Chapter 1 of 3 ;)
A beautiful woman, just turned 40 years old, gets ready for her evening in front of the bathroom mirror. Scarlet stands in black stilettos and lingerie: a sheer black bra, panties, corset, black tights, and a garter belt. She’s bending over the sink, applying lipstick, and the hot red color complements her warm olive skin. Her winged black eyeliner brings out her deep piercing brown eyes, and she smiles nervously to herself.
Tonight is her first kink party. She has the right to be a little nervous.
She tosses her long black wavy hair over her shoulder and struts from the bathroom over to her bed, reaching for her black trenchcoat. She puts the coat on over her lingerie, her heart pounding between her legs at the thought of leaving the house in nothing but this. She swallows.
In her purse, she places a black leather cat mask, a piece she ordered online that covers her eyes and forehead. She’s a well established therapist in Los Angeles, specializing in trauma and grief, and she’s a leader in her field. She can’t show her face at a kink party, but that doesn’t mean she can’t enjoy herself at one.
Her kink experience is limited, admittedly. She’s enjoyed kink a lot in theory, researching kink and following kink educators on social media, watching kinky porn and fucking herself generously, even sexting with hotties off of Lex and sharing her kinky fantasies. But she’s yet to have a real life Dom to submit to. She craves domination, wanting a hot butch Daddy to take her over and control her, boss her around, tell her exactly what to do to please them.
Scarlet hopes she finds one tonight.
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Astrid buttons up her black shirt, leaving two buttons open, and tucks the shirt into her black jeans and leather belt. They pull their black leather chest harness on over their shoulders, awkwardly straining to adjust the metal buckles. Bulldog harnesses are hard to put on alone, but Astrid just moved to Los Angeles three months ago from London to a studio apartment and doesn’t have a roommate to help her, so she’s on her own.
She fastens her harness, straightening up in front of her full length mirror, ready for BOUNDLESS: A Kink Party. Astrid built a good reputation for themself as a Dom top in the London kink scene, especially as an impact top. They’re ready to establish the same reputation here in LA, feeling sadistic and itching to hear the sound of floggers on skin tonight. They’re ready to find a hot femme sub to get on her knees and suck their cock, fuck her into submission ‘til she’s screaming and drawing the attention of everyone at the party. Astrid bites her lip, checking herself out in the mirror.
I look good, they think, tucking their thumbs into their belt. Ready to top.
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Astrid arrives to BOUNDLESS early, checking out the snack bar, drink bar, and sex shop. They can’t resist buying a set of black and red paddles that say BUTCH and FEMME. The shop owner is a cute femme with perky tits emphasized by a red pushup bra, who thanks them kindly for paying a tip.
“You’re so welcome,” Astrid smiles wide. “Thank you,” she says, holding up the paddles. “I love these.”
They go to stash their new toys in their toy bag, stored in the back closet. Astrid nods to the dungeon monitor who’s watching the coat check.
When she emerges, she spots a mysterious femme in a cat mask and red lipstick at the front entrance, checking in. Astrid watches as she takes off her coat, revealing sexy, sheer black lingerie underneath, including a corset and thigh-high stockings in a garter belt that make Astrid’s heart stop. She licks her lips. They’re captivated, watching this mysterious sexy woman with a beautiful body, who is now walking towards them – oh my God – she’s walking towards the coat check, obviously, and Astrid collects herself. Astrid steps aside politely for the femme, smiling.
When she comes back out, Astrid shoots her shot.
“Hi there,” they purr. “I love your mask. How are you doing tonight?”
The femme bites her lip, looking down to the floor. “I’m well, thank you. And yourself?”
“Better now,” Astrid beams. “Can I ask what you’re looking for tonight?”
“I’m, ah,” the femme says, “I’m looking for a Dom tonight. And yourself?” she repeats nervously.
“I’m looking for a sub,” Astrid says, standing taller, lowering her shoulders. “How about that,” she adds with a smirk, catching the femme’s beautiful brown eyes hiding behind the leather cat mask.
The femme clasps her hands in front of herself shyly, which presses her breasts together. Astrid tries to focus.
“What’s your name, beautiful?” Astrid asks. They stick their hands in their pockets.
“Scarlet,” she says. She briefly wonders if she should have given her real name, but it’s too late now.
“Scarlet,” Astrid repeats with a smile. “It’s nice to meet you.” Out of the corner of their eye, Astrid sees their new friend Ryan, who they didn’t know would be at this party. How fun. “Listen, I just saw a friend of mine, but catch me later? I’d love to talk more about negotiating a scene.”
“Yes,” Scarlet says with a shy smile. “I’d like that.”
Astrid gives Scarlet a confident smile and a wink, and walks over to Ryan to say hi.
Scarlet wanders away to watch the demo tops. There’s bootblacking, electricity, needle play, impact play, rope, suspension – everything you could imagine at this party. Scarlet finds herself drawn to the impact scene in the corner, with a femme in fishnets and a corset getting her beautiful ass beaten by a flogger. The androgynous impact top skillfully twirls two floggers in their hands simultaneously. The femme bottom is crying out in hot moans that sound straight out of the porn Scarlet has been watching, and it sends electricity to her core, lighting her up.
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