My wife and I were in San Francisco for a meeting, and were
staying in a hotel near the convention center downtown. Our room
was on the 16th floor, and faced east toward the bay. The
windows in our room were very wide, covered with curtains, and
reached nearly from ceiling to floor. Another hotel was about
two blocks away, and was nearly as tall as ours. I am a bit of a
voyeur, and always bring a set of binoculars along on such trips.
My wife and I not only enjoy observing the “activity” in the
adjoining hotels, we also enjoy viewing the scenes in the streets
We had been into bondage as a part of our sex play for some
time, and had discussed public bondage, but she had always been
reluctant to go along. She voiced concerns over getting caught,
her vulnerability in unknown situations, etc., all of which were
perfectly true potential problems. I respected her concerns,
since she would be the one tied up and defenseless should
something unexpected happen.
After returning to the hotel the last night we were to be in
town, my wife was in the shower. I darkened the bedroom and took
out the binoculars. I began looking through my binoculars at the
street below. Nothing was going on, so I brought the binoculars
up to the hotel across the way. Directly across from our room, I
noticed a man in the window looking back through binoculars at
our hotel. Suddenly, I had an idea!
I quickly closed the curtains and turned on one room light.
The effect was one of romantic low lighting. My wife came out of
the shower, naked, except for a towel wrapped around her and
tucked over her breasts in front.
She was a short haired brunette in her mid-forties, but
looked like she was in her early 30s. She was about 5-6, with a
doll-like face and nose, tremendous figure, and smooth skin. She
liked showing off her figure, but in a way that was classy, not
“Feel like playing the slave tonight?” I asked as I held her
to me, pinning her wrists playfully behind her back.
“Welllllll, if you insist, Master,” she said, in her coy
voice. She knew I always brought some restraints, masks,
blindfolds, and other toys on these joint trips, but she was
never sure just what I had brought. I took a chair without arms
from the desk and placed it in the middle of the room, facing
away from the curtained windows. My wife straddled the chair,
and placed her arms behind her over the back. I soon had her
tied fast, with her arms drawn down behind her and her knees
spread wide. I raised her ankles off the floor and tied them to
the rear chair legs on either side. The towel had slipped a bit,
and I rearranged it and fixed the opening with two spring clips
so that she was again completely covered–for now!! I
blindfolded her, and began to play under the towel. I reached
inside the towel and gently stroked the sides of her breasts and
slowly tickled her ribs and stomach. I avoided her pussy
altogether–for now!! Then I stopped.
“What are you doing?”
“I just want to check something. Wait a minute.”
I took out the binoculars and slightly opened the curtains
behind her . Looking across the way, I saw the same man still
looking back. I would give him something to make his night! I
closed the curtain.
As I began turning her chair, I said, “I’m going to turn you
around facing the window. I believe it will be better this way.”
“What will be better?” she asked, a bit nervously.
“You know how we have discussed public bondage and sex play.
You were always understandably reluctant because of the obvious
dangers involved. Well, here’s a way that we can do it and not
be in danger.”
“What do you mean?” She already felt her pussy getting wet
at the idea of being seen naked and bound, not to mention being
“There is a hotel across the way. If anyone happens to be
looking this way with binoculars, they will get a real show.”
“I’m not sure–Oh, God! You’re going to do it, aren’t you??
Have you thought this through??”
“First, I’m going to cover both our faces with the ski masks
we brought. I’m going to keep your eyes uncovered, because I
want you to be able to see, too. If anyone is looking, they
can’t identify us. Second, it would be next to impossible for
anyone over there to correctly identify our room. Third, we are
leaving in the morning. Fourth, you have no choice at this
“Well, since you put it that way…Anyway, we don’t know
anyone’s watching. It will probably be OK. I’m game!”
“Might as well be.” I put on our ski masks, and moved her
chair closer to the window. Two lamps were against the wall next
to the window. When I turned them on, my wife’s bound body was
lit up like the New York City Christmas tree. The romantic
lighting suddenly was very stark and revealing. “Ready?” I asked.
“Y-Y-Yes. I might as well be, as you say.”
I opened the curtains slowly, as if to tantalize an audience
that I knew was there, but she did not yet know existed for sure.
