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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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