Ask or Dare Me Anything! 18/F

[Cenobite1992]

Originally Posted by The Slutty Princess

The “Bi Tendencies” simply means that I would be down to kiss a girl, make out, finger, eat her out, etc but I would not be interested in a relationship. For those of you wondering, I have kissed more girls than I can count at parties. Never have I fingered another girl or given a girl oral though I would be up to it.

Is it possible that you're sexual orientation is extremely close to 3 on the Kinsey (equally bi) but that your romantic orientation is 0 (completely straight)?

... I actually didn't know that those could be two different things either, but apparently a lot of people are bi on one and mono on the other

[The Slutty Princess]

Originally Posted by Lovestorun

Ever stolen a streaker or skinny dippers clothing?
What was the most embarrassing thing you’ve done on a dare or because you lost a bet?
If you won a bet where the loser could only wear whatever the winner chose to a party what would you make the loser wear?

Ever stolen a streaker or skinny dippers clothing?
I have had friends streak across the yard or down the street at parties but I have never stolen their clothes.

What was the most embarrassing thing you’ve done on a dare or because you lost a bet?
It is hard to pick, I've done various humiliating tasks for dares but if I'd have to choose, I'd pick the time where I had to ask my neighbor if she had any sex toys. It was an indescribable feeling that was incredibly humiliating, something I will certainly remember for a very long time!

If you won a bet where the loser could only wear whatever the winner chose to a party what would you make the loser wear?
It depends on the person and the party. If it was somebody I knew well, I'd make it a little embarrassing for them. I wouldn't cross a line that would make it extremely uncomfortable for them, I'm not that mean, I'd just make it a little embarrassing. If it was a guy, maybe a thong and I'd make him make it a little visible, just peeking over the waistband of his jeans but I wouldn't make it too noticeable. If it was a girl, maybe a short skirt with no panties underneath, or a low cut shirt to expose her cleavage.

[The Slutty Princess]

Originally Posted by Cenobite1992

Is it possible that you're sexual orientation is extremely close to 3 on the Kinsey (equally bi) but that your romantic orientation is 0 (completely straight)?

... I actually didn't know that those could be two different things either, but apparently a lot of people are bi on one and mono on the other

I think that is a really good way to describe myself! I'd say I am certainly around a three on the Kinsey scale and a 0 for my romantic orientation. It is a little hard to explain. Sometimes, I am aroused by how other girls look, whether it is out of jealousy or not. Sometimes I find a certain outfit on another girl to be very cute and almost arousing but I think this is a little common in girls. We are much more open to these things than men. Men tend not to look at others clothing and comment on how it looks, rather women tend to look at others clothing and comment on it. When I develop friendships, I tend to often think of a few sexual thoughts about that person, or you develop a certain "love" for a friend. Someone you know that will listen to you and help you is very easy to fall in love with. They are not necessarily someone that I'd marry, but they are someone I love for their personality or even their looks which draws me to think sexually of them at times. Again, I think this is much more common in women than it is in men. I think all women have a "Bi" side to them. That is why I put, I have Bi tendencies. I have a tendency to think about women in other, sexual ways. It is quite easy once you have developed such a strong relationship with them.

As for my friend Jane, I see her this way at times. Most of the time I see her as my best friend, someone that cares about me, a shoulder to cry on. We have been friends since Middle School and I guess, over time, my thoughts have tended to change on her. I find her very attractive and I love her. Though my love is not a way in which I'd consider marriage, just someone I'd really like to have around in my life. I'd be lying if I told you I never had sexual thoughts about a friend, and I think if you said the same, you'd be lying as well. These sexual thoughts just grow over time. Yes, I find women to be cute and attractive, but there is not a desire present for a relationship. I find men to be attractive as well and the desire for marrige is present.

I hope this made sense!

[Cenobite1992]

I wouldn't say that it made perfect sense but again then I wouldn't say that any orientation can make perfect sense to somebody with a different one. I, a bisexual biromantic, don't understand what it's like for my boyfriend to be homosexual homoromantic but I still understand that he's not into chicks*.

Glad I could help anyway

*Though he does love girls' clothing, and I'm wondering if that might cause an issue for your idea "all women are at least slightly bi". Josh isn't even remotely interested in girls sexually or romantically but he still notices how girls dress and he notices when a girl is hot enough that someone else might be interested in her. Could that be how straight girls see each other? Aesthetically, but not biologically?

Maybe that should be a third axis: most guys in the world are heterosexual heteroromantic heteroaesthetic whereas most girls are heterosexual heteroromantic biaesthetic?

Because I can assure you that I have gotten far fewer three-ways in my life (and far more slaps in the face, and not in a good way) than I would've gotten if more girls were bisexual.

I also just noticed that my foot note is getting longer than my original message. I should probably stop now

[The Slutty Princess]

Here is a dare that I had completed, it was submitted via PM.

The Dare:
Get naked, but grab your phone/headphones. Now you must go to each family member's room and find an object to fuck yourself with. Get in their bed, and look up a hardcore porn that is longer than 5 minutes. Put in your headphones and start the porn video, making sure it's difficult/impossible to hear if anyone comes home or opens the door. Now mimic everything that happens to the girl in the video, using the object to fuck yourself with as the guy's cock. Follow along with the positions as best you can. Orgasm only when the girl in the video orgasms. If you don't, you must start another video. After you cum, you must wipe the object on their pillow (no hiding it or turning over the pillow), and then return the object without cleaning it. Do this for every bed in the house, and make sure to use different videos each time. After the last one, whichever room you're in, grab a clean pair of their underwear and use it to clean off your juices, and then put it back where you found it. It's your choice which room you choose to do last.


My Report:
With my parents at work, my sister at a friend’s house, and my brother at basketball practice, I had the entire house to me, myself, and I. Stripping naked in my room, I grabbed my phone and headphones off my dresser and left my pile of clothes on the floor as I made my way out into the hallway. Though I was all alone, I still walked quietly and moved discreetly. Something about being in your silent house, naked, still made my adrenaline rush though I was all alone.

Sister’s Room:
Naked, with my heart racing and my head spinning, I crept across the hallway and into my sister’s room. Her bed was neatly made, her room well-kept, and spotless. Grabbing her hairbrush from the dresser, I sat down on her bed and crawled underneath the comforter. I plugged the headphones into my phone and began searching PornHub for a video to watch. I looked through the recommended videos and clicked on a video from the PropertySex series, starring Gia Paige. With the headphones in, I started the video as the conversations filled my ears, blocking out the eerie silence in the house. Of course, I couldn’t act out their conversation so I waited until Gia began giving her blowjob. As soon as she started sucking, I started sucking on the wooden hairbrush handle. It was a little awkward. I tried to copy her every move, licking it when she licked the cock and sucking it while she sucked. The feeling of watching porn in my sister’s bed and trying to re-enact it was overwhelmingly arousing as I soon felt myself get wet and tingly as I sucked the handle, imagining as though it was a cock. I found Gia to be quite attractive as well, maybe because she looks like one of my friends, and that quickly helped me get into the mood as well. As soon as the scene switched to Gia beginning to get fucked, I switched the hairbrush, now covered in my saliva, to my dripping wet pussy and slowly put it inside me as it stretched me. Once inside my horny, tight pussy, I began thrusting it in and out, trying to match Gia’s excitement, thrill, and pleasure as she was fucked, matching each and every position and keeping pace with how fast or how slow she was getting fucked. I copied her position, lying on my back with my legs spread before she switched into doggy style. I tried to match her moans though it was hard since I was always a second behind. Usually, when I masturbated, I tried to keep my moans to myself but now that I was all alone, I let them out, nice and loud as they filled the silent house. It was actually really arousing. I tried to put all my attention into the video, trying to feel the pleasure Gia felt and acted as though I was actually being fucked. As soon as Gia switched into her last position, I did as well, laying on my side with one leg straight in the hair, letting the hairbrush do its magic as I rapidly pumped it in an out. It was hard to tell exactly when Gia had reached climax but I thought she had reached a climax in the last scene and I tried as well. Though I did not reach climax at the same time, I did it seconds after. As I reached climax, I closed my eyes and slowed the pace. My back arched and I flung my head back onto my sister’s soft pillows, orgasming violently. It was actually really fun to re-enact the video, trying to mimic every movement, the pace, and even the feelings and I couldn’t wait to try it again. Crawling out from underneath the covers, I could feel that I had soaked the sheets and the comforter. I was dripping wet. Sex coated the hairbrush handle along with my hand and my thighs. I peeled over the comforter and looked at the mess I had made. There was a small stain on the sheets along with a small stain on the comforter. It made me feel a little dirty and naughty as I put the comforter back over the stains and put the hairbrush back on the dresser. I didn’t wash it off, rather, I wiped it on her pillow, making another small stain. I made sure that I wiped it quite clean before I put it back. The stain was visible but I wasn’t too nervous since I knew she wouldn’t be home for awhile and I hoped it’d dry by then. With the room looking the same as it had previously, I exited the room and snuck across the hallway and into my brother’s room.

Brother's Room:
My brother’s door was closed and I opened it slowly. I don’t know why. I knew I was all alone but my fears and nerves were still present as I snuck around the house naked. I cautiously walked around his room, trying not to disturb anything until I found the object I’d use. On his nightstand, he had a small, plastic bottle of Adidas cologne. The bottle was about 3 inches long, maybe 4, and about 2 inches wide. It wasn’t that big but nevertheless, it pleasured me. Unlike my sister’s room, his room was a mess. The bed was not made as I crawled into it, pushing the comforter to the side and just laid on the bare sheets. Being in my brother’s room naked aroused me a little more. It smelt of “boy”, a mixture of dirty clothes, sweat, and cologne, which actually aroused me. I was already dripping wet having orgasmed just minutes ago in my sister's bed. Again, I popped the headphones in my ears and began my search on PornHub for a video that intrigued me. Sticking to the recommended videos, I stuck with Gia Paige and clicked on a video that had a thumbnail of her masturbating on a bed. Again, I began mimicking all of her moves. I started with playing with my nipples as she had done, gently circling my rosy, red and hard nipples as Gia had done. Following her movements, I pulled on my nipples for a few seconds, making them even harder, before I began grouping each breast at the same time. As she lay down on the bed, I did as well. I began running my hands all over my body, legs in the air, just as Gia had done. It was actually really arousing! The combination of her soft voice, her cute giggle, and the fact that I was doing this in my brother’s room was quite overwhelming and pleasurable. As Gia changed positions, I did as well, laying on my back, legs spread. With one hand behind my head and one hand on my pussy, I began rubbing my moist pussy, matching her pace. I slowly thrust the cologne bottle in my tight, wet pussy. Though Gia did not have any toy to fuck with, I figured I could still copy her moves and rub myself as the bottle acted as a plug. I rubbed myself for minutes, my hand becoming soaked in my sex before I switched over to the doggy position just as Gia did. I continued rubbing myself in the position, letting Gia’s moans, sighs, and breathing arouse me even more. Again, I did this until Gia switched positions. I was already extremely horny and really wanted to orgasm and I was glad Gia orgasmed in the next scene. I got into her position, sitting upright on the bed with my legs spread, rubbing my stuffed pussy just as she did. I tried matching her emotions, letting her moans take over me. As soon as she reached orgasm, I did seconds later, spilling more of my sex on the bed. My brother’s bed appeared to be more soaked than my sisters. My sex covered my hand and the bottle as I slowly removed it. Again, I left a stain on his bed sheets which appeared to be slightly larger than the one I had left on my sister’s bed. I wiped the bottle clean on his pillow, leaving a small stain before putting the bottle back and exiting the room. I didn’t bother trying to cover up the stains as I figured they would dry and be invisible by the time he is home. Closing the door behind me, I walked through the hall and down the stairs.



