Dear Meester,

To say the least, yesterday was more than interesting.

After we spoke online I packed a different skirt and blouse than I was wearing and also took a pair of heels that I hardly ever wear outside – they have ankle straps and about 3 ½" heels. I also packed some rope and my clamps and an anal plug.

Before going back to the office I put the vibrator in my cunt (the one that looks and feels like a cock) – see I’m trying to do better with the language I use to describe things for you Meester <smile> - and it proved to be much more difficult for me than I thought it would as I walked to and from the car and while in the office. The stimulation I felt was not just from the cock in me, it was also from the fact that I had it in me because you told me to use it and both those things together just kept me wriggling and squirming and all I could think about was lasting the 30 minutes so I could take it out!

As soon as I was in the ladies room I took it out and took off my panties as instructed. Yes, I felt naked without them but since I decided to take the cock out I knew I was told I could no longer wear panties. It’s not that I was ‘exposed’, I know no one would see I didn’t have them on, it was just, well, the fact that I had to take them off made me feel ‘exposed’. Wish I could describe that better.

For the rest of the day all I could think about was what I had to do at the casino last night and what I was planning to do in my room after the casino. I fidgeted all day, my nipples were fairly hard and quite sensitive, I felt all those terribly wonderful little bits of excitement in my tummy and down to my clit. I know I was a bit damp and I kept thinking that I should have worn a slip, hoping that I didn’t stain the back of my skirt. I even went to the ladies room a few times to check but I hadn’t so it was sort of okay. However, just knowing that I might have done that made sitting in my chair all day, and having to get up to go to the filing cabinet, etc., all the more horrible and yet so darn stimulating too.

As soon as I finished work I called my sister to make sure my husband was picked up and everything was okay. Then I started to drive to the City but while driving still had the "itch" to touch myself. I can’t do that while driving, much too dangerous, so I did pull into a rest stop that is about 20 minutes away from the city.

I found a parking spot pretty much away from all the other cars and I just lifted my skirt and began touching and fingering myself and playing with my nipples until I came (cummed is not a word, is it? <laughing>). Took me a few minutes to calm down and relax and fix myself, all the time looking around to see if anyone saw what I did (which I was doing while fingering myself too). I don’t believe anyone did see me but just the idea of someone watching me was so terrifying and fantastic!

I am proud to say that I maintained most of my composure the rest of the way to the hotel although I did keep thinking about what I had to do the rest of the night and that was just as terrifying to me as thinking that someone might see what I was doing in the parking lot.

As soon as I got to my room I showered, brushed my hair, did my make-up, and dressed. I took with me a skirt that is a bit too short on me and while not very tight fitting is fairly slutty looking when worn with the blouse and heels I had to wear too.

My blouse is not shear or what you may call "see through" but you can make out the lace of my bra and, yes, my nipples too when they are hard. Suffice it to say they were hard and obviously on display despite my not wanting them to be. To show some cleavage I left the top two buttons open – following your instructions – and I think I sat on the chair for about 20 minutes or so before I finally got enough nerve to go down to the poker room like that. I felt so awful walking down the hall to the elevator, so self-conscious about how I was dressed, how hard it suddenly became to walk in the heels, and how damn wet I was without panties on and thinking about how I was to sit at the table with all the other players. If I had thought about it a few more minutes I think I would have gone back to my room and just stayed there all night…

It’s such a strange thing to be walking around like that, thinking/knowing people are looking at you. I must have turned every shade of red going to the poker room passing so many people, many of whom definitely looked at me (a lot), just wanting to hide myself, thinking about how much of a slut I must have looked, and without a doubt just how damned wet I was getting how there was no hiding my nipples poking through my bra. It was more than I expected, worse than I expected, and yet the submissive feelings I have just bubbled over and despite my feeling so humiliated and embarrassed it was so much better than I expected…

Topping that off I had to wait about half an hour to get a seat at a table. So there I was, stuck standing around like some sort of hooker or something (in my mind anyway) hoping for a seat as quickly as possible so I wouldn’t be on display.

When I finally got to a table there were two players I know from previous times there and the others I didn’t know. The stares I got from all of them were, well, embarrassing. Even the older lady that was at the table looked at me kind of like "what are you dressed up for honey" <laughing now anyway about it>. The men, typical of them, kept looking from time to time, pretending to be looking at the other hands on the table, but even if they really weren’t looking at my breasts, cleavage and nipples (oh god they really really stood out!!!) I thought they were and that just made it that much more difficult for me to play without wriggling and trying to concentrate on my cards.

