It all started as innocent as a blooming rose. I met Matthew in the spring, it was an instant... something. To this day I can't tell you if it was love or lust at first. We met while I was working as a waitress at a night club down town. He would come in every night, knowing that I would be on the job. Some call it stalking, I say he was biding his time. He asked me out after the 3rd week. We went out on simple dates, movies, dinner, dancing. They always ended the same, with a simple good night at my door and a kiss on the cheek. I was beginning to think that he was not as interested or invested in us as I was. One night at dinner I voiced my concerns and my feelings.
"Matthew, have I done something wrong? Are you not attracted to me?" I asked shyly, holding my eyes down to the napkin in my lap.
He reached across the table and lifted my chin so he could look into my eyes.
"Of course I am Amanda, what would make you think otherwise?" he said into my eyes with what looked like sincerity.
"We have been dating for almost 4 month and you yet to touch me, kiss me, fuck me. I want you so bad it hurts. I go home at night after our dates alone, I spend hours masturbating and thinking of all the things I want you to do to me, and it gets me now where." I told him in a state of panic.
"I have sexual interests that are not quite what is the norm for most men. I have been shying away from intimacy with you, not because I don't want you, but because I don't want to scare you. If you truly think that I don't do the same as you at the end of our nights together, then you are truly mistaken. I want you more than I can say, but at the end of the night I know if I show you how I am and what I like I will never see you again." he replied.
"Show me Matthew. Show me, or loss me." I said standing up and walking out, heading for my apartment. After all he had said I was sure that he would not show me.
"Amanda, wait." He said grabbing my arm from behind, spinning me around and pushing me up against the side of the restaurant. He pushed his lips hard onto mine, his tong snaking out to force open my lips. I tried to wrap my arms around him, but he held them over my head and kissed me so deep that I felt my inner core begin to melt.
"Let's go to my place." he said in a deep throaty voice that made me wet at the core and weak at the knees. We hailed a cab and got to his pent house apartment. He walked me back to two large double doors that I could only assume where his bedroom.
"I am going to place a blindfold on you." he said spinning me around and tying a piece of black fabric over my eyes. He then pushed me through the doors and into a very cold room.
"When you are in here with me I am the master and you will do as I say, or you will be severally punished. AM I understood?" he asked in a deep sexy commanding voice.
"Yes." I said on a single breath. I felt a strong hand come down on my ass and I left out a little yelp in surprise.
"Yes what?" he said in that same sexy voice that was melting my core.
