A Good Try at Hummiliation

He came to my place straight from an interview. I had the usual instructions, no underwear, skirt, nice and trimmed. I got to see him clean shaven, a rare occasion. He was wearing a suit, and didn't even bother getting out of his car. He had me come to his window and lean in toward him. He immediately got out his new clover clamps and put one on each nipple. He tucked my tits back away. I got in the passenger seat in a whirlwind. He adjusted the chain so it was accessible and started to tell me about his interview. Every time it was my turn to talk I got the chain pulled a little. The way the clamps fell into my bra, my piercings went perpendicular to the foam. Which did wonders for the predicament.
The plan was to get  lunch at a cafe on Telegraph. We rode to the top of a near by parking structure. We found a little privacy out in the sun on the roof. Before I was allowed out of the car I had to hang out my window , ass up in the air toward him. He shoved a butt plug up my ass. I had forgotten to lubricate, luckily he let it slide. Promising punishment next time. He had me stay where I was and took out his camera. A bright pink digital thing. He moved me to where he wanted me to pose using the chain hanging from my bra. He had my tits hanging out of the window with my whole upper body, gravity taking effect to  further tighten the clamps. He snapped a few of me trying to blink back tears and smile for him. As he put my tits back I pleaded to have the clamps taken off. He gave me an ultimatum, pull them off now by the chain or wait till the restaurant and get them taken off for me. I opted to wait, they where already so tight and there was no way I was ripping them off! While waiting for the elevator, he made shore my plug wasn't going anywhere, and had me suck him a little. As we walked to the restaurant I commented that he just had to take me to that specific area. Just to make sore there was the most people out that I could know.
We stood in line and I worked on clearing my head enough to order. He had me sit down and brought me my food. We sat as close to the window as possible and he positioned me pussy in plain sight. Legs wide and skirt hiked up. Before we dug in, he took off the clamps. Nobody even batted an eye. He looked enough like just another suit, that we were able to get away with murder. We talked about body types and an ex of his over lunch. How our heads both turned to follow a hot chick and how much fun it would be to go 'fishing' together. As he showed off my cunt more and more to the window, I didn't blush or anything. I did try to catch my breath unsuccessfully though.
After lunch we drove into Tilden and found an empty parking lot. He changed my plug in the car and got me out. He tryed bending me over his trunk, but me being too short and to open the trunk. He penetrated me, feeling the plug still inside me, and pounded me till I came. I had dug my face deep into the blankets in his trunk at that point. He stood me up and pushed me onto my knees. I deep throated him till he exploded all over my face and tits. As we were getting dressed again, and he finished changing another car pulled up. We decided to walk down the trail. Me floating on air. We found a park bench and I got a good spanking. I love his big hands. That man doesn't need a paddle. He cleaned off the now flaky cum and we went further exploring. We ended up at the little farm. I had never been before. I walked on air around, shooting the shit and talking about when he had taken his girlfriend there.

Eye Opening Date

This was my first poly date. And it was a great growing experience.
It was my dom's secondaries birthday and I was told I should come out. We figured out that he should pick me up because this circus thing was near to where I was working at the time. It was a candy land themed party and that was the information I got. I was ready and scyked up for an adventure.
We started out hours late, I was kinda stranded at work till after we had closed, luckily people where hanging out anyway, but I don't have a held annoyance. I figured he was held up with his wife. When he finally shows up he comes with two other women, neither his wife. I didn't think twice about it.
We got to the party and it was super lame. There was a quick aerial show and lots of standing around not knowing anyone. As he and the birthday girl cuddled and made out, I felt the need to avert my eyes. But not in jealousy, out of respect and being a little uncomfortable anyway.
We all ditched the party and headed out to the old baths in SF. It was storming and gorgeous. Me being the graceful women I am found every puddle on the way down the stairs. And decided I was 5 years old anyway. I had just come from a good two week period of getting a good play session in almost every other day, and having no need to masturbate at all. So I was still a little subby.
We all cuddled out looking over the waves. I instinctively gave my trench coat to Leanne and loved cuddling up to her to keep her warm and then having us both surrounded by him. I got more comfortable with them making out while we where all in the cuddle puddle and still having his arm surrounding me. It was gorgeous out there. I was affectionately named "new friend". And praised for being so cuddly and touchy feely.
We decided to dry off in a coffee shop. The conversation was enlightening in the car. We talked about being happy for a partner when with another person. How this feeling comes from a trust that your partner is committed to you, so you want them to have fun and love that they are happy, even when with another. He declared that his wife and the date she was on, better be making out by now! I just had to smile. We ended up at the weirdest Asian dessert place. That had delicious food, even though I still have no idea what exactly we had. It was an appropriate end to an equally remember able night.
This was the first time it really hit me that, I could do this, be poly amorous. It was familiar and yummy, and very much what I had been doing for years with a incestuous group of friends. And this was only the 3rd date.

First Meeting

I was reminiscing about a brief period when I was dating a dangerously charming, polyamorous dom and the stories I love to repeat about our time together. In all there are 3 scenes and one eye opening date. Not much, but more then enough material to write about.
We met how I've met many in my life currently over an online dating site. I messaged him because we matched so well. And he replied with a dating rule he was bond to at the time, that made me just too young for him.
We met for brunch and hit it off. The first thing I noticed was his black and pink hippie shirt and I still have to smile. It by all accounts is one of his favorites. The exact conversation is lost to my memory, but when I explained the one biblical law against body manipulation he checked if I had one. In the old testament the sign of someone being a slave is them having a gold ring in their right ear. The second those words came out of my month he checks, blushes and explains himself. I ended up recounting this many times to friends with the giddy anticipation I had of finally getting a one from him. You see i do have a second hole in my right ear that is rarely filled.
We proceeded to my favorite smoking spot, because I'm a smoker. He proceeded to comment on my legs with an expert hand placed on my knee. And as we walk out that afternoon, he placed a hand on my back right between my shoulder blades to instill confidence and power. I left him floating on a cloud. I knew he was going to be fun.