Living Fantasies

She was so nervous as she got dressed to go out tonight. It would be their first time going somewhere like this, and she wanted to look her best for him. Looking at him through the mirror, she couldn't help but smile. He was wearing his sexy as hell leather pants, and a tight, fitted shirt. She wanted to go to him, to run her fingers through his hair and kiss him. He was sex personified to her. She bit her lip as his blue eyes locked with her blue-green ones in the mirror. He smiled at her, and she just about melted. She leaned over her dresser even more, so that she was almost bent over the damn thing as she did the finishing touches on her make up. She shined her silver collar so it would sparkle, and she turned to him in only a bra and a thong.

"So, what do you think?" she asked as she spun around for him. She was grinning at his look of approval.

"So, you're not wearing the corset tonight? I'm taking you dressed just like that?" He asked, joking with her.

"You're an ass," she stuck out her tongue at him. "I was hoping you'd help me lace up the corset, and I was gonna wear my black skirt with it....the one with the shorts underneath with the slits almost all the way up the sides..." She walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. "As much as I love you, there's no way in hell you're taking me out in only my underwear," she said softly before she pulled him down for a kiss.

His hands were on her waist, and he was tempted to push her onto the bed, but they didn't have time for that, not now anyway. He slid his hands to her back and moved up until he found the clasp to her bra. Pulling it off, he knew he couldn't resist teasing her just a little bit. She gasped as his hands cupped her breasts, pushing them together. In mere seconds, one of her nipples was in his mouth as he teased the other nipple with his fingers. Her hands were buried in his hair as she gripped tight, moaned and fought to stay standing. Soon, his mouth was on her other nipple, giving it the same attention.

"Baby, we have to," she gasped and then moaned as she felt him nip at her nipple, "we have to get ready, Love....please?" She didn't have it in her to push him away. She could never deny him any pleasure.

When he finally stopped teasing her, they kissed again. "Go get your corset," he commanded, and when she turned around to go get it, he smacked her ass. She yelped and jumped slightly and looked back at him, lust in her eyes.

"Ass," she grumbled knowing full well that he heard her. She carefully took her corset out of her hiding spot for it. Here, it wouldn't get damage, and nothing would get to it. She ran her fingers over the blood red material, shivering slightly at the memories that flooded her. She walked back over to him, sliding into the corset and gently pulling it up her body. His touch caused another shiver to go through her as he ran his hands over her body and began to lace up the corset. By the time he was done, she had lost about 4 inches from her waist, and the cups of the corset barely contained her breasts as they spilled over the top. When she walked, little hints or her aureole could be seen, and it always excited her even more. There had been so many times where he just couldn't take it anymore and pulled her breasts out to ravage her nipples.

A moan escaped her lips as he pulled her tight against him and she could feel his cock pressed up against her. "You look so beautiful, pet," his words were soft, right against her ear.

"Thank you, Master," she said softly as she turned to look at him. The look in her eyes was pure devotion, adoration, and love. He was her everything, and she wasn't afraid to tell or show him that. She kissed him again before backing away. "Fishnets, hon?" she asked, already knowing the answer before he nodded his approval.

She sat down on the bed pulling on the thigh high fishnet stockings, putting on a show for him. She loved it when he watched her, and she loved being sexy just for him even more. Once they were on, all that were left were her 6 inch fuck me shoes. With the shoes on, she was still a few inches shorter then him, and that fact always made her grin. "Sir, would you mind helping?" She asked holding up the shoes. "I can't bend over in the corset enough to be able to fasten them," she smiled as she looked up at him.

He looked a little bewildered as he knelt down in front of her. She let him know how tight to fasten them and helped him as best as she could. When he was done, he rose and held out his hand to her, helping her up. He helped her slip into her garter belt and fastened the stockings to it for her.

She was already dripping wet with desire, and she figured he could tell from kneeling right in front of her. As he picked up her skirt from the dresser, she squeezed her thighs together, trying to relieve some of the pressure. Her breathing was already heavier, and she wanted nothing more then him to bend her over the dresser and fuck her hard and fast, but they couldn't. They had to wait...it was almost time to go. She bit her lip as she stepped into the skirt and his hands guided it up her legs to sit on her waist. She stood with her legs slightly spread and her hands at her sides as she looked at him, waiting for the final note of approval. As they kissed again, his hand slid between her legs, and he groaned. She had cut the crotch out of the shorts to turn it into just a short skirt under the longer skirt. He moved the thong aside with his fingers and thrust them into her pussy.

"God damn, you're wet, pet. You're looking forward to tonight, aren't you?" he asked as he moved her hair aside with his other hand and bit down on her neck.

"I'm nervous, Baby...really fucking nervous. But you helping dress me...and you looking so damn fuckable is what turned me on," she grinned and pulled him in for another kiss. "We need to go though, don't we?" she asked softly, her heart racing.

He nodded his head and took her hand in his. "Got your I.D. and everything else you wanted to grab?" She nodded. "Then let's go." He grabbed the keys and led her out of the apartment. It was going to be an interesting night.

He opened the door for her, watching as she got in. His cock had already sprung to life and the outline could plainly be seen through his leather pants. When she was in, she turned to him, pulling him close by his waist and licked his cock through his pants. He let out a slight moan and pulled away.

"Got a craving, pet?" he growled to her.

