She couldn't help the attraction she felt for him. It was animalistic in nature. A hunger buried deep inside. She had never let people see the side of her that was hell bent on animal desire and lust. She chose to hide these from the people she was closest to and worked with. Yeah, they knew she had a peculiar sense of humor but had no idea that under the surface was a woman who needed to be controlled, told what to do and how to do it. When she wasn't compliant she was sure to get a lashing. The thought of his hands beating against her tight ass had made her turn a deep shade of scarlet and could feel the heat raise from her chest all the way up her cheeks.
He may not have been what you would consider classically handsome, but the way he held himself in conversation and could make her laugh was all the sexy she needed. He was intelligent and she was certain that he was attracted to her too. It didn't matter because she was going to try something new. She walked straight up to him her hand around his neck, she brought his head down to her lips; lightly biting on his earlobe she whispered, "I want you to stop by my place tonight. No questions, no excuses." He had locked eyes with her and simply nodded.
She couldn't believe that she had done that. Who was she? She chuckled at the idea then got nervous. This was real, she had wanted to try her hand at being a Domme, even if it was just once. She knew she was ok with him letting her try it out. Previous trysts with him had proven that she would be ok. She just hoped that he would be ok with this, if not she wouldn't mind being his sub. She had gotten her home ready for him. A leash and collar, a whip, a blindfold. He knocked on her door.
"Hi, how are you?" she asked politely. Her large breasts nearly spilling out of her bra. He could see the tops of her barbells over the cups of her bra. Her panties gently gliding over her sex, she can feel the familiar stirring in her vagina, the warm wetness marking her panties. Her thigh high boots felt welcome against her cool skin.
"I love this get up you are wearing for me," he put one arm around her waist and pulled her close kissing her neck and up to her cheek.
"It is for me slave, tonight, you will wear this for me." She grabbed the collar and leash. He smirked at her and turned around for her to put the collar on. He enjoyed this new approach. She snapped the collar around his neck, and slowly undressed him. She planted tender kisses down his body. Once he was naked she sat him down. Blindfolding him, she tied some around his hands and bound him. Then lightly whipped him. His thighs glowing red and warm. He tilted his head upward and breathed heavy. She sat on his lap and whispered in his ear, "do you like that slave?"
"I do mistress," his dick growing hard. "May I feel your lips against my dick?" She got up and whipped his thighs again.
"You may voice what you want, but that does not mean I will give in." She sat back down on his thighs, her wet vagina working all over him. "Do you feel what you do to me slave? I'm very aroused right now." She bit his ear lobe. Moving her panties to the side, she sat on his erection. She rode his dick hard and fast. The chair creaking under them, she bit and clawed at him. He was a strong slave and merely made a peep. It was quick for her. She came fast and moved off him at once. Moving around the chair he was bound to, she opted to tickle and tease him with a feather. Wanting him to stay hard for her she alternated between tickles and teases. Using her tongue to lick herself off him she could feel his veins throbbing from his cock.
"Mistress, please, may I feel your tongue wrap around my dick?" She chuckled lightly. Then dropping to her knees in front of him, she licked the length of his dick, she enjoyed the taste of herself around him. His head moving back, he raised his hips to her mouth.
"That's a bad boy," she grabbed his hair and pulled his head back, "I did not say to do that did I?"
"No mistress you did not, I apologize."
"Your apologies are not necessary; your obedience is required. You do as I say slave, do you understand?"
"yes mistress, I do."
"That's my good boy." She untied his hands and bent him over the chair. "For your sass, I am going to give you five lashings." Leaning into his ear she whispered, "If you do not feel comfortable, say so now."