I mull it over in my head all afternoon. It's distracting me from getting any actual work done. The images of last night keep replaying in my head. Kat, sprawled out on my bed- legs stretched out with the spreader bar and her wrists tied to the bedpost. Some will say it was unfair of me since I didnt go into great detail about the spreader bar and what would happen if she'd attempted to kick her legs (which being an amateur she did) but I digress. The image of her laying there, completely exposed and submissive to me and my desires is a view I never get sick of. Hearing her soft whimpers as I teased the head of my throbbing cock at her entrance. Only to pause and find her most sensitive swollen bud and give it a few light strokes to up her need. I lowered myself down and kissed up her curvy body, until I reached her breasts and her perfectly pink, taut nipples. Taking one into my mouth and giving it a playful nip. Watching Kat's back arch and listening to her whimper as I feel the wetness coming from her pussy starting to soak the head of my cock positioned at the entrance of her.
Then I slowly insert myself inside her. Kat is so tight, so warm and greedy for me her pussy clenches as it takes me all in with want. I thoroughly enjoy our playtime with all my various toys and devices but sometimes it's appealing to see her in this way, stripped of her resolve and letting me see her in her barest, most primal form. Kat moans out as I continue to stroke her clit while fucking her. I can tell shes getting close as her pussy squeezes and spasms around my cock. "Let go Kat." That's all she needs to hear me say and she lets her climax wash over her as I fuck her harder and deeper until my own release mirrors hers and I implant myself deep into her. Reminding her that even though this encounter was different from our usual arrangement she will do well to remember who owns her.
I leave Kat to take a shower and I begin to think about what may be next for our dynamic. I remember receiving the velvet matte black envelope the other day. It was my monthly invite to the Pheonix; an invite only sex club offered only to the elite and most open minded. I have little doubt that a place like the Pheonix would blow Kat's mind but I also think I've got quite the exhibitionist on my hands- it might be deep down but with careful coaxing and teaching I may be able to tap into her desire to show off. I think about all the pictures she's been eager to send me, most of them pictures of her in public places. Flashing me her perky breasts, or her lacey thong underneath her sun dress. It makes me believe there is more to that desire to see and be seen. Maybe the Pheonix will be the perfect place for her.
I mull over the idea all week and then Friday I have a dozen red roses delivered to her door with a note.
"Be ready at 8pm on Saturday, your outfit for our evening out will be delivered tomorrow morning. -Mr. E"
Saturday morning I speak to my assistant to be certain my instructions for Kat's attire were followed and dropped off. I drive to her house and wait in my car down the street so I get a peek of her opening up the package on her front steps. You'd think a package of this nature she'd take inside but she has a routine I've noticed over the last few months of our arrangement. She always opens her mail and packages on her porch, coffee in hand, cute pajamas still on from the night before. She pulls out the gstring, lace front detailed and purple, along with the lacy purple bra. Next, the soft satin robe. I see the smile spread on her face and faintly here her say "I hope we aren't going out in public like this." I get a laugh to myself as I say "Oh Kat...if you only knew."
When I pick Kat up Saturday night I knock on her door and walk in. She's kneeling for me in her living room, hands on her thighs and her eyes down. Always remembering her submissive position but as I help her up I notice she is wearing a dress over the intimate garments I sent.
"Why are you not wearing the robe?" I ask.
She replies, timid in sound. "You mentioned you were picking me up and taking me somewhere, I assumed perhaps I should be dressed to go in public and maybe the lingerie was for later."
I brush her cheek gently and smile, my voice stern. "Kat...when I tell you to wear something I expect you to follow my exact instructions."
I grab Kat by the elbow instructing her to stand. I can't have her already disobeying me especially on a night like tonight. She looks up at me trying to read my mind, a gift she thinks she possesses but I can tell she's unsure of what I'm thinking. I quickly sit on the sofa and pull her down over my lap. She lets out a whimper as I slowly pull the dress up and over her ass, revealing the skimpy g-string. I take my fingers and run them underneath the fabric.
"Kat...we aren't started the evening off on the right foot when you disobey me from the start. Surely you understand?"
I begin to rub my hands over her ass gently, allowing my fingers to travel down to her core and brush lightly against her entrance.
"Yes Sir." Kat moans out.
I continue to insert my finger inside her and Kat moans louder, my thumb finding her clit.
"If I allow you to disobey me, who's to say you won't do it again. Right?"
Kat tries to lift her head but I push it down with my other hand.
"No Sir...Sir I will not disobey you again."
"I believe you Little One, but no wrong deed goes unpunished."
I remove myself from inside her and quickly slap her ass. I rub the surface that has already turned red as Kat gasps and tries to jump up.
"2 more Little One. This way when you sit down tonight you'll be reminded of your disobedience."
Before she can reply I bring my hand down again, on the other cheek this time. Her jolt is less apparent since she was able to brace for it. I again rub the skin before delivering a third and final spank.