Parent’s Room:
I was somewhat use to walking around naked upstairs, it was something I did numerous times for other dares. Being naked downstairs gave me a different, awkward, and nervous feeling. I peeked open my parent’s bedroom door and slipped inside. Like normal, their room was neat and clean, with the bed made. I tried not to ruffle the covers as I crawled on top of the bed. It was certainly a different feeling. It was almost a scary feeling to be naked in your own parent’s bedroom but it also felt “wrong” and naughty at the same time, providing a thrill for myself. Again, I lay out on the large bed and began searching PornHub on my phone for a video that intrigued me. I found a video of an unknown actress fucking another actor on a bed and I clicked on the thumbnail. Sorry, I forgot the name of the video. I popped the headphones in my ears and before starting the video, I began my search for an object. I spotted my object quickly, selecting a large flashlight that sat atop of my father’s dresser. With the flashlight in hand, I returned to the bed, spreading out across the bed. I was already dripping wet, my body filled with mixed emotions of naughtiness, horniness, and of course, nervousness. Starting the video, I began to mimic the actresses movements. The video started off rather quickly, with both people laying down, the long haired brunette already sprawled across the bed. The man began by teasing her, rubbing his cock across her labia. I did the same with the flashlight, rubbing it slowly and softly at the same pace as the man, teasing myself. As the man slowly slid his hard, throbbing cock inside her, I mimicked her moan and slipped the flashlight in as well. I was getting lost in a trace, trying to act and feel exactly what the actress was feeling. I stayed in the laid back, legs spread, fucking myself with the flashlight at the same pace as the actor. It was minutes of great sex before they finally switched positions, switching to her leaning on the pillows, nearly doing the splits as the actor fucked her. I tried my best to copy the position. I was dripping wet and my sex was dripping all over the light gray comforter, creating small dark spots all over. I tried to do the splits and got as far as I could and began fucking the flashlight again. I did this for a few minutes until the position switched in the video. This time, the girl was simply doing the reverse cowgirl. I pictured the large-handled flashlight as the cock, resting the light part on the bed and I faced the closed windows as I slowly began to ride the flashlight, acting and picturing it as though it was a large cock. The pleasure was absolutely great and I had a hard time concentrating on the video, I was so lost in a trance! The girl picked up her pace, riding it faster and faster as she approached climax. I was approaching climax as well and I copied her pace, listening to her deep and loud moans as she rode, letting them engulf me until I cam seconds after she cam. Following her orgasm, the man pulled out and the video ended with a cum-shot to the face. My pussy was soaked. My thighs were dripping with sex. My hand covered in sex and the flashlight handle completely drenched in my sex. I took the flashlight and wiped it on my mother’s white pillow. I wiped one side of the flashlight on my mother’s pillow and the other half of the flashlight on my father’s pillow, leaving a large wet stain on both pillows. The small dark gray spots, along with the sex on each pillow, was quite visible. it made me feel really naughty and dirty as I put the cleaned flashlight back on the dresser before sneaking out of the room.

[The Slutty Princess]

Another dare I had got via PM. Here is the dare and my report on the adventure!

The Dare:
Wearing just a pair of yoga pants and a sports bra, you're to go for a run. Assign your toys (the 11-inch dildo, 12-inch double-sided dildo, clothes pegs, alligator clamps, shoe laces) a number one through 5, and then roll a dice to pick an order to use the toys. Your vibrating egg will be the last one no matter what.

Go for a run, and every 10 minutes, stop and find a place to hide. Insert/put on your toy (whatever you rolled first). Then do 3 minutes of exercising in place (jumping jacks, squats, whatever you like) and 3 minutes of playing with the toy (if possible depending where you are hiding). Then with the toy in/on, run another 10 minutes. Then get to the next place, take out the first toy and put in/on the second. Repeat this until you've cycled through each toy. When you get to the last one (the egg), make sure it's on high. Run until you've had an orgasm. If this isn't possible after 10-15 minutes, sit down on a public bench in plain sight and orgasm there.


My Report:

I had awoken well before the rest of family. This was quite typical for weekends as I had generally run each and every morning whether it was rain or shine. I rolled myself off the bed and wiped the sleep from my eyes, making my way to my dresser. I slid on a pair of black, skin tight yoga pants and a tight, yellow sports bra before I packed all my toys into a drawstring bag and put it around my back. I had a list that I had randomly selected an order in which toy I would use first. It was a relatively beautiful and warm morning in the mid-forties. With 6 toys in my bag, I knew the run would last over an hour but it was certainly something I was capable of. I run quite often and I was capable of running for an hour or so if I steadied my pace, though it would still be a challenge. Standing in my driveway, I started my app on my iphone and began the music. The crisp morning air was a little cold at first but I was filled with warmth from the sweat. I knew the best spot to do this task would be to do it on a bike and running trail that extended almost 12 miles. It had been a railroad way back in the day but now it is just a gravel path used for biking and jogging. Coming from a small town, the trail was often deserted. I ran it often because of its seclusion in which I enjoy while I run, I am not much of a person that likes to run in town as everyone watches you. Every now and then, a biker or jogging would pass but it wasn’t quite often, and the trail was nearly straight the entire way, allowing me to be able to see for quite a long distance ahead of me. After getting on the gravel trail, I began to pick up my pace a little bit. The trail was deserted from what I could see. It was a beautiful morning, the sun was shining through the canopy of trees providing me a little warmth of light. Through the music blasting in my ears, I felt and heard the toys bouncing around in the bag as I ran, hearing the crunch of the gravel with every step, my breath, and the few birds and chipmunks that ran around. I kept the music turned down more than I usually did, if I was doing something this daring, I wanted to make sure I would be able to hear anyone that may be on the trail. I ran at a steady pace before I had reached ten minutes. Having reached the minutes, I slowed to a stop. I was breathing quite hard and I let myself relax and re-catch my breath, pausing my running app on my phone. After a few seconds, I had caught my breath and I removed the drawstring bag from my back. After checking the list on my phone, I retrieved the shoelace from the bag. I had two long strings. Though no one was in sight on the trail, I stepped off the trail and behind a few smaller trees. I was a little nervous but it was more of a naughty feeling as I pulled my sports bra up and over my breasts, letting my sweaty breasts hit the chilly, crisp air. Instantly, my rosy pink nipples grew hard and erect from the chilly air. It gave me a rush of adrenaline and felt incredibly naughty to have my breasts hanging out in front of me! I carefully wrapped each string around the base of my breasts, tying each one straight, but not too tight. With my breasts wrapped, I tucked my sports bra back on. My hard, erect nipples were visible through the fabric which made me feel even naughtier. I stepped back out from the trees and back onto the trail. Still, I saw no one. Standing on the trail, I began my three minutes of exercise, doing a variation of jumping jacks, squats, and lunges, before I started the time and began running. Now I ran with hard and erect nipples, visible through the bra which made me a little aroused, making me moist and feeling even naughtier.

Following another ten minutes of running, I stopped and regained my breathing and relaxed for a few seconds. Still I had not passed or saw a single soul. I took a few steps off the trail but I didn’t hide. I felt a little more daring, removing my sports bra. The shoe laces had kept my nipples hard, erect, and aroused. Both breasts were a brighter red from the tight binding. I untied each shoe lace and returned them to the back and slid my sports bra back over my breasts, as my nipples slowly became a bit softer. After glancing at my list, I removed my double-sided dildo. I knew this one would be an absolute challenge. I had walked with the dildo in both holes but never had I jogged with it stretching me. I looked forward to the new challenge as I slowly pulled my yoga pants down, checking both ways for other people but I did not see anyone. With the coast clear, I used my saliva to lube both ends of the large, blue dildo. With the dildo wet, I slowly worked it into my very tight ass. Something about fucking myself in such a perverse way in public made me feel even hornier and naughty. With the dildo secure in my ass, I bent and stretched the other end towards my dripping wet pussy. The dildo had plenty of room to reach and I stretched it inside me and watched the dildo parted my labia and forced its way inside my tight pussy. The force was enormous. Both ends of the didlo stretched in opposite directions, stretching me out. With the slightest of movements, the dildo moved back and forth, fucking both holes simultaneously. I pulled my yoga pants up, working around the dildo. The skin-tight pants made the dildo quite visible, appearing as a large bulge in my pants. I did a few jumping jacks, squats, and lunges again. It was certainly uncomfortable as I started my music and began running. Uncomfortable yet very pleasurable. With every step, the dildo rocked its way into one hole, before rocking its way back into the next hole with the next step. It was an unbelievable amount of pleasure and discomfort as I had to slow down my pace a bit. I ran and ran, the dildo became covered in sweat, my holes becoming tired from the constant fucking and stretching. It was actually a little painful but the pleasure and the music blasting in my ear helped to drown out the pain. Following the ten minutes, I stopped and paused my music. I removed the dildo and cleaned it of my sex by wiping it on my pants. Both my holes felt the chilling air flow through the small gape and it was actually a little arousing.

I pulled out the list and prepared my next toy, the clothes pegs. I didn’t bring many, just a handful, amounting to 8 in total. I used all eight, putting one on my clit, one on each labia, one on each nipple, and put the last three on my bare belly. Believe me, they hurt. The tight yoga pants pushed and pulled each clothespin in different, vert uncomfortable and painful positions as did the sports bra as both clothespins were secured tightly. The clothespin that bothered me the most was the one on my clit. It was the most sensitive part of my body and the pain was just awful! I didn’t want to waste much time, I wanted to escape the pain as soon as I could. Again, I did a few jumping jacks, squats, and lunges until three minutes had passed. During the jumping jacks, two of the clothespins on my belly had fallen off but I had put them back on. Following the three minutes, the clothespins were already providing a great deal of discomforts and pain and I started my music and began running. For the first time, while running, I had seen my first person. The young man was biking in my direction, coming from behind me. I kept to the left as he approached but since he had come from behind me, he did not see the clothespins, which were all concealed besides the ones on my belly. Multiple times, the clothespins on my belly fell off and I had to stop and put them back on. The sports bra and yoga pants kept the others secured. It was rather an easy run as the pain and discomfort were lost as I got into a trance. Following the ten minutes of running, I slowed to a stop, instantly feeling the pain delivered from the clothespins. I started with the ones the hurt the least, pulling each clothespin off my belly very gently. The pinched skin was pale and soon turned pink to red as the blood rushed back in. That was the worst part about clamps, taking them off. The pain of the blood rushing back into the pinched skin is always the worst pain. Following my stomach, I rolled up my sports bra and removed both from my sore, hard nipples as a wave of pain shot through my body. Removing the one from my clit was the worse pain out of them all. It hurt terribly. After removing all the clothespins, I put them back in the bag and removed the list and retrieved my next toy on the list, the dildo.

My holes were still loose, dripping wet, and agape as I pulled my yoga pants down after making sure the coast was clear. Again, I wetted the dildo using my mouth again before I slowly slid it inside me. I shoved it a few inches inside and pulled up my yoga pants. The yoga pants pushed the dildo further inside me. Again, a bulge was visible from the front of my pants and it was embarrassing, making it appear as though I had a penis. With the dildo deep inside me, I did squats, lunges, and jumping jacks before starting my music. I was near the end of the trail, near the city. I was drenched in sweat and absolutely exhausted but I turned around, it was now time to trek back to my town. I was lucky, having only run into one person on the way here but I wouldn’t have the same luck on my way back. With my music blasting in my ear, my pussy stretched to discomfort, I began running. Again, the discomfort was present. The dildo moved back and forth, fucking me as I ran. It was pleasurable, don’t get me wrong, but while running, it is quite uncomfortable and distracting. Multiple times, I had to stop running and adjust the dildo since it slipped out a few times. About 8 minutes into my run, I could see that I was approaching a couple who were running directly at me. I kept to my left as they approached. I could feel the embarrassment fill me along with the rush of adrenaline. I wasn’t running awkward, I appeared completely normal but the large bulge in the front of my pants was obviously visible to them. I recognized the couple from my town, I knew they were both on the fire department, but I did not know their names. This made it a little more embarrassing for me. I don’t even know if they noticed it. Their facial expressions did not tell me. Nevertheless, if they did or didn’t see the bulge, it embarrassed me but also excited me and made me feel naughty. Once I had reached ten minutes, I halted to a stop. My body was really aching. I had gone for a run the other night and I could certainly still feel it in my legs. I was exhausted. I didn’t see anyone on the trail so I took a few steps off the trail and pulled my pants little ways down and removed the dildo and putting it back in the bag. next, I removed the two alligator clamps and rolled my sports bra up and over my breasts.

