Everyone needs an escape from the "everyday" at times. It is so easy to get sucked into the rut of routine. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy a "normal" sex life, but I have been aching for "more".
A friend suggested an "Alternate Lifestyles" site for me to check out. I filled out the several pages of questions pertaining to my experiences, likes, dislikes, and a rating scale for each one. Being totally honest as to my lack of experience in other areas as well. And I added things I wanted to try in my profile.
From my mostly blank experiences, I really didn't expect too many responses. Within a week, I had several dozen. Just checking out the fresh meat I thought laughing. I had posted a few pics so there wouldn't be any illusions as to my looks.
I am an average looking, full figured woman. Long brown hair and brown eyes.
I read through the profiles of the people who responded. And none really piqued my interest until I saw yours. After a few months of chatting and exchanging e-mails and web-cam meetings, We decided it was time to live out one of our fantasies we had been playing out online.
As I got dressed, I was rather nervous. But as I went, I got further into my character and felt my aggressiveness mount. Oh, the thoughts that were going through my mind. From the onset, it was an exciting idea. But, could I pull it off? I was already tingling with anticipation. The moisture between my legs ever increasing as I played out different scenarios on my drive to meet you.
My sweet, slutty, bitch. For that is what you desire to be. You let me know that from the start. There had been doubts in my mind if I could be this Dominatrix you so deeply wanted. But I was more then willing to try. It seemed to come naturally as we chatted. I grew bolder, watching you do my bidding online through your web-cam. Seeing you in those silky panties. Watching your face contort in pleasure as you came for me.
And now, we would finally be meeting face to face. So we could come to know the reality of the pleasures that awaited us. Serving me, your Mistress. Your only desire being to please me. And in so doing, pleasing yourself. And if you were a good slut, I had many ways to show my appreciation. We had already talked at great lengths as to what we wanted.
I pulled up to the hotel parking lot. Grabbed my bag of delights from the trunk and proceeded to check in. I have many things to prepare before your arrival. I finish setting up the room and go to meet you as I instructed in the hotel's lounge.
The lounge/bar exuded a warm sensual atmosphere. Muted lighting, tables set apart, a few couches and even some booths on the raised floor around the room. There are quite a few people here. Dancing, talking, intimate caresses and looks being exchanged. Yes, this would do nicely.
As I approached the bar, I see you sipping your drink. Such sensuous lips you have. So pretty in the soft mauve shade you artfully applied. Your low cut dress shows off the lacy bra you are wearing. I can just catch a glimpse of the tops of your stockings as you cross your legs. God, you are so beautiful my sweet bitch. You turn and see me and your eyes light up with excitement.
The supple black leather bustier I m wearing, proudly displays my ample cleavage. The spiked thigh high boots really catch your eye. Under my skirt, with my own garter and hose, I have worn the panties that would serve as your muzzle later tonight. My long hair teased and full. My bold makeup brings attention from a few tables. Women looking scornfully at their companions as the men watch my entrance. I command attention with my presence, as is evident by the lustful gleam in your eyes.
I come over to you and tell you to stand up. "Yes Mistress" you reply. And there is a hush now in the room as I have you turn around so i can fully check you out. You seem a bit hesitant. You will have to atone for that later, my love. I order a drink and can't help but to run my hand over your silken stockings. Rubbing my finger over the top and playfully snapping your garter. You shiver in delight. We finish our drinks in silence, enjoying the snap of sexual tension. "Get up" I say. I stand and turn to you.
I pull you to me and kiss your soft lips. Everyone is looking, but you seem to be beyone caring now. Your need to serve and please is greater, much to my pleasure. I take your hand and we exit the lounge. We should be the topic of discussion there for quite a while I do believe. That just adds to my excitement. My panties are thoroughly soaked.
I open the door to our room and watch the slow smile spread on your beautiful face. The candles are lit and the room is aglow with the dancing flames. So pretty you are. My pretty slut. "Turn around" I say. Slowly I unzip your dress, running my finger lightly down your spine as I uncover your back. You stand before me in your lacy bra and matching panties. How lovely you look. I kiss you deeply. Barely able to contain myself, but I fight for control. Your panties are showing your excitement as well. I reach out and caress the wetness. You shiver deliciously. Your hard cock barely contained in it's silky confines.
"Do you like being my pretty slut?" I ask.
"Yes, Mistress" you reply.
"Good, and to show your appreciation for allowing you that pleasure, you will do as I ask, right?"
"Yes, Mistress, anything you ask of me."
"Take off your bra" I command. Your nipples are hard points. I go to the dresser and get the clamps to place on each sweet nub. You moan as they are attached. I then place restraints on your wrists. I might use these later. Right now, you need to show me your ability to please me. To prove yourself worthy of the pleasures I can bestow upon you.