Oh my god. XXX The paint felt like liquid silk against my skin. The judges gave my artist an award for his interesting portrayal of “The Release”. I had a heightened awareness of touch, and the brush was stroking all my nerve endings. He loves to share me with his Hunting Club buddies and a few other *********** men. He also has recently forbidden me from wearing any panties. I was subjecting myself to this public degradation, and I hated it and loved it at the same time. “Th Release” was what the judges dubbed my body paint design, and that was exactly what it was. As I stood on the platform, I tried to rid my mind of the desire to have an orgasm.