My nipples grew harder as soon as they touched the cold air. They were still semi-sore from the clothespins but they had healed well in the little time. I pinched each clamp onto my nipples, the “alligator” teeth shredding my tiny, rosy-pink, sensitive nipples. I winced in pain as I clamped each one on. They hurt much, much worse than the clothespins. The pain was enormous as I rolled my bra back over my breasts which only pushed the clamps against my nipples, intensifying the pain. Quickly, I began my exercising, doing a set of squats, lunges, jumping jacks, and knee tucks, until three minutes had been attained. I began my music again and resumed my long, exhausting run. I tried to focus my mind on my surroundings, the music, or even just the pace of my running, but I couldn’t get my mind off the pain that both my nipples were in. The pain was torturous, my nipples were irritated and inflamed with pain. The ten minutes of running felt like thirty. It was awful. As soon as I reached ten minutes, I halted to a stop. Seeing that no one was in sight, I took a few steps of the trail and rolled my bra up very carefully. As I rolled the bra up, I brushed against the clamps, causing my to grimace with more pain. The vice-like clamps were unbearable, I couldn’t keep them on for any longer. My nipples were pale as I unclamped each one, which hurt even more. You’d think taking them off would be a relief but it actually provides excruciating pain! Once they were off, I tossed them back into the bag. I looked around and still, I saw no one. Before I begun, I tried to soothe my extremely sore nipples by rubbing them very gently. Once the pain had subsided a little bit, it was time to begin again as I adjusted my bra back over my breasts. I had used up all my toys, the only one left was the vibrating egg, my favorite.

Putting the torturous alligator clamps back, I grabbed the small purple plastic egg. I rolled the egg around on my pussy, wetting it with my sex. Once it was nice and wet, I turned the switch to the highest setting and worked it inside me until it sat snug. The egg worked its magic from the beginning, pumping waves of pleasure throughout my body. The pleasure felt much better than what I just had previously experienced. Standing there, it was hard to concentrate on other things besides the enormous amount of pleasure I was feeling. My whole body was tingling with excitement as I did squats, lunges, knee tucks, and jumping jacks before beginning my run. As the egg pumped vibrations of waves, my pussy continued to pump out more and more of my sticky sex, covering the crotch of my yoga pants. As I ran, the egg began to become less of a distraction. My body was more focused on my exhausted organs and muscles than it was on the pleasure and I really couldn’t feel the vibrations as much once I found my running pace. This made it difficult to concentrate on the pleasure, therefore, I was unable to orgasm as I ran but after ten minutes, I was back in town and off the trail. Having hit the paved road, I slowed down. There was a small little map of the trail with a bench right next to it, I needed to rest and orgasm. Exhausted, I dragged myself to the bench and sat down. The trail went right through a small street and where I sat, I was clearly visible from the road only being about 15 feet from the road. The road was empty but an apartment building and a few houses were surrounding me. I didn’t want to worry about being seen and if I was seen, it would be best if I did not know. I closed my eyes. My breathing filled me, it was all that I could hear though all that I could feel was the constant, strong vibrations. With my eyes closed, I tried to concentrate and orgasm but I was unable to. I tried for a few minutes but I was unable to reach an orgasm or even come close to reaching one. I guess I was just too tired. I started the running app and got off the bench and ran home, with the egg still going. Upon getting home, I removed the egg and showered.

Thank you for the dare, it was really a lot of work! My running app had projected my run to be 67 minutes but the pleasure and discomfort must have slowed me down quite a bit as I ended my run around 75 minutes. Though I did not see many people nor did many people see me, it was still an extremely fun and humiliating dare. Something about doing those perverse things in public really excited me. Even if it was just flashing my breasts for a few seconds to put a few clamps on, it still gave me quite a thrill.

[The Slutty Princess]

Another dare I had received via PM from my Master. I hope you enjoy my report!

The Dare:
You will begin by rubbing baby oil all over your body and really good on your legs and ass.
Next, you must drink one full glass of water or tea.
Next, you will get dressed in your outfit.
Next, you will turn on your vibrating egg on high and then inserted it into your very tight pussy.
Next, you will drink another glass of water or tea.
Next, you will head off to the mall.
Next, you will find a shoe department store
Next, you will bend over as you are looking at the shoes displays.
Next, you must show your ass, at least, one time in each store.
Next, you must get a sales clerk to help you, that is male.
Next, you must spread your legs apart as you are sitting there trying on the shoes.
Next, once you have finished at all the stores, you must go to the bathroom and take the last stall.
Next, you must get completely naked.
Next, you will edge three times.
Next, you will masturbate and orgasm twice.
Next, you will get dressed.
Next, you may leave the mall and go back home.
Next, when you get home, you must make sure that your bedroom door is open half way.
Next, you must get completely naked.
Next, you must grab your 11" dildo from under your bed.
Next, you must lay on your bed with your legs spread wide apart and up in the air.
Next, you must edge three times.
Next, you must deep throat your 11" dildo while you are masturbating and orgasm three times.
Next, once you are done, then you may pull out your vibrating egg and then turn it off.

My Report:

Thank you for the dare! I needed some new running shoes, my old ones were almost a year old, so this dare was planned perfectly! Before dressing, I slathered a good amount of baby oil on my body, making sure to cover every inch of my butt and legs. The baby oil made my skin feel smooth and soft and made it appear shiny. Next, I dressed, dressing in a loose red blouse with a short white skirt with nothing but my bare skin beneath the outfit. The blouse was loose but my small breasts were still visible. I liked the skirt as it rested slightly above my knees, showing off my legs nicely. After I was dressed, I sat down on my bed and retrieved my vibrating egg, turning it on the highest setting and working it inside my tight, moist pussy until it sat snug inside, pumping powerful, pleasurable waves through my body, making me tingle with excitement. I made my way down the stairs and drank a full glass of water and filled a water bottle bringing it with me to the car. On my way to the mall, I sipped on the water bottle until it was empty.

It was about mid-afternoon when I arrived at the mall. The mall was quite busy and it took me a little while before I found a parking spot near the front entrance. I entered the mall and made my way towards Finish Line. The store was not very busy as I entered. It was quite a small store. Shoe racks filled the walls, in the back of the store was the checkout and a few snapbacks and shirts. To the right were the men’s shoes, to the left were the women’s shoes. I began by looking at the women’s running shoes, looking at all the different array of shoes. As I looked, I pretended to find interest in a baby blue pair of Nikes on the bottom. Keeping my legs straight, I slowly bent myself over and picked up the shoe. As soon as I bent over, I felt my skirt ride up my leg, exposing my ass to both the customers and the employees behind me. I felt my face grow red and it made me feel extremely naughty, giving me a rush of adrenaline. Something about flashing really excited me, it made me feel naughty but sexy at the same time. It was very humiliating. I made sure to continue to look at the baby blue shoe in my hand. I didn’t want to look around, I didn’t want to know if anyone had seen my shiny butt or not! I wanted to make it seem as though I did not notice that my skirt was half way up my waist. After putting the shoe back, I straighten myself out and adjusted my skirt. Within seconds, an employee came over to help me. Though you wanted it to be a male, a young brunette female had come to help me. It may have been store policy that the women employees show aid women customers but I’m not sure, I just rolled with it. The young girl asked if I needed any help and I told her I would like to try on the pair of shoes I pointed to. They were a pink, light blue, and purple pair of Nike shoes on the top shelf. She asked me for my size, in which I responded with 7. The young brunette had told me she would retrieve them from the back and left. I’ll admit, I was a little embarrassed just talking to her. I usually wasn’t the type that easily was shy but I was not sure if she had seen my butt when I bent over for the baby blue shoes, which made me get a little embarrassed.

Eventually, she came back with a shoe box and I sat down on the bench. The young girl seemed relaxed. She was obviously use to interacting with customers but I, on the other hand, were nervous. I could feel beads of perspiration forming on my face. I didn’t like talking to strangers in the first place but this was worse. I had no idea if the girl had seen me flash previously. Maybe she thought it was an accident or better yet, she never had seen me in the first place. The young girl handed me one pair of the shoes. I took the shoe and set it on the bench beside me. Her boldness and kindness relaxed me and made me less nervous. I removed my shoes and sat further back on the bench. I was tense. I could feel my face grow red as, once again, the felt the tight white skin slowly curl and work its way up my ass. My head was racing, my heart was beating extremely fast. I slightly spread my legs. Though slightly spread, I knew the view would be quite visible. I glanced her every few seconds to see if I could catch her looking but I never did see her glance. Though I was incredibly humiliated and nervous, I still felt a rush of adrenaline and that rush pushed me to do more. With both shoes on my feet, I put one foot up on the bench, causing my skirt to ride up my waist even more and giving the young brunette an even better view than she had before. I kept watch on her out of the corner of my eye as I tied the shoe before doing the same with the other shoe in the same exact position. This time, I noticed that she gave it a quick glance. Her reaction was a little funny but it made me embarrassed. As soon as she glanced up my skirt, she quickly looked away. Her face got a little darker but other than that, she did not seem too embarrassed. Her expression rather revealed that she looked a little uncomfortable though she was still polite. With both shoes on, I stood up. The young girl asked me how they felt as she bent down and felt around on the shoes, making sure they were snug and fit right. I told her they felt great and I took a few steps around in them before taking them off. The young brunette waited as I took each shoe off. Again, I repeated my same position, putting one leg up on the bench to give her a clear view of my pussy that probably glistened with my clear, sticky sex. I could feel that it was quite moist, I was hornier than all hell. I kept watch of her out of the corner of my eye as I put the shoes back in the shoebox and put my shoes back on. Again, she still seemed a little uncomfortable and she tried not to look though she gave it a few very, very quick glances here and there. Once my shoes were on, I followed her to the checkout and proceeded to buy the shoes.

With the newly purchased shoes in hand, I exited the store. There was only one more shoe department store in the mall, Payless Shoes. I never really liked the store since all the shoes were cheaply made, off-name brand shoes. Plus, the employees did not help you try on the shoes. There were only two employees in the store, a cashier, and a stocker. Since they would not be able to assist me as I tried on shoes, I figured I would try and flash them a few times. Again, the store was a little empty, despite it being a busy day. I counted four customers walking around, along with the two employees. The store consisted of shoes on the back, left, and right walls, with four shelves of shoes in the middle. The checkout was in the front of the store. I shopped around a little and decided I would try on a pair of boots that were my size. I wasn’t interested in buying them, I just needed some plan of attack to flash at least one of the employees. I sat down on a bench at the end of the shelf in the front of the store. The bench was perfect. Not only did it face the young man behind the checkout counter, but it faced the entrance of the store and the crowds of people that walked past. This made me nervous but excited. I was soaking wet, just thinking about the previous thrill but now, I had the chance to flash many more people. Sitting on the bench, I slowly parted my legs. The cool air rushed over my bare pussy, making me even hornier and more excited. The egg was doing its wonders, making me soaking wet. I knew that anyone looking between my legs could see quite far up my skirt. This made me excited but I tried to look as though I had no idea I was flashing the surrounding people. I nonchalantly put on one of the boots and stood up. Now was my time to look around. I quickly glared around at my surroundings. I didn’t notice anyone, in particular, looking at me. I tried to act natural, walking around with the boot on, feeling where my toes were, and wiggling my foot around inside the boot. I could feel that my face was red but this time, I wasn’t as humiliated or nervous. I was more thrilled than anything. I was extremely aroused by the whole thing, even if I didn’t see anyone that had seen me. Casually, I sat back down and took off the boot. The entire time, I kept my legs open, my sex visible to anyone that happened to look up my skirt! After taking off the boot and putting my shoe back on, I grabbed my running shoes I had purchased and left the store, heading to the bathrooms.

