You and I are planning to get together. It is all arranged so I have a babysitter, and you have things worked out on your end. I call you at work, that afternoon, but you are in a meeting or something, so I leave you a message. I simply state that I shall expect you at 6 p.m, not a minute earlier or later. There are no 'brownie points for early arrival.'
While I am waiting for you, I get everything ready. By 4 o'clock, I am already wishing I had told you earlier.
I decide to take a hot bubble bath to kill some time. As the water is filling I start to think about the plans I have in mind for you, and the desire to reach down and rub my wet pussy is just too powerful. I begin to play with it, and stop myself, just before I cum...I want that first one...to be, shall we say special. I hop in the tub, and begin my bathing ritual...maybe someday you can help me...or atleast watch.
When I am satisfied that my body is...as perfect as it is going to be...I get out of the tub, and begin to dry myself off. I am tempted to smoke a cigarette, but opt to brush my teeth and wait. My bath took me an hour, so I only have another hour to kill.
As I start to get dressed; I opt for a pair of thong underwear, a lacy tight fitting bra, a black skirt that is just above the knee, and a bright red sleeveless blouse that buttons up the front. No shoes and no stockings.
I look at the clock and it is 5:15, I go into the bathroom, and do my hair, and give one last look around to make sure everything is perfect. I smile and go to the computer for a little while, otherwise I am going to drive myself crazy thinking about everything I have planned for tonight. Fortunately I am able to find a couple stories on Literotica to keep me occupied until 5:55. That is when I get off the computer and go to the kitchen. I light the few candles I have on the counter and smile.
When you arrive at my door, I can see you look a little nervous, yet I can see that someone is happy to see me. I open the door and invite you in and ask you to remove your shoes at the door.
I show you where the bathroom is, and I smile "You can take your clothes off in there."
There wasn't any question in my voice as to whether or not this was a suggestion or an order. As you walked in and pulled on the door, I very quietly said "Leave it open..."
You heard me and did. When you stepped out of the bathroom, I smiled and asked you what you had been thinking about all day.
"You Miss Jenn" you said softly.
I wiggled my finger telling you to come over to me, while I smiled. When you were standing directly in front of me, I looked into your eyes and said, "Do you remember where your hands and feet are supposed to be?"
Your feet moved apart and your hands dropped to your side.
"Yes Mam." "Thank you."
I reach up between your legs, while our eyes are locked together and grab your balls, not hard, just enough to startle you but not hurt. You jumped a little and gasped. All this time, you had been trying to look around to maybe get a preview of what was in store for you, but I knew that would be the case, and I am prepared for that. All you can really see is the candles flickering in the dark.
I point to my counter in the middle of my kitchen and say "Sit up here for me."
You notice I have covered it with a blanket and there is even a pillow to rest your head on. Once you are seated, I smile and say, "Now, lie down, adjust the pillow so your head is comfortable, and make sure your knees are bent right here."
I pointed to the edge of the counter. Once you are settled, I stand there a minute, looking you over, still smiling. Under the blanket, I had placed a couple of ropes, and I attached one to each ankle, I walk up toward your head and pull on the rope a little, pulling your ankles back. I ask for your hands...but you hesitate.
My only words with a snarl in my voice are "Please don't irritate me this early, or it will be a very long night for you."
Your hands moved and I tied the ropes attached to your ankles, to your wrists. When I am satisfied you are tied tightly enough, I smile and walk into the other room. You feel like it has been an eternity when I return, I ask if you missed me. You give me a sarcastic answer about that being a stupid question.
"Well now, I will just make it so you don't have to answer any..." I take my panties off and walk up to your head; smile and pinch off the air coming from your nose, while I am saying "Open your mouth."
Which you do, right away. I let go of your nose and I stuff my panties in your mouth. Still smiling I say, "If you want to find out what mad is, let those out of your mouth."
I may have been smiling but there was no question from my voice that I meant it. You nodded your head. I climbed up on the counter, and straddled your chest kneeling over you, so all you could see was my backside, unable to touch it, unable to lick it, just able to look at it. Meanwhile, I am running my fingers up and down the length of your shaft, making your cock jump every now and then when I either tickle you, or gently dig my fingernails in to the soft skin. I stick my tongue out and lightly lick the tip of your cock head. I take your balls in one hand and grab your cock right at the base and squeeze it with my other hand.