Suddenly, her awareness of the possibility of being seen
increased. The curtain was open, she was tied facing a hotel,
she was in full light, she was totally naked under her towel, she
was spread wide! Moreover, she knew that when I started to work
on her, her involuntary reactions would be very arousing to
anyone watching. She would feel humiliated, and excited all at
once. Her pussy was tingling with excitement at the possibility
of being discovered and watched! She quickly glanced at the
hotel, but did not seem to notice the silhouette of the man in
the window. I started working on her before she could
concentrate on trying to find any audience that might be
I began by standing behind her and gently stroking her neck
and shoulders and the sides of her tits above the towel. She was
very ticklish, and found the combination of tickling and bondage
very sexually stimulating. Her struggles in bondage were
greatest while being tickled. Although she always pleaded
incessantly, she confided often that she never actually wanted me
My stroking caused her to start to struggle against the
“Oh, God, you’re starting early, aren’t you?”
“I want anyone watching to see you really struggle, that you
are really tied tight, and are completely in my control.”
Her fantasies took over, and her struggles increased. She
twisted and turned and tried to bring her knees together, all
unsuccessfully. She threw her head back and forth and side to
side, and frequently looked at me, begging me with her eyes to
stop as if she were playing a silent movie role. She begged and
pleaded verbally, but she realized the fantasy audience could not
hear her. So, she accentuated her visible pleadings for ‘his, or
I whispered, “Now I’m going to pull your towel down and show
off your tits.”
“Oh, God! Wait, wait a minute. I’m not sure I can do this
anymore! Are you sure it’s OK? I mean, I’ve never been naked in
public before. I’m sure the way I react will be very humiliating
if we’re seen. God, it’s exciting, though. My pussy is
“You’re forgetting, you have no choice. You will be
displayed to anyone watching in the hotel.”
I untucked the towel and removed the top spring clamp. The
towel fell away to the waist, revealing her 36-D tits and their
large, pink areolae. Her tits did not droop, but stood out
proudly from her chest. I could not help but notice she
unconsciously raised her chest slightly, as if proud to display
her tits. As I cupped her tits from behind, I said, “I want to
present you to the audience.”
“AAAAAHHHHHHH!! God, I’m embarrassed! What if someone sees
“Then they will see you. You’re magnificent. Don’t be
ashamed!” I squeezed and kneaded both tits simultaneously, and
raised them to present them to the man I knew was watching. I
gently stroked the nipples, and then stepped around to her right
side and began suckling her nipples. She threw her head back and
began moaning and raising her hips slightly in rhythm with my
sucking motions on her tits. Then I stepped behind her again and
continued my stroking.
“I want them to see your tits jiggle,” I said. I began
stroking the sides of her tits and her ribs. She exploded in
laughter and began bucking up and down in the chair. She was
unable to prevent her tits from bouncing up and down as she
bucked against my fingers dancing across her ribs.
After a couple of minutes, I was ready for the big news.
“Now, I’m going to remove the towel altogether, and let him see
your gaping pussy, too!”
“What do you mean, HIM!!??”
“Well, I have to tell you now that someone has been watching
all along. There is a man in the hotel directly across from our
room that has a pair of binoculars. I spotted him while you were
in the shower. If you look, you can still see his silhouette in
the center window right across, look!” I did not point, because
I did not want him to know that I knew he was there…watching.
She saw him! “Geez, you’re going to really strip me naked
with him watching, aren’t you!!?? Can he see my nipples and
cunt? Can he tell I’m naked and tied? God, are you really going
to make me cum with him watching??!!”
“Yes, to all the above. With those binoculars, he can not
only see your nipples and cunt, he can see your clit swell and
your juices flow.” I lied a little, but I wanted to heighten her
excitement as much as possible. “I’m going to take your towel,
She moaned and threw her head back as the other spring clamp
was removed, and the towel fell across the chair seat beneath
her. Her breathing quickened, her hips rose a bit, and her knees
fell apart a bit more. I knew she was thrilled at being
completely exhibited to the stranger.
I placed the “Swedish” vibrator on my right hand, but did
not turn it on. She had not noticed the vibrator. I reached
down with both hands and gently pulled her labia apart, showing
her swollen clit and her pink pussy to the stranger with the
binoculars. Then I began to gently stroke her slit up and down,
occasionally burying a finger up to the hilt in her cunt. I
moved around to her right side again, and continued to play with
her cunt as I resumed my sucking on her tits and nipples. She
became lost in arousal.
“That’s it, show him what you’ve got. Raise your hips up
and give him a good view of your pussy. Spread your legs as wide
as you can.”
She followed my command, presenting her pussy as widely as
she could. Her hips started rising and falling, rising and
falling with the stroking finger.
“You didn’t notice, but I have the vibrator on my hand.”
“AAAHh, AAHhh! AAaare you goo..AAHhh going t-t-to t-t- AAahhh!
Turn it O-O-Oon?”
I removed my hand for a second. “Of course I am. Don’t be
She got her breath and composed herself for an instant.