There were two men sitting alongside me and following your instructions I kept my legs open as much as I dared without just raising my skirt up to my waist and shouting "here I am boys, like what you see?" <sorry, couldn’t resist attempting some humor here because, believe me, I didn’t find it funny last night having to sit like that. I’m sure there were times that you could see my garters and despite all my fidgeting and trying to keep my skirt down as much as possible having to keep my legs open just defeated my attempts. It was extremely humiliating and I know I was blushing so much all the time I played (three hours) that at least I think I did have one advantage, no one knew when I was bluffing as red as I was <laughing>….

When I decided it was time to go back to my room I had to walk back to the elevators and again, felt like I was totally on display and no matter what else I tried to think about (like a train wreck) nothing made me feel any better and I couldn’t stop myself from feeling so horny that if I were not married I would have jumped the first man I saw.

One thing you should know, at Harrah’s, when you leave the any of the table games you have to cash your chips at the cashier’s cage which is on the main casino floor. To do that I would have to walk from the poker room to the casino and then through the casino to cash in. I have to tell you that I decided not to cash in until this afternoon before I left for home. I just couldn’t walk through the casino like that last night. At least this morning and afternoon there were not too many people there yet but it was still quite a trip for me to make since I had to cash in (or save the chips for my next visit) and while I didn’t wear the skirt and blouse from last night I did wear the heels and a skirt and blouse that weren’t so revealing. It didn’t matter though, just walking like that, in public, just makes me blush and I get so excited, and I don’t know why and I really don’t care why… I just know that because you told me to dress like that I did it and that made it so much better (embarrassing/humiliating) than any time I’ve gone out with some rope or something tied on me under my clothes or a plug in me…

In my room last night I didn’t undress until I got up this morning to take a shower. Instead I tied my ankles and knees with the rope I brought with me and put the cock vibrator in my cunt and tied it in with a crotch rope. I opened my blouse some more and brought my nipples out of the cups and put the clamps on them … hurt like hell but I loved it … then I put my panties in my mouth and used the leather cuffs I also brought with me to lock my hands behind my back.

I had turned the vibrator on and I just kept pushing myself on the mattress and rubbing my breasts on the mattress, hurting my nipples, and when I came it was just so wonderful…. I was so horny all night long it couldn’t last long enough for me… and I think I had two more orgasms before I just laid there, on my back, breathing so hard, rubbing my legs together, god it felt so right!!!!

When I recovered I got the keys and unlocked the cuffs (I had already spit the panties out of my mouth) and took the clamps off. My nipples hurt so much when I took them off but the pain, like almost always, went straight down to my cunt/clit and I actually put my fingers in my cunt and didn’t stop until I came again. Oh, it was not as fierce as when I came while my hands were still tied and I had the panties in my mouth (I should have tied them in my mouth but didn’t, I guess because I was just in a rush to get myself tied up and cum), but it was still oh so damn pleasant, you know, like a lot of little orgasms all in a row, not one really so hard as to rock your boat completely, but altogether making you just cum and drift off somewhere???? Gosh I really wish I could tell you how this made me feel much better than I am….

I took the vibrator out and then locked my hands behind my back again (after I went to the bathroom) and slept that way. Legs tied and my hands locked behind my back.

This morning after I got up and untied myself I felt really warm and cuddly and tingly and in the shower I couldn’t stop myself from touching my breasts and cunt and I had a very very nice orgasm. Again, not as earth shattering at the ones I had when I got back to my room last night, but very very nice.

After dressing I used the TV to sign out so I would not have to go to the registration desk again and downstairs near the elevators I left my bag with the bellhop. From there I stopped by the coffee shop and had coffee and a roll and then went back to the poker room (I played until about 2 this afternoon before leaving for home – and I still have my chips because I just put them in my purse when I got up from the table <laughing>…

The skirt I am wearing today is not nearly as short as the one I wore last night and my blouse is not quite as revealing either. However I am still wearing the heels (I love the ankle straps and how I can not take them off until the ankle straps are undone) and, now that I am home, I have taken my bra off too (as per your instructions I am not permitted to wear panties or bra in the house if I am not alone and I am to be naked if I am alone … right now I am not alone … but I do hope this is correct …yes/no Meester?), and I think I am just about finished with telling you about yesterday and this morning.

I did not touch myself today – yet – but I do want to … I will just have to wait now until I can get outside later tonight (I am going to try your suggestion of going in my backyard where no one will see me so that I may touch myself and cum outside – if I go late enough tonight I am pretty sure that I will have enough "privacy" between two trees we have near the back of the yard … I will also put my panties in my mouth again or use the ball or cock gag … I’m not sure which yet….

I don’t know if I’ve made a lot of sense with everything I wanted to tell you and describe but I hope you don’t have too much trouble following all this.

One last thing though, I really can’t begin to thank you enough for "forcing me" to do this. It was like putting all the cherries on top of the cake for me … <VERY BIG SMILE>

Your kutje