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SUNDAT JOGGING

Sunday Jogging by linemstr@aol.com

I have an online slave named niki who is into public exhibitionism, but 
only at her Master's command.  She has recently confided her submissive
tendencies to a female business associate named Rosie who has a full-
time female lover.  They are away from home on business, and are taking
full advantage of being in a town where no one knows them.  Rosie and I 
have been conspiring in ways to exhibit niki publicly.  Our first idea
was the malll shopping trip posted earlier.  This one is the latest.
They go jogging every morning.  niki usually wears a jogging bra, a 
short t-shirt, and black biking shorts.  

I instructed niki to buy some black, water-soluble body paint and a
2" paintbrush.  I instructed Rosie what to do with it.  Here are 
their respective accounts of the morning jog at the school 
jogging track.  It was early Sunday morning, and, fortunately
for niki, no one else was around.  

Here are the respective accounts of the morning jog, first from 
Rosie, then niki's own words.  Rosie's account starts from the 
evening before, when niki was handcuffed nude on the bed as
Rosie and I chatted online about the next morning.  nike was 
explaining to Rosie about her submissive role, philosophy, etc.
Rosie it still new to all this, but learning eagerly and rapidly!



Subj:	Sunday jogging
Date:	96-07-07 12:24:55 EDT
From:	RosieRose
To:	LineMstr

After we got off line, Niki was very interested in what we were 
discussing.  I told her that, as she assumed, we were discussing 
her.  She just rolled her eyes and smiled.  I released her so 
she could get ready for bed reminding her she was not to sleep in 
her shirt.  When she came back I had to ask her what she was 
thinking while she was blindfolded and cuffed on the bed.  She 
got this kinda far away look, and patiently explained to me 
what bondage did for her. It took away her control and gave it 
to another, it this case me and you.  She didn't have the key to
the handcuffs.  I did, and I determined if she went to the bathroom
successfully, if she even drank some water.   Her role, according
to her, was to use all her powers of persuasion to get me to 
let her do it.  She told me as she lay on the bed there was 
nothing she could do to stop me, or to stop anyone, from touching 
her or hurting her.  What made the big difference is she trusted 
the people around her so she could be so open, so  vulnerable.   
And she got very aroused as well, lying on the bed wondering 
what we were planning.   I have worked with this person for almost 
a year, and I am thinking what an enigma she is!   She then 
put out her wrists for me cuff.  When I told her you wanted to her to
sleep with her hands cuffed behind, I got the "bambi" look.  I 
cuffed her and asked her if she needed a hug.  She thought she did.  
I didn't get her safe word so I knew she was ok.

This morning I had set the alarm so we could get up early to jog.  
I knew she wanted to go because she missed it yesterday and I wanted 
us to be alone for the other obvious reasons.  I got up first and 
got ready.  Niki can be very bad about getting out of bed, so if 
I can, I let her get a bit more sleep time.  I got out the paint 
and brush, uncuffed her, and got her out of bed.  She was so asleep, 
I really don't think she noticed.  She put on her bra and shirt and
prepared to put on her shorts when I told her to put on her socks and
shoes.  The great thing about Niki (one of many) is that, in the 
morning, she does not question when you ask her to do something.  
In the past I have had great fun with this, like telling her to 
go outside and get something and she does not realize we are in 
a motel room, it's raining outside, and she only has a tee shirt on.  
She came back in that time so mad and so wet, but she was so
alseep she didn't question it first.  Anyway she put her socks and 
shoes on and then started to put on her shorts.  Then I tell her 
there has been a change in plans and I want her to stand very 
still while I paint on her shorts.  She gave me a look of utter 
horror as it hit her what was going on.  Well she didn't think that 
was a good idea, but I told her we have a back up plan.  She started 
backing away and shaking her head as I told her I didn't want to 
have to chase her around the room.  Well she was wide awake then, 
wanting to know if this is what we had planned last night.  I answer, 
"Bingo."  Now we were maneuvering around the room, me with the paint.,
and her with her "Bambi" look, when I asked to just let me get 
the paint on.  I told her that if it didn't look right we wouldn't 
go.  So she gave in, and let me begin.  The paint was cold and she was
really not cooperating at all, so I told her to quit wiggling or 
I'd have to cuff her.  She pouted, but she behaved after that.  
I got it all on, and then I sprayed it with hair spray to give it 
a shiney look like her bike shorts (that was cold too and she started 
wiggling again).  I have to say from far enough away no one would 
be able to say they wern't shorts.  I got a big towel and told her
to tie it around her waist to get out of the room.  No one was up 
in the hotel, including the kitchen help, which meant at least we 
would get out of the house without being noticed.


