Eileen was in a bar with her colleagues from the hospital. She'd had a busy day seeing patients but the last one left an impression on her. The nature of her specialty meant that patients with no other options came to her, often they would not even know what was wrong. The unfairness of it all, and her powerlessness to change it, burned away at her.
She'd gone out with her colleagues not because she wanted to drink or wanted the company, she needed to be out of her office. She was vaguely aware of the conversations going on around her.
"Eileen?"
"Yes?" She said her attention returning to the room.
"You doing ok?"
"Yeah, today was hard." She said. "I should go home."
"Sounds like a good idea," her colleague said. "You look like you need some rest."
She didn't want to go home. She wanted to be in her lover, David's, arms, she wanted her brain to be quiet in the way that only he could subdue it. She wanted him to tell her what to do and make it all ok.
She left the bar and on her way to her car called David.
"Are you free tonight?" she asked. Getting straight to the point.
"What's up?" He enquired. "Not like you to come over on a whim"
"Difficult day. A kid with a horrible outlook and not getting better."
"I'm sorry you're going through that."
"It's ok. I had to tell the parents today." After a pause, David said:
"Sounds like you better come over."
"Thank you. I'll be there soon."
David put down the phone. His mind went to how he was going to prepare for her this evening. They were lovers but she was also His submissive. He instinctively felt that tonight was going to require tough love and he was going to have to get it right.
He got his restraints and a vibrator out of his toybox, cleaned them carefully, and put them to one side. In his living room he had a secret hook in the ceiling, he took the cover of that and attached the chain to it with a carabiner lock on the end of it.
He didn't have time to tidy as he usually would for her visits, but he did have a shower and got out his favorite pair of jeans and black dress shirt he enjoyed playing in. And, most crucially, put on the heaviest leather belt he owned.
He had just finished getting dressed when he heard her distinctive knock at the door. She was still in her nice work clothes, so tearing those off her was not an option this evening, but the thought went through his mind. He smiled to greet her.
She entered and put her forehead into his chest, she didn't meet his gaze. He put his arms around her and squeezed her tight.
"Hi." he said.
She replied with a sound of contentment; a formless word but the meaning was clear.
He put a hand between them and picked up her face and made her look at him. She glanced away. He put his hand around the nape of her neck and pulled her in for a kiss. The kiss dissolved some of the tension she was holding as if she'd passed it through to him through their lips.
Her arms wrapped around him in an embrace as they continued to kiss. He started walking forward, maneuvering her as he went. Closing the distance between them and the nearest wall. When her back hit the wall, she realized she was trapped between the wall and him.
"Oh fuck!" she gasped, and her body began to groove as if inviting his hands to explore every bit of her.
He pushed home his advantage. With her stuck against the wall he began to kiss her neck, each kiss causing small gasps. Struggling to restrain himself, he bit her into her traps. She let out a low groan that lasted as long as his teeth were sinking into her.
Her groans made David instantly hard. He grabbed her by the hair on the back of her skull and pulled her head back. He looked at her with hungry eyes. The possibilities he was envisioning going through his mind: slap her, spit in her face, stick his fingers in her mouth...
He recovered himself and remembered his mission for the evening.
With her still between him and the wall. He ordered her:
"Get on your knees!"
She obeyed. Her knees found the space between his wide stance; settling into her place.
"Now get my cock out and put it in your mouth."
She explored his crotch with her hands and felt the hard cock beneath the jeans. She squeezed it. He smiled down at her.
"Yes, that's for you."
She smiled and began unbuckling his belt, pulling down his shorts. She took out his cock and explored it with her hands. She teased him with her tongue and took the tip of his cock in her mouth. It was working he felt his cock swell just a little more.
"All of it." he demanded "Let me help you." He gently lowered her head down his shaft with a fist in her hair.
"Hmmmmm" she groaned as she was breathing through her nostrils.
He held her in place for a few more seconds, allowing her to feel his already erect cock throb in her already full throat. He guided her back up not releasing her hair just yet. With his other hand, he wiped away some of the drool collecting around her mouth and chin as she was breathing heavily.
"Good girl" he teased. Combining cleaning up around her mouth with a caress of her cheek.
"Now take a deep breath"
She obeyed, but her eyes remained fixated on David's cock in front of her.
"Take an extra sip of air at the top, because you hold more than you think you can."
No sooner had she filled her chest with air, her head was forced all the way down him and it did not stop until her nose was compressed against his stomach.
"Stay there." He commanded. She settled herself, fighting the discomfort, fighting her body, but she had to do as she was told.
"Good girl, just like that."
He held her there for a time that was simultaneously a little too long but also nowhere near long enough. With a single motion, he pulled her head up and pulled her hair back to face him; he bent down to meet her mouth. Kiss her passionately cleaning up the drool around her mouth while adding to it with his own.
David stood up and motioned for Eileen to do the same. She was still fully dressed. He took off her cardigan and started to unbutton her blouse. He opened her blouse to reveal her small but firm feminine breasts hiding behind her bra.
She had a well-toned body that she both punished and cared for to give the appearance of a flesh-colored statue. Her body was firm and hard on the eye; she had the body and soul of a warrior. But so soft and feminine to the touch. David loved that her femininity was best experienced through touch, and that was his to enjoy.
He took a moment to enjoy her. Touching her body, caressing her breasts over her bra, feeling her nipple piercings, and pinching those gently for her reaction. He worked his way down to her pants. He undid her button to allow his hand to slide into her panties and the warmth of pussy.
David traced his finger around her moist lips. She was breathing heavily. He made eye contact with her.
"What am I going to find when I finger you?" He teased.
She looked down, embarrassed.
"Let's see, shall we?" He said playfully.
Cradling her pussy in his hand, he slid to finger between her lips and felt her warmth leak out of her down his fingers.
"Mhmmm! That's my girl!"
The penetration and being called His caused her head to rock back in pleasure and she gasped. He dove in a little deeper to soak his fingers on her juices. He slowly exited and put his fingers in front of her face making her smell herself.
"What's this?" David asked, with a raised eyebrow. "Does choking on my cock turn you on, Eileen?"
"Yes." She said, bathing in the embarrassment. "It turns me on so much."
"That's what you're for isn't it?" David said "Your throat is my cock sleeve."
She eagerly sucked his finger and devoured every trace of her from it.
"I think you are wet enough to use, but you can do better"
He unbuttoned his shirt to reveal his own muscular body. He did not have a large frame but he was solid to the touch and he was strong and powerful as Eileen knew from experience. He took off this shirt, leaving him wearing only his jeans with his cock protruding out.
He embraced her and kissed her neck and traps. Mixing up kisses with nuzzling and using his teeth to gently gnaw on her. Using the closeness to remove the rest of her clothing. They were now facing in each other in their primal states. He picked her up, and as he did so, her legs and arms wrapped around him in a well-rehearsed move.
He carried her to his bed and placed her down gently. Her body knew she was where she was supposed to be. Her body opened up for him, her arms spread out and legs invitingly wide. Letting him know that she belonged to him; all of it was His.
Of all that was one display for him, he was fixated on her breasts. The firm, proud yet so soft breasts, decorated with bar piercings. He kissed one and groped the other, taking her nipples in his mouth and delicately biting down trapping the sensitive flesh between hard metal and teeth.
Eileen moaned in gentle pain, and twisted her body toward him, offering him her other breast. He accepted the invitation as he greedily kissed her other nipple. He bit her hard on the flesh of her breast to leave her with a small signature bite mark bruise.
"For you to enjoy tomorrow." He said warmly, with an edge.
When he was satiated, he reached down between her legs her to reveal the inviting warmth.
