It wasn’t the first time he’d gone down this path, but this time felt different. It started as a way to play to his submissive tendencies online, but it had never gone this far.
It all started just a few weeks ago when he started logging back in to his Fetlife account. It had sat dormant for more than two years while he tried to tamp down all of his submissive desires during the Covid-19 Pandemic. Overnight, he went from seeing his Domme on a regular basis to that one-hour commute to the city being a journey that became impossible. Life truly got in the way for a long time, but recently, the path became remarkably clear.
In March, his divorce was finalized. It was better for both parties, and a long time coming, but all of the stress of the process had taken its toll on him. In his head, he was mentally ready to move on from the past 13 years. One month after the divorce, his luck seemed to be getting even better as the company he had joined only a year before was acquired by its top competitor triggering an automatic buyout of all of the shares he’d gotten when he signed on. It was made even better that due to the timing, none of that income could be part of his divorce settlement. For the first time in his life, he was left with absolutely no commitments to anyone, and enough of a financial cushion to just take a step back and relax.
And that’s exactly how it all started, he booked a vacation to completely unwind – a month in the Florida Keys. It was a place he’d only visited once, but even on that trip, it felt like a place where he could just let his guard down, and be himself. At the age of 44, he definitely didn’t feel like he fit into the Miami club scene, he felt like margaritas and live music were a better fit.
On his first night there, he met a woman to whom he was immediately attracted. The fact that she was wearing a pair of black leather shorts sucked him in, the whisper in his ear that she ‘could tell he’s the type of guy who likes to give up control’ sealed the deal. After three drinks, they were back at her room. She took out two pair of handcuffs from her bag and handcuffed him to the bed, hopped on top of him and rode his rock hard cock. It didn’t even take two minutes until he exploded inside her dripping wet pussy. She kept his cock inside and ground her sweaty body against his – he could feel every last drop of cum leaving his shrinking cock.
“Mmmmm, that was amazing,” she purred. “Your cock is perfect.”
He was completely caught up in the moment. The combination of the afterglow of the explosive orgasm, the feel of her sweaty body against his, and the scent of worn leather from the shorts that had been lying next to his head since she took them off had created a feeling of intoxication.
“Let me lick your pussy clean my goddess,” he said in a whisper. “I want to taste you.”
It felt like a needle had been dragged across a record. Everything came to a crashing haunt. She grabbed her shorts and put them on as she got up off of him, taking the key from the pocket and unlocking his wrists from the cuffs, still leaving them attached to the bed.
“I think you should go,” she said coldly as he blankly stared back at her. “You cum inside me and then tell me you want to ‘clean’ me? That’s pretty fucked up if you ask me. I think it’s time to leave.”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vxnp3r/adventures_in_key_west_part_1_femdom_bdsm_sm