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A Step Mother's Sin - Ch. 7 - Horseback riding with Ben Wa balls!

Date: 11/26/2015, Categories: Taboo, Author: submissivemom72, Rating: 24, Source: LushStories

staying. As we walked to our table I attracted stares of lust and admiration from males ages sixteen to sixty. I also attracted glares of disapproval and disdain from nearly every female in the place. A silver haired woman dining with her husband glared at me as if I was the 'whore of the Adirondacks'. I could feel my face, neck and upper chest burning red from my embarrassment. I also realized that along with my humiliation came a feeling of wicked excitement. As perverse as it sounds, there was a part of me that was actually enjoyed the shame of being exposed in this way. I ordered a Bloody Mary from the youthful college aged waiter assigned to serve us. I needed a little liquid courage if I was going to survive today exposed the way I was. I don't think his eyes left my tits for a moment while taking our order. I ordered a bagel and coffee to augment my Bloody Mary. Robert had eggs Benedict and orange juice. "Robert, this is so embarrassing, being placed on display this way..." "Cindy, does it arouse you?" Robert had finally gotten in the habit of calling me by my first name rather than referring to me as 'Mom' when we were in public. "That is not the point..." Robert interrupted my protest, "No ma'am, that is precisely the point. Does being placed on display this way excite you?" I sat there stunned. I knew what Robert was asking. However, I was uncomfortable actually admitting to my step son that I found some level of excitement and yes, even pleasure, in the shame ... and humiliation I was experiencing being forced to dress this way. I think my reluctance to answer directly stemmed from two factors. One, I was ashamed to admit to my stepson that I was such a slut that I enjoyed being shamed and humiliated. And two, I was scared that if I admitted this fact to him, he would feel empowered to expose me to an even greater extent. I was afraid, that if Robert knew that the humiliation of sitting here under the scorn and disdain of these women, who were threatened by the way their boyfriend and husbands were lusting after me, actually aroused me. "Robert, what are you asking?" "I don't think you are being honest. I think you know precisely what I am asking. Are you getting aroused?" I sat there speechless. My head was spinning. But I also realized my vagina was moistening at the very thought of agreeing to this unexpected inquiry. I nodded. "Robert, I am very aroused," I finally admitted. "I want you to take me back to the room and make love to me." Robert stared at me intently, "All in good time." I finished my Bloody Mary. "I think I need another drink. You have my head swirling right now." "Do you trust me enough to let me be in control?" I nodded my head. "Baby, I have never trusted anyone more than you. No one has ever given me the pleasure you have. No one has ever loved me the way you do now." The waiter interrupted us, delivering my second Bloody Mary. It was only ten thirty in the morning and I was on my second drink. Robert smiled and ...