A Special Date (2) [M/F] [Mdom; bd; sm; ds; cons]

Even so, I could not contain my longing even one more moment. There was no hesitation, there was no second guessing, only the throbbing sensation in my chest and private parts remained. He stood up, eyes still on me, and extended his hand. I took it silently and before I could fully stand, he pulled me up and towards himself. Clutching his hand harder I stopped myself from falling onto him. Though the thought of just letting my body collide with his crossed my mind for a split second. Would he catch me? Would he just let me stumble and fall? There was no finding out, because he had clutched my waist with his free arm before anything could happen. Now I was resting against his arm with my hand still holding onto his, eagerly awaiting his next move. “Be careful, I might have to tie you onto the next best piece of furniture if you stumble around like that. For your safety, of course.”, his words struck a particular nerve. “Sorry”, I mumbled in a low, shaky voice, “I will try to do better now.” A brief smile graced the corners of his mouth. He pulled me in closer, close enough for our loins to touch. I felt the heat of his hard cock pressing against my lower abdomen. My lips parted as I inhaled sharply. I wanted him so much right now and knew that he would take his time. Yes, he would toy with me because he knew that this only made me crave him more. He knew that a firm hand would get me to be his pet entirely.

A Special Date (1)

As I applied my favourite lipstick, colour like fresh blood, my eyes wandered through the room. It was only dimly lit now as to not disturb the mood of the place. It was evening and anticipation is in the air. Carefully I readjusted my garter belt, lace stockings and bra, nothing could be out of line tonight. One last look at my reflection, which stared back at in disbelief at what I got myself into.