Author's note: This story really needed some kind of conclusion. I'm sorry that it took me so long to write it. This has bondage, spanking and some light BDSM, but is not a slave/Master story. I hope you enjoy!
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Dru walked through Bind feeling like a swan in the middle of a room of crows. Everyone there was in black, black and more black. Well, no that wasn't quite true, every once in awhile she'd catch a flash of red. But mostly black. A lot people stared at her, dressed in a lacy white corset that pushed up breasts, a short white skirt, white pumps and she'd even found some white fishnets (with Jane's help). Jane was already distracted, engrossed in studying a couple in the corner who were playing with what looked like a wand of electricity.
When someone walked up behind her and touched her back, she jumped, stifling a shriek. She was very on edge. As she turned, her mouth went dry, heart thudding in her chest. Joe, she assumed it was Joe, smiled down at her charmingly. Even though she was wearing 3" heels he was several inches taller than her. He had roguish good looks, dark brown hair and green eyes, the combination made her mouth literally water. He was dressed in all black, but he had a white rose pinned to the pocket of his button down black shirt. The dark clothes just made his green eyes seem more brilliant. When she remembered everything she'd done in front of her computer screen, touching herself at nothing more than his words, she blushed a deep red.
"Beautiful," he said in a rich deep voice. Dru had a lot of trouble believing he was as young as he said. There was a self confidence about him that made him seem much older, much more mature than any guys she'd seen at college. His voice made her shiver with desire, his compliment warmed her more than she'd have thought possible. "It's very nice to meet you Dru."
She stuttered out something about how it was nice to meet him too as he took her hand and raised it to his lips, kissing the inside of her wrist. Somehow the gesture was incredible intimate, and she hadn't known it before but apparently her wrist had a direct line to her pussy, because that's where she felt it when his lips touched.
"You look nervous," he said. Nervous, horny, anxious, excited... any of the above described her current state of being.
"This is a little much for me," she confessed, glancing around and then looking down at the floor. Joe was still holding her hand. "I've never done anything like this - meeting a guy off the internet that is - and I've never been anywhere like this."
"Well then your friend will have a whole new story to write about you, won't she?" Joe smiled, his dark charm making her insides twist up and down. Is it possible to get wet just looking at a guy and hearing him talk. She felt hot between her legs, even though he'd barely touched her. "Would you be more comfortable if we left here? I can bring you back here later or to your place if we're out too late."
"Can I trust you?" she asked.
"Yes," he told her. Strangely she believed him.
"Let me tell my friend that I'm leaving."
"Are you here with the writer?" Dru nodded and he flashed another smile at her. "Well tell her that you'll have a new story for her tomorrow morning that she can write about."
Jane was reluctant to let Dru leave, and insisted that she call her every half hour to let her know that she was okay. Dru bargained her down to an hour, knowing that Jane was right to be concerned about her safety, but also knowing that she was right in that she was going to be okay.
When she got back to Joe she told him Jane's codicil and he laughed and said it was sensible.
He took her hand again as he led her outside and to his car. Stopping at the passenger side door he looked at her and asked, "What are you wearing underneath that skirt?"
"The fishnets and some white panties," Dru said blushing.
"Take them off."
A shudder went through her at his command, but she didn't even hesitate. Reaching under her skirt she pulled both off, sliding her feet out of her shoes one at a time and then putting the shoes back on so that she didn't have to stand on the bare pavement. Joe reached out his hand and Dru put the hose and panties into it. Then he opened the door and gave her his hand to help her into the car.
The combination of domineering sensuality and exposure alongside the gentlemanly behavior had her off kilter and even more aroused. There was just something different about Joe. As he drove her back to his place, and she recognized that they were only about five minutes away from the U of M, exactly where he'd told her when they'd chatted online, she asked him how he'd found Bind and gotten into that kind of stuff. Apparently he'd been going there since he turned 18, he'd always been into the kinkier side of sex and he'd been learning from the others who went there. He'd had to grow up young, helping to raise three younger siblings after his father died in a car accident, which explained his high level of maturity. Dru found him fascinating, kind and interesting.
