn’t work out why he hadn’t tried to sleep with me yet because she’d told him I had a great body. It made me blush again.

Exhibitionist Diary – Sunday 3rd February 2019

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Nothing happened. Again. I wonder what he’s waiting for now. Surely I’ve given him all the right signals? Although I guess wearing a thick jumper and big coat last night didn’t exactly invite him to explore my body.

I went to see my mum today to check her heating and everything was all okay, and she made a roast dinner whilst obvious trying to avoid the subject of “do I have a boyfriend yet” (“or a girlfriend. Either’s fine by me.” lol). She didn’t avoid it completely, of course, and I was evasive. I guess I’ll have to tell her at some point, if it lasts. But now I’m starting to wonder if Kieran’s really that keen anyway.

Driving In Heels

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My first solo driving adventures hadn’t been entirely naked, of course, and while I was learning I was dressed as only the most demure librarian would be, so anxious was I that my instructor might discern my secret yearning.

Once I was qualified, I started going out in an opaque bra, one that really could be a bikini top, and a skirt or shorts below. The air was pleasant on my skin but I missed the feeling of danger, even when I skipped the safety net of keeping a blouse on the passenger seat.

I then went to a two-piece bikini without a skirt, but that was almost everyday clothing around here. Although it had gained a few stares the first time I mis-planned my journey length and had to stop at a gas station to fill up. The coastal parts of California may see their fair share of leggy beach types, but they’re less common this far from the sea. I think I made the day of a couple of truckers and one garage owner, and I wonder how many times they watched the surveillance video. I regretted that I hadn’t taken along some heels to slip into rather than the flat sneakers I prefer to drive in, but then I’m not doing this for everyone else’s benefit, am I?

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Exhibitionist Diary – Friday 1st February 2019

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It was far too cold to do anything but wrap up warm today, but the funny thing was I got told I looked nice by four different women in the office – including Jo! I had quite a nice dress on and leggings underneath. I guess I don’t just have to “bare some skin” to feel good.

I was pretty much itching to hang around in the nude when I got home, though, but it wasn’t anywhere near warm enough. It made me wonder if the novelty would ever wear off, though, if I was somehow nude all the time. It sort of sounds amazing, but maybe it would get boring?