My Master came over for dinner.
He is also my boyfriend. We are together for almost two years now, but we don’t live together due to busy jobs and we both value our alonetime a lot. Our relationship dynamic is really kind and gentle, and sexually we are both into bdsm. He used to be a professional Dom, but when we got together he quit because it didn’t feel right for me. I didn’t ask him to stop, but I would not have pursued the relationship if he’d have continued.
We agreed earlier on we would play when he came over, after dinner, and that he would spend the night at my place. I cooked his favourite meal, bathed myself, polished my toenails and took great care of my hair and makeup. He likes it, and I like it when I look attractive for him.
We had a few starter drinks, and he asked me whether I was into some early evening fun. Ofcourse I was. He took out his wrist- and anklebands, and undressed me. He then dressed me with a lavender smelling, white cotton panty, and put me on a chair. With his bands, he cuffed my ankles to the chair, and my wrists to the elbow rests. He filled a large can of water and put it on the table next to me, placed another chair in front of me, took the book I was currently reading and came seated in front of me.
He put the book in my lap and ordered me to relax and read. At the end of every other page, I looked at him, so he turned the pages. He made me drink a small glass of water every time he turned the page. After a while I started to feel the need to pee, so I told him I had to go to the bathroom.
“I would like you to stay right here,” he said. My eyes grew large and I could not speak for a while. Should I use our safeword? My mind revolted against the idea of staying seated, but my pussy became instantly wet from arousal. It showed quite clearly in the white knickers. Het put his thumb on my clit and started circling around it. We continued our reading, but as the urge to pee became more present, I found it more difficult to look him right in the eyes. I was aroused, ashamed, afraid.
He asked me whether I’d feel more comfortable wearing blindfolds, and he put them on. In the meanwhile I had become really uncomfortable. I was rocking from left to right, front to back. My bladder hurt and I tried to control my muscles. While I was suffering he stroked my back, kissed my forehead and put some babyoil on my breasts. The liquid sensation of the oil snapped something inside me. I was fighting so so hard, but I relieved for only a second, and I felt the knickers getting a little more wet. My Master caressed my face. “You are so beautiful,” he said. I gave up fighting, and felt my knickers and bum getting really warm. Water trickled down my legs to the floor, it felt like I couldn’t stop.
With a towel my Master cleaned my legs and the floor. He uncuffed me, took the panties off and put me in the shower, still blindfolded. Before he put the hot water tap open, he licked my pussy and inner thighs clean.
I felt loved.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9s3i79/my_first_steps_into_watersports_with_guidance