[Author's note: This is the first story I have written, so it's by no means 100% great. However I'm hoping it acts as good practice for me to start writing better, and to get some feedback.]
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We had only met last week, although it seemed like a lifetime ago. That first image of you walking into the bar, long sleek brown hair, tight fitting dress showing off your thin waistline, was one that would not easily leave my mind. However, what attracted me wasn't your breathtaking beauty but your cool, decisive aura. The aura of someone who knew what she wanted, and would take it by any means necessary.
Throughout the night I couldn't stop staring, but been too shy to approach you I just nursed my drink. I wasn't unattractive, with a hairless thin body, messy brown hair and smooth face, but I severely lacked in confidence. You must have noticed my stares however, as you approached the seat next to me and asked my name. From there the conversation flowed naturally, although I probably did compliment her looks a bit too eagerly.
It was just before midnight you suggested leaving to go back to your apartment down the road. Nervously and excitedly I jumped at the opportunity, and we quickly found ourselves in your apartment, tongues lashing at each other as we kissed deeply. Very quickly you took the lead, ordering me to strip and then pushing me on your bed, forcing your sweet pussy onto my face, straddling me and encouraging my tongue to get to work. I replied enthusiastically, pushing my tongue deep beneath your folds and teasing your clit, eager to taste your sweet, intoxicating juices. Your moans and taste excited me and I kept hard at work for over 20 minutes, teasing you slowly towards what I hoped was an orgasm.
Purposely you changed position, and I found my tongue was now in line with your beautiful ass. Feeling nervous, I slowly and hesitantly began to tease your asshole. Your sigh of extreme satisfaction encouraged me, and I began focusing hard on rimming your ass and pushing my tongue as deep in as a I could. Your loud sighs told me you were getting close, and I felt you begin to orgasm hard, your juices flooding out over my chest. Catching your breath, you quickly used your hand to jack me off to finish, although curiously exclaiming I shouldn't get used to such favours.
Giving me a towel in which to clean up with, you wrote down your number, encouraging me to get in contact if I want to explore things further, although carefully stipulating if I did so I would be under her complete control. Which was how I now found myself on her floor, kneeling down with my ass in the air, heavy leather collar locked around my neck, wrist and ankle restraints secured on me, a chastity device securing my penis and a medium butt plug in my ass. And you, wearing shining black pvc boots, your beauty on full display. But I don't have time to enjoy this sight, as I stare straight ahead and await the next blow from the flogger. One, two, three, the sting of the flogger comes quickly across my ass as I work to keep count, just as you instructed. I read a count of 37 when I feel you stop, petting my head and saying how well I had been behaved.
Feeling the gap between floggings, I tense my ass in preparation for the next hard beating. Shockingly you switch target, aiming instead for my balls, already overly sensitive due to the chastity device encasing my member. The pain is excruciating and my eyes tear, none of which stops you from continuing to strike me.