Vanessa's Journal
Week commencing September 14
Monday - The weather was cold that morning, and I had decided to put my dungaree
dress on. I had forgotten that the workmen would be arriving to do the
conservatory and they arrived just after Jon had left. They (one about 45 and
the other about 30) both came to the door to say that they were here, and looked
a little disappointed when I opened the door with some clothes on. I took them
round the back and showed them where everything was. One asked me what the
scaffold frame was for and I couldn't think of anything better to say than "It's
for me to sunbathe on." They both looked at me with a puzzled look so I said,
"who's for a cup of tea then?" I left them to it and went and put the kettle on.
I still had the dress on when I took them the tea but took it off when I got
back inside as the sun was starting to shine and the house was warming up
because I had put the heating on. I was doing the ironing in the kitchen when
one of the men brought their cups back. His face lit up as I opened the back
door and he saw me naked. "It's true then" he said. "What is?" I replied. "That
you walk around the house naked, the boss said you did, but we didn't believe
him." "Well I do, the garden as well. Is that a problem?" I asked. "Not with
us, you can be naked as much as you like for us, we're not bothered. Can we have
another brew in about an hour please?"
I took them their next 'brew' and they kept me talking for ages. We talked about
everything and nothing before I told them that I had to go. I suppose that I was
enjoying the attention, and judging by the bulges in their trousers, they were
enjoying the view. It went on like that for most of the day, and they hadn't
finished digging the trench when the concrete wagon arrived. It had to wait out
the front while they hurriedly finished the digging. I stayed inside, out of the
way, and when Jon got home he said it was my fault for teasing the men. Jon said
that he wasn't going to punish me because the job got done, even if they didn't
finish until 7:00 p.m.
Tuesday - 2 different men arrive to do the brick work. Again it was one older
man and a young man. I thought that it was best that I kept a dress on when I
took the tea to them, but the young man did catch me naked when he brought the
cups into the kitchen without knocking. You should have seen his face light-up.
Went to Tescos and saw Bridie. She was very busy but she said that she would
ring me.
Wednesday - Yet more different men came. This time it was 2 men about my age. I
had got fed-up with taking tea out to them so I told them to come and make their
own in the kitchen. I kept a dress on until after they got started, then removed
it to start on the job of removing the hair round my pussy lips with the Sonique
depilatory machine. That was a laborious task and my back ached having to
bend-over so much, but it will have been worth while if it doesn't grow again.
The signs are good, the hair at the top of my pussy haven't started growing
again. One of the men walked into the kitchen as I was getting myself some
lunch and didn't seem at all surprised by the fact that I was naked. We got
chatting and it turned out that he and his wife were naturists and he would have
preferred to be naked as well. He was a nice man and I quite enjoyed the chat.
He came back in later on and we continued the talks. The other man didn't come
in at all and it turns out that he's gay.
Thursday - When Jon went to work he left me restrained, spread-eagle to the
punishment bed with a blindfold on. Before he had done that, he had attached a
big lump of ice from the freezer to the cord of the roller-blind on the window.
He put a bucket under it to catch all the drips and told me that it would take
about 3 hours for it to melt sufficiently enough for the blind to roll up so
that anyone could see into the room. That meant that in 3 hours and for the rest
of the day, any and all of the workmen who were working on the roof of the
conservatory, would be able to see me tied to the bed naked, with my legs spread
wide, and I wouldn't be able to see them. Those 3 hours were a killer. On the
one hand I was so helpless, and was frightened what the men might do when they
saw me, and on the other hand the excitement was tremendous, my juices were
soaking the bed.
I had been listening to the men outside and come to the conclusion that they
were again 2 different men. They sounded youngish, but it was difficult to tell.
I heard the blind go up when the ice melted and waited for some indication that
I had been spotted. It took what seemed like hours before I heard one of them
say "Here Ben, come and have a look at this." My heart was pounding, I felt
frightened but excited. It's one thing walking around naked and talking to
strange men, but it's certainly another thing being tied-up and have absolutely
no defence against them if they decided to do something to me.