I walked through the food court, to the end of the mall and went into the women’s restroom. I always tried to choose the bathrooms on the far end of the mall since it held a view vacant stores and usually the bathrooms were not as busy as the others. As I entered, I noticed a woman had occupied one of the middle stalls and another older woman had been washing her hands. The older women looked at me and I smiled at her and walked past her, taking the last stall. With the stall door shut, I sat down on the closed toilet and pulled my skirt down to my knees to make it appear as though I was using the bathroom. I waited patiently for the woman, a few stalls down from me, to leave. I was extremely aroused. My body was screaming to be touched and as soon as they girl got up and pulled up her jeans, I began touching myself, rubbing my clit slowly. After washing her hands, the woman exited the bathroom, leaving me in the silent, deserted bathroom. It was an awkward silence, I could hear nothing but the faint sounds of people talking and walking outside, further in the mall. My body was burning inside, I had been aroused since arriving at the mall and it had taken every ounce of strength not to touch myself in the excitement of the shoe stores. With the bathroom all to myself, I removed my blouse and slid my skirt off over my shoes. I set my purse down next to the toilet and rested my skirt and blouse atop of the purse, off of the dirty bathroom floor. I kept my socks and shoes on, that way if someone did enter, it would not look awkward to see bare feet under the stall. I could feel the water kick in as I sat on the cold toilet seat lid but I refrained from releasing my bladder. It was a little chilly in the bathroom as my hair stood straight up, this only intensified the urge to touch myself. Soon, I began running my hands all over my body, rubbing my rosy red nipples until they were hard and erect. I worked my hands down from my breasts to my legs, resting a hand atop of soaking wet pussy. I slowly began to rub my tiny clit in a circular motion. I leaned back and closed my eyes, letting the pleasure engulf me. I really didn’t even need to use my fingers, the egg was still pumping constant, pleasurable waves throughout my body. I kept my eyes closed as I rubbed, concentrating on the powerful vibrations, letting the pleasure fill me to the brim. I had already been immensely turned on from the thrill of flashing complete strangers, so it wasn’t long until I had approached a climax. I continued my rubbing until I got very close to orgasm before pulling my hand away. It was extremely hard to refrain from orgasming as the egg continued to vibrate excessively fast, causing me to crave an orgasm even more. I managed to successfully edge and I calmed down for a few seconds before I began rubbing myself again, repeating the process. As soon as I got close to orgasm, I removed my hand. I tried to think about other things that weren’t sexual, anything the didn’t turn me on. I controlled my breathing, breathing much slower before I successfully edged once again. Again, after relaxing for a few seconds, I began rubbing myself, waiting to approach orgasm. As soon as I was close, I pulled my hand away and slowed my breathing until I edged for the third and final time. I was happy with myself. I had become pretty good with edging since starting. Now it was time to reward my dripping wet and stimulated pussy. I kept my eyes closed and began rubbing myself, concentrating on the powerful vibrations. I continued for only a few seconds until the restroom door swung open, causing me to tense up and stop rubbing myself, ruining my train of thought. I was a little nervous as I could feel myself start to sweat a little more not, this time, the sweat was not from the pleasure, but from nerves. I waited for the girl to finish up in the stall and leave before I began again. The first orgasm did not take me long to reach. I had already brewed one up inside me since arriving at the mall and it had been begging to be set free since then. As I got close to climax, I drained out all the sounds around me. My breathing increased, my body tensed up, and I swung my head back. Biting my lip to refrain from letting out any loud moan, I orgasmed violently. A very small moan, almost a sigh of relief, escaped but was not audible. My sex dripped from my hand, covered a little bit of my thighs, and dripped onto the toilet seat. I wiped my hand off with some toilet paper before I continued. Despite having just orgasmed, I was still sexually aroused and electrified. I slowed down my rubbing, this time, my hand had been tired from the first orgasm so I let the egg do most of the work. Minutes later, I orgasmed yet again, spilling more sex on my hand, thighs, and toilet seat. Feeling refreshed and much better, I cleaned up the toilet seat, thighs, and hand before I put my skirt and shirt back on. I washed my hands at the sink, grabbed my purse, and exited the bathroom and the mall, returning to my car in the parking lot.

Returning home, I found that both my mother and sister were gone. This worked out nice for me since my sister’s bedroom is right across from my room. Walking up the stairs, I saw that my brother’s bedroom door was closed and it sounded as though he was playing video games, another lucky charm for me. I closed my door about halfway. My bed was right in front of the door, so even with the door half closed, my entire bed was nearly visible to anyone that walked past. I tried to stay out of the view, stripping off my clothes behind the concealment of the parted door. Once naked, I retrieved my dildo from beneath my bed. I laid down on my bed and spread my legs. Again, I closed my eyes. It was hard to keep them closed since I was a little nervous but I felt confident that my brother would stay in his room, the only other people in the house were my dad and my dog. My dad had no business coming upstairs and I didn’t care if my dog saw me! With my eyes closed, I began to rub my soaking wet pussy, absorbing every pleasurable and powerful wave produced by the egg. The egg had kept me horny on the way back from the mall so I approached an orgasm fast, but pulled away at the last second and fought the urge off until I had successfully edged. Again, I repeated my process until I had three edges completed, pulling away my hand right as I was about to climax, fighting off the urge, reducing my breathing, and trying to think of other things that were not sexual. After three edges, I could feel that I had brewed an orgasm inside me and that orgasm was begging to be released. I laid back on the bed and put my legs in the air and spread them wide. I glanced outside of my room and listened. I could still hear my brother’s TV so I felt safe as I began rubbing myself, this time, I inserted the dry dildo into my mouth. The dildo was soon covered with my saliva. With one hand, I rubbed my clit, with the other hand, I thrusted the dildo in and out of my mouth, very slowly. Each time, I shoved the dildo as far down as I could, until it hit my gag reflex. I loved the feeling. It was extremely arousing and I managed to orgasm quite easily the first time, keeping my lip bite, to ensure I would not make a sound. Again, I repeated the process twice more, orgasming twice more. By the time I was done, the dildo was covered in saliva, my throat and mouth were sore, my thighs, hands, and bed sheets were covered with my sticky sex, and I felt great. After removing the egg and turning it off, I cleaned up, washing my hands and toys. It was almost time for work, so I decided to shower.
I hope you enjoyed my report as much as I enjoyed the wonderful, entertaining, dare!

[MasterDaddy02]

Originally Posted by The Slutty Princess

Another dare I had received via PM from my Master. I hope you enjoy my report!

The Dare:
You will begin by rubbing baby oil all over your body and really good on your legs and ass.
Next, you must drink one full glass of water or tea.
Next, you will get dressed in your outfit.
Next, you will turn on your vibrating egg on high and then inserted it into your very tight pussy.
Next, you will drink another glass of water or tea.
Next, you will head off to the mall.
Next, you will find a shoe department store
Next, you will bend over as you are looking at the shoes displays.
Next, you must show your ass, at least, one time in each store.
Next, you must get a sales clerk to help you, that is male.
Next, you must spread your legs apart as you are sitting there trying on the shoes.
Next, once you have finished at all the stores, you must go to the bathroom and take the last stall.
Next, you must get completely naked.
Next, you will edge three times.
Next, you will masturbate and orgasm twice.
Next, you will get dressed.
Next, you may leave the mall and go back home.
Next, when you get home, you must make sure that your bedroom door is open half way.
Next, you must get completely naked.
Next, you must grab your 11" dildo from under your bed.
Next, you must lay on your bed with your legs spread wide apart and up in the air.
Next, you must edge three times.
Next, you must deep throat your 11" dildo while you are masturbating and orgasm three times.
Next, once you are done, then you may pull out your vibrating egg and then turn it off.

My Report:

Thank you for the dare! I needed some new running shoes, my old ones were almost a year old, so this dare was planned perfectly! Before dressing, I slathered a good amount of baby oil on my body, making sure to cover every inch of my butt and legs. The baby oil made my skin feel smooth and soft and made it appear shiny. Next, I dressed, dressing in a loose red blouse with a short white skirt with nothing but my bare skin beneath the outfit. The blouse was loose but my small breasts were still visible. I liked the skirt as it rested slightly above my knees, showing off my legs nicely. After I was dressed, I sat down on my bed and retrieved my vibrating egg, turning it on the highest setting and working it inside my tight, moist pussy until it sat snug inside, pumping powerful, pleasurable waves through my body, making me tingle with excitement. I made my way down the stairs and drank a full glass of water and filled a water bottle bringing it with me to the car. On my way to the mall, I sipped on the water bottle until it was empty.

It was about mid-afternoon when I arrived at the mall. The mall was quite busy and it took me a little while before I found a parking spot near the front entrance. I entered the mall and made my way towards Finish Line. The store was not very busy as I entered. It was quite a small store. Shoe racks filled the walls, in the back of the store was the checkout and a few snapbacks and shirts. To the right were the men’s shoes, to the left were the women’s shoes. I began by looking at the women’s running shoes, looking at all the different array of shoes. As I looked, I pretended to find interest in a baby blue pair of Nikes on the bottom. Keeping my legs straight, I slowly bent myself over and picked up the shoe. As soon as I bent over, I felt my skirt ride up my leg, exposing my ass to both the customers and the employees behind me. I felt my face grow red and it made me feel extremely naughty, giving me a rush of adrenaline. Something about flashing really excited me, it made me feel naughty but sexy at the same time. It was very humiliating. I made sure to continue to look at the baby blue shoe in my hand. I didn’t want to look around, I didn’t want to know if anyone had seen my shiny butt or not! I wanted to make it seem as though I did not notice that my skirt was half way up my waist. After putting the shoe back, I straighten myself out and adjusted my skirt. Within seconds, an employee came over to help me. Though you wanted it to be a male, a young brunette female had come to help me. It may have been store policy that the women employees show aid women customers but I’m not sure, I just rolled with it. The young girl asked if I needed any help and I told her I would like to try on the pair of shoes I pointed to. They were a pink, light blue, and purple pair of Nike shoes on the top shelf. She asked me for my size, in which I responded with 7. The young brunette had told me she would retrieve them from the back and left. I’ll admit, I was a little embarrassed just talking to her. I usually wasn’t the type that easily was shy but I was not sure if she had seen my butt when I bent over for the baby blue shoes, which made me get a little embarrassed.

Eventually, she came back with a shoe box and I sat down on the bench. The young girl seemed relaxed. She was obviously use to interacting with customers but I, on the other hand, were nervous. I could feel beads of perspiration forming on my face. I didn’t like talking to strangers in the first place but this was worse. I had no idea if the girl had seen me flash previously. Maybe she thought it was an accident or better yet, she never had seen me in the first place. The young girl handed me one pair of the shoes. I took the shoe and set it on the bench beside me. Her boldness and kindness relaxed me and made me less nervous. I removed my shoes and sat further back on the bench. I was tense. I could feel my face grow red as, once again, the felt the tight white skin slowly curl and work its way up my ass. My head was racing, my heart was beating extremely fast. I slightly spread my legs. Though slightly spread, I knew the view would be quite visible. I glanced her every few seconds to see if I could catch her looking but I never did see her glance. Though I was incredibly humiliated and nervous, I still felt a rush of adrenaline and that rush pushed me to do more. With both shoes on my feet, I put one foot up on the bench, causing my skirt to ride up my waist even more and giving the young brunette an even better view than she had before. I kept watch on her out of the corner of my eye as I tied the shoe before doing the same with the other shoe in the same exact position. This time, I noticed that she gave it a quick glance. Her reaction was a little funny but it made me embarrassed. As soon as she glanced up my skirt, she quickly looked away. Her face got a little darker but other than that, she did not seem too embarrassed. Her expression rather revealed that she looked a little uncomfortable though she was still polite. With both shoes on, I stood up. The young girl asked me how they felt as she bent down and felt around on the shoes, making sure they were snug and fit right. I told her they felt great and I took a few steps around in them before taking them off. The young brunette waited as I took each shoe off. Again, I repeated my same position, putting one leg up on the bench to give her a clear view of my pussy that probably glistened with my clear, sticky sex. I could feel that it was quite moist, I was hornier than all hell. I kept watch of her out of the corner of my eye as I put the shoes back in the shoebox and put my shoes back on. Again, she still seemed a little uncomfortable and she tried not to look though she gave it a few very, very quick glances here and there. Once my shoes were on, I followed her to the checkout and proceeded to buy the shoes.