Not once, during the entire car ride, did he make a move on her or even say anything overtly flirtatious. She was practically squirming in her seat with anticipation by the time they got to his apartment complex.
When they got inside he told her to call Jane, and she did so, just to give Jane a quick reassurance that she was fine. As she got off the phone, Joe asked her, "So would you like to play a little rough?"
The sexy look he gave her and the deep growl in his voice made her pussy even wetter. But even though she'd enjoyed their conversation on the car ride over, she was somewhat annoyed that he'd made her take off her panties in the parking lot and then hadn't done anything to indicate that he was even attracted to her. She wanted to get some of her own back.
"If you think you can handle it," she purred back. "Personally, I haven't seen any indication that you're anything more than talk."
Joe's eyes narrowed and she took an involuntary step back, right into the wall. Then he was on her, his body pressing against hers, trapping her, and she could feel his dick pressing into her as his lips caught hers in a rough kiss. Immediately his tongue thrust into her mouth, and she moaned, moving her hips against him. It was the most intense kiss she'd ever experienced, deep and passionate, and he was an expert with his tongue.
Sliding his hands down her arms, he pressed her wrists behind her, and her eyes flew open as she felt him clasp something around them. She tried to protest, but his mouth never left hers, and all she got out were a few muffled gasps. Tugging on her wrists, she found they were bound together behind her back with something, it almost felt like soft bracelets, but when she pulled they were strong enough to strain her muscles and she didn't feel any give in them.
Then Joe's lips left hers and she opened her mouth to protest, and he pressed a ball gag between her open lips. Dru squealed, but it was already muffled as he held her against the wall with his hips, securing the ball gag behind her head.
"There," he said smiling, and he kissed her forehead. Dru's heart was pounding with fear and an unexpected excitement. Part of her was terrified that she was about to die, the other part of her was completely trusting of him and turned on as all hell. "I believe you remember our conversation from last week where I told you how I'd handle you? Since you decided to challenge me again, I decided it's only fair that I follow through on my word."
Dru quickly reviewed that conversation in her head. Yes, hands bound behind her, kissing her deeply and then gagging her so that he didn't have to hear any of her smart mouth, and what came next? Oh my god... he couldn't be serious!
But Joe picked her up over his shoulder, sounding almost jovial as he said, "Time for you to learn why you shouldn't always use that smart mouth, sweetheart."
She wriggled a little, but she was too afraid of being dropped to move much. She could feel the hem of her skirt flouncing with every step he took, cool air brushing her heated pussy, and she moaned in frustration. This was so hot, but she didn't actually want to get spanked! Did she?
Suddenly she wondered exactly why she had mouthed off to him just now, in a very similar way to what she'd written out in their IM conversation that set him off. Except that she'd gone a step further tonight and accused him of being all talk. Well he was certainly proving her wrong now!
His apartment went by in a flash, and then they were in his bedroom which was inordinately clean for a college guy. Joe set her down on her feet next to the bed, and he sat on the edge of it. The comforter was a dark green and it was a four poster bed with a slotted headboard, all of it made out of wood, big, probably a queen size.
"Over my knee beautiful," he said. Dru stared at him. Surely he didn't expect her to deliver herself up for punishment! Apparently he did. Sternly he looked at her. "Over my knee or you can shake your head now and I'll take you home. But if you're staying here, if you want this, then you're going to be punished for being mouthy."
Legs shaking, Dru shuffled closer to him, feeling incredibly vulnerable. It didn't escape her attention that having her wrists bound behind her pressed her breasts up even more inside the tight confines of the corset. Joe helped her steady herself as she lowered her body across his knees, at a slight angle so that her head could rest on the bed.
Lifting her skirt over her hips, Joe let out a low whistle as he rubbed her ass cheeks. "Lovely," he said, "all that creamy skin just waiting to be turned pink." And then his hand came down. Hard.