"Bloody hell!" was Ben's reply. And then "remember what the boss said, we'll get
sacked if we touch her." His mate then said, "but he didn't say anything about
photographs did he and I've got a camera in the van." A short while later I
heard a camera clicking and winding on. After about 3 shots Ben's mate said,
"let's go inside and take some more." A couple of minutes later I heard the
bedroom door open and heavy breathing before 3 more photos were taken. Then the
film rewound. Ben's mate said, "I'm off to buy another film" then I heard the
van's engine start.
Was Ben still in the room with me or not? there was silence for a couple of
minutes then I heard the zip on a pair of jeans being opened. 'Oh no I thought,
he's going to fuck me,' but he didn't, I felt his breath on my very wet pussy,
but he didn't touch me. Then I heard the rhythmic movement of clothes. He was
wanking. Was he going to shoot his load over me, perhaps onto my pussy? I was
laying there rigid with my pussy getting wetter and wetter listening to him
wanking, wondering what he was going to do, and wishing that I could see what he
was doing. In the end he moaned a couple of times and that was it.
When his mate came back they took a lot more photographs and just before it all
went quiet, I heard Ben's mate say "that'll give the lads down at the pub
something to talk about." Photos of me naked, spread-eagle tied to a bed were
going to be passed round a pub in Derby. The thought excited me, but I was
wondering if any of the people who saw them would recognise me and say
something. I really wanted to cum, but there was nothing that I could do. I also
wanted to go for a pee but ....
Jon came home early that night and released me. He wouldn't let me go for a pee
until I had told him what had happened. I told him about the men when they first
saw me, but didn't say anything about the camera, or them coming into the
bedroom. I said that I didn't hear anything else. That was a bit daft, cos I
know that Jon will read this sometime, and I'll get punished for not telling him
the truth, but I really needed to relieve myself, in more ways than one. When I
sat on the loo I didn't know which to do first, pee or masturbate. The pee came
second.
Saturday September 19
Another 2 workmen came to finish off the job. There were the electrics and the
plumbing to sort out which meant that the men had to be in the house for a lot
of the time. After the first couple of times looking at me the men just ignored
me and got on with the job. I felt totally safe being naked with Jon being
there. They finished mid afternoon, and Jon then took me into town. He wanted to
get some more plaster of Paris to make a model of my torso. Don't know what he
would want that for, but it would help me when I was in my dress making mode.
While we were out he took me to Debenhams and bought me a thick coat. It comes
down to about half way between my knees and pussy, and doesn't have any buttons.
It relies on the belt being tied to keep it together. Jon said that it would be
easier for me to 'flash' people that way.
When we got home I went into the conservatory. It was lovely and warm and I
could see that I was going to enjoy being able to relax in there, looking out
over the garden and fields with it being lovely and warm in there, but freezing
outside.
Jon took me out for dinner to a posh restaurant and I had to wear the remote
controlled vibrator and my dress that just has a front and a back and laces up
the sides. Jon would only let me lace it up from my hips to the top. The front
and back don't meet, and they leave a gap of about 3 inched up each side. With
the thin rope lacing it is obvious that I'm not wearing anything underneath. Jon
left the remote control on the table, and turned it up each time a waiter came
to the table. It was most embarrassing when I had an orgasm as the waiter was
explaining what was on the sweet trolley to me. He asked me if I was OK and even
apologised for if the food was causing my distress.
It was a good job that Jon had told me to lift the back part of the dress up so
that my bum was directly onto the seat. If it hadn't been then my dress would
have had the big wet patch instead of the seat covers. As it was the wet patch
was very visible when I did get up.
Sunday September 20
After breakfast Jon took me to the Hotel Gym - Jon made me work really hard on
all the machines and I was soaked in sweat when we finished. I had put only my
tennis dress on, and it made it easier for working harder as it automatically
fell over my pussy whenever I was doing any of the exercises. I was glad that
Jon didn't ask me to do some exercises standing on my head as there were quite a
few people there, including some of the staff. After the Gym we went for a swim.
I had taken my over-sized orange bikini with me, and had a bit of trouble
keeping the bottoms up. As it was the crotch of it was way below my pussy and
gaping open for anyone to see whenever my legs weren't closed. Jon had me
swimming breast stroke, a lot of it on my back so even I could see my pussy a
lot of the time. As it was there was only one girl and one boy (both about 15)
that seemed to notice. The Jacuzzi was nice, we stayed in there for ages and Jon
told me to take the bottoms off and put them on the side for everyone to see. I
got a puzzled look from one middle-aged couple when they saw them, and one old
man came and sat on the side right next to me. He was looking down my top onto
my breasts and nipples, which were showing from that angle. I saw him catch
Jon's eye at one point, but that didn't stop him looking because Jon said, "nice
out today isn't it?"