With the newly purchased shoes in hand, I exited the store. There was only one more shoe department store in the mall, Payless Shoes. I never really liked the store since all the shoes were cheaply made, off-name brand shoes. Plus, the employees did not help you try on the shoes. There were only two employees in the store, a cashier, and a stocker. Since they would not be able to assist me as I tried on shoes, I figured I would try and flash them a few times. Again, the store was a little empty, despite it being a busy day. I counted four customers walking around, along with the two employees. The store consisted of shoes on the back, left, and right walls, with four shelves of shoes in the middle. The checkout was in the front of the store. I shopped around a little and decided I would try on a pair of boots that were my size. I wasn’t interested in buying them, I just needed some plan of attack to flash at least one of the employees. I sat down on a bench at the end of the shelf in the front of the store. The bench was perfect. Not only did it face the young man behind the checkout counter, but it faced the entrance of the store and the crowds of people that walked past. This made me nervous but excited. I was soaking wet, just thinking about the previous thrill but now, I had the chance to flash many more people. Sitting on the bench, I slowly parted my legs. The cool air rushed over my bare pussy, making me even hornier and more excited. The egg was doing its wonders, making me soaking wet. I knew that anyone looking between my legs could see quite far up my skirt. This made me excited but I tried to look as though I had no idea I was flashing the surrounding people. I nonchalantly put on one of the boots and stood up. Now was my time to look around. I quickly glared around at my surroundings. I didn’t notice anyone, in particular, looking at me. I tried to act natural, walking around with the boot on, feeling where my toes were, and wiggling my foot around inside the boot. I could feel that my face was red but this time, I wasn’t as humiliated or nervous. I was more thrilled than anything. I was extremely aroused by the whole thing, even if I didn’t see anyone that had seen me. Casually, I sat back down and took off the boot. The entire time, I kept my legs open, my sex visible to anyone that happened to look up my skirt! After taking off the boot and putting my shoe back on, I grabbed my running shoes I had purchased and left the store, heading to the bathrooms.

I walked through the food court, to the end of the mall and went into the women’s restroom. I always tried to choose the bathrooms on the far end of the mall since it held a view vacant stores and usually the bathrooms were not as busy as the others. As I entered, I noticed a woman had occupied one of the middle stalls and another older woman had been washing her hands. The older women looked at me and I smiled at her and walked past her, taking the last stall. With the stall door shut, I sat down on the closed toilet and pulled my skirt down to my knees to make it appear as though I was using the bathroom. I waited patiently for the woman, a few stalls down from me, to leave. I was extremely aroused. My body was screaming to be touched and as soon as they girl got up and pulled up her jeans, I began touching myself, rubbing my clit slowly. After washing her hands, the woman exited the bathroom, leaving me in the silent, deserted bathroom. It was an awkward silence, I could hear nothing but the faint sounds of people talking and walking outside, further in the mall. My body was burning inside, I had been aroused since arriving at the mall and it had taken every ounce of strength not to touch myself in the excitement of the shoe stores. With the bathroom all to myself, I removed my blouse and slid my skirt off over my shoes. I set my purse down next to the toilet and rested my skirt and blouse atop of the purse, off of the dirty bathroom floor. I kept my socks and shoes on, that way if someone did enter, it would not look awkward to see bare feet under the stall. I could feel the water kick in as I sat on the cold toilet seat lid but I refrained from releasing my bladder. It was a little chilly in the bathroom as my hair stood straight up, this only intensified the urge to touch myself. Soon, I began running my hands all over my body, rubbing my rosy red nipples until they were hard and erect. I worked my hands down from my breasts to my legs, resting a hand atop of soaking wet pussy. I slowly began to rub my tiny clit in a circular motion. I leaned back and closed my eyes, letting the pleasure engulf me. I really didn’t even need to use my fingers, the egg was still pumping constant, pleasurable waves throughout my body. I kept my eyes closed as I rubbed, concentrating on the powerful vibrations, letting the pleasure fill me to the brim. I had already been immensely turned on from the thrill of flashing complete strangers, so it wasn’t long until I had approached a climax. I continued my rubbing until I got very close to orgasm before pulling my hand away. It was extremely hard to refrain from orgasming as the egg continued to vibrate excessively fast, causing me to crave an orgasm even more. I managed to successfully edge and I calmed down for a few seconds before I began rubbing myself again, repeating the process. As soon as I got close to orgasm, I removed my hand. I tried to think about other things that weren’t sexual, anything the didn’t turn me on. I controlled my breathing, breathing much slower before I successfully edged once again. Again, after relaxing for a few seconds, I began rubbing myself, waiting to approach orgasm. As soon as I was close, I pulled my hand away and slowed my breathing until I edged for the third and final time. I was happy with myself. I had become pretty good with edging since starting. Now it was time to reward my dripping wet and stimulated pussy. I kept my eyes closed and began rubbing myself, concentrating on the powerful vibrations. I continued for only a few seconds until the restroom door swung open, causing me to tense up and stop rubbing myself, ruining my train of thought. I was a little nervous as I could feel myself start to sweat a little more not, this time, the sweat was not from the pleasure, but from nerves. I waited for the girl to finish up in the stall and leave before I began again. The first orgasm did not take me long to reach. I had already brewed one up inside me since arriving at the mall and it had been begging to be set free since then. As I got close to climax, I drained out all the sounds around me. My breathing increased, my body tensed up, and I swung my head back. Biting my lip to refrain from letting out any loud moan, I orgasmed violently. A very small moan, almost a sigh of relief, escaped but was not audible. My sex dripped from my hand, covered a little bit of my thighs, and dripped onto the toilet seat. I wiped my hand off with some toilet paper before I continued. Despite having just orgasmed, I was still sexually aroused and electrified. I slowed down my rubbing, this time, my hand had been tired from the first orgasm so I let the egg do most of the work. Minutes later, I orgasmed yet again, spilling more sex on my hand, thighs, and toilet seat. Feeling refreshed and much better, I cleaned up the toilet seat, thighs, and hand before I put my skirt and shirt back on. I washed my hands at the sink, grabbed my purse, and exited the bathroom and the mall, returning to my car in the parking lot.

Returning home, I found that both my mother and sister were gone. This worked out nice for me since my sister’s bedroom is right across from my room. Walking up the stairs, I saw that my brother’s bedroom door was closed and it sounded as though he was playing video games, another lucky charm for me. I closed my door about halfway. My bed was right in front of the door, so even with the door half closed, my entire bed was nearly visible to anyone that walked past. I tried to stay out of the view, stripping off my clothes behind the concealment of the parted door. Once naked, I retrieved my dildo from beneath my bed. I laid down on my bed and spread my legs. Again, I closed my eyes. It was hard to keep them closed since I was a little nervous but I felt confident that my brother would stay in his room, the only other people in the house were my dad and my dog. My dad had no business coming upstairs and I didn’t care if my dog saw me! With my eyes closed, I began to rub my soaking wet pussy, absorbing every pleasurable and powerful wave produced by the egg. The egg had kept me horny on the way back from the mall so I approached an orgasm fast, but pulled away at the last second and fought the urge off until I had successfully edged. Again, I repeated my process until I had three edges completed, pulling away my hand right as I was about to climax, fighting off the urge, reducing my breathing, and trying to think of other things that were not sexual. After three edges, I could feel that I had brewed an orgasm inside me and that orgasm was begging to be released. I laid back on the bed and put my legs in the air and spread them wide. I glanced outside of my room and listened. I could still hear my brother’s TV so I felt safe as I began rubbing myself, this time, I inserted the dry dildo into my mouth. The dildo was soon covered with my saliva. With one hand, I rubbed my clit, with the other hand, I thrusted the dildo in and out of my mouth, very slowly. Each time, I shoved the dildo as far down as I could, until it hit my gag reflex. I loved the feeling. It was extremely arousing and I managed to orgasm quite easily the first time, keeping my lip bite, to ensure I would not make a sound. Again, I repeated the process twice more, orgasming twice more. By the time I was done, the dildo was covered in saliva, my throat and mouth were sore, my thighs, hands, and bed sheets were covered with my sticky sex, and I felt great. After removing the egg and turning it off, I cleaned up, washing my hands and toys. It was almost time for work, so I decided to shower.
I hope you enjoyed my report as much as I enjoyed the wonderful, entertaining, dare!

Princess,
I am very proud in the way you did this dare . I am really happy in how so excited you were with it and how you were nervous just as well. I love, how you really were getting into it, once you relaxed and let loose. It was very great in how your vibrating egg was working on you in that high speed of making you so very hornier. You did a very great job, in showing off your beautiful long legs and your very firm ass. You did a very good job in how you spread your legs apart while trying on the shoes. You also did a great job, from how your skirt was sliding up your legs to your thighs. I love in how you really got into it, and how very soaking wet your pussy was with your sex . I am very proud, in how the water just did added to the excitement as you were in the bathroom edging and then masturbate and orgasm so very strong in the stall. You did a fantastic job at the mall, and at both shoe stores. I love how you were help with a female and how she was acting. Or if she did see your ass or even if she saw that you were not wearing panties. So, that look had to help more in making you get so red and humiliation from it.
I love how you had to wait until the bathroom was empty in order for you to edge and to orgasm. The thoughts of you just waiting to give your pussy that orgasm and then biting your lip as well. Then the process of driving to the mall, fully horny and fully wet.
Then, in how you were needing to orgasm and how you did a very good job with your dildo in your mouth and going so very deep with it.

Princess, your Daddy is so very happy in how you really got into this challenging dare and how you perform it so very well, and your thoughts as you were feeling those strong emotions inside yourself. Good job. Daddy!

[The Slutty Princess]

The Dare:
1. Each "No," from your father, will mean 40 minutes in the corner.
That means every time you ask him and he says the word no, that will be another 40 minutes in the corner.
You will have to drink also 40 seconds of water on top of that.
You will also write 40 lines.
You better think twice about getting that "Yes," from your father!


2. Each "No," from your mother, will mean 30 minutes in the corner.
That means every time you ask her and she says the word no, that will be another 30 minutes in the corner.
You will have to drink also 30 seconds of water on top of that.
You will also write 30 lines.

3. Each "No," from your brother, will mean 20 minutes in the corner.
That means every time you ask him and he says the word no, that will be another 20 minutes in the corner.
You will have to drink also 20 seconds of water on top of that.
You will also write 20 lines.

4. Each "No," from your sister, will mean 10 minutes in the corner.
That means every time you ask her and she says the word no, that will be another 10 minutes in the corner.
You will have to drink also 10 seconds of water on top of that.
You will also write 10 lines.

5. You will have your door half open.
6. You will be in the corner completely naked.
7. You will have your baby toys with you.
8. You will write lines on why they told you no.
9. You will also have to take a "Golden Shower. " and keep your pee on you for so many minutes decided by your daddy.
10. Your reward will be from the yes that you get from each family member.
11. That yes, will mean that you can edge once.
12. That yes, will mean also you can masturbate and orgasm once with your wand, as you have pegs on your nipples.


