Kneeling in the bed naked, ass in the air, hands tied above my head waiting. How did I get here? Ohhh yes, it was that boring party that changed my life...
Ugh, this party is so boring. I see a corner with no one; I can sit there and enjoy my drink. Finding a nice bench near the sculpture and lovely paintings, I nursed my drink and checked my phone. I felt someone watching me. Not finding who it was, I went back to my phone and drink. His presence was felt before I saw him standing next to me.
"I'm positive I'm more interesting than the phone." a deep husky voice declared.
He proceeded to sit next to me on the bench. I stumbled on words that made no sense. He politely introduced himself as Brian. After some polite get to know you chit-chat, Brian announced "I know you." Indignant at his announcement, I scoffed.
He leaned in closer and whispered in my ear, "You are bored with all the men who can't keep up with you, always show deference to you giving in to anything you say. You crave a man who is your equal yet is strong enough to take the lead, not prone to giving in to your every whim but satisfies every craving you didn't know you had." His voice was mesmerizing, his words more so. I suddenly had butterflies in my stomach. He was saying things I never thought but awakened something in me I didn't know was there.
"You need a man who is caring and attentive yet knows how to give you what you need not necessarily what you think you want." I realized his hand was on my knee and I didn't mind.
"A gentleman, who treats you like a lady, yet brings out the inner desires in private. Spread your legs wider."
I did it not knowing why I was doing it for this stranger. My mind was unsure what to think. My body was trembling, my panties were getting wet. It's like he was looking through me into my soul. He talked more. I turned to look into his eyes. Speechless, I felt uncovered and bare before him.
"Go to the restroom and take off your panties and bring them to me." As the words sunk in, I broke eye contact with him. I suddenly realized his fingers were rubbing my pussy lips.
I got up and moved to the ladies room arguing with myself. What is going on? Did this guy hypnotize me or what? Yes I'm breathing hard, my pussy is alive and my panties are wet. What is going on? Why does he seem to have some hold on me? In the ladies room I debated. It's just a little fun at a boring party. What harm could it do to give him my panties? He goes home with a prize and I go home not so boring a night. As I walked back towards him with my very wet panties balled up in my hand, I realized I wanted to give him my panties.
He stood as a gentleman would when I got close. He reached out his hand and I put my panties in it. Brian smelled them and put them in his pocket.
