This story is long overdue and involves another wonderful bond I’ve been fortunate to have in South Florida. But I can’t tell the kinkier rendezvous without starting at the beginning.
She, like many women, had had enough of her vanilla relationship, of being used in a way that wasn’t quite satisfying or fulfilling. She was looking for more, deep down she knew an urge existed for much more than she was receiving. And most importantly, the treatment she yearned for. We spoke online for weeks, talking about kinks, interests, toys, experiences and such. I warned her from the start she would need patience when entering the BDSM lifestyle. And so we planned to meet at a cigar lounge in an empty strip mall in the suburbs. It was a weeknight so there weren’t many people which made for great discrete awfully dirty conversation.
I waited for her in the corner on a sofa and there she entered, wearing heels, a short denim dress and an amazing smile. She was serious about her body and enjoy weightlifting. Needless to say her amazing legs and ass proved it, this girl could lift and make the men in the gym hard just watching her work.