I drove to the school so we could jog on their field, parked the 
car, got out and looked around.  We were the only two out there.  
Now, the field is behind the school, and to the right of the main 
building.   About a 1/4 to 1/2 mile away are homes.  A main highway 
runs in front of the school, and I imagine there is a lot of traffic 
on a school day because this is a large high school.  But on
Sunday it's pretty quiet.  There were a few lights on in the homes, 
but most were dark.  I went back to the car and told Niki it was 
time to jog and we better get on it before there was a crowd.  She 
was mortified.   She tentively looked out, and I can see she was 
not sure at all.  I told her one more time she could pull off 
somthing she has never done, and in a place where no one knows her. 
She got out of the car with the towel around her and I looked at the  
paint job.  It held up pretty well, probably because of the the hair
spray.  I closed and locked the car door and started to jog off, 
telling her, "Don't yell!  You'd wake the neighborhood!"  Now, I 
had the only set of keys, so if she wanted to get back in the car, 
she'd have to get them from me.  She also realized she couldn't run  
with the towel around her waist.  I have never worked so hard in my 
life.  Niki can run, and she is much faster than I.  Well, I heard 
her come up behind me, so I quickly turned to out-maneuver her, as she
grabed nothing but air!   We ran with the two of us ziging and zagging 
around the high school field.  She was oblivious to the traffic and
the fact her shorts were so tight---"skin" tight!  Well I started to 
giggle and then to laugh, and she couldn't run anymore either, because 
she was laughing so hard.  The whole thing was now hysterical!  Two 
grown women out in a field, one with painted on shorts, the other 
with the keys to car, and full daylight was fast-approaching.  Our 
sides hurt so much we just had to sit to catch our breath.
Well, I recovered before Niki, and started off as fast as I could to 
the car.  Niki, thinking my purpose is to lock her out of the car, 
took off after me, but lost the towel.   In stopping to get it, she 
actually let me get to the car first (a first for me).  She was right 
behind me, so I just turned and waited with a smirk on my face.  I made  
the comment that it seemed her new shorts really slowed her down. 
Then I asked her if she wanted to go through the drive-through at 
McDonald's.  She could drive.  Well, if looks could kill....

Rosie



Subj:	Jogging????
Date:	96-07-07 14:02:46 EDT
From:	nikigirl
To:	LineMstr

Master

i am begining to question my thinking as to why i let you and Rosie 
ever talk to each other.  As i lay there on the bed last night, 
i knew you two were up to something.  i never guessed this....