That is when I decide to take the head of your cock into my mouth, and run my tongue all over it. Then I sucked really hard on just the head of your cock, while I am still squeezing the base.
I can almost hear moans coming from your mouth.
I kind of giggle as I say "Do you like that?" and then I continue with "Oh thats right, you can't answer me without sarcasm. Never mind, I like it and right now thats all that matters."
As I begin licking and sucking your cock. When I have become bored, I notice that my pussy is dripping, probably somewhere nearby your chin. I take one hand and reach around so you can see me stick my fingers in my pussy. I take them out and you can see the juices clinging to my fingers.
I stand up and turn the other way so I am facing you and sit right back down. Now all my weight is on your chest and I am just looking at you, for a few minutes, I sit there staring at you.
"I have surprise for you." I said. "Have we learned about answering respectfully?"
You shake your head yes.
"Are we sure?"
Again you nod your head. As I take the panties out of your mouth, I smile and say, "If it happens again, you won't like what I will use to gag you with. Understand?"
"Yes Mam." was the only reply I got.
"Are you ready for your surprise?" I asked.
"Yes..." was your reply, but I am not so sure.
"Yes what!"
"Yes MAM."
I walk over to the closest candle and slowly begin to pour the hot wax on each of your nipples. As it cools, it hardens. Then I work my way down your stomach, dripping wax along the way. When I reach your pubic region I stop. I walk over to your head and kiss you hard on the mouth.
"You OK?" I ask with a smile.
"Yes, Miss Jenn I am OK."
"Do you want me to stop?"
"Please don't." you said very quietly.
"I am sorry sweetheart, I didn't hear you."
A little louder this time, "Please don't stop."
I smiled and answered with, "Yes dear, what ever you say."
I took the next candle and performed the same motion, first over your nipples, then down your stomach, until just about the pubic bone. Then you felt something different, I had an ice cube that I was running all along the wax cooling it off quicker. Then as I started to peel the wax, I would lick and kiss the red marks that the wax left. I saved your nipples for last, deciding that I needed to be coordinated enough to pull both of them off at the same time.
I climb on your stomach and sit down. I lay forward towards you so that I have my fingers on your nipples, I gently grab hold of the wax and pull them both off at the same time. I start licking and sucking on each of them trying to soothe them a little. I begin to get carried away, and I start nibbling a little on your nipples, they are hard as rocks, and I can't help but wonder how they would look in clamps. I reach under the counter, and pull out a pair, connected by a chain. I put them on your nipples and pull on the chain a little. I ask you if your arms are doing ok. If you need to switch positions.
"Not yet. Miss Jenn."
I smile and walk towards the other end of the counter. I am pleased to see there is pre-cum all over the head of your cock, I scoop it up on my finger, and walk back to your face and smile wickedly.
"Open your mouth for me." Which you do without hesitation, I rest my finger that is covered in your pre-cum, on your tongue. As you begin to close your lips around it, I pull my finger out fast.
"Did I tell you to close your mouth?"
"No Mam," and your mouth opened back up.
Again, I place my finger on your tongue, I hold it there, longer than I had planned this time, and then quietly I say, "Lick it off."
When you had licked my finger long enough, I asked you if you would like to show me what else you can do with your tongue. I take off my skirt and drop it across your eyes, I climb up on your chest again, only this time, I am closer to your face. I hold my pussy there for a minute, right by the tip of your nose.
"Can you smell it?"
You moan some sort of response. "Can you taste it?"
You stuck your tongue out and tasted my pussy. You stuck your tongue out a second time. I stood up, turned around so I was facing you, and sat back down. I made sure you were able to really reach my pussy.
I smiled and said, "Now make my pussy feel good." I took the skirt off your eyes, so you could see my pussy. You were licking and sucking my pussy like it was the last time you would ever get to eat one.
You were very close to getting me to cum, when I said "Stop" you looked disappointed, but you did as I said. I stood up and got off the counter, walked to the end of the bar, by your feet.
"I have something I am going to try. I don't want you to be a hero, or a tough guy. Right now pick a word, that you can use, to tell me, something is too much."
I held your cock and squeezed it hard. You gave me your word, and I repeated, "Seriously no tough guy, you have to give me time...to stop what I am doing."