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Office/school look-latex, sweet, savoury-26 image - nudity

Postby trollsb 03 May 2009, 22:55
Ok this is the last of my catch up posts til next messy session. This was intended to be alot lower key, session but got itself out of control as things tend to. Originally just to be a wetlook play with an oversized mens white business shirt, with my boyfriend pour water cup wise making more see-through clingy parts and desired. Son thought oil, would be bit messier but similar effect then contemplated colouring the oil, but changed mind and made up some other stuff, and found a few nastier ring in items. I also dug out a latex skirt i don't really wear, tiny thing it is, and cut upward at back so there is no chance of hiding your arse. Then because my boyfriend likes the look of a girl in boots I decided to sacrifice a cute pair of ankle boots i own, i thought since they tight round top maybe stuff wouldn't get in - i thought wrong.

Typical Location you are familiar with, nice and clean mug shot for starters. I answered the door when my boyfriend arrived after a long drive wearing this.
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He decided to start with water, i suggested cup wise for fun, he leant on cold tap of shower and "slipped' making me jump as icey cold water hit my right side, my top started to cling.
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More water added, he insisted on sing the sink tap rather than the bath tap for the fun turning back around to face me and walk back with a cup of cold water each time.
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He then grabbed a large bottle of vegetable oil, pouring it all over my shoulders, chest and back, I tried to keep my head out of the way, he said oh you didnt think id pour oil straight over your head did you, and im like yeh i did, he said he wouldn't do a think like that, emptying a fair bit onto my hair and making it run down my face.
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Posing
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Everything is shiny and clingy
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The colour to add this day was blue - i was thinking like ink. Since much of this session was set out by me, and much regretted once it all got started in terms of things i put out, i was trying to keep a bit of a theme. I made a sort of slime sing lube, four seasons lube to be exact the sort that comes in 5L packets u get for free with condoms from health clinics - well i don't like that lube as lube so going through a heap of condoms i had a heap f lube sachets, i emptied them one by one into a bowl and added blue food colouring. Mixing up stuff for sessions is good and bad, in a way it's kinda fun to sit and think about whats to come how will it be used etc, but once its happening and i am no longer keen on the idea there is a strong feeling of why did i include that, and dread at what else you did. This translucent slime was added to pocket first.

Oh no im all oily and my pen leaked...
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Oh shit - it freaking exploded!
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I don't like exploding pens.
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And im less impressed with it on my face
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Chris then slide my tie aside, took hold of the front of the shirt firmly and ripped it apart, a few buttons flying off some sticking to his hand on elsewhere in the oil and blue. He added some more blue to my skin directly and moved it about with hands.

Oil and waterbased lube dont mix.
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Oh look its on my hands, fancy that.
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Next came blue slime number 2. A mix of protein powder, warm water and blue poster paint, left to cool and set, it looked a lot like instant pudding. At this stage I got an option - dunk my face in the bowl, or the container of chilled week old stew leftovers would be thrown over me. he said hed be happy not to use it as its probably putrid, and we doesn't want to have to open the container and smell it, but if i don't give him choice.. he held the bowl close to my face in offering seeing the protein muck up close and smelling it helped the situation none, and i knew i couldn't bring myself to plant myself face first in it. Then he got me to sit down in the oil and blue lube slime pool. He tossed some of the protein mix over me. Some handfuls some short bursts of pouring.

Such a dignified position.
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Oh look it drips....
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Even more of the protein mix added
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Then he went to his backpack, i was confused,and he explained he came with some of his own supplies, my eyes widened as a flood of potential very unpleasant items came to mind - he produced regular sized bottles of topping, one strawberry and one caramel. He then got artistic.
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We called my husband up to come and admire the colouring, by this stage the outfit was all well ruined, the shirt stained and oily - the oil making the latex go a bit puckery and strange, the oil soaking into my boots after it had ran down the top, now seeping in between the base and the top, making all the glue that holds it together just let go. My husband was invited to come and see the pretty part because it was all going downhill sharply from there.

Id forgotten about the 2 cans of baked beans, he opened one and dumped it on my head, and weren't back to open the other, i argued that 2 wasnt really necessary that it could be saved for breakfast or something, he agreed it was completely unnecessary as I watched him lever it open and come and put it when the rest. Beans rolled down my hair and face onto my chest and shoulders. Why do beans smell so awful? the he picked up the container of week old stew, which was a week ago the stew of the previous weeks leftovers and anything nearing death in the fridge. It had sat in the bottom of the fridge for a week, it was a few different types of stocks and baking juices, bits of meat and bacon vegetables pasta and who knows. Holding it with the lid off, he pulled is head away saying it smelt rancid and he was just going to take it straight outside to the bin, he doesn't like beans at all but the stew was just too much for him to tolerate, he wouldn't be able to be turned on with that in the mix. Some of me was relieved I had changed my mind about wearing the stew, but enough of me was turned on enough to be curious, and it seemed odd for him not t be up for it especially since he wasn't on the receiving end. I told him just do it, it ok and it couldn't be that off its been in fridge, e disagreed and said no way he is using that and walk toward door. Luckily i was a bit confused and slightly disappointed he be so "unmean" and had my head down looking away from him, he turned suddenly and threw it at me with quite some force. i squealed, I swore, i shivered ad complained just how cold it was all over my back. ow bits were stuck all over me and in my hair. he was suprised Id fallen for his bluff, I asked him if he had hoped i had my face up looking at him, he said i hadnt but it would have been even more effective if i had.

