Date With A Twist Of Humiliation

(This is a true story that happened to me and is also my first story on Literotica, let me now what you think).

It was our third date. I never thought I would find something like this on Tinder... we had already had a date and done it twice. It was clear from the first date that he was a dom and I was a sub and that we both liked it a little kinky, every time we met it'd be kinkier. I have a few kinks, such as humiliation and sploshing, and I had been looking for a while for someone with whom I could explore them and it seemed he was more or less on the same wave length...

We were texting during the day, only a little, but the plan was to meet up in the evening. I could hardly concentrate at work because of the excitement.

He had given me a few instructions by text before the date such as asking me to take the bus to the bar and to not eat before arriving.

I text him that I'm running a little late, he replies "hurry up bitch".

I walk towards the bar and I see him standing there in a suit and tie and with a long coat (he looks very hot).

I get there and notice that he looks angry and doesn't look me in the eyes. Without saying anything, he strangles me lightly with my own scarf.

"You're late I'm not happy".

He then proceeds to pull on my scarf a little harder until it makes it a little difficult to breathe.

Him: "What does one do when they're late? I'll give you a clue, it starts with an "s".

I was struggling to breathe and couldn't figure it out.

Him: "One says sorry",

Me: "I'm sorry"

Him: "Sorry who?"

Me: "Sorry Master"

Then he grabs me by my wrist and pulls me inside, it's a basement bar. He asks if there is space for two, the waitress asks if we have a reservation, he says no, but we still get a seat. Right next to the entrance, I am feeling a bit awkward because people can see us and the bar is quite full, but at least the lights are dimmed. I am also very conscious regarding the waitress, what if she notices our little game? She gives us two glasses of water and the menu and walks off.

Him: "Hands on the table and don't look at me"

I hesitate then do it. He doesn't let me look at the menu, and I secretly like him making my choices...

Me: "Are you gonna choose for me?"

He slightly nods. I accidentally remove my hands from the table.

Him: "Keep your hands on the table!!"

When the waitress comes over I instinctively take away my hands, half-hoping he'll notice. He orders two pale ales and some almonds, slightly flirting with the waitress.

Him: "Hmm, her ass is nice"

He grabs the back of my neck and controls where I look, as if I'm his puppet. He then proceeds to spit his chewing-gum in my mouth.

Him: "Swallow it"

Me: "I don't want to"

Him: "Bitch, then get rid of it NOW"

I stick it under the table.

Him: "What do you think of the waitress?

Me: "She looks like a nerd"

Him: "She's not the only one."

She brings the beers. He makes me serve only half a glass each. He uses my hair tie that's around my wrists to "handcuff" my hands. Then he makes me pick up my drink like that. I'm hoping no one is looking at me. Then he makes me drink a sip after saying cheers to me.

Him: "What are we saying cheers to?"

Me: "That we both found someone who likes the same things as one another."

He agrees. We chat about how we both found out about our sexual roles. I tell him things I never told anyone else. He says he had always liked degrading his siblings and having control over them. Then this quickly moved onto girls. I tell him being degraded has been a kink of mine since a very young age...

He controls when I drink, when we say cheers. He stuffs some almonds in my mouth although I can't eat them anymore because they are so dry. I ask him to stop because I'm not hungry, he doesn't listen and force feeds them to me.

Then I tell him about the sploshing fetish. He's very open and doesn't make fun of it.

He sips some beer but keeps it in his mouth then spits some on my neck. He hides some almonds in my bra. I am turned on. He then chews on an almond and spits it into his hand and crushes it onto my chest.

Him: "You're so messy, look at you, you can't even eat properly."

He then feeds me another almond and tells me to spit in his hand then proceeds to also spread it across my chest. I am getting very wet. He touches me everywhere, I start to care less about the others, the beer helped.

The lady refills the water and he tells her to "keep us hydrated" she obviously takes it as a flirty move.

We have very intense kisses whilst he's grabbing my hair and pulling on it at the base of my scalp. He makes me kiss his cheek. Again. And again. He then makes me serve the second beers too.

We continue talking, he pays the bill and we leave the bar, it's a 10 minute walk to my place.

We start walking back, he's kinda on his phone and lets me guide him back.

Him: "Hmmm I have my used sports clothes with me..."

My thoughts go wild wondering what he has in mind...

We go through the back gate, which he hadn't seen the last times.

Him: "I didn't know there was a back entrance."

Me: "There always is."

Him: "True, we haven't explored that option yet.."

He puts his hands down my knickers and strokes my asshole. We go into the lift and forget to press the button as we are so caught up with the kissing. And he's pushing me against the lift wall.

We go into my apartment.

He pees. (I'm a little disappointed I didn't get to taste it, but this happens during a further date).

Me: "Can I pee too?"

He unbuttons my shirt all the way and says only like this you can. I go and pee.

I join him in my bedroom, where he's waiting for me.

Him: "Stand in front of me and remove your shirt, your trousers and your bra."

An almond falls.

Then he orders I turn around and spanks me several times on both sides for being late, until his fingers are marked on my skin and my butt is red.

He tells me to kneel down and he gets his sweaty underwear from his sports bag and puts it over my head and eyes and nose and orders me to suck him. I can smell the sweat, mixed with the washing smell.

He then puts his dirty underwear into my mouth to gag me and orders me to stick my tongue out. With me kneeling there in front of him, naked and gagged, he spits on me several times and also spits "into" my mouth, despite the gag being there.

He handcuffs my hands again with my hair tie. He then orders me to jerk him off and everytime my hands get dry he spits on them to lubricate the movement. I don't stop until he asks me to and it lasts for a while. My pussy is begging to get some action at this point.

He asks me to get up and he stuffs his foot (still in the sock) in my mouth then in my pussy and fucks me with it whilst gagged. His sock absorbs my juices, I am very wet and this feels so good, I even give in with some hip movements.

He orders me to kneel down again, takes my gag out and chokes me with his hands. He orders me to suck him while he gets his phone out and "answers messages" (probably to his other Tinder dates), to humiliate me even more...

He tells me to get onto the bed. He forces me to touch myself, whilst he puts a condom on. I get my sex toy out from my draw. He fucks me in doggystyle and I use my sex toy. He gives me oral. We continue fucking and he comes and leaves the full condom on my bedside cabinet.

Him: "That will be your dinner for later, I'll text you when I want you to eat it"

He gives me aftercare with lots of hugs and kisses and we discuss what we enjoyed and what we didn't.

He then leaves as if nothing ever happened.

Later I get a text: "Now you can have your dinner".