"No more games." He said flatly as he looked down at me.
I glanced up at him, his face was stern. I wasn't entirely sure what he was talking about. "I am not going to tolerate you not following my rules. You will be good."
I looked down at the floor, embarrassed for the childish way I had acted. At the time it had just seemed like the easiest thing to do. I knew that Sir had given me the rules to help me improve my well-being. They give me a method to pleasing him as well. I had always loved having them for that reason. They helped me serve a purpose. They gave me structure to my usually hectic life. I loved having his rules and abiding by them. I started chewing on my lip, knowing I hadn't made a very good impression on myself or him by the way I had acted.
He took my chin firmly in his hand and tilted it up so I was looking at his face. "In the future, punishment for this behavior will not be so pleasant. Is that understood?"
A soft sigh escaped my lips and I nodded my head, thankful that it seemed the issue had passed. "Yes sir. I understand completely."
"I have learned now that I am going to have to keep a closer eye on you."
I nodded, figuring after the way I acted that was fair.
"Get up and go get ready for work, now." He said as he gave me a firm smack on my ass, quickly changing the subject and making sure I was going to be on time. . "Yes sir." I muttered, a bit sullenly, not used to or liking being rushed to get ready. I quickly scrambled to my feet and went back to the bedroom to get dressed.
When I returned to the living room, I picked up my purse and keys. I turned around to see him following me towards the door, "Umm sir?"
"Yes sweetheart?"
"Are you.." I started. I wasn't sure what he was really doing here since we hadn't really planned a visit at all. The last thing I wanted was to go to work and come back to an empty apartment and be alone again. The thought of that made me want to break into tears. I had waited so long to meet him, I didn't know if I could bear it if he left so quickly. I took a deep breath before speaking again, "I mean; will you still be here when I get back Sir?"
He chuckled as he stepped closer to me. He locked his lips on mine and gave me a firm kiss on the lips.
"Of course little one, I am not going to leave you to your own devices that quickly. I need to keep my eye on you and I think I still need to have a little bit more fun with you." He said slyly.
Immediately, I felt my pussy moisten. My playful eyes drifted up to his before I leaned up and gave him a quick peck on the lips.
The workday dragged more then usual, all I could think about was him waiting for me at my apartment. I wished I could be there to spend the time with him. I hated that he had to be alone at my apartment instead of me being there to keep him company. Only minutes into the workday I had already started fantasizing about what he was going to do when I got home. Had he brought any toys to play with? Was he going to bring to life any of the situations that we had discussed in our chats? The ideas alone made me want to go into the bathroom and rub myself to orgasm but I thought better of it.
When I finally returned from work, he greeted me at the door. "Hello sweetheart." He said as he gave me a quick kiss on the forehead. "Why don't you go change into some more comfortable clothes? Dinner will be ready shortly. Go ahead and shower as well."
"Dinner?" I asked in a bit of a shock, not expecting him to have made anything. "You didn't have to do that Sir."
"I know. I wanted to. Go on now." He said to me bluntly as he shooed me towards the bathroom.
Once done, I applied some light makeup and came out into the bedroom. I flipped through the closest looking for something appropriate to wear. I wanted to look really cute for him and impress him. I finally settled on a simple black dress.
"Sir it smells delicious." I said as I walked back into the dining room. The table looked like it was meant to be in a fancy restaurant. There was a tablecloth as well as lit candles and a two-place setting. "Wow fancy sir." I said as I walked towards the kitchen.
He caught me and directed me back to the table, "Just sit down pet. I will bring dinner out shortly, I have it handled." He grabbed my chin and tilted it up towards him, giving me a firm long kiss. "Speaking of fancy, you are sure all dolled up for a night in, beautiful." he said to me. "Not that you will be wearing very much for very long." I moaned softly when he said that, watching him closely.
Even knowing that he enjoyed cooking, I wished he would let me help him. I felt somewhat futile just sitting at the table waiting to be served. As I waited for him to finish dinner, I just sat there and fantasized about what was going to happen next. I almost wished he would just skip supper and take me straight back to the bedroom, even though I was starving. He returned a few minutes later with two plates of salad. After setting one in front of me he took his place across the table from me.
"Hand me your panties." He instructed. His voice was calm, kind even but still had the familiar tone of total authority.
The command hit me awkwardly and my mind raced. Why did he want my panties at the dinner table? After swallowing hard I reached under the table and up the bottom hem of the dress and slowly slid the skimpy material down my legs. Hesitantly, I placed them in his outstretched hand.
"Perfect, now lift your skirt up and sit bare-assed on the chair."
I quickly followed the command, not taking my wide-eyes off of him.
"Good girl." He said with a smirk as he set my panties in the middle of the table. I blushed fiercely as I looked at my damp panties sitting on the table, my fork held in midair.
He just chuckled as he continued to eat, pretending as if nothing was abnormal. "How can you?" I said unsurely as I watched him, I could hear the quiver in my own voice from the arousal, "I mean. Why?" I swallowed hard as I set my fork back down on my plate. I looked down and saw my nipples hardening through the thin material of the black dress I was wearing.
"It is just a simple reminder." He said with a smirk, his eyes intently watching me, I felt like he was an animal carefully stalking his prey, watching my every move and waiting for the right moments to strike.
I picked up the fork in my trembling hand and finished off my salad, quickly getting used to the sight of my panties between the two lit candles on the dinner table like they belonged there. I smiled slightly at him and a small giggle coming from my lips.
"You are so cute." He said, gently shaking his head as he rose and collected the plates, quickly exiting to the kitchen.
He returned a moment later with two plates of steak and some type of potato I didn't recognize.
I smiled as I inhaled the smell of the food. "Sir, I didn't know you cooked so well."
He gave me a quick nod of his head as he nestled back into the chair across from me. Throughout dinner he kept the conversation casual, talking about work and the news, just like people generally talk on the first date. He steered the conversation away from anything sexual.
After we were finished eating, he rose and took my hand in his. Gently he led me to the bedroom and placed a firm kiss on my lips. "My little pet, I have waited a long time for this night. Strip and lay down." He instructed.
Moments later I was laying naked face up on the bed, legs spread widely just like they had been the previous night, feeling vulnerable and exposed but also in a high state of arousal.
"Do you trust me?" he asked me bluntly.
I swallowed hard as I watched him, taking a deep breath before I answered. "Yes sir, of course."
He moved over to me and placed a blindfold around my eyes, leaving me in the darkness. The darkness left me anxious and every time I heard a sound my head would twist in that direction, trying to get an idea of where he had gone. For a few minutes all I heard was my own breathing. This frustrated me. I was stark naked and lewdly displayed on my bed and he wasn't even doing anything with me. I didn't even know if he was watching anymore or if he liked what he saw. I silently wished that he was enjoying the view. I clenched my fists as I let out a deep breath.
I heard him chuckle from across the room and a moan escaped my lips.
"Please sir." I whined, wanting him to do something, anything.
"Ssh, patience pet. Be a good girl."
I whimpered, partially in arousal and to a degree in fear. I felt his lips press gently against my forehead, then his tongue tracing the lines of my lips. Then he kissed me his tongue slipping into my mouth and sliding around. I leaned closer to him and reached up trying to find him. I wanted to touch him and at the moment didn't really care where it was.
"Uh-huh." He admonished me as he pulled away he smacked my pussy roughly. "Stay still. Behave."
Whimpering, I settled back down onto the bed. He gently picked up my wrists in his hands and attached some soft cuffs to them, which after testing them I discovered they were firmly secured to the headboard. This just increased my vulnerability to him even more but at the same time I was very turned on. I could feel my wetness surrounding my pussy.