He got me to stand for a few more "happy snaps"

Less pretty than before
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The run-off - you can see pasta and stew bits along back edge of bath and in back wall of bath.
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The back view
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My butt and skirt so shiny you can see yourself in it, and see the latex going weird.
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The next night - be decided to work back through some lower levels we kinda skipped, but then couldnt leave it too normal. Big plastic sheet - healthy dose of vege oil, and we wrestled. 10 second pin. Loser dunks own face in a bowl of that protein goo, was supposed to be teal but i didn't have enough blue paint so it ended up aqua.

I almost had chris pinned, his knees are dodgy, and ive got good muscle strength from dancing and other activities since, i spun about on knees doing almost splits then just rising up again without hands, or just sliding from flat to curled on knees and elbows. My first good pin one arm pushed his legs sideways the other came round his neck and i launched forward onto him, holding his wrists, and kneeling on his shoulders, count got to 8 he panicked, he is a very competitive, and he shoved me forward i slipped flat and with momentum slid up and over his body, nearly taking his eye out with my belly ring, and my pussy just sliding on over and past his face. i just cracked up with my face plated into the oily sheet, and told him i didnt think he'd ever pass up pussy like that.

We regrouped ourselves and went again, him never quite managing to hold me long enough, i ould slip slide and twist out of it always, he was getting disheartened as he knew it was impossible to pin me like this, so he went for distractions, and taunts, teasing me, fingering my clit, then poking at my arse so id try and wiggle free only to come back for the clit contact. i get away and we wrestle a bit more, but soon again im face down spread, wriggling aching to touched enough to cum. So he starts telling me to just roll nto my back and let him pin me, then he will let me cum. I want to but i dont want to lose and I certainly dont want to self dunk. I try negotiating around it all but get no where but more frustrated as he keeps teasing and talking, telling me about how i look how wet i am, all the oil, how he wants to see me face down in the bowl of mess. All my blod is not in my muscles, and im getting quite weakened and im breathing very heavy from the action of his hands, he flips me without much effort and before i can move pins me but i struggle free just before the 10. Spin around for a bit and he fucks me anally for a little while but then decided to go back to teasing me, i am virtually going crazy, im trying to figure how i can manage to self dunk, because i really want to get off, but i know i wont be able to bring myself to do it, keeping me right on the edge so im convinced ill go over any second he then stops and without hesitation promptly flips me over onto my back pinning me, i can hardly move from all the teasing, and his body now against my clit any struggle i make only makes me less able to fight the counts gets close, and he holds me for the 10.

I just lie there on my back, frustrated incredibly horny and worried about what i have to do, and how i will be able to make myself do it, since ive never manage to self dunk before. back on my front and up o my knees i am positioned over the bowl, and i just cant, he is talking constantly to me about me doing it, about me being finally allowed release, im trying to psyche myself but i cant, im waiting for him to just shove me, r waiting to collapse int it as i cum, but he isnt letting me cum and he wont push me. he just keeps talking encouraging teasing me. telling me to just lower myself into it. After a while something bizarre happens, something im still not entirely comfortable about. He uses a slightly different tone and tells me to push my face in, my brain say no, but its too late my body is obeying, and it feels worse than i imagined, i breathe out through my nose, i feel the air bubble in the thick goo, then it escape and the goo fush back in to engulf every last mm of my skin, its soft my kind of gritty t the same time and very very clingy i quickly pull my head up spluttering. im in shock and im confused, i didnt wilfully follow that order, i was still fighting it, but i did it at the same time, he leave me dripping gunk ff my face and continues to tease and after a while decides to test ordering me again, it works the same as before and im more annoyed than the first time, and now scared. he can me me do whatever and i cant stop it. he plays with and exercises this new power of his, telling me down at random times, mid sentence whatever and i keep doing it, telling him to fuck off in between but my complaints getting cut off and he rubs me harder keeping me right on the edge. he orders me to lie flat and go in again, then he says its last time and orders me down. this time i wipe off my face so i can finally open my eyes, the bowl is still half full, i dont feel very safe. he gets my favourite and strongest toy and startes teasing my clith with it instead keeping it just off the best spots making me chase it with my clit sliding about on the oily sheet. Down he orders me again, this time my face was virtually clean and the goops had recool, i come up complaining that was even worse and re orders me straight back in. this all continues fr a while til he lets me have the vibe where i want, and keeps ordering my to redunk again and again, til i cum really hard and very loudly several times. then its off to the shower, me carrying a half bowl of goop which some of it i get at him in handfuls, keeping the bowl out of his reach by bending over forward and keeping him back, but i end up being ordered to put it on my head, and ive complied before i can argue. Its hard to explain what its like, but it seem kinda like hypnotism, i know exactly whats going on, but im powerless to stop it its just automatic, i did think id get to immediate obedience sub at some point, but more that it would be brought out through punishments not through teasing and niceness. i am worried as to if its now just an on thing he can activate at any time, if it was a temporary effect, or if it will nly work when im pre orgasmic. I guess I will find out soon enough. i am compliant for set ups. I was asked to make abig bowl of oatmeal - but there wasnt any in cupboard, it got used before and i haven got more yet, so instead because i dont have that - i now have a bowl of other crap mixed as directed. coconut cream, a tine of baked beans and protein powder to thicken. It went a peach colour and the smell is nauseating. It's on the bottom shelf of my fridge and at some point ill get a phone or skype call that's gonna contain the order - oh god, i hope the reflex order following doesn't work.