My Report:
Thank you for the dare, Daddy. Again, I enjoyed the humiliation of being the “slave” of my parents and siblings. The corner time was absolutely awful and I am glad to have escaped with the time I did. It was hard to get questions from my parents and siblings, they never really asked me for their service but I managed to get a few “no” answers to them.
The morning started uneventfully as I went through breakfast. I tried to be a good, innocent daughter. I wanted to stay out of the corner if I could, so after eating, I helped my mother wash dishes, clean the table, and put the leftover breakfast casserole in the fridge. After that, I went into the living room. Usually, I would go up to my room but I wanted to stick around my parents and siblings today, trying to be their “slave” that they did not know they had. It was actually a little boring. I sat by my brother and father in the living room as they watched TV. I tried to make conversation but they just relaxed as the show progressed. Getting nothing from them, I decided to leave the room and see what my mother was up to. I found her in the laundry room, folding laundry. I asked her if she needed help with anything, and she asked if I could take up my laundry when she was done folding it. I nodded in confirmation and waited around, petting Bailey, until she had all the laundry folded. Being the good little “slave” I was, I took my sister’s, brother’s, and my laundry upstairs and put it all away for them. I actually felt like a maid, or maybe a mother, rather than a slave, but it was actually a little arousing, knowing that if I were to say “No”, I would be punished. After putting the laundry basket back in the laundry room, I decided to go give my sister a visit in her room. She was lying on her bed, listening to music and drawing. After knocking and entering, she removed her earbuds to listen to me. I asked her if she needs anything, and she responded with moody “No” and put her earbuds back in. I just smiled at her and walked out of her room. I had received my first “No” of the day, so I returned to my bedroom to begin my corner time.

I kept my door cracked open about half way as I stripped naked and left the heap of clothes in a pile on my floor. Naked, I retrieved the baby rattler and pacifier from beneath my bed, along with my notebook and pen. With the items in hand, I assumed my position in the corner, kneeling, back straight, staring right into the lime green paint that covered my walls. I was in the far corner of the room. It was the most visible corner from the door but my dresser helped to conceal my bare naked body. Once in the corner, I began playing with the baby rattle, watching the little beads move back and forth. I tried to keep it quiet, as I did not want my siblings to hear and become curious. After spending a few minutes of being mesmerized by the smooth red beads inside the rattle, I grabbed the notebook and began writing my lines. I had tons of time to kill so I took my time, writing each line with neatness and precision. After writing “I will be my sister’s servant” ten times, I put the notebook back. It was an awful time. I had kept my phone on my bed with a timer set for ten minutes. It was painful not to know how much time was actually left. All I could do was stare at the rattle, stare at the plain wall, and suck on the pacifier. I really wanted to doodle in the notebook but I figured that would not be a good idea. Physically and emotionally, the corner was awful. In my opinion, it is the worst punishment. My knees were aching, my mind had nothing to concentrate on besides the plain lime green wall before me. I was bored, and boredom seems to be an awful punishment. I was extremely thankful when I heard my phone begin to vibrate, signaling the end of ten minutes. I got up from the corner and tossed the rattle, notebook, and pacifier beneath the bed before dressing again, it was back to slave time for me. I really wanted to avoid corner time, so I decided to wait before I would ask my mother, father, or brother if they needed any help, rather I would wait for them to ask before I would. If I could, I wanted to stay out of the dreadful corner. I especially wanted to avoid my parents. I certainly didn’t want forty or thirty minutes in the corner, I was lucky to receive only ten from receiving a “No” from my sister, and even those ten minutes were awful! I still had an urge to draw so I retrieved my drawing pad from my room and I sat at the dinner table. This way, I was always near my parents if they were to ask for my help. I drew for about an hour, drawing a flower garden that I pictured in my mind. After an hour, I finally had received the urge to pee, it was time for my golden shower from receiving the “No” from my sister. I wasn’t looking forward to it. Corner time and Golden Showers were one and two on my list of worst punishments. I entered the bathroom, closing the door behind me. I opened the shower curtain and removed my clothes, leaving them in a pile on the tile flooring. Once naked, and a little cold, I crawled into the tub. I loved our bath tub. It is huge and spacious enough for me to lay out completely and still have tons of room to move around. From the tub, I reached under the sink cabinet and grabbed a large cup. After filling the cup with my warm, very light urine, I sat upright in the tub and slowly poured it from my neck. The warm, sticky urine covered my breasts, belly, and legs, as it rolled off me and down the drain. I hated the feeling. I hated the smell. I smelled like a walking urine and I could feel the sticky, wet urine that covered me. Now with the urine covering my body, I had to wait ten minutes before I was allowed to clean myself. I didn’t want to put my clothes back on for them to smell like urine and I didn’t want to leave the bathroom in case one of my siblings or my parents would smell that I smelled of urine, so I stayed in the bathroom, playing on my phone as the sticky mess continued to dry on my skin, leaving me feeling disgusted. After a long ten minutes, I ran myself under the shower and removed the sticky urine. Afterward, I dressed and returned to my room. I played around on the computer for a bit before I decided it was time to see if my brother could use my service.

I walked out in the hallway, knocking on his closed door, before entering. Like always, he sat on his bed, controller in hand, playing video games. I asked him if he needed anything. He gave me a crabby, frustrated answer as he paused the game, telling me I could get him a soda from the fridge. I should have known, men and their video games. They don’t want to be bothered. I nodded though he was no looking at me and went downstairs, retrieving a Pepsi from the fridge. I gave my brother the Pepsi, in which he did not say a word, he was too lost in his war game. I decided I would not bother him and left the room. I returned to my room where I practiced the guitar, listened to music, chatted with Sam, and chatted on getDare. When I was finally done, it was getting close to dinner time so I figured one of my parent’s may need help with something. My father was outside grilling chicken but my mother was in the kitchen. I asked her if she needed any help, in which she made some comment about me being quite ambitious today, before telling me I could set the plates and silverware on the table. I did as I was told and when I was done, I asked her if she need help with anything else, in which she responded with “No”. That was my second “No” of the day but I figured it could be worse. The corner time would have to wait as I had thirty minutes in the corner but dinner was almost done so I figured I would wait until after dinner. During dinner, I was asked to pass a few dishes or the milk to my father or my sister who sat beside me but with such a simple task, I obeyed. After dinner, it was time for more corner time.

I returned to my room and closed my door about halfway before stripping down to my birthday suit. I gathered the baby toys and the notebook from beneath my bed and returned to the same corner, next to the dresser, near the door. Once settled in the corner, I set the timer on my phone for thirty minutes and tossed my phone on the bed. It was now time to wait and suffer. I knelt on the hardwood flooring and started at the lime green wall, bored out of my mind. I waited a few minutes before I put the pacifier in my mouth and began sucking on it. Next, I wrote thirty lines, “I will be a better service to my mother”. I took my time, making sure each line was nice and neat. I had nothing else to do. I played with the rattle a few times, making sure to be quiet to not alert my brother or sister. I had no idea what they’d say if they were to see me naked, in a corner, with a rattle and pacifier and I did not want to find out. I was bored out of my mind and it was dreadful. I tried to sing a few songs that came to my head but it didn’t seem to make time go any faster. All I could do was stare at the wall, shake the rattle, and suck on the pacifier. Let me tell you, it was certainly boring. My mind focused on why I was put here in the first place but that was all I could think about. Finally, what felt like a half a day later, the timer went off. I shut the timer off and removed the pacifier from my mouth and stuffed it under the bed with the notebook and rattle. I dressed and headed downstairs to drink a glass of water. My bladder was already full so I could do the golden shower right away. I wasn't looking forward to it but I entered the bathroom and stripped naked. I grabbed the same cup from beneath the sink and crawled into the tub, filling the cup with my urine. Again, I held it just above my neck and dumped the entire cup on my body, spilling all over my chest, belly, and legs, leaving me in that sticky, yellow mess that I despised. I waited until it dried before I put my clothes back on and returned to my room, smelling of urine. It felt disgusting. After thirty minutes, I returned to the bathroom and washed. After the shower, my family and I visited our grandpa and grandma, returning around 9. After that, I went to a bonfire at a friend’s house.

I had managed to make it through the day only spending forty minutes in the corner. Though it could have been much worse, it was still dreadful. I hated both the corner time and the golden showers but I loved the arousal I got from acting as the family servant. I had a great time, even if it was a challenge. Thank you for the dare, Daddy.

[MasterDaddy02]

Originally Posted by The Slutty Princess

The Dare:
1. Each "No," from your father, will mean 40 minutes in the corner.
That means every time you ask him and he says the word no, that will be another 40 minutes in the corner.
You will have to drink also 40 seconds of water on top of that.
You will also write 40 lines.
You better think twice about getting that "Yes," from your father!


2. Each "No," from your mother, will mean 30 minutes in the corner.
That means every time you ask her and she says the word no, that will be another 30 minutes in the corner.
You will have to drink also 30 seconds of water on top of that.
You will also write 30 lines.

3. Each "No," from your brother, will mean 20 minutes in the corner.
That means every time you ask him and he says the word no, that will be another 20 minutes in the corner.
You will have to drink also 20 seconds of water on top of that.
You will also write 20 lines.

4. Each "No," from your sister, will mean 10 minutes in the corner.
That means every time you ask her and she says the word no, that will be another 10 minutes in the corner.
You will have to drink also 10 seconds of water on top of that.
You will also write 10 lines.

5. You will have your door half open.
6. You will be in the corner completely naked.
7. You will have your baby toys with you.
8. You will write lines on why they told you no.
9. You will also have to take a "Golden Shower. " and keep your pee on you for so many minutes decided by your daddy.
10. Your reward will be from the yes that you get from each family member.
11. That yes, will mean that you can edge once.
12. That yes, will mean also you can masturbate and orgasm once with your wand, as you have pegs on your nipples.


My Report:
Thank you for the dare, Daddy. Again, I enjoyed the humiliation of being the “slave” of my parents and siblings. The corner time was absolutely awful and I am glad to have escaped with the time I did. It was hard to get questions from my parents and siblings, they never really asked me for their service but I managed to get a few “no” answers to them.
The morning started uneventfully as I went through breakfast. I tried to be a good, innocent daughter. I wanted to stay out of the corner if I could, so after eating, I helped my mother wash dishes, clean the table, and put the leftover breakfast casserole in the fridge. After that, I went into the living room. Usually, I would go up to my room but I wanted to stick around my parents and siblings today, trying to be their “slave” that they did not know they had. It was actually a little boring. I sat by my brother and father in the living room as they watched TV. I tried to make conversation but they just relaxed as the show progressed. Getting nothing from them, I decided to leave the room and see what my mother was up to. I found her in the laundry room, folding laundry. I asked her if she needed help with anything, and she asked if I could take up my laundry when she was done folding it. I nodded in confirmation and waited around, petting Bailey, until she had all the laundry folded. Being the good little “slave” I was, I took my sister’s, brother’s, and my laundry upstairs and put it all away for them. I actually felt like a maid, or maybe a mother, rather than a slave, but it was actually a little arousing, knowing that if I were to say “No”, I would be punished. After putting the laundry basket back in the laundry room, I decided to go give my sister a visit in her room. She was lying on her bed, listening to music and drawing. After knocking and entering, she removed her earbuds to listen to me. I asked her if she needs anything, and she responded with moody “No” and put her earbuds back in. I just smiled at her and walked out of her room. I had received my first “No” of the day, so I returned to my bedroom to begin my corner time.