She bit her lip and nodded. "Always, Sir," she grinned. She watched as he walked around the car and got in. Still biting her lip, she waited, hoping he would do what she wanted him to do so badly. He started the car and looked over at her. As he caught her attention, his hands went to his zipper, and she just barely heard it unzip. It wasn't until he lifted his ass off the seat that she realized she was going to get her wish.

Her eyes were on his cock as he pulled it out, and as soon as he put the car in drive, she was on the floor, bending over as best as she could with his cock in her mouth. The moment her lips were wrapped around the head, she moaned and wrapped a hand around the base. She swirled her tongue around the head, licking and sucking and very lightly scraping her teeth along the sensitive flesh. She was rewarded with words of approval and his hips rising up off the seat again. She knew he would have loved to have buried his hands in her hair like he always did when he got the chance, but they had a twenty minute drive to where the party would be. The whole time, she worshipped his cock, licking the shaft, taking him as deep as she could with how they were positioned, stroking his cock as she sucked on the head. Her tongue was in constant motion, and whenever she wanted to drive him crazy, she focused on the one spot on his cock that always made him mindless. Unfortunately, she had to stop.

"Is everything okay, pet?" he asked, concerned.

She nodded and rubbed her neck. "Yeah, Baby, I'm fine. My neck was just starting to get a little sore." She smiled at him and noticed that they were getting off the highway. It wouldn't be long before they were in the parking lot and she was being led inside by him. She shivered with excitement and nervousness and slid closer to him so that he could put his arm around her.

"Still nervous?" he asked. He was worried about her, but he knew that they would be fine. When she nodded, he pulled her a little closer, thankful for the bench seats in the car. "You know, you did bring that for a reason." He nodded at the coke bottle and the nips of rum. There would be no alcohol served inside for the safety of all in attendance. It would be made sure that it was a safe, sane, and consensual environment for all.

She mixed everything up quickly and downed it all in record time. It wouldn't get her drunk, hell, it wouldn't even get her tipsy, but it would relax her enough that she might be comfortable in her own skin around all those people. She hated crowds; she didn't do well in them at all and tended to cringe when random strangers would touch her. With a sigh, she looked at her Master. "I'm ready to go, Love."

"Are you sure? We can go back home if you want..."

"No, I'm sure. I'm as ready as I'll ever be, and this is our third attempt at going to one of these. This is the farthest we've gotten. Might as well go in since we're here, don't you think?" He nodded and she smiled, leaning over to kiss him again. "I love You...and with you by my side, I'll be fine. Just...don't leave me alone tonight?"

"I promise, pet. You'll stay by my side." He kissed her softly again and got out of the car.

She was having a difficult time getting the willpower to get out of the car as she watched many thin, scantily-clad women walk through the doors. It would take two of them to make up one of me, she thought to herself. Yes, she knew he loved her and wanted her and loved everything about her, but she couldn't help the negative thoughts. She needed the alcohol tonight to be able to tolerate the disgusted looks at the big girl who was dressed all sexy-like for her Master. She couldn't get away with wearing what a lot of the girls inside would be wearing, but at least she was making him happy. That's all that really mattered, right? Her car door opened, and he held out his hand to her.

"Come on, Baby," he said softly. He knew she was nervous, but he was oblivious to the fact that she was already comparing herself to the other women. It didn't matter to him, it never did. He loved her curves, and he wouldn't change her for a thing. As she got out, he pulled her to him again, caressing the top of her breasts with one hand. He kissed her and pulled out one of her breasts to play with the nipple. Biting the flesh of her breast, he slowly made his way to her nipple to tease it to hardness again. Once he was done, he helped her tuck her breast back into place and took her hand, leading her inside the building.

She was quiet as they walked in together, taking in the sights of the club. Taking a deep breath, she lessened her grip on him, trying not to cut off his circulation. There were all kinds of people in the club, and she actually smiled when she saw she wasn't the only curvy girl there. In fact, people of all shapes and sizes were mingling. She leaned against him, relaxing as they walked around.

He smiled down at her, feeling her relax against him. He knew that once she had gotten inside, she would be okay. "What do you want to do, pet?" he asked softly.

A light blush colored her cheeks. "Honestly, I kind of want to just....look around," she said. She was curious to see what they would find, and a part of her wondered if she would participate. She saw the smirk playing upon his lips and lightly poked his side. "You stop that," she said, sticking her tongue out at him.

"What? I like the idea that you're a closet voyeur," he teased playfully. He couldn't help but chuckle as she rolled her eyes at him. "We can see if we'll pick up any ideas. I could try them out on you later," he murmured, his lips brushing against her ear.

She didn't say a word, but she did hesitate as they passed a woman getting spanked. She bit her lip as they stopped and he moved behind her. She could feel his reaction, and it made her shiver knowing she wasn't the only one reacting to this. She moved against him, liking that his arms tightened around her.

They wandered around for about an hour, both getting more turned on by each scene. His hands moved over her, teasing her even as he nipped her skin. "I can't wait to get you home," he murmured against her ear.

"Why wait until I get home?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper as she moved against him.

"Are you serious?" he asked, turning her to look at him. At her nod, his eyes darkened and he pulled her against him, kissing her hard. A low moan left her as his tongue moved against hers, and she squirmed against him. He pulled away, bringing his hand down on her ass as he smirked slightly. "Let's go find a spot then, shall we, pet?"