We meet as arranged on the 23rd of March. I'm excited and nervous. I've looked forwards to seeing you again for so long. I yearn for the touch of you. The taste of you. Your kisses. To be used and enjoyed again.
Were in the pub now. It's much busier than I expected for a weekday lunch time. Which makes the room uncomfortably warm. You place my drink in front of me and sit down close beside me. You thigh is pressed against mine. It makes me tingle, right up the inside of my thigh, to my throbbing clit. You have me half naked. You made me undo the zip of my coat as far as my cleavage. I know it's secluded in our corner but I'm so very conscious that you can clearly see the naked swell of my tits. That every time your eyes dip to them, my nipples tighten. That when that happens the taught buds graze the inside of my coat. Even in my embarrassed state I wish you would slip your hand inside my coat and pinch my aching nipple. My pussy is naked. I can feel it getting damper as the hands on the clock tick by and it gets closer to the time we leave the pub and are alone together. I hope that when I stand there is no telltale wet patch on the back of my skirt where I've dripped with arousal.
You have made me ask for what I want in detail. When I tried to be less than explicit. You stopped me. You made me say it again, using all the dirty words you know make my cheeks scarlet. If I lowered my voice or my eyes, you spoke my name softly to ensure I looked at you. To push me to say these things. My admission of my need. Asking for the things which I know only you can give me. The things I know you understand I crave.
You start to speak now. Your turn to tell me a little bit of what will happen when were behind closed doors. I have upset you more than once since the last time we met. The reasons behind it don't matter now. The fact is I did. You joke about how you thought you might have to make up reasons to spank me. But that for this meeting you have genuine reasons to discipline your sub. To teach her a lesson that she won't forget. To ensure she thinks long and hard before she allows her selfishness and her sulky mouth to be unleashed. This time you will make sure that she knows that although we don't meet often, your memory is long and that I will receive the chastisement I deserve for the pain I have caused you.
I gulp and look at you to see if you mean it. You look at me steadily, confident, assured. My Dominant. My Sir. I know you have no intention of letting this go and that when we go to our room I have to accept what's coming to me.
You ask me what the time is. Its 12o'clock. "Come on then Tink " you say "time to make a move. " I know that you can see my hand tremble just a little bit as I raise my glass and drain the last of my drink.
You hold my hand as we leave the pub to make the short walk to our room. You stop me just outside the pub. You chuckle as you take me in your arms. "So quiet Tink? "You say. You life my chin. You kiss me. A long deep, sexy kiss. So possessive. You make me feel completely yours in just one kiss. We walk to the hotel, my hand in yours. We check in, are given the key. We climb the stairs to our room. You unlock the door and then close it behind us. You put ours bags on the sofa. You move the chair into the middle of the room. You remove your coat. You sit down. You call me over to stand in front to you.
"There is no safe word Tink. Discipline is just that. It's not fun. Although knowing you, you might enjoy it" you laugh again.
"Take off your coat"
I unzip my coat, remove it and put it over the arm of the sofa. I know you're looking at me, my naked tits and I know my nipples are responding yet again.
