My mind had gone to a place it had never been before knowing that the pain I was receiving I was actually LOVING but at the same time I was desperate ...or it to stop.Before I knew what was happening the pain did stop to be replaced with a new sensation of a rubber gloved hand inserting 2 fingers into my tight little arse. I was being lubed up good and proper and before I knew it the fingers were replaced with a butt plug.Desperate to hold it in the lube in my arse gradualy pushed it out until I. .We finally pull up to a heavily secured gate and fenced property in the middle of nowhere. The driver is prompted by a few tones and beeps and replies with his cell phone with some more beeps and tones. The gate opens and we drive onto the property. After another almost 30 minutes we arrive at a driveway and a series of commercial looking garages. A man appears and opens the car door for me. He instructs me,"You must kneel. I will put a blind fold on you and I will take you to Mistress Terie.. "Exactly, how am I going to up the ante? I still feel a thrill over showing off and being totally naked at home, but I need more now. You know me, Tony. I ALWAYS need more after awhile." Well, I guess we'll have to get busy and think of something," I said.And we did. The next step in our growing erotic exhibitionism play, it turned out, was to take more and more of what Carla called "flashing trips."We lived about a half hour from Padre Island, so showing off at the beach most of the summer was. This was the pattern for the next month or two and I got more and more frustrated by the lack of sex and although I was still sniffing the panties I no longer masturbated into them.About the same time Abi came our of her shell a bit more, wearing pyjamas around the house as opposed to getting dressed, she always wore a bra etc under them so didn't give much away. Then when she was more at home she went to wearing little nightshirts or shorts and vest tops. The underwear underneath soon went and.