Coffee Shop

This story happened, I still can’t believe it so if you don’t, I don’t blame you. It was last summer and I’m still as shocked by what happened as I was when it happened.

*important information for later*
Her 5’1″ 115lbs (roughly)
Me. 6’3 275lbs

I was in a coastal city for a summer gathering with friends. I had the last flight, my friends all departed early in the morning. I had another six hours or so to kill before heading to the airport. I figured sitting at the airport that long would drive me insane so I walked the beach. It was late August and hot. We’d been drinking all weekend and I was wiped out. So I sat down at a small cafe off the main street.

The waitress came over with a menu. She was cute, short with short hair and small breasts. I smiled, ordered an iced coffee and water. I sat and enjoyed watching the people walk by for 30 minutes, then drifted off to sleep.

This is where things got super embarrassing and then pretty fickin awesome. For reasons yet unknown to man kind, I popped a narb. Right there in a public cafe with a cute waitress. But I was sound asleep so I had no idea… but apparently the waitress did….

Powerless (New here, Please critique)

You wake up. Groggy and confused, slowly realizing you don’t recognize your surroundings. In fact, you have no clue where you are. Your eyes are dry, you want to wipe them clean but you can’t, your arms are tied tightly behind your back. You can’t free them, no matter how hard you try. You try to look around, but there’s a strap pressed tightly around your neck. You squirm, it’s useless. Your consciousness begins to return. You’re completely bound and tied down. Your knees are bent and splayed out to your sides. Your heels are tied snuggly to your thighs. You’re on your back in a dimly lit room. Some soft red-light glows from somewhere behind you. You slowly look around, searching for something, anything. Your heart starts to pound, you’re tied tightly to a bed, and you completely naked.

“You’re awake” a rough voice growls from behind you. “I was beginning to think of have to leave you here”

It only takes a second, but you recognize that voice, your master’s voice. Daddy’s voice. Your pussy spasms involuntarily. My voice drives you wild, the power. The desire builds slowly, deep inside you.