I kept my door cracked open about half way as I stripped naked and left the heap of clothes in a pile on my floor. Naked, I retrieved the baby rattler and pacifier from beneath my bed, along with my notebook and pen. With the items in hand, I assumed my position in the corner, kneeling, back straight, staring right into the lime green paint that covered my walls. I was in the far corner of the room. It was the most visible corner from the door but my dresser helped to conceal my bare naked body. Once in the corner, I began playing with the baby rattle, watching the little beads move back and forth. I tried to keep it quiet, as I did not want my siblings to hear and become curious. After spending a few minutes of being mesmerized by the smooth red beads inside the rattle, I grabbed the notebook and began writing my lines. I had tons of time to kill so I took my time, writing each line with neatness and precision. After writing “I will be my sister’s servant” ten times, I put the notebook back. It was an awful time. I had kept my phone on my bed with a timer set for ten minutes. It was painful not to know how much time was actually left. All I could do was stare at the rattle, stare at the plain wall, and suck on the pacifier. I really wanted to doodle in the notebook but I figured that would not be a good idea. Physically and emotionally, the corner was awful. In my opinion, it is the worst punishment. My knees were aching, my mind had nothing to concentrate on besides the plain lime green wall before me. I was bored, and boredom seems to be an awful punishment. I was extremely thankful when I heard my phone begin to vibrate, signaling the end of ten minutes. I got up from the corner and tossed the rattle, notebook, and pacifier beneath the bed before dressing again, it was back to slave time for me. I really wanted to avoid corner time, so I decided to wait before I would ask my mother, father, or brother if they needed any help, rather I would wait for them to ask before I would. If I could, I wanted to stay out of the dreadful corner. I especially wanted to avoid my parents. I certainly didn’t want forty or thirty minutes in the corner, I was lucky to receive only ten from receiving a “No” from my sister, and even those ten minutes were awful! I still had an urge to draw so I retrieved my drawing pad from my room and I sat at the dinner table. This way, I was always near my parents if they were to ask for my help. I drew for about an hour, drawing a flower garden that I pictured in my mind. After an hour, I finally had received the urge to pee, it was time for my golden shower from receiving the “No” from my sister. I wasn’t looking forward to it. Corner time and Golden Showers were one and two on my list of worst punishments. I entered the bathroom, closing the door behind me. I opened the shower curtain and removed my clothes, leaving them in a pile on the tile flooring. Once naked, and a little cold, I crawled into the tub. I loved our bath tub. It is huge and spacious enough for me to lay out completely and still have tons of room to move around. From the tub, I reached under the sink cabinet and grabbed a large cup. After filling the cup with my warm, very light urine, I sat upright in the tub and slowly poured it from my neck. The warm, sticky urine covered my breasts, belly, and legs, as it rolled off me and down the drain. I hated the feeling. I hated the smell. I smelled like a walking urine and I could feel the sticky, wet urine that covered me. Now with the urine covering my body, I had to wait ten minutes before I was allowed to clean myself. I didn’t want to put my clothes back on for them to smell like urine and I didn’t want to leave the bathroom in case one of my siblings or my parents would smell that I smelled of urine, so I stayed in the bathroom, playing on my phone as the sticky mess continued to dry on my skin, leaving me feeling disgusted. After a long ten minutes, I ran myself under the shower and removed the sticky urine. Afterward, I dressed and returned to my room. I played around on the computer for a bit before I decided it was time to see if my brother could use my service.

I walked out in the hallway, knocking on his closed door, before entering. Like always, he sat on his bed, controller in hand, playing video games. I asked him if he needed anything. He gave me a crabby, frustrated answer as he paused the game, telling me I could get him a soda from the fridge. I should have known, men and their video games. They don’t want to be bothered. I nodded though he was no looking at me and went downstairs, retrieving a Pepsi from the fridge. I gave my brother the Pepsi, in which he did not say a word, he was too lost in his war game. I decided I would not bother him and left the room. I returned to my room where I practiced the guitar, listened to music, chatted with Sam, and chatted on getDare. When I was finally done, it was getting close to dinner time so I figured one of my parent’s may need help with something. My father was outside grilling chicken but my mother was in the kitchen. I asked her if she needed any help, in which she made some comment about me being quite ambitious today, before telling me I could set the plates and silverware on the table. I did as I was told and when I was done, I asked her if she need help with anything else, in which she responded with “No”. That was my second “No” of the day but I figured it could be worse. The corner time would have to wait as I had thirty minutes in the corner but dinner was almost done so I figured I would wait until after dinner. During dinner, I was asked to pass a few dishes or the milk to my father or my sister who sat beside me but with such a simple task, I obeyed. After dinner, it was time for more corner time.

I returned to my room and closed my door about halfway before stripping down to my birthday suit. I gathered the baby toys and the notebook from beneath my bed and returned to the same corner, next to the dresser, near the door. Once settled in the corner, I set the timer on my phone for thirty minutes and tossed my phone on the bed. It was now time to wait and suffer. I knelt on the hardwood flooring and started at the lime green wall, bored out of my mind. I waited a few minutes before I put the pacifier in my mouth and began sucking on it. Next, I wrote thirty lines, “I will be a better service to my mother”. I took my time, making sure each line was nice and neat. I had nothing else to do. I played with the rattle a few times, making sure to be quiet to not alert my brother or sister. I had no idea what they’d say if they were to see me naked, in a corner, with a rattle and pacifier and I did not want to find out. I was bored out of my mind and it was dreadful. I tried to sing a few songs that came to my head but it didn’t seem to make time go any faster. All I could do was stare at the wall, shake the rattle, and suck on the pacifier. Let me tell you, it was certainly boring. My mind focused on why I was put here in the first place but that was all I could think about. Finally, what felt like a half a day later, the timer went off. I shut the timer off and removed the pacifier from my mouth and stuffed it under the bed with the notebook and rattle. I dressed and headed downstairs to drink a glass of water. My bladder was already full so I could do the golden shower right away. I wasn't looking forward to it but I entered the bathroom and stripped naked. I grabbed the same cup from beneath the sink and crawled into the tub, filling the cup with my urine. Again, I held it just above my neck and dumped the entire cup on my body, spilling all over my chest, belly, and legs, leaving me in that sticky, yellow mess that I despised. I waited until it dried before I put my clothes back on and returned to my room, smelling of urine. It felt disgusting. After thirty minutes, I returned to the bathroom and washed. After the shower, my family and I visited our grandpa and grandma, returning around 9. After that, I went to a bonfire at a friend’s house.

I had managed to make it through the day only spending forty minutes in the corner. Though it could have been much worse, it was still dreadful. I hated both the corner time and the golden showers but I loved the arousal I got from acting as the family servant. I had a great time, even if it was a challenge. Thank you for the dare, Daddy.

My Princess,

Your Daddy, is so very happy with your very outstanding report on this dare that you did. I am very proud in that challenging day, in which that you took on. From, how you were to serve your family and get them to let you help them with there needs. Your brother, could of said "no," but instead he use you to get him a pop, so you were safe. But, then your sister got you in the corner. She also got that first "Golden Shower, " for you to start your day off. You really did good, until you got another "no," from you mother. In which, the longest time to be in the corner. Plus, to be wearing your pee on your whole body for that 30 minutes. To smell your own urine on your entire body and that feeling of it in which you hated. But, you took this challenge on and you did great. It could of gone really bad for you the entire day and had you on your knees.

"Yes your daddy so very proud of."

[thewilds]

Spring break is coming up. Each day, you are to find a different "public" location and bring yourself to orgasm however you see fit.

Each day you are off, you are to bring yourself to orgasm in a different room of your house using a different household object each time.

Three times over the break, you are to bring yourself to orgasm in someone else's home.

Have fun!

[Lisa-kratt]

I got a rather short dare for you, maybe you like it
Get some flour or similar and put on a thight jeans. Then put some flour on your ass over the pants, not so much its obvious you added it but just slightly visible. Then go to your sister/brother or a friend, whatever you like most(or mayve all 3? :P) and tell them you just sat on some dirt. Ask them to clean it for you so they will need to touch your ass.
Have fun

[goodguy21]

i would like if you try out my dare

when you are shopping the next time you have to drink at least two liters of fluid of your choice
you are not allowed to use the bathroom in the shopping mall
you have to hold it in as long as you can
at least mininum two hours after drinking the last fluid

you have to choice where to pee out of three
first is to use some flower pot while wearing some skirt or dress
choose some quite place sit on it and pee in it
no one would recognize it

second is a changing room in some store of your choice (maybe one you didnt like or hate because of bad service)
but be quite while peeing

third choice could be the parking lot in the mall
use some dark corner or between some parked cars

if all of these are to public let me know and tell me your ideas are and i will probably allow you to do it there

[MasterDaddy02]

Originally Posted by The Slutty Princess

We tend to not get "too sexual", it is one of the rules we often make clear. If the whole group finds a certain dare to be "too sexual" we tend to shoot it down and make the darer think of a new one. One of our rules is, touching (genitals) is allowed but oral and legit sex is not. On that note, the furthest, most sexual dare I have witnessed at a party is watching one of my friends have their nipples sucked by another girl. It was actually a little arousing, I'm not going to lie. Otherwise, the furthest we usually get before the dares begin to cross the "too sexual" line is touching. The worst it will get is touching genitals for about ten seconds or so but nothing longer, no rubbing or no stroking unless the victim chooses to do so. Most of the dares consist of a sexual tease or dance, kissing, eating food off someone, or stripping one another. I have experienced most of it. I have kissed nearly everyone of my friends whether they are male or female, given lap dances (not very good), twerked (not very good), stripped by others, ate food from breasts, bellies, feet, asses, and sometimes crotches though they are clothed. The most sexual thing I have done is probably having to kiss my friend Sammie's body. I know there is a certain term used for it but I had to kiss my way down her body, starting with her lips and working my way down to gently kiss her neck, breasts, belly, etc all the way down to her panties where I stopped. The most embarrassing thing I have done is certainly to be spanked by a friend in front of the entire group. Words can not describe how embarrassing that is!

Princess,
Then that excitement, along with having everyone watching truly made you feel so very embarrassed. As you were getting that spanked by your one friend. With the listed of being dare with each other in your group. So, then what did it give you, in kissing Sammie' body? What did her body taste like? How wet did you get, while kissing her body?

[MasterDaddy02]

Originally Posted by The Slutty Princess

Another dare I had got via PM. Here is the dare and my report on the adventure!

The Dare:
Wearing just a pair of yoga pants and a sports bra, you're to go for a run. Assign your toys (the 11-inch dildo, 12-inch double-sided dildo, clothes pegs, alligator clamps, shoe laces) a number one through 5, and then roll a dice to pick an order to use the toys. Your vibrating egg will be the last one no matter what.

Go for a run, and every 10 minutes, stop and find a place to hide. Insert/put on your toy (whatever you rolled first). Then do 3 minutes of exercising in place (jumping jacks, squats, whatever you like) and 3 minutes of playing with the toy (if possible depending where you are hiding). Then with the toy in/on, run another 10 minutes. Then get to the next place, take out the first toy and put in/on the second. Repeat this until you've cycled through each toy. When you get to the last one (the egg), make sure it's on high. Run until you've had an orgasm. If this isn't possible after 10-15 minutes, sit down on a public bench in plain sight and orgasm there.


