The next time we meet, you're already in the room waiting for me. I knock on the door and you open it. I'm standing there looking very respectable. A nice dress and heels, hair pinned up. I come in and you close the door. You kiss me hello. A soft, slow, sweet kiss. A gentle warm up. Maybe the calm before the storm?
You tell me to take off my dress. I slowly slip it off my shoulders, slide it down my waist and over my hips. I step out of it and am left in nothing but a lacy bra, stockings and garter belt, heels, and some very wet panties.
You tell me to put my hands behind my back. You are in charge today and I am here for your enjoyment. You look me over, walking around behind me. I feel your hand brush the bottom of my ass, almost between my legs. I start to lean toward your hand and you immediately pull it away. You are in control today, not me, you remind me.
You come around and stand in front of me. Almost touching me with the length of your body. I want to press myself against you, but I don't. I know that if I behave and do what I'm told, I'll be rewarded.
You kiss my lips and slowly move down to my chin and then to my neck. While your mouth is on my neck, kissing, licking, I feel your hands on my shoulders. You push the straps of my bra down and push the cups under my breasts so they are exposed for you.
I continue to stand still while you do this, but let out a small moan. That makes you smile. I'm so aroused right now. My nipples are hard and I feel my panties getting wetter.
You step back and look at me again. You have a smile on your face. You walk around behind me again. I feel your hand on the back of my thigh. I use all of my self control to keep from moving against you. I feel your hand go to the inside of my thigh and you tell me to spread my legs. I do as I'm told, hoping that you will move your hand up higher.
I am rewarded. I feel your hand on my panties, rubbing against my pussy. You comment on the wetness. You ask me if I'm turned on, already knowing the answer.
"Yes, Sir."
"What do you want?"
"I want you to touch my pussy, Sir."
I feel my panties being pushed aside and a finger slip inside me. I can't control myself any longer and begin to grind my hips against your hand, trying to get you deeper inside me.
You reach up with your other hand, grabbing my still pinned up hair and tell me to bend over. You lean me over the end of the bed and tell me to pull my panties down to my knees. You've taken your other hand off of my pussy and I'm ready to beg you to touch it again. I try to behave, but being with you makes me so hot.
You tell me that I'm not being a very good girl. Do I need to be punished for misbehaving?
"Yes, Sir, please punish me."
With that, I feel a hard slap on my ass.
"Who is in charge?"
"You are, Sir."
"Have you been punished enough?"
"No, Sir. I am a very bad girl. I need to be punished more."
With that, I feel another hard slap, and another. I am still bent over with my head on the bed, holding my wet panties at my knees. My pussy has gotten so wet that it's beginning to run down my legs and wet the tops of my stockings.
After about a dozen slaps, each bringing a moan of painful pleasure from me, you ask me if I've been punished enough.
"Oh yes, Sir! Thank you, Sir!"
You tell me to stand up and turn toward you. My panties fall to the floor.
You remind me to keep my hands behind my back. You put your hand on the back of my head and pull me to you and kiss me. Your other hand gently pinches one of my nipples, then slowly moves down to the lace of my garter belt.
You run your fingers over the lace of the garter belt and down one of the straps, stopping at the top of the stocking. "Very nice" you say as you finish your kiss.
You look over at the chair in the room and then smile as you look back at me.
"Sit on the edge of the chair"
"Spread your legs."
"Lean back now."
"Put your legs up on the arms of the chair."
I obey each command, wondering what will come next. I don't have to wait long to find out. You go to my bag and pull out some scarves.
You come back to me with the scarves and slowly, gently, but firmly tie my wrists and then my ankles to the chair. I am immobile. All of my private places exposed to you. I am completely at your mercy.
You kneel in front of me, looking at my pussy. It's so hot and wet. I would give anything for you to touch it. Instead, you touch my legs, running your hands along my stockings.
You tell me how much you like to see me like this. Open and vulnerable. Your hands move closer to my ass and you start to knead the muscles. You can feel how tense I am, wanting release.
You bring your fingers up to the wet lips of my pussy. You tease the lips for a while as my breathing gets faster. Then you lean in and put your mouth on my clit. It's so sensitive by now that I almost come.
"Not yet."
"Please, Sir? Please?"
Slowly, you put one finger inside me. Gently pulling in and out. I moan as I feel your thumb move past my pussy and start to spread the wetness there. Soon I feel you enter me with two fingers, pulling in and out but a little more forceful. Your thumb is circling my bottom, pressing gently.
I moan again. The pleasure is becoming so intense.
"Please, Sir? May I please come?"
I can barely speak, the feelings are so intense. I need release.
"Yes, my pet. Come for me now."
You put your mouth back on my clit and begin to suck on it, moving your fingers faster and harder.
I feel a shudder go through me.
A sudden burst of heat, beginning where your mouth is sucking on my clit spreads through my whole body. I feel myself contract around your fingers several times. You lift your head and smile.
"Nicely done, my pet."
You stand up and lean over and kiss me, your lips wet from me.
It is a long, deep kiss. First I taste me, then it begins to go away as the kiss goes on until all I taste is you.
You stand back, looking at me, all flushed and warm.
"Now it's time for your payback."
I'm not sure what you mean, until I see you unbuckle your belt and lower your pants. Then I remember. The last time we were together, instead of you coming on my tits, it got all over you instead. Oops.
Your shirt is already off, but I don't remember when that happened. You look at me as you slowly take off your pants. Your cock is very hard. I want to feel it inside of me. I can't take my eyes off of it.
"You want this, don't you?"