Rosie seems to really worry about my being handcuffed so much, 
so i told her how i felt about bondage and, as annoying as it was 
to type, i trusted you both to make sure i really was safe.  Besides,
I had an out--my safeword.  But trust was the foundation of the 
whole experience.  She seemed relieved, and then told me i was 
to be handcuffed with my hands behind tonight.  Now, i am hoping 
that is the punishment for the tee shirt (it wasn't the whole 
punishment, more came later--LineMstr), because i had just gotten off 
to sleep when Rosie was getting me up to jog.  The only time 
Rosie has ever been able to pull off any form of practical joke 
is in the morning.  i am still asleep, even though i may be up
and talking to her.  So i was trying to get dressed when she told 
me to change the usual sequence and put on my shoes before my shorts.  
i didn't even think about it as i put on my socks and running shoes...
never thinking how about i was going to get the shoes through the 
althetic spandex shorts.  Well i started contemplating  putting on 
the shorts, when i finally heard Rosie tell me she was going to 
paint on the shorts.  Now i was awake!  I said, "i don't think
so!--Whose idea was this?!"  Rosie was going to have to catch me 
first!  Now the second thing wrong with this room (the first being 
it is not sound proof) is it is so small there is no place to run.  
Rosie was saying something about an alternate plan, and all i could 
think about is i don't have any shorts on, and how am i going to 
get them on?!!  She finally says, "Let's just try it and if
they don't look ok, then we won't go."  So, i gave in.  Well, the 
paint was so cold and, up until 5 minutes before, i was warm and 
in bed!  i really could not help it!  i just could not stand still.  
Rosie seemed to be taking extra pleasure with painting my crack 
and my slit!  She told me to either stand still or she will re-cuff 
me.  i can hardly stand it!!  The brush is going over my very
sensitive mound, between my pussy lips, and lightly touching my clit 
(i was really going to jam myself against it there, but i didn't 
want Rosie to know how turned on i was getting), flicking between my 
legs, and then up my crack.  i was so wet that i was surprised that 
the paint didn't begin to run.  To my way of thinking, i looked like a
girl with paint on her.   Rosie sprayed my ass and thighs with hair 
spray, telling me that now "they" had the shiney look of bike shorts.  
Now Rosie was convinced they looked like shorts...i was convinced 
Rosie was delusional.  Rosie smiled at me, and hands me a towel that 
i can wrap around my waist, and hussles me out the door.  

i am ever so thankful no one was up and around as we left and got 
in the car.  Now i was thinking, "OK, ok!  i'll go to the school, but 
i am not getting out of the car!"  The high school serves the whole 
city and county.  It is huge.  It's on the main highway in town.  The 
main building is just in front of the althetic fields and there are 
homes behind it and across from the school.  i never realized how 
close the homes were until today, but Rosie said it didn't look like 
anyone was up, anyway.  Rosie parked the car, got out, and looked 
around.  She cames back and told me, "Let's get started before there 
is a crowd."  Now i knew she had lost her mind!"  i was not getting 
out!   She told me i need to take a risk, that no one knew us here, 
and my Master had planned this and desired me to try it.  i got out 
of the car, never intending to remove the towel, when Rosie quickly 
locked the door, took the keys and ran off.  i can normally outrun 
her, but not with a towel around my waist.  i looked around, saw no one, 
rolled the towel up and put it around my shoulders, and took off after 
her.  Now, Rosie plays a lot of softball, so quick starts and stops 
are second nature to her.   She turned just as i tried to grab her, and 
i missed her completely.  We were running all over the field!  Just as i
got to her, she would turn on a dime and take off another way.  Well, 
now i was laughing so hard, i couldn't catch her if she were standing 
still!  i looked to find she had disolved in laughter as well.  i walked 
over to her thinking she was as exhausted as i, and maybe now i could get 
her to listen to reason and give me the keys.  She took off toward 
the car!  i couldn't believe it!  i am going to start playing softball!  
i took off after her and the towel went flying off my neck to the ground! 
i couldn't leave it because it was the only thing between me and and 
an indecent exposure charge.   So i stopped to grab it, and then really 
turned it on to get to the car quickly.  i saw Rosie turn, smirking, and 
saying something about my "new shorts."  We  got in the car and she asked 
me if i wanted to drive over to McD's and get breakfast at the drive-thru.  
i could have killed her.  

Now the paint is not what it was earlier, but getting it all off was still a
challenge...i also believe i made up for not getting up Saturday morning 
to jog.  

your obedient slave as always

niki



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