My Report:

I had awoken well before the rest of family. This was quite typical for weekends as I had generally run each and every morning whether it was rain or shine. I rolled myself off the bed and wiped the sleep from my eyes, making my way to my dresser. I slid on a pair of black, skin tight yoga pants and a tight, yellow sports bra before I packed all my toys into a drawstring bag and put it around my back. I had a list that I had randomly selected an order in which toy I would use first. It was a relatively beautiful and warm morning in the mid-forties. With 6 toys in my bag, I knew the run would last over an hour but it was certainly something I was capable of. I run quite often and I was capable of running for an hour or so if I steadied my pace, though it would still be a challenge. Standing in my driveway, I started my app on my iphone and began the music. The crisp morning air was a little cold at first but I was filled with warmth from the sweat. I knew the best spot to do this task would be to do it on a bike and running trail that extended almost 12 miles. It had been a railroad way back in the day but now it is just a gravel path used for biking and jogging. Coming from a small town, the trail was often deserted. I ran it often because of its seclusion in which I enjoy while I run, I am not much of a person that likes to run in town as everyone watches you. Every now and then, a biker or jogging would pass but it wasn’t quite often, and the trail was nearly straight the entire way, allowing me to be able to see for quite a long distance ahead of me. After getting on the gravel trail, I began to pick up my pace a little bit. The trail was deserted from what I could see. It was a beautiful morning, the sun was shining through the canopy of trees providing me a little warmth of light. Through the music blasting in my ears, I felt and heard the toys bouncing around in the bag as I ran, hearing the crunch of the gravel with every step, my breath, and the few birds and chipmunks that ran around. I kept the music turned down more than I usually did, if I was doing something this daring, I wanted to make sure I would be able to hear anyone that may be on the trail. I ran at a steady pace before I had reached ten minutes. Having reached the minutes, I slowed to a stop. I was breathing quite hard and I let myself relax and re-catch my breath, pausing my running app on my phone. After a few seconds, I had caught my breath and I removed the drawstring bag from my back. After checking the list on my phone, I retrieved the shoelace from the bag. I had two long strings. Though no one was in sight on the trail, I stepped off the trail and behind a few smaller trees. I was a little nervous but it was more of a naughty feeling as I pulled my sports bra up and over my breasts, letting my sweaty breasts hit the chilly, crisp air. Instantly, my rosy pink nipples grew hard and erect from the chilly air. It gave me a rush of adrenaline and felt incredibly naughty to have my breasts hanging out in front of me! I carefully wrapped each string around the base of my breasts, tying each one straight, but not too tight. With my breasts wrapped, I tucked my sports bra back on. My hard, erect nipples were visible through the fabric which made me feel even naughtier. I stepped back out from the trees and back onto the trail. Still, I saw no one. Standing on the trail, I began my three minutes of exercise, doing a variation of jumping jacks, squats, and lunges, before I started the time and began running. Now I ran with hard and erect nipples, visible through the bra which made me a little aroused, making me moist and feeling even naughtier.

Following another ten minutes of running, I stopped and regained my breathing and relaxed for a few seconds. Still I had not passed or saw a single soul. I took a few steps off the trail but I didn’t hide. I felt a little more daring, removing my sports bra. The shoe laces had kept my nipples hard, erect, and aroused. Both breasts were a brighter red from the tight binding. I untied each shoe lace and returned them to the back and slid my sports bra back over my breasts, as my nipples slowly became a bit softer. After glancing at my list, I removed my double-sided dildo. I knew this one would be an absolute challenge. I had walked with the dildo in both holes but never had I jogged with it stretching me. I looked forward to the new challenge as I slowly pulled my yoga pants down, checking both ways for other people but I did not see anyone. With the coast clear, I used my saliva to lube both ends of the large, blue dildo. With the dildo wet, I slowly worked it into my very tight ass. Something about fucking myself in such a perverse way in public made me feel even hornier and naughty. With the dildo secure in my ass, I bent and stretched the other end towards my dripping wet pussy. The dildo had plenty of room to reach and I stretched it inside me and watched the dildo parted my labia and forced its way inside my tight pussy. The force was enormous. Both ends of the didlo stretched in opposite directions, stretching me out. With the slightest of movements, the dildo moved back and forth, fucking both holes simultaneously. I pulled my yoga pants up, working around the dildo. The skin-tight pants made the dildo quite visible, appearing as a large bulge in my pants. I did a few jumping jacks, squats, and lunges again. It was certainly uncomfortable as I started my music and began running. Uncomfortable yet very pleasurable. With every step, the dildo rocked its way into one hole, before rocking its way back into the next hole with the next step. It was an unbelievable amount of pleasure and discomfort as I had to slow down my pace a bit. I ran and ran, the dildo became covered in sweat, my holes becoming tired from the constant fucking and stretching. It was actually a little painful but the pleasure and the music blasting in my ear helped to drown out the pain. Following the ten minutes, I stopped and paused my music. I removed the dildo and cleaned it of my sex by wiping it on my pants. Both my holes felt the chilling air flow through the small gape and it was actually a little arousing.

I pulled out the list and prepared my next toy, the clothes pegs. I didn’t bring many, just a handful, amounting to 8 in total. I used all eight, putting one on my clit, one on each labia, one on each nipple, and put the last three on my bare belly. Believe me, they hurt. The tight yoga pants pushed and pulled each clothespin in different, vert uncomfortable and painful positions as did the sports bra as both clothespins were secured tightly. The clothespin that bothered me the most was the one on my clit. It was the most sensitive part of my body and the pain was just awful! I didn’t want to waste much time, I wanted to escape the pain as soon as I could. Again, I did a few jumping jacks, squats, and lunges until three minutes had passed. During the jumping jacks, two of the clothespins on my belly had fallen off but I had put them back on. Following the three minutes, the clothespins were already providing a great deal of discomforts and pain and I started my music and began running. For the first time, while running, I had seen my first person. The young man was biking in my direction, coming from behind me. I kept to the left as he approached but since he had come from behind me, he did not see the clothespins, which were all concealed besides the ones on my belly. Multiple times, the clothespins on my belly fell off and I had to stop and put them back on. The sports bra and yoga pants kept the others secured. It was rather an easy run as the pain and discomfort were lost as I got into a trance. Following the ten minutes of running, I slowed to a stop, instantly feeling the pain delivered from the clothespins. I started with the ones the hurt the least, pulling each clothespin off my belly very gently. The pinched skin was pale and soon turned pink to red as the blood rushed back in. That was the worst part about clamps, taking them off. The pain of the blood rushing back into the pinched skin is always the worst pain. Following my stomach, I rolled up my sports bra and removed both from my sore, hard nipples as a wave of pain shot through my body. Removing the one from my clit was the worse pain out of them all. It hurt terribly. After removing all the clothespins, I put them back in the bag and removed the list and retrieved my next toy on the list, the dildo.

My holes were still loose, dripping wet, and agape as I pulled my yoga pants down after making sure the coast was clear. Again, I wetted the dildo using my mouth again before I slowly slid it inside me. I shoved it a few inches inside and pulled up my yoga pants. The yoga pants pushed the dildo further inside me. Again, a bulge was visible from the front of my pants and it was embarrassing, making it appear as though I had a penis. With the dildo deep inside me, I did squats, lunges, and jumping jacks before starting my music. I was near the end of the trail, near the city. I was drenched in sweat and absolutely exhausted but I turned around, it was now time to trek back to my town. I was lucky, having only run into one person on the way here but I wouldn’t have the same luck on my way back. With my music blasting in my ear, my pussy stretched to discomfort, I began running. Again, the discomfort was present. The dildo moved back and forth, fucking me as I ran. It was pleasurable, don’t get me wrong, but while running, it is quite uncomfortable and distracting. Multiple times, I had to stop running and adjust the dildo since it slipped out a few times. About 8 minutes into my run, I could see that I was approaching a couple who were running directly at me. I kept to my left as they approached. I could feel the embarrassment fill me along with the rush of adrenaline. I wasn’t running awkward, I appeared completely normal but the large bulge in the front of my pants was obviously visible to them. I recognized the couple from my town, I knew they were both on the fire department, but I did not know their names. This made it a little more embarrassing for me. I don’t even know if they noticed it. Their facial expressions did not tell me. Nevertheless, if they did or didn’t see the bulge, it embarrassed me but also excited me and made me feel naughty. Once I had reached ten minutes, I halted to a stop. My body was really aching. I had gone for a run the other night and I could certainly still feel it in my legs. I was exhausted. I didn’t see anyone on the trail so I took a few steps off the trail and pulled my pants little ways down and removed the dildo and putting it back in the bag. next, I removed the two alligator clamps and rolled my sports bra up and over my breasts.

My nipples grew harder as soon as they touched the cold air. They were still semi-sore from the clothespins but they had healed well in the little time. I pinched each clamp onto my nipples, the “alligator” teeth shredding my tiny, rosy-pink, sensitive nipples. I winced in pain as I clamped each one on. They hurt much, much worse than the clothespins. The pain was enormous as I rolled my bra back over my breasts which only pushed the clamps against my nipples, intensifying the pain. Quickly, I began my exercising, doing a set of squats, lunges, jumping jacks, and knee tucks, until three minutes had been attained. I began my music again and resumed my long, exhausting run. I tried to focus my mind on my surroundings, the music, or even just the pace of my running, but I couldn’t get my mind off the pain that both my nipples were in. The pain was torturous, my nipples were irritated and inflamed with pain. The ten minutes of running felt like thirty. It was awful. As soon as I reached ten minutes, I halted to a stop. Seeing that no one was in sight, I took a few steps of the trail and rolled my bra up very carefully. As I rolled the bra up, I brushed against the clamps, causing my to grimace with more pain. The vice-like clamps were unbearable, I couldn’t keep them on for any longer. My nipples were pale as I unclamped each one, which hurt even more. You’d think taking them off would be a relief but it actually provides excruciating pain! Once they were off, I tossed them back into the bag. I looked around and still, I saw no one. Before I begun, I tried to soothe my extremely sore nipples by rubbing them very gently. Once the pain had subsided a little bit, it was time to begin again as I adjusted my bra back over my breasts. I had used up all my toys, the only one left was the vibrating egg, my favorite.

Putting the torturous alligator clamps back, I grabbed the small purple plastic egg. I rolled the egg around on my pussy, wetting it with my sex. Once it was nice and wet, I turned the switch to the highest setting and worked it inside me until it sat snug. The egg worked its magic from the beginning, pumping waves of pleasure throughout my body. The pleasure felt much better than what I just had previously experienced. Standing there, it was hard to concentrate on other things besides the enormous amount of pleasure I was feeling. My whole body was tingling with excitement as I did squats, lunges, knee tucks, and jumping jacks before beginning my run. As the egg pumped vibrations of waves, my pussy continued to pump out more and more of my sticky sex, covering the crotch of my yoga pants. As I ran, the egg began to become less of a distraction. My body was more focused on my exhausted organs and muscles than it was on the pleasure and I really couldn’t feel the vibrations as much once I found my running pace. This made it difficult to concentrate on the pleasure, therefore, I was unable to orgasm as I ran but after ten minutes, I was back in town and off the trail. Having hit the paved road, I slowed down. There was a small little map of the trail with a bench right next to it, I needed to rest and orgasm. Exhausted, I dragged myself to the bench and sat down. The trail went right through a small street and where I sat, I was clearly visible from the road only being about 15 feet from the road. The road was empty but an apartment building and a few houses were surrounding me. I didn’t want to worry about being seen and if I was seen, it would be best if I did not know. I closed my eyes. My breathing filled me, it was all that I could hear though all that I could feel was the constant, strong vibrations. With my eyes closed, I tried to concentrate and orgasm but I was unable to. I tried for a few minutes but I was unable to reach an orgasm or even come close to reaching one. I guess I was just too tired. I started the running app and got off the bench and ran home, with the egg still going. Upon getting home, I removed the egg and showered.

Thank you for the dare, it was really a lot of work! My running app had projected my run to be 67 minutes but the pleasure and discomfort must have slowed me down quite a bit as I ended my run around 75 minutes. Though I did not see many people nor did many people see me, it was still an extremely fun and humiliating dare. Something about doing those perverse things in public really excited me. Even if it was just flashing my breasts for a few seconds to put a few clamps on, it still gave me quite a thrill.

Princess,
The effort that you did put into this dare was great! From all the demand you had to pull off as you did your early morning run. In that nice cold weather, as your cute little tilts nipples got so hard and pointed. From how parts were hard on her as she had to run at the same time. The combination did show how she did get exhausted, with her body and that challenge to get pleasure was not meant to be. The dare was more interesting from if she would run into others as running. But, the factor in how this dare did work good in humiliating her. And that thrilled feeling in which she loves and gets that high from!
Very proud of you!
Daddy!