“God, that thing drives me wild! You’re going to make me crazy in
front o-O-Of the AAAAHHHHHOOOOOHHHHHHHH GOD!!!!”
As soon as the vibrating fingers hit her pussy and clit, she
“Yep, I am. I want you to put on your best involuntary show
for our guest observer. You wouldn’t want anything but your
best, would you?”
She bucked wildly. She raised her hips so high, she was
practically horizontal, pointing her gaping pussy directly toward
the window. I began to resume sucking her tits as I continued
the up and down motions with my fingers along her slit. Then I
suddenly crammed three fingers into her hole and mashed my thumb
against her clit and held it there. She stopped in mid air, and
the first of several shattering climaxes hit her. I continued
playing with her until several more were unleashed. Then I
stopped and allowed her to recover a bit.
“What do you think, do you want to show him some more?” I
“Can you cover me now? God, I’ve never been so humiliated
“Don’t forget aroused and excited, too!”
She blushed, “Yeah, that’s true, too. But, geez, to
actually have my tits and pussy shown, and to be made to cum too,
that’s really way out! I loved it!! But it is humiliating too.”
“It’s also beyond your control. In your slave role, you are
mine to show to whom I please. I don’t want to ever do it in a
way that’s dangerous. Trust me.”
“I do. Keep me naked, show him some more. I really want
to, I’m just embarrassed and scared. But I’m more excited!”
I closed the curtains, and untied my wife from the chair, but
left her hands bound just in case she tried to back out of more.
After turning the chair down with its back on the floor, I retied
her to the chair straddling the “front” legs, and bent her down
forward to tie her wrists to the back of the chair now resting on
the floor. The resulting position was that of
presenting her pussy and ass to the window from the rear.
“I wasn’t counting on this!! You’re going to present me in
the most degrading position imaginable!!”
“Slaves are supposed to be humiliated. I want him to see
all of your most intimate parts. I am presenting you to him as I
see fit. You have no choice but to allow yourself to be seen.
I’m going to reopen the curtains, now.”
She truly was presented in a position every bit as degrading
as she imagined. As her protests continued, I replaced the
vibrator on my right hand again, turned it on, and began to
stimulate her cunt once again, this time from the rear and from
“But my a-a-AAHHH-asshole-AAAAAA-GEEEZZZZ!!! asshole is on
“Display? Yep, it is, and your cunt is dripping again. All
part of the show!”
I stroked her slit and slowly spread her juices toward her
asshole. She immediately knew what I planned.
“PPLLLEEASE DON’T–Don’t stick your fingers in my ass in
front of him!!” She knew pleading was useless, but now she was
really into the game. Begging was always part of the game.
“PPLLEASE! You know that is my most sensitive spot next to my
I squeezed her clit between my first and second fingers as
my thumb slowly–SLOWLY–entered her puckered nub. She came
unglued again! She raised straight up from the chair,
straightening her legs almost to their fullest, and began shaking
her ass up and down in the air, spreading her knees widely each
time she came down. With her ankles spread wide, her tits were
clearly visible hanging down between her knees each time she
straightened her legs out. The view presented to the observer
was magnificently complete!
None of this was lost on my wife. She shook her ass and
jiggled her tits as the second series of climaxes hit her. She
was absolutely magnificent in her reactions. After several
climaxes, I turned off the vibrator and took it off my hand.
“Hold that pose,” I said.
I quickly removed my clothes and put the vibrator back on my
hand. The touch of my cock against her pussy startled her.
“You’re going to fuck me now?! You haven’t humiliated me
enough?! You have to fuck me in front of him, too, and from the
She wasn’t demanding that I not do it, I noticed.
“Yep, I’m gonna fuck you, too. Isn’t that a part of your
best show, too?”
I slid my rod into her from the rear, and reached around and
continued stroking her clit with my vibrating fingers. She was
soon bucking against my rod as it slid in and out of her pussy.
I was sure that the observer had a clear view of all the action,
including a full view of her jiggling tits between our legs as
she humped my rod. We soon came in shattering simultaneous
climaxes, and I withdrew to allow the stranger to view my cum
trickling down her leg…the last thrilling humiliation she was
to endure for the evening.
As I closed the curtains, I couldn’t resist the temptation,
“Th-th-that’s all, folks!”
My wife chuckled at the irony of the joke as I untied her.
“Well, still opposed to public bondage?”
“Well, not if it’s as safe as this. When are we going out
of town again?”
I smiled. I knew I had her now. The next time would be
more public, but I just had to figure out a way to make it as
– The End –