My first walk of shame… was at my husband’s work holiday party [F]

This was a while ago, when my husband (then fiance) and I just got engaged.

Before dating him, I was very vanilla. Not a prude, but definitely not the slut that I am today. When we got together, he empowered me into being more confident, more sexual, more slutty. The skirts became shorter, the heels became taller, clothes tighter and skimpier, my inhibitions were slowly being stripped away. When we got engaged, we both agreed that I would get implants and that’s when I transform into his trophy hotwife slut, a role that I eagerly waited to fulfill.

A few months after the surgery, my then fiance had his annual work holiday party. He works in finance, and his workplace is very macho. Alpha males, successful, confident men who knew what they wanted. Very dog eat dog place. Anyways, it was also the first time seeing his colleagues again since the engagement (and surgery), so the party was also a quasi congratulatory party for us.

Honeymoon Stripper Q&A [MF]

Hi Reddit, so I’ve been getting a lot of questions about the honeymoon stripper story. So I thought I would compile all of them, and start a FAQ, or AMA post. So if you’re one of the curious readers, please feel free to ask a question, and I’ll try my best to answer.

Thanks!

On our honeymoon, I was a Las Vegas stripper at a luxury gentlemen’s club, and I was auctioned off. [MF]

My husband and I lead the ‘hotwife’ lifestyle.  We both agreed that when we got married, we would use our honeymoon as our entry into the lifestyle.  

My husband helped arrange the entire night.  The club had sent a limo for us, and as soon as we arrived, we were whisked away to the back.  There, we met the club staff, we were all very kind and helpful.  The other strippers were also really sweet.  They had arranged for me to get primped and pampered in the back.  There was a team of professional hair and make up people, there to ready me for my upcoming night.  The girls even helped, giving me tips and pointers on how to dance, work the pole, etc… I was so overwhelmed, but after practicing, they all thought I was going to be fabulous.   

I was behind the curtain and I had knots in my stomach.  I was so nervous.  But as soon as I was announced on stage, I came out and I felt so alive.  I went on stage and danced my first routine and it was so exhilarating and erotic.  It felt like I was born again.  I felt like I didn’t know what I was doing, but apparently it was great and everybody thought I did a wonderful job.  

My husband asked me to hate fuck my ex BF on our honeymoon [MF]

Some context: My husband and I are happily married and lead a ‘hotwife’ lifestyle.

During our honeymoon, there was a night that I will never forget. My husband had planned and prepared this special night for me. A surprise, I knew nothing about it, and trusted him completely as my husband and as my Dom. As we were riding the hotel elevator up, I was nervous with anticipation. Earlier that day, my husband had me go to the spa, to get pampered and ready. Then off to the salon to get my hair and makeup done. Finally back to our room, where he dressed me in a black, tight bimbo dress. Paired with a set of designer high heels, I screamed my new role, his trophy slut.

When we arrived at the hotel room, knocked on the door. I could hear a man inside, answer allowing us to enter the room. As we walked in, I could see a familiar figure and face. As he turned around and revealed himself, I realized that this man was actually one of my ex boyfriends. Needless to say that I was shocked and surprised as I practically gasped.