From there it was the steam room and Jon told me to sit with my knees about 18
inches apart. That meant that anyone sitting on the other opposite side would
be able to see my pussy. The girl and boy followed us in and were looking, but
the steam must have made it difficult for them to see anything. After a long
session in there I was beginning to feel a little dizzy so Jon told me to go and
take a shower, then take my bikini off and wrap a towel round me and he would
meet me in the rest area. When I got there Jon was on one of the loungers with
his feet up and his knees bent. He had a towel on as well, and I could easily
see his dick and balls. He told me to lie on the longer next to him in the same
position. I guess that he wanted anyone who came in to be able to see either of
our private parts, dependant upon which type they were interested. We started
reading some magazines that were in there, and after about 10 minutes the same
boy and girl came in and sat opposite us. They kept looking at us and whispering
to each other, and after a few minutes the girl got up and went. This left the
boy who has having a real good look at me. Not wanting to deprive him of a good
education I slowly opened my legs a bit more so that he could get the best
possible view.
Then the door opened again and the girl came back in. I think that she must have
been braver than the boy because she now had a towel round her, and it looked
like she had taken her costume off because she no longer had any straps over her
shoulders. She lay down on the same longer and after a minute and some more
whispering, she lifted her knees. Sneaking quick looks round the magazine I
could just make out some black pubic hairs. From the angle I thought that Jon
would be able to see better, and when I talked to him later, yes he had. He'd
been able to see everything she'd got. He said that he was impressed that she'd
had the courage to do it, but disappointed that she hadn't removed her pubic
hair.
The boy and the girl were still whispering, and then the boy got up and slowly
walked out, he had a real good look at both me and the girl as he went. He came
back in almost straight away, but hadn't got changed. He still had his swimming
costume on, but it was bulging at the front. Poor lad looked a bit embarrassed,
especially when the girl giggled at him when she saw it. Jon got up and came and
sat next to me with his back to them. He put an arm round my leg that was
nearest to him and slowly opened my legs even more. So much so that my lips were
parting. After about a minute of that we got up and went into the sauna which
was empty, so Jon told me to take my towel off and lay on it - on my back with
my knees up and open. Jon took his towel off and sat on it. Five minutes later
the girl and boy came in, I guess that they wanted another look. Jon had sat in
a place that he could see who was coming in, and had not told me to cover up so
I didn't move when they came in. The boy had gone and got his towel, but I could
still see the bulge.
They stopped when they saw us both naked, but Jon said, "Come on in, don't let
us stop you. We've gone European, hope you don't mind." The girl muttered a
"no" and they both came in and sat down. After a minute or so the girl stood up
and said, "I think we'll join you" and took her towel off. She then said, "come
on Peter." Peter was a little reluctant, possibly because of his hard-on that
was embarrassing him, but they both sat down. His dick was about the same size
as Jon's (when it's hard), but I was thinking that it wouldn't stay like that
for long in that heat. The girl had quite big tits for her age, and a hairy
beaver (as Jon sometimes calls it).
I was right, after about 5 minutes the boy's hard-on had gone. After 10, they
had both had enough and they went, leaving just Jon and me. I have to admit that
I was getting quite hot by then, and we both went out a couple of minutes later.
Jon told me to use one of the showers just outside the sauna, and to only half
close the curtain, but no one came in. After I had cooled down, Jon told me to
go and get changed, and to meet him in the reception. When I got there he was
waiting for me with a couple of drinks in his hands. As we were sat there
drinking, the girl and then the boy came out of the changing rooms. She smiled
and said, "hi" in response to Jon smiling at her, but they both left.
By that time it was early afternoon and Jon took me to a Chinese for some lunch.
I had put on my denim dungarees dress that day with a short crop top underneath,
and when we were moving round the table getting food I noticed one man standing
next to me quite a lot and trying to look down my skirt. I guess that he'd
noticed that he could see right down to the floor, and my body all that way.
I think that we both eat too much, cos when we got home neither of us could be
bothered to do anything other than watch TV.
