When Kathy glanced through the smoke filled room of mostly drunk people she caught a glimpse of a familiar face. She could feel her heart rate increasing as she took in the image of John Dawson. It was not that she had a crush on him. She didn't even know him that well. He was a friend of one of her old college room mates. She had traded small talk with him a few times when he popped into see her roommate. The last time she saw him was about 4 years ago, right before she graduated college.
Shortly after college she heard a few rumors about John Dawson. Seeing John at the partly instantly resurfaced the questionable stories in Kathy's mind. The rumors made her heart thump in her chest. She remembered giggling the first time she heard the story that someone had walked in on him having fun with a girl. According to the rumor, it was no ordinary fun. The girl was on her hands and knees with a collar around her neck. John held a leash in one hand, which was attached to her collar. In the other hand he held a leather riding crop.
That was all that was said about the rumor and that was all that needed to be said for the story to spread like wildfire among Kathy's peers. If the rumor was true it was clear that Mr. Dawson was into some kinky stuff. Kathy remembers laughing at the story with all the other guys and girls that were present to hear it. Kathy was laughing on the outside, but on the inside she was imagining herself at the feet of John Dawson.
Fear of embarrassment and shame kept Kathy from admitting these thoughts to anyone. Kathy was a bit on the shy side and was raised by conservative parents. They would never allow for such sinful playfulness. This was ingrained into her mind and so she harbored these kinky feelings through her teenage and college years. She spent many days fantasizing about being dominated and controlled by a man but she never allowed anyone to know her desires.
Kathy's mind began to wander as she sat in the corner of the crowded room. She wondered if the rumor really was true. She wondered if he still did kinky things with girls. Kathy felt her pussy heat up as she imagined John Dawson dominating her. She considered going right to the source and asking for the truth. Perhaps it would lead to something fun for her. Kathy blushed at the thought. The alcohol was getting to her. She knew she was much to shy to approach John about the rumor.
Kathy's vibes must have been picked up by John because it was his voice that brought her out of her daydream.
"Hey stranger. What have you been up to?"
Kathy was a startled to see John standing in front of her, especially with the kinky thoughts that were flowing through her mind. She quickly jumped back into reality and stood up and hugged John. She hugged him tight enough that she could feel his solid chest pressing against hers. "Hey John. This is a nice surprise. I haven't seen you since college."
John and Kathy chatted away like old friends catching up with each other. During college they only crossed paths a few times, but now they talked, shared stories, and laughed as if they were best buddies. Kathy was friendly, open, and even flirty with John. Throughout the conversation she could not get the thought of the rumor out of her mind.
As the night went on the alcohol started having a stronger affect on Kathy. Kathy opened up and relaxed more and more as the alcohol consumed her. Finally she mustered up the courage to confront John about the rumor.
"Hey John. I heard a crazy rumor about you. Is it true that someone walked into your room while you were dominating a girl?"
John busted out laughing and Kathy giggled along, disappointed at his reaction.
John asked, "Where did you hear such a strange rumor?"
"Oh I don't know. Awhile back I heard it somewhere."
"Well, what if it was true. What would you think about it," asked John.
Now Kathy was confused. Was John admitting that it was true? She could not tell if he was joking or serious. Normally Kathy would lie and say that it was a silly rumor. However, she was buzzing from the alcohol and horny from all the flirting. Without thinking she blurted out, "Well, I think it would be cool."
"Really," replied John with a bit of surprise.
Kathy blushed. She had finally let the cat out of the bag. It felt good. It was exciting. Her arousal started to build.
"Yes. I mean...I never did anything like that before but I bet it would be fun."
For the first time there was an awkward silence between the two. Kathy wondered whether or not she had made a mistake by revealing her deepest secret. Then John held up his empty cup and playfully said, "Well then slave girl, why don't you refill my drink for me."
They both laughed and Kathy played along. "Yes sir. Right away sir."
Kathy refilled her beer and John's beer. She was still uncertain about the rumor and she wondered how things would end up with her and John. Deep down she hoped she would end up like the girl in the rumor. She returned to John and handed him his beer.
"Thank you slave," he said playfully. "Now you will keep it full all night won't you?"
Before Kathy could reply, one of John's friends whisked him away to the other side of the room where a group of guys were joking about something. Soon John was laughing and in his own world.
Kathy was disappointed at his sudden departure but the combination of her arousal and alcohol kept her determined to stay in contact with John. She kept a close watch on his beer and when it was almost empty she casually stopped by with a new beer. She did not interrupt him. She just smiled, handed it to him and moved on. Kathy repeated this gesture several times throughout the night.
Finally John approached and his words were music to her ears. "Well, you've done a great job keeping my beer full. What do you say you walk back to my apartment with me so we can chat some more?"
Kathy smiled, "You live around here?"
"Sure do. Just a few houses down."
"Very convenient. It would be nice to go to a quieter place."
John took her hand and led her away. Inside the apartment John pointed to a bottle of wine on the kitchen counter. "Pour some wine. I'll be back."
Kathy was not sure if her mind was playing tricks on her but his words seemed more like an order than a request. Was he dominating her now, she thought. She wondered if this is how it all starts. Her arousal grew stronger as she obeyed his command.
Kathy placed the wine glasses on an end table and sat in the middle of the couch waiting for John to return. Her heart started to race again when he entered the room. He was wearing nothing but black leather shorts. In his left hand was a riding crop.
John smiled at Kathy, pleased with her speechless expression. John said to her, "As you can see, the rumor really was not a rumor at all. It was nothing but the truth. It's what you were hoping for wasn't it Kathy?"
Kathy's panties suddenly were damp from her rush of excitement. A faint "yes" escaped her lips.
John instantly took control of the situation. "Stand up slave and come over to me."
Pure sexual excitement coursed through Kathy's body as she stood up and obeyed.
"Kneel," ordered John in a calm steady voice.
Kathy kneeled at John's feet still trying to comprehend what was happening.
