"And you're sure you want to do this?" he asked her.
She smiled and nodded her head.
"You understand he won't hold back," the man in the shadows told her.
"Yes, I understand," she said. She tried to act brave, but the truth was she was more nervous than she had ever been in her life.
"He's through that door."
The man in the shadows pointed to a large metal door with the letter "X" drawn on to it. She moved through the empty parking garage and stood before the door. She had never been sexually dominated before. When she found this person's add online, she did several day's research to make sure he was legitimate. She found several videos and pictures and she decided this is what she wanted.
She had been married for ten years, the last three miserable. After her divorce, she decided to fulfill one of her fantasies; to be sexually submissive to a professional dom. She took a deep breath, and opened the the door. It was pitch black. She took a few steps in.
"Hello?" No answer. She took a few more steps. "Is anyone here?"
Something was thrown over her head and she found herself bound by the arms of a large man. She heard the door shut behind her and struggled at first. She realized that she wouldn't get away so she went lax in his arms. If she was nervous before, she was terrified now. She felt that it was getting harder to breathe, and then she passed out.
She awoke and had no idea where she was or who was with her. She was suspended from the ceiling with her arms tied above her head. There was no sack over her head, but she was still blindfolded. It was also much colder than before. She was naked. She heard dripping water. Her skin crawled. Not being able to see opened up all of her other senses. She wondered how long she had been left here and how long she would remain.
It was then that she heard footsteps in the distance. She was shaking in her leather restraints. She was still scared, but also excited. She knew what was coming and she didn't want to fight it. The footsteps grew closer and closer, then stopped.
She could feel someone breathing down her neck. She could feel their body heat against her skin. A masculine hand grabbed her breast and gently caressed it. He moved forward and kissed her neck. She could feel stubble from his face and it tickled her skin.
"Mmm, I'm going to enjoy this," he said in a deep voice.
The man began caressing both of her lovely C cup breasts while bending down to lick and suck her nipples. He stood behind her and ran his fingertips down her body. From her breasts, to her stomach, from her stomach to her very sensitive pussy. She felt his finger run gently over her slit. She began to breath heavier. She had never thought that this would ever happen and she was still nervous. But she had never been more excited in her life. She breathed heavily and arched her back, desiring more of his touch.
"You like that, you slut?" he taunted, rubbing her clit with one finger.
She moaned. She heard him walk away. Her body was shaking. Her body was starving for attention. His attention. He came back rather quickly. For a moment, he just stood behind her, making her wonder what was going to happen. He put his hand on her ass and rubbed it. He kissed and licked her neck and gave her a firm smack on her bottom. She gasped. He spanked her again. And again. And again. He kept it even, smacking both cheeks, leaving bright red hand prints. The spankings went on for several minutes, until her ass was raw. Then he stopped.
She was out of breath. He walked around in front of her and cupped her tits. She was absolutely loving what was happening to her. Her captor twisted and pulled her nipples, making her scream. He kicked her legs apart and began to rub her pussy. He pressed his lips against hers.
She moaned into him. He rubbed her until she was nice and wet. By the time he was done, her juices were dripping from his fingers. She waited in anticipation for what was to come next. She felt something round and warm pressing against her pussy. It began to vibrate, sending pleasurable chills all through her body. Her legs gave out and her arms were the only things holding her up. She squeezed her thighs around whatever was between her legs. Her moans echoed off of the walls.
