My boyfriend, Mark, and I have always been open to trying new things and it soon became apparent that I enjoyed submission with a small side of humiliation and a good dose of getting bossed around. In normal daily life, I was in charge at work and also took care of our household so submission was a way for me to relinquish control for a little while. Spankings were fairly frequent but we had been in a dry spell as of late, and I was craving it.
We finally both got the same day off from work and decided to have a little fun. I was in a very submissive mood and more than eager to do anything he demanded of me.
I had just finished showering and he said, "Put on your yellow sundress and go to Dave's."
Dave was our neighbor and although we'd been friends for over three years, nothing sexual had ever come up in conversation. I looked at him quizzically and he said, "You're mine to do with what I want today and that's to let Dave play with you, so get dressed and go."
"Yes, sir," I said.
After putting on my dress, I tentatively but eagerly walked across the street. He opened the door with a smile and said, "Hello Rose."
I smiled and he stepped aside, gesturing for me to enter his home.
"Do you mind if we talk for a little while?" he asked.
"Yes, please," I said, still a little confused as to how he knew about our lifestyle. I mean, I'm sure that Mark told him but how does one bring that up in a conversation? I made a mental note to ask him about it later.
As we finished up small talk, he finally got around to asking me my sexual preferences and told me his. We weren't all that different in what we wanted and both of us had been into the dom/sub scene for over five years and were very ready to experiment with each other.
Dave's life was the opposite of mine. He worked in a very busy restaurant kitchen where he was constantly humiliated and told how terrible he was doing by the master chef. When he got home, he craved the dom/sub experience to help him re-charge. He had dated a few subs and it went ok but not as well as he had hoped.
"I have a list for you," he said. "We need to be on the same page before we start."
"Okay," I said and took the list from him. Mark and I had done this years ago so I knew the drill.
At the top of the page was
Playtime with Rose
. My face got very flushed and I wasn't sure if it was from embarrassment or being turned on. Probably the latter.
Are you willing to do any of the following?
Spanking ass, breasts, pussy....my answer was yes.
Blowjobs....my answer was definitely yes.
Anal penetration (Toys, Plugs, Penis)....my answer was yes.
Nipple play (Pumps, clips, clamps, bands)...my answer was oh yes.
Rope play...my answer was yes..
Cumming in/on and where...my answer was cum in or on me anywhere you want
Dog play (collar, leash, crawling, etc.)...my answer was I've never done it, but I'm game to try.
He read my answers with a half-smile
"Just so you know," he said, "I'm open to trying anything with you but want you to be in that same mind space if we go further."
"Good to know," I replied with a smile.
"So do you want to start slow or just jump in and start?" he asked.
"Well," I said, "You are the one in charge here. Is there something on the list that you're wanting to try?"
"All of it," he said with a laugh.
His demeanor changed from lighthearted to being in charge in an instant and he said, "Take your clothes off."
I was immediately compliant. I stripped, laying my dress over the couch. I began fidgeting because I was not at all comfortable being naked.
He said, "Quit wiggling and clasp your hands behind your head."
I did as instructed and he looked me up and down and said, "Holy shit, you're even more gorgeous when you're naked."
I've been told I was beautiful over the years but I have never been looked at like he was looking at me now. I wasn't petite, in fact, I was a little bigger than average, with a perfect hourglass figure, large full breasts, and a curvy heart-shaped ass.
He said huskily, "Stand with your legs further apart," and again I did as instructed.
"I'm trying very hard not to want to fuck you where you stand. I wasn't expecting you to be so...I have no words," he said gruffly. He walked in a circle around me and I could feel his eyes devouring every inch of me.
He stopped directly in front of me and I looked up at him. He was at least six inches taller than me and I loved that. I was immediately put in my place from his height and demeanor alone. He leaned down and kissed me with an intense hunger. It was apparent he had wanted to do this for some time and I felt my juices flow as he explored my mouth. Hot damn he was a good kisser.
With one hand he grabbed my wrists that were still clasped behind my head and with the other he reached down and gave my clit a light pinch, his fingers sliding across my wet pussy. I whimpered as he slowly pushed his fingers inside me.
"Your pussy is so hot," he moaned into my mouth. With some difficulty, he pulled himself away, put his fingers in his mouth, and made a show of sucking my juices off them one by one.
"Don't move," he said leaning over the couch and pulling a length of rope from behind the sofa cushion. He walked behind me and said, "Put your arms behind your lower back."
