I entered the noisy, dimly lit bar, full of confidence as always. I am used to male attention and dress appropriately to incite it. Revel in it even.
Tonight saw me in a soft as butter, chocolate silk skirt. I complimented it with a matching silk blouse, revealing a hint of my bra underneath it. The only other accoutrements needed were a thick cream belt, accentuating my tiny waistline and a pair of chocolate brown slingback heels. At 4 inches high they made my legs look slim and elegant. Oh and of course the compulsory silk black lace topped stockings. They bring out the devil in me. I like encouraging it.
The music thumps all around me and I feel myself humming along, a smile playing on the corners of my lips, bright with glossy pink lipstick. I play with a tendril of my long, shiny brunette hair, twirling it around in my fingertips. I see you as I approach the bar and give the men there a cursory glance, before my attention rests on you. I still wonder even now, why you took my breath away, even then on our first meeting. But my eyes held yours for a second longer than necessary and you knew it, even then. Knew that I would be yours. But I didn't. That happened for me a little later.
Someone caught my attention at my shoulder and I inclined my head to speak with him, talking niceties as one does. My blue eyes sparkling, sensuously lined with dark kohl making them look enormous. He didn't keep my attention for long however and I made my escape by going to the ladies. When I returned you were no-where to be found by the bar, but the barmaid, grinning at me handed me a gin and tonic. I gave her a puzzled look. I hadn't ordered that. It's one of my favourite drinks though. I sipped it appreciatively. She pointed to you, when I asked who'd ordered it for me, seated now at a table on the far side of the bar. Lounging your long limbs on a low slung sofa. Your lazy smile caught me as I looked in your direction. I raise my glass in a salute of thanks and begin walking towards you, returning that wonderful smile of yours.
I come to stand before you and your eyes never leave mine on the long walk across the length of the room. I smile prettily and thank you for the drink, thinking that you could possibly be one of the sexiest men I have ever seen. My pulse rate beats double time, a little at my boldness on approaching you, but more so because just being near you sent prickles of desire up my spine. You motion with your hand for me to sit down and I obey unthinkingly. Sitting opposite you. Admiring you. My tongue unconsciously licks the corner of my lip. I do that when I'm nervous.
'Do you want me?' The words are out of your mouth, in a wonderfully deep resonating tone that sends shivers through me, just on hearing it. I can't quite believe that you've said it, quite like that. I blink in surprise. But I understand your meaning.
'Yes,' I whisper. My nervousness wouldn't allow me to play games with you at this point. My legs shift beneath me as my eyes meet yours again.
'If you want to be mine tonight, my dear, I must tell you that I will expect complete obedience from you. That means, you do everything I say. Yes,' you pause, 'I do mean everything.' You search my eyes for my response.
My face betrays me, flushing with heat. Oh God, what those words do to me.
'Will you obey me, in all I ask?' you question.
'Yes,' I whisper. Feeling my pulse rocket in response.
You just smile and settle yourself back comfortably into your chair.
'Then let's see. Go to the ladies and remove your bra and your panties. Be quick.' You motion for me to move with your hand.
