We went out for a drinks to get to know each other at first. I was happy to see he wasn't a catfish. He smiles as he walked up to me with a hug. We exchange pleasantries and order our drinks. He was super charismatic (not out of the norm for a Dom I know but still much appreciated )and knew how to have engaging conversation.
As the night went on, we started drinking and getting a bit more comfortable. He asked me about my kinks and what I'm curious about. He assured me he'd listen to safe words and and not go past my limits.
Time went on, and we got along even more. He made me laugh and we got more comfortable. I started to realize just how attractive he was.
All of a sudden he grabbed onto my thick thigh like he'd been holding back till he couldn't hold back any longer and pulled it, separating my legs into an open "V"
I gasp as he massages my thigh inching closer and closer while he runs his fingers through my hair, grabs a chunk and pulls down, pushing my tits out. I felt my pussy tingle and my nipples get hard as the waiter passes by with the check. He thanks the waiter with his black card as I blush. I've never been this open in public.
He whispers in my hear "I can't wait to taste you" while rubbing his strong fingers between my legs.
I let out a soft squeal.
He let go of me and left the booth but my body leaned after him like a magnet: I was so turned on
He took my hand and led me out to his car.
I felt like Christine following the Phantom of the Opera to his dungeon. My heart pounding but
I can't take my eyes off him.
He opens the passenger side door for me and then gets in himself.
"You ready?" He says with an evil grin
I nod
Out of almost no where he slams his hand on my throat while taking his belt off. And tying it around my throat and attaches it to the seat's head rest.
I can't move my head away.
"Put your hands down, slut" he demands