Kink of the Week: Naked Slave, Clothed Master

The actual topic this week is Clothed Female, Naked Male, but since that doesn't apply to us, I'm reversing it, as was allowed in the KOTW rules. 

Judging by the popularity of this post -- Clothed Male, Naked Female, this seems to be a very popularly searched term, or possibly a kink on its own.   

  As I remove each piece of clothing I feel a slight humiliation, a very strong sense of submission and more than a little excitement about what I'm about to do or receive from him.   Clothing can be a representation of power, and it is especially so when Master keeps his suit on and orders me to strip.
  If there are others present besides the two of us, I can't help but feel them watching me undress, even when I look down or close my eyes to try to hide my inner self just a little bit.  Ostrich syndrome: if I can't see you, you can't see me!   I still imagine them staring at me, perhaps with lust, or perhaps with sympathetic embarrassment for me (I imagine the other s-types thinking, "I'm glad that's not me that has to strip off in front of a crowd!").   

Both the humiliation and submissive feelings are intensified when others are around.   This makes it all the more interesting and exciting for my Master, besides that he thinks I'm beautiful and he wants to show me off, both my body and my submissive obedience.   Knowing that he might be (probably is) thinking such things turns me on, so by the time I have gotten down to the last few underthings, I'm getting tingly feelings down there.  

Often he will then have me kneel at his feet wearing a collar and leash while he chats with others or listens to a presentation, depending on the situation.   I feel shy and extremely focused on him at these times.  I don't want to converse with others or even meet their eyes.  I simply focus on my Master and listen and wait. 

  Other times he will have me sit on his lap, my naked behind pressing into his clothed crotch.  His hands will roam over my body, touching intimate places, pinching my nipples.  Again, I'm focused only on him and attempting to block out the rest of the world.  

Because I enjoy the humiliation and objectification aspect of being naked while he's still clothed, it is something that I do willingly, though there is always a conflicting additional feeling of being forced into it, because it is not something I would choose to do all on my own. I'm pretty shy, actually, and self conscious.  

 It excites me to be ordered, to be told I must, to have some threat of force behind his words, such as when he tells me if I don't hurry up and take my panties off he's going to cut them off.    

I'd say this "kink" pretty much hits a lot of the hot